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I believe they are the rights of the American people, the Cuban people, and people around the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"Cultivo una rosa blanca.\" In his most famous poem, Jose Marti made this offering of friendship and peace to both his friend and his enemy. Today, as the President of the United States of America, I offer the Cuban people el saludo de paz.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We took different journeys to our support for the people of South Africa in ending apartheid. But President Castro and I could both be there in Johannesburg to pay tribute to the legacy of the great Nelson Mandela. And in examining his life and his words, I'm sure we both realize we have more work to do to promote equality in our own countries -- to reduce discrimination based on race in our own countries. And in Cuba, we want our engagement to help lift up the Cubans who are of African descent who've proven that there's nothing they cannot achieve when given the chance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look at Papito Valladeres, a barber, whose success allowed him to improve conditions in his neighborhood. \"I realize I'm not going to solve all of the world's problems,\" he said. \"But if I can solve problems in the little piece of the world where I live, it can ripple across Havana.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And to President Castro -- who I appreciate being here today -- I want you to know, I believe my visit here demonstrates you do not need to fear a threat from the United States. And given your commitment to Cuba's sovereignty and self-determination, I am also confident that you need not fear the different voices of the Cuban people -- and their capacity to speak, and assemble, and vote for their leaders. In fact, I'm hopeful for the future because I trust that the Cuban people will make the right decisions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We do have too much money in American politics. But, in America, it's still possible for somebody like me -- a child who was raised by a single mom, a child of mixed race who did not have a lot of money -- to pursue and achieve the highest office in the land. That's what's possible in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Cuba has an extraordinary resource -- a system of education which values every boy and every girl. And in recent years, the Cuban government has begun to open up to the world, and to open up more space for that talent to thrive. In just a few years, we've seen how cuentapropistas can succeed while sustaining a distinctly Cuban spirit. Being self-employed is not about becoming more like America, it's about being yourself.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You see it in Gloria Gonzalez, who traveled here in 2013 for the first time after 61 years of separation, and was met by her sister, Llorca. \"You recognized me, but I didn't recognize you,\" Gloria said after she embraced her sibling. Imagine that, after 61 years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we cannot, and should not, ignore the very real differences that we have -- about how we organize our governments, our economies, and our societies. Cuba has a one-party system; the United States is a multi-party democracy. Cuba has a socialist economic model; the United States is an open market. Cuba has emphasized the role and rights of the state; the United States is founded upon the rights of the individual.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Despite these differences, on December 17th 2014, President Castro and I announced that the United States and Cuba would begin a process to normalize relations between our countries. Since then, we have established diplomatic relations and opened embassies. We've begun initiatives to cooperate on health and agriculture, education and law enforcement. We've reached agreements to restore direct flights and mail service. We've expanded commercial ties, and increased the capacity of Americans to travel and do business in Cuba.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look at Sandra Lidice Aldama, who chose to start a small business. Cubans, she said, can \"innovate and adapt without losing our identity...our secret is in not copying or imitating but simply being ourselves.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to be clear: The differences between our governments over these many years are real and they are important. I'm sure President Castro would say the same thing -- I know, because I've heard him address those differences at length. But before I discuss those issues, we also need to recognize how much we share. Because in many ways, the United States and Cuba are like two brothers who've been estranged for many years, even as we share the same blood.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "President Castro, the people of Cuba, thank you so much for the warm welcome that I have received, that my family have received, and that our delegation has received. It is an extraordinary honor to be here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For all of our differences, the Cuban and American people share common values in their own lives. A sense of patriotism and a sense of pride -- a lot of pride. A profound love of family. A passion for our children, a commitment to their education. And that's why I believe our grandchildren will look back on this period of isolation as an aberration, as just one chapter in a longer story of family and of friendship.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For all of the politics, people are people, and Cubans are Cubans. And I've come here -- I've traveled this distance -- on a bridge that was built by Cubans on both sides of the Florida Straits. I first got to know the talent and passion of the Cuban people in America. And I know how they have suffered more than the pain of exile -- they also know what it's like to be an outsider, and to struggle, and to work harder to make sure their children can reach higher in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You see it in Cristian Miguel Soler, a young man who became the first of his family to travel here after 50 years. And meeting relatives for the first time, he said, \"I realized that family is family no matter the distance between us.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've been on the different side of so many conflicts in the Americas. But today, Americans and Cubans are sitting together at the negotiating table, and we are helping the Colombian people resolve a civil war that's dragged on for decades. That kind of cooperation is good for everybody. It gives everyone in this hemisphere hope.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know these issues are sensitive, especially coming from an American President. Before 1959, some Americans saw Cuba as something to exploit, ignored poverty, enabled corruption. And since 1959, we've been shadow-boxers in this battle of geopolitics and personalities. I know the history, but I refuse to be trapped by it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There is one simple answer: What the United States was doing was not working. We have to have the courage to acknowledge that truth. A policy of isolation designed for the Cold War made little sense in the 21st century. The embargo was only hurting the Cuban people instead of helping them. And I've always believed in what Martin Luther King, Jr. called \"the fierce urgency of now\" -- we should not fear change, we should embrace it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There's already an evolution taking place inside of Cuba, a generational change. Many suggested that I come here and ask the people of Cuba to tear something down -- but I'm appealing to the young people of Cuba who will lift something up, build something new. El futuro de Cuba tiene que estar en las manos del pueblo Cubano.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "They are the words of citizens and they represent our greatest hope. You and I, as citizens, have the power to set this country's course. You and I, as citizens, have the obligation to shape the debates of our time -- not only with the votes we cast, but with the voices we lift in defense of our most ancient values and enduring ideals.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We, the people, still believe that enduring security and lasting peace do not require perpetual war. Our brave men and women in uniform, tempered by the flames of battle, are unmatched in skill and courage. Our citizens, seared by the memory of those we have lost, know too well the price that is paid for liberty. The knowledge of their sacrifice will keep us forever vigilant against those who would do us harm. But we are also heirs to those who won the peace and not just the war; who turned sworn enemies into the surest of friends -- and we must carry those lessons into this time as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Through blood drawn by lash and blood drawn by sword, we learned that no union founded on the principles of liberty and equality could survive half-slave and half-free. We made ourselves anew, and vowed to move forward together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Today we continue a never-ending journey to bridge the meaning of those words with the realities of our time. For history tells us that while these truths may be self-evident, they've never been self-executing; that while freedom is a gift from God, it must be secured by His people here on Earth. The patriots of 1776 did not fight to replace the tyranny of a king with the privileges of a few or the rule of a mob. They gave to us a republic, a government of, and by, and for the people, entrusting each generation to keep safe our founding creed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We, the people, still believe that every citizen deserves a basic measure of security and dignity. We must make the hard choices to reduce the cost of health care and the size of our deficit. But we reject the belief that America must choose between caring for the generation that built this country and investing in the generation that will build its future. For we remember the lessons of our past, when twilight years were spent in poverty and parents of a child with a disability had nowhere to turn.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We do not believe that in this country freedom is reserved for the lucky, or happiness for the few. We recognize that no matter how responsibly we live our lives, any one of us at any time may face a job loss, or a sudden illness, or a home swept away in a terrible storm. The commitments we make to each other through Medicare and Medicaid and Social Security, these things do not sap our initiative, they strengthen us. They do not make us a nation of takers; they free us to take the risks that make this country great.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will defend our people and uphold our values through strength of arms and rule of law. We will show the courage to try and resolve our differences with other nations peacefully -- not because we are naive about the dangers we face, but because engagement can more durably lift suspicion and fear.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For we, the people, understand that our country cannot succeed when a shrinking few do very well and a growing many barely make it. We believe that America's prosperity must rest upon the broad shoulders of a rising middle class. We know that America thrives when every person can find independence and pride in their work; when the wages of honest labor liberate families from the brink of hardship. We are true to our creed when a little girl born into the bleakest poverty knows that she has the same chance to succeed as anybody else, because she is an American; she is free, and she is equal, not just in the eyes of God but also in our own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Each time we gather to inaugurate a President we bear witness to the enduring strength of our Constitution. We affirm the promise of our democracy. We recall that what binds this nation together is not the colors of our skin or the tenets of our faith or the origins of our names. What makes us exceptional -- what makes us American -- is our allegiance to an idea articulated in a declaration made more than two centuries ago:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we have always understood that when times change, so must we; that fidelity to our founding principles requires new responses to new challenges; that preserving our individual freedoms ultimately requires collective action. For the American people can no more meet the demands of today's world by acting alone than American soldiers could have met the forces of fascism or communism with muskets and militias. No single person can train all the math and science teachers we'll need to equip our children for the future, or build the roads and networks and research labs that will bring new jobs and businesses to our shores. Now, more than ever, we must do these things together, as one nation and one people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you, and may He forever bless these United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America will remain the anchor of strong alliances in every corner of the globe. And we will renew those institutions that extend our capacity to manage crisis abroad, for no one has a greater stake in a peaceful world than its most powerful nation. We will support democracy from Asia to Africa, from the Americas to the Middle East, because our interests and our conscience compel us to act on behalf of those who long for freedom. And we must be a source of hope to the poor, the sick, the marginalized, the victims of prejudice -- not out of mere charity, but because peace in our time requires the constant advance of those principles that our common creed describes: tolerance and opportunity, human dignity and justice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And to all of you out there--every organizer who moved to an unfamiliar town, every kind family who welcomed them in, every volunteer who knocked on doors, every young person who cast a ballot for the first time, every American who lived and breathed the hard work of change--you are the best supporters and organizers anybody could ever hope for, and I will be forever grateful. Because you did change the world. You did.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In his own Farewell Address, George Washington wrote that self-government is the underpinning of our safety, prosperity, and liberty, but \"from different causes and from different quarters much pains will be taken . . . to weaken in your minds the conviction of this truth.\" And so we have to preserve this truth with \"jealous anxiety;\" that we should reject \"the first dawning of every attempt to alienate any portion of our country from the rest or to enfeeble the sacred ties\" that make us one.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You were the change. You answered people's hopes, and because of you, by almost every measure, America is a better, stronger place than it was when we started.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We can argue about how to best achieve these goals. But we can't be complacent about the goals themselves. For if we don't create opportunity for all people, the disaffection and division that has stalled our progress will only sharpen in years to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "My fellow Americans, Michelle and I have been so touched by all the well wishes that we've received over the past few weeks. But tonight, tonight it's my turn to say thanks. Whether we have seen eye to eye or rarely agreed at all, my conversations with you, the American people, in living rooms and in schools, at farms, on factory floors, at diners and on distant military outposts--those conversations are what have kept me honest and kept me inspired and kept me going. And every day, I have learned from you. You made me a better President, and you made me a better man.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's not easy to do. For too many of us, it's become safer to retreat into our own bubbles, whether in our neighborhoods or on college campuses or places of worship or especially our social media feeds, surrounded by people who look like us and share the same political outlook and never challenge our assumptions. And the rise of naked partisanship and increasing economic and regional stratification, the splintering of our media into a channel for every taste--all this makes this great sorting seem natural, even inevitable. And increasingly, we become so secure in our bubbles that we start accepting only information, whether it's true or not, that fits our opinions, instead of basing our opinions on the evidence that is out there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If I had told you 8 years ago that America would reverse a great recession, reboot our auto industry, and unleash the longest stretch of job creation in our history; if I had told you that we would open up a new chapter with the Cuban people, shut down Iran's nuclear weapons program without firing a shot, take out the mastermind of 9/11; if I had told you that we would win marriage equality and secure the right to health insurance for another 20 million of our fellow citizens--if I had told you all that, you might have said our sights were set a little too high. But that's what we did. That's what you did.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Which brings me to my final point: Our democracy is threatened whenever we take it for granted. All of us, regardless of party, should be throwing ourselves into the task of rebuilding our democratic institutions. When voting rates in America are some of the lowest among advanced democracies, we should be making it easier, not harder, to vote. When trust in our institutions is low, we should reduce the corrosive influence of money in our politics and insist on the principles of transparency and ethics in public service. When Congress is dysfunctional, we should draw our congressional districts to encourage politicians to cater to common sense and not rigid extremes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There have been moments throughout our history that threatened that solidarity. The beginning of this century has been one of those times. A shrinking world, growing inequality; demographic change, and the specter of terrorism--these forces haven't just tested our security and our prosperity, but are testing our democracy as well. And how we meet these challenges to our democracy will determine our ability to educate our kids and create good jobs and protect our homeland. In other words, it will determine our future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But protecting our way of life, that's not just the job of our military. Democracy can buckle when it gives in to fear. So, just as we, as citizens, must remain vigilant against external aggression, we must guard against a weakening of the values that make us who we are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why we cannot withdraw from big global fights: to expand democracy and human rights and women's rights and LGBT rights. No matter how imperfect our efforts, no matter how expedient ignoring such values may seem, that's part of defending America. For the fight against extremism and intolerance and sectarianism and chauvinism are of a piece with the fight against authoritarianism and nationalist aggression. If the scope of freedom and respect for the rule of law shrinks around the world, the likelihood of war within and between nations increases, and our own freedoms will eventually be threatened.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So let's be vigilant, but not afraid. ISIL will try to kill innocent people. But they cannot defeat America unless we betray our Constitution and our principles in the fight. Rivals like Russia or China cannot match our influence around the world, unless we give up what we stand for and turn ourselves into just another big country that bullies smaller neighbors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But there are no quick fixes to this long-term trend. I agree, our trade should be fair and not just free. But the next wave of economic dislocations won't come from overseas. It will come from the relentless pace of automation that makes a lot of good, middle class jobs obsolete.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For Blacks and other minority groups, that means tying our own very real struggles for justice to the challenges that a lot of people in this country face, not only the refugee or the immigrant or the rural poor or the transgender American, but also the middle-aged White guy who, from the outside, may seem like he's got advantages, but has seen his world upended by economic and cultural and technological change. We have to pay attention and listen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes, we did. Yes, we can.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "After 8 years as your President, I still believe that. And it's not just my belief. It's the beating heart of our American idea, our bold experiment in self-government. It's the conviction that we are all created equal, endowed by our Creator with certain unalienable rights, among them life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It's the insistence that these rights, while self-evident, have never been self-executing; that we, the people, through the instrument of our democracy, can form a more perfect Union.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That order is now being challenged, first by violent fanatics who claim to speak for Islam, more recently by autocrats in foreign capitals who see free markets and open democracies and civil society itself as a threat to their power. The peril each poses to our democracy is more far-reaching than a car bomb or a missile. They represent the fear of change; the fear of people who look or speak or pray differently; a contempt for the rule of law that holds leaders accountable; an intolerance of dissent and free thought; a belief that the sword or the gun or the bomb or the propaganda machine is the ultimate arbiter of what's true and what's right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For White Americans, it means acknowledging that the effects of slavery and Jim Crow didn't suddenly vanish in the sixties, that when minority groups voice discontent, they're not just engaging in reverse racism or practicing political correctness. When they wage peaceful protest, they're not demanding special treatment, but the equal treatment that our Founders promised.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "No, no, no, no, no, the peaceful transfer of power from one freely elected President to the next. I committed to President-elect Trump that my administration would ensure the smoothest possible transition, just as President Bush did for me. Because it's up to all of us to make sure our Government can help us meet the many challenges we still face.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So regardless of the station that we occupy, we all have to try harder. We all have to start with the premise that each of our fellow citizens loves this country just as much as we do; that they value hard work and family just like we do; that their children are just as curious and hopeful and worthy of love as our own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But remember, none of this happens on its own. All of this depends on our participation; on each of us accepting the responsibility of citizenship, regardless of which way the pendulum of power happens to be swinging.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. May God continue to bless the United States of America. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Sometimes you'll win. Sometimes you'll lose. Presuming a reservoir of goodness in other people, that can be a risk, and there will be times when the process will disappoint you. But for those of us fortunate enough to have been a part of this work and to see it up close, let me tell you, it can energize and inspire. And more often than not, your faith in America, and in Americans, will be confirmed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The greatest blow to our confidence in our economy last year didn't come from events beyond our control. It came from a debate in Washington over whether the United States would pay its bills or not. Who benefited from that fiasco?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The state of our Union is getting stronger. And we've come too far to turn back now. As long as I'm President, I will work with anyone in this chamber to build on this momentum. But I intend to fight obstruction with action, and I will oppose any effort to return to the very same policies that brought on this economic crisis in the first place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Last year, they created the most jobs since 2005. American manufacturers are hiring again, creating jobs for the first time since the late 1990s. Together, we've agreed to cut the deficit by more than $2 trillion. And we've put in place new rules to hold Wall Street accountable, so a crisis like this never happens again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Some of what's broken has to do with the way Congress does its business these days. A simple majority is no longer enough to get anything -- even routine business -- passed through the Senate. Neither party has been blameless in these tactics. Now both parties should put an end to it. For starters, I ask the Senate to pass a simple rule that all judicial and public service nominations receive a simple up or down vote within 90 days.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I will not go back to the days when Wall Street was allowed to play by its own set of rules. The new rules we passed restore what should be any financial system's core purpose: Getting funding to entrepreneurs with the best ideas, and getting loans to responsible families who want to buy a home, or start a business, or send their kids to college.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In 2008, the house of cards collapsed. We learned that mortgages had been sold to people who couldn't afford or understand them. Banks had made huge bets and bonuses with other people's money. Regulators had looked the other way, or didn't have the authority to stop the bad behavior.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We should start with our tax code. Right now, companies get tax breaks for moving jobs and profits overseas. Meanwhile, companies that choose to stay in America get hit with one of the highest tax rates in the world. It makes no sense, and everyone knows it. So let's change it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Second, no American company should be able to avoid paying its fair share of taxes by moving jobs and profits overseas. From now on, every multinational company should have to pay a basic minimum tax. And every penny should go towards lowering taxes for companies that choose to stay here and hire here in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've subsidized oil companies for a century. That's long enough. It's time to end the taxpayer giveaways to an industry that rarely has been more profitable, and double-down on a clean energy industry that never has been more promising. Pass clean energy tax credits. Create these jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "No, we will not go back to an economy weakened by outsourcing, bad debt, and phony financial profits. Tonight, I want to speak about how we move forward, and lay out a blueprint for an economy that's built to last -- an economy built on American manufacturing, American energy, skills for American workers, and a renewal of American values.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The executive branch also needs to change. Too often, it's inefficient, outdated and remote. That's why I've asked this Congress to grant me the authority to consolidate the federal bureaucracy, so that our government is leaner, quicker, and more responsive to the needs of the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The two of them shared the optimism of a nation that had triumphed over a depression and fascism. They understood they were part of something larger; that they were contributing to a story of success that every American had a chance to share -- the basic American promise that if you worked hard, you could do well enough to raise a family, own a home, send your kids to college, and put a little away for retirement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, what's true for natural gas is just as true for clean energy. In three years, our partnership with the private sector has already positioned America to be the world's leading manufacturer of high-tech batteries. Because of federal investments, renewable energy use has nearly doubled, and thousands of Americans have jobs because of it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "First, if you're a business that wants to outsource jobs, you shouldn't get a tax deduction for doing it. That money should be used to cover moving expenses for companies like Master Lock that decide to bring jobs home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Do we want to keep these tax cuts for the wealthiest Americans? Or do we want to keep our investments in everything else -- like education and medical research; a strong military and care for our veterans? Because if we're serious about paying down our debt, we can't do both.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But with only 2 percent of the world's oil reserves, oil isn't enough. This country needs an all-out, all-of-the-above strategy that develops every available source of American energy. A strategy that's cleaner, cheaper, and full of new jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When Bryan Ritterby was laid off from his job making furniture, he said he worried that at 55, no one would give him a second chance. But he found work at Energetx, a wind turbine manufacturer in Michigan. Before the recession, the factory only made luxury yachts. Today, it's hiring workers like Bryan, who said, \"I'm proud to be working in the industry of the future.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The development of natural gas will create jobs and power trucks and factories that are cleaner and cheaper, proving that we don't have to choose between our environment and our economy. And by the way, it was public research dollars, over the course of 30 years, that helped develop the technologies to extract all this natural gas out of shale rock -- reminding us that government support is critical in helping businesses get new energy ideas off the ground.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As the tide of war recedes, a wave of change has washed across the Middle East and North Africa, from Tunis to Cairo; from Sana'a to Tripoli. A year ago, Qaddafi was one of the world's longest-serving dictators -- a murderer with American blood on his hands. Today, he is gone. And in Syria, I have no doubt that the Assad regime will soon discover that the forces of change cannot be reversed, and that human dignity cannot be denied.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And tonight, I'm asking my Attorney General to create a special unit of federal prosecutors and leading state attorney general to expand our investigations into the abusive lending and packaging of risky mortgages that led to the housing crisis. This new unit will hold accountable those who broke the law, speed assistance to homeowners, and help turn the page on an era of recklessness that hurt so many Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, a return to the American values of fair play and shared responsibility will help protect our people and our economy. But it should also guide us as we look to pay down our debt and invest in our future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Imagine what we could accomplish if we followed their example. Think about the America within our reach: A country that leads the world in educating its people. An America that attracts a new generation of high-tech manufacturing and high-paying jobs. A future where we're in control of our own energy, and our security and prosperity aren't so tied to unstable parts of the world. An economy built to last, where hard work pays off, and responsibility is rewarded.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Teachers matter. So instead of bashing them, or defending the status quo, let's offer schools a deal. Give them the resources to keep good teachers on the job, and reward the best ones. And in return, grant schools flexibility: to teach with creativity and passion; to stop teaching to the test; and to replace teachers who just aren't helping kids learn. That's a bargain worth making.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So my message is simple. It is time to stop rewarding businesses that ship jobs overseas, and start rewarding companies that create jobs right here in America. Send me these tax reforms, and I will sign them right away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, if you're an American manufacturer, you should get a bigger tax cut. If you're a high-tech manufacturer, we should double the tax deduction you get for making your products here. And if you want to relocate in a community that was hit hard when a factory left town, you should get help financing a new plant, equipment, or training for new workers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let's remember how we got here. Long before the recession, jobs and manufacturing began leaving our shores. Technology made businesses more efficient, but also made some jobs obsolete. Folks at the top saw their incomes rise like never before, but most hardworking Americans struggled with costs that were growing, paychecks that weren't, and personal debt that kept piling up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, I'm announcing the creation of a Trade Enforcement Unit that will be charged with investigating unfair trading practices in countries like China. There will be more inspections to prevent counterfeit or unsafe goods from crossing our borders. And this Congress should make sure that no foreign company has an advantage over American manufacturing when it comes to accessing financing or new markets like Russia. Our workers are the most productive on Earth, and if the playing field is level, I promise you -- America will always win.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It was wrong. It was irresponsible. And it plunged our economy into a crisis that put millions out of work, saddled us with more debt, and left innocent, hardworking Americans holding the bag. In the six months before I took office, we lost nearly 4 million jobs. And we lost another 4 million before our policies were in full effect.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "From this position of strength, we've begun to wind down the war in Afghanistan. Ten thousand of our troops have come home. Twenty-three thousand more will leave by the end of this summer. This transition to Afghan lead will continue, and we will build an enduring partnership with Afghanistan, so that it is never again a source of attacks against America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why I'm sending this Congress a plan that gives every responsible homeowner the chance to save about $3,000 a year on their mortgage, by refinancing at historically low rates. No more red tape. No more runaround from the banks. A small fee on the largest financial institutions will ensure that it won't add to the deficit and will give those banks that were rescued by taxpayers a chance to repay a deficit of trust.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're also making it easier for American businesses to sell products all over the world. Two years ago, I set a goal of doubling U. S. exports over five years. With the bipartisan trade agreements we signed into law, we're on track to meet that goal ahead of schedule. And soon, there will be millions of new customers for American goods in Panama, Colombia, and South Korea. Soon, there will be new cars on the streets of Seoul imported from Detroit, and Toledo, and Chicago.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Ending the Iraq war has allowed us to strike decisive blows against our enemies. From Pakistan to Yemen, the al Qaeda operatives who remain are scrambling, knowing that they can't escape the reach of the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With the bipartisan support of this Congress, we're providing new tax credits to companies that hire vets. Michelle and Jill Biden have worked with American businesses to secure a pledge of 135,000 jobs for veterans and their families. And tonight, I'm proposing a Veterans Jobs Corps that will help our communities hire veterans as cops and firefighters, so that America is as strong as those who defend her.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Which brings me back to where I began. Those of us who've been sent here to serve can learn a thing or two from the service of our troops. When you put on that uniform, it doesn't matter if you're black or white; Asian, Latino, Native American; conservative, liberal; rich, poor; gay, straight. When you're marching into battle, you look out for the person next to you, or the mission fails. When you're in the thick of the fight, you rise or fall as one unit, serving one nation, leaving no one behind.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I recognize that people watching tonight have differing views about taxes and debt, energy and health care. But no matter what party they belong to, I bet most Americans are thinking the same thing right about now: Nothing will get done in Washington this year, or next year, or maybe even the year after that, because Washington is broken.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The American people know what the right choice is. So do I. As I told the Speaker this summer, I'm prepared to make more reforms that rein in the long-term costs of Medicare and Medicaid, and strengthen Social Security, so long as those programs remain a guarantee of security for seniors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Jackie Bray is a single mom from North Carolina who was laid off from her job as a mechanic. Then Siemens opened a gas turbine factory in Charlotte, and formed a partnership with Central Piedmont Community College. The company helped the college design courses in laser and robotics training. It paid Jackie's tuition, then hired her to help operate their plant.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, it's not enough for us to increase student aid. We can't just keep subsidizing skyrocketing tuition; we'll run out of money. States also need to do their part, by making higher education a higher priority in their budgets. And colleges and universities have to do their part by working to keep costs down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But challenges remain. And we know how to solve them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We'll also establish a Financial Crimes Unit of highly trained investigators to crack down on large-scale fraud and protect people's investments. Some financial firms violate major anti-fraud laws because there's no real penalty for being a repeat offender. That's bad for consumers, and it's bad for the vast majority of bankers and financial service professionals who do the right thing. So pass legislation that makes the penalties for fraud count.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We bet on American workers. We bet on American ingenuity. And tonight, the American auto industry is back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There's never been a better time to build, especially since the construction industry was one of the hardest hit when the housing bubble burst. Of course, construction workers weren't the only ones who were hurt. So were millions of innocent Americans who've seen their home values decline. And while government can't fix the problem on its own, responsible homeowners shouldn't have to sit and wait for the housing market to hit bottom to get some relief.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And nowhere is the promise of innovation greater than in American-made energy. Over the last three years, we've opened millions of new acres for oil and gas exploration, and tonight, I'm directing my administration to open more than 75 percent of our potential offshore oil and gas resources. Right now -- right now -- American oil production is the highest that it's been in eight years. That's right -- eight years. Not only that -- last year, we relied less on foreign oil than in any of the past 16 years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want every American looking for work to have the same opportunity as Jackie did. Join me in a national commitment to train 2 million Americans with skills that will lead directly to a job. My administration has already lined up more companies that want to help. Model partnerships between businesses like Siemens and community colleges in places like Charlotte, and Orlando, and Louisville are up and running. Now you need to give more community colleges the resources they need to become community career centers -- places that teach people skills that businesses are looking for right now, from data management to high-tech manufacturing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When kids do graduate, the most daunting challenge can be the cost of college. At a time when Americans owe more in tuition debt than credit card debt, this Congress needs to stop the interest rates on student loans from doubling in July.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We can do this. I know we can, because we've done it before. At the end of World War II, when another generation of heroes returned home from combat, they built the strongest economy and middle class the world has ever known. My grandfather, a veteran of Patton's Army, got the chance to go to college on the GI Bill. My grandmother, who worked on a bomber assembly line, was part of a workforce that turned out the best products on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At a time when other countries are doubling down on education, tight budgets have forced states to lay off thousands of teachers. We know a good teacher can increase the lifetime income of a classroom by over $250,000. A great teacher can offer an escape from poverty to the child who dreams beyond his circumstance. Every person in this chamber can point to a teacher who changed the trajectory of their lives. Most teachers work tirelessly, with modest pay, sometimes digging into their own pocket for school supplies -- just to make a difference.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we have a huge opportunity, at this moment, to bring manufacturing back. But we have to seize it. Tonight, my message to business leaders is simple: Ask yourselves what you can do to bring jobs back to your country, and your country will do everything we can to help you succeed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment--a moment that will define a generation--it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control--and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart--not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land--a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So Americans understand the costs of war. Yet as a country, we will never tolerate our security being threatened, nor stand idly by when our people have been killed. We will be relentless in defense of our citizens and our friends and allies. We will be true to the values that make us who we are. And on nights like this one, we can say to those families who have lost loved ones to al Qaeda's terror: Justice has been done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, I called President Zardari, and my team has also spoken with their Pakistani counterparts. They agree that this is a good and historic day for both of our nations. And going forward, it is essential that Pakistan continue to join us in the fight against al Qaeda and its affiliates.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And tonight, let us think back to the sense of unity that prevailed on 9/11. I know that it has, at times, frayed. Yet today's achievement is a testament to the greatness of our country and the determination of the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We give thanks for the men who carried out this operation, for they exemplify the professionalism, patriotism, and unparalleled courage of those who serve our country. And they are part of a generation that has borne the heaviest share of the burden since that September day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, we give thanks to the countless intelligence and counterterrorism professionals who've worked tirelessly to achieve this outcome. The American people do not see their work, nor know their names. But tonight, they feel the satisfaction of their work and the result of their pursuit of justice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For over two decades, bin Laden has been al Qaeda's leader and symbol, and has continued to plot attacks against our country and our friends and allies. The death of bin Laden marks the most significant achievement to date in our nation's effort to defeat al Qaeda.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the last 10 years, thanks to the tireless and heroic work of our military and our counterterrorism professionals, we've made great strides in that effort. We've disrupted terrorist attacks and strengthened our homeland defense. In Afghanistan, we removed the Taliban government, which had given bin Laden and al Qaeda safe haven and support. And around the globe, we worked with our friends and allies to capture or kill scores of al Qaeda terrorists, including several who were a part of the 9/11 plot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "On September 11, 2001, in our time of grief, the American people came together. We offered our neighbors a hand, and we offered the wounded our blood. We reaffirmed our ties to each other, and our love of community and country. On that day, no matter where we came from, what God we prayed to, or what race or ethnicity we were, we were united as one American family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yet his death does not mark the end of our effort. There's no doubt that al Qaeda will continue to pursue attacks against us. We must -- and we will -- remain vigilant at home and abroad.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yet Osama bin Laden avoided capture and escaped across the Afghan border into Pakistan. Meanwhile, al Qaeda continued to operate from along that border and operate through its affiliates across the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Today, at my direction, the United States launched a targeted operation against that compound in Abbottabad, Pakistan. A small team of Americans carried out the operation with extraordinary courage and capability. No Americans were harmed. They took care to avoid civilian casualties. After a firefight, they killed Osama bin Laden and took custody of his body.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The American people did not choose this fight. It came to our shores, and started with the senseless slaughter of our citizens. After nearly 10 years of service, struggle, and sacrifice, we know well the costs of war. These efforts weigh on me every time I, as Commander-in-Chief, have to sign a letter to a family that has lost a loved one, or look into the eyes of a service member who's been gravely wounded.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We do a disservice to the cause of justice by intimating that bias and discrimination are immutable, that racial division is inherent to America. If you think nothing's changed in the past 50 years, ask somebody who lived through the Selma or Chicago or Los Angeles of the 1950s. Ask the female CEO who once might have been assigned to the secretarial pool if nothing's changed. Ask your gay friend if it's easier to be out and proud in America now than it was thirty years ago. To deny this progress, this hard-won progress -- our progress -- would be to rob us of our own agency, our own capacity, our responsibility to do what we can to make America better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are Sojourner Truth and Fannie Lou Hamer, women who could do as much as any man and then some. And we're Susan B. Anthony, who shook the system until the law reflected that truth. That is our character.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's the idea held by generations of citizens who believed that America is a constant work in progress; who believed that loving this country requires more than singing its praises or avoiding uncomfortable truths. It requires the occasional disruption, the willingness to speak out for what is right, to shake up the status quo. That's America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In time, their chorus would well up and reach President Johnson. And he would send them protection, and speak to the nation, echoing their call for America and the world to hear: \"We shall overcome.\" What enormous faith these men and women had. Faith in God, but also faith in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we commemorate their achievement, we are well-served to remember that at the time of the marches, many in power condemned rather than praised them. Back then, they were called Communists, or half-breeds, or outside agitators, sexual and moral degenerates, and worse -- they were called everything but the name their parents gave them. Their faith was questioned. Their lives were threatened. Their patriotism challenged.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Selma is such a place. In one afternoon 50 years ago, so much of our turbulent history -- the stain of slavery and anguish of civil war; the yoke of segregation and tyranny of Jim Crow; the death of four little girls in Birmingham; and the dream of a Baptist preacher -- all that history met on this bridge.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look at our history. We are Lewis and Clark and Sacajawea, pioneers who braved the unfamiliar, followed by a stampede of farmers and miners, and entrepreneurs and hucksters. That's our spirit. That's who we are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For everywhere in this country, there are first steps to be taken, there's new ground to cover, there are more bridges to be crossed. And it is you, the young and fearless at heart, the most diverse and educated generation in our history, who the nation is waiting to follow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Selma teaches us, as well, that action requires that we shed our cynicism. For when it comes to the pursuit of justice, we can afford neither complacency nor despair.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are the people Langston Hughes wrote of who \"build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how.\" We are the people Emerson wrote of, \"who for truth and honor's sake stand fast and suffer long;\" who are \"never tired, so long as we can see far enough.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, our democracy is not the task of Congress alone, or the courts alone, or even the President alone. If every new voter-suppression law was struck down today, we would still have, here in America, one of the lowest voting rates among free peoples. Fifty years ago, registering to vote here in Selma and much of the South meant guessing the number of jellybeans in a jar, the number of bubbles on a bar of soap. It meant risking your dignity, and sometimes, your life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And yet, what could be more American than what happened in this place? What could more profoundly vindicate the idea of America than plain and humble people -- unsung, the downtrodden, the dreamers not of high station, not born to wealth or privilege, not of one religious tradition but many, coming together to shape their country's course?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why Selma is not some outlier in the American experience. That's why it's not a museum or a static monument to behold from a distance. It is instead the manifestation of a creed written into our founding documents: \"We the People...in order to form a more perfect union.\" \"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "They saw that idea made real right here in Selma, Alabama. They saw that idea manifest itself here in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "May He bless those warriors of justice no longer with us, and bless the United States of America. Thank you, everybody.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With effort, we can roll back poverty and the roadblocks to opportunity. Americans don't accept a free ride for anybody, nor do we believe in equality of outcomes. But we do expect equal opportunity. And if we really mean it, if we're not just giving lip service to it, but if we really mean it and are willing to sacrifice for it, then, yes, we can make sure every child gets an education suitable to this new century, one that expands imaginations and lifts sights and gives those children the skills they need. We can make sure every person willing to work has the dignity of a job, and a fair wage, and a real voice, and sturdier rungs on that ladder into the middle class.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The American instinct that led these young men and women to pick up the torch and cross this bridge, that's the same instinct that moved patriots to choose revolution over tyranny. It's the same instinct that drew immigrants from across oceans and the Rio Grande; the same instinct that led women to reach for the ballot, workers to organize against an unjust status quo; the same instinct that led us to plant a flag at Iwo Jima and on the surface of the Moon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "They did as Scripture instructed: \"Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.\" And in the days to come, they went back again and again. When the trumpet call sounded for more to join, the people came -- black and white, young and old, Christian and Jew, waving the American flag and singing the same anthems full of faith and hope. A white newsman, Bill Plante, who covered the marches then and who is with us here today, quipped that the growing number of white people lowered the quality of the singing. To those who marched, though, those old gospel songs must have never sounded so sweet.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We know the march is not yet over. We know the race is not yet won. We know that reaching that blessed destination where we are judged, all of us, by the content of our character requires admitting as much, facing up to the truth. \"We are capable of bearing a great burden,\" James Baldwin once wrote, \"once we discover that the burden is reality and arrive where reality is.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As John noted, there are places and moments in America where this nation's destiny has been decided. Many are sites of war -- Concord and Lexington, Appomattox, Gettysburg. Others are sites that symbolize the daring of America's character -- Independence Hall and Seneca Falls, Kitty Hawk and Cape Canaveral.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because of campaigns like this, a Voting Rights Act was passed. Political and economic and social barriers came down. And the change these men and women wrought is visible here today in the presence of African Americans who run boardrooms, who sit on the bench, who serve in elected office from small towns to big cities; from the Congressional Black Caucus all the way to the Oval Office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is a rare honor in this life to follow one of your heroes. And John Lewis is one of my heroes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's what it means to love America. That's what it means to believe in America. That's what it means when we say America is exceptional.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We honor those who walked so we could run. We must run so our children soar. And we will not grow weary. For we believe in the power of an awesome God, and we believe in this country's sacred promise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because of what they did, the doors of opportunity swung open not just for black folks, but for every American. Women marched through those doors. Latinos marched through those doors. Asian Americans, gay Americans, Americans with disabilities -- they all came through those doors. Their endeavors gave the entire South the chance to rise again, not by reasserting the past, but by transcending the past.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're the immigrants who stowed away on ships to reach these shores, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free -- Holocaust survivors, Soviet defectors, the Lost Boys of Sudan. We're the hopeful strivers who cross the Rio Grande because we want our kids to know a better life. That's how we came to be.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And so the question then is, are we going to be able to put together a package that includes safe, secure nuclear power; that includes new technologies so that we can use coal -- which we have in abundance and is very cheap, but often is adding to our greenhouse gases -- can we find sequestration technologies that clean that up; can we identify opportunities to increase our oil and natural gas production in a way that is environmentally sustainable? And that should be part of a package with our development of clean energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's not the kind of certainty I think that the financial markets need. The kind of certainty they need is for us to go ahead and agree on a bipartisan effort to put some rules of the road in place so that consumers are protected in the financial markets; so that we don't have banks that are too big to fail; that we have ways of winding them down and protecting the overall system without taxpayer bailouts. That requires legislation. The sooner we can get that done, the better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And if not, then the next step is sanctions. They have made their choice so far, although the door is still open. And what we are going to be working on over the next several weeks is developing a significant regime of sanctions that will indicate to them how isolated they are from the international community as a whole.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I've got these goals. Now, we have a package, as we work through the differences between the House and the Senate, and we'll put it up on a Web site for all to see over a long period of time, that meets those criteria, meets those goals. But when I was in Baltimore talking to the House Republicans, they indicated, we can accomplish some of these goals at no cost. And I said, great, let me see it. And I have no interest in doing something that's more expensive and harder to accomplish if somebody else has an easier way to do it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You know, I think that on energy there should be a bipartisan agreement that we have to take a both/and approach rather than an either/or approach. What do I mean by that? I am very firm in my conviction that the country that leads the way in clean energy -- solar, wind, biodiesel, geothermal -- that country is going to win the race in the 21st century global economy. So we have to move in that direction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, my understanding is -- first of all, the House has moved forward a jobs package that has some good elements in it. My understanding is, is that there is bipartisan talks taking place as we speak on the Senate side about some elements of a package.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What I agree with is that the public has soured on the process that they saw over the last year. I think that actually contaminates how they view the substance of the bills. I think it is important for all of these issues to be aired so that people have confidence if we're moving forward on such a significant part of the economy as health care, that there is complete transparency and all of these issues have been adequately vetted and adequately debated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What is also true is that given our energy needs in order to continue economic growth, produce jobs, make sure our businesses are competitive around the world, that we're going to need some of the old, traditional energy sources as we're developing these new ones and ramping them up. So we can't overnight convert to an all-solar or an all-wind economy. That just can't happen. We're going to have needs in these traditional sources.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We also talked about restoring fiscal responsibility. There are few matters on which there is as much vigorous bipartisan agreement, at least in public, but unfortunately there's also a lot of partisan wrangling behind closed doors. This is what we know for sure: For us to solve this extraordinary problem that is so many years in the making, it's going to take the cooperation of both parties. It's not going to happen in any other way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I guess my answer would be this: The sooner the business community has a sense that we've got our act together here in Washington and can move forward on big, serious issues in a substantive way without a lot of posturing and partisan wrangling, I think the better off the entire country is going to be. I absolutely agree on that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The meeting did go well, and I appreciate them making the trek. We had a good and frank conversation and it's one that I hope we can continue on a more regular basis.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We want people to be able to get health care from their employers. But we also understand that you've got to fix the system so that people are able to get it at affordable rates and small businesses can afford to give their employees insurance at an affordable rate. And that's not happening right now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's looking better at this point. But that's not the rationale for people saying, I'm not hiring. Let me put it this way. Most small businesses right now, if they've got enough customers to make a profit and they can get the bank loans required to boost their payroll, boost their inventory, and sell to those customers, they will do so. Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, I don't have the authority as I understand it -- I can't simply issue an executive order lowering everybody's rates. If I could I would have done that already and saved myself a lot of grief on Capitol Hill. That's why reform is so important. That's why the status quo is unacceptable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm going to take two more. Let's see --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The same would be true when it comes to health care. A lot of CEOs I hear from will say, boy, we'd like you to get health care settled one way or another, but they will acknowledge that when they open up their latest invoice for their premiums and they find out that those premiums have gone up 20 percent or 25 percent, that's the kind of uncertainty that also tamps down business investment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, I think that the biggest uncertainty has been we just went through the worst recession since the Great Depression and people weren't sure whether the financial system was going to melt down and whether we were going to tip into a endless recession. So let's be clear about the sources of uncertainty in terms of business investment over the last several years: A huge contraction, trillions of dollars of losses in people's 401(k)s; people have a lot of debt coming out of the previous decade that they still haven't worked out; the housing market losing a whole bunch of value.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What I think is important is not to buy into this notion that is perpetrated by some of the business interests that got a stake in this who are fighting financial reform, for example, to say, boy, we'd be doing fine if we just didn't try to regulate the banks. That I think would be a mistake.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're seeing an increase in temporary workers, but they haven't yet taken on that full-time worker. And so providing some additional impetus to them, right as the economy is moving in a positive direction, I think can end up yielding some good results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We also talked about why this is so urgent. Just this week, there was a report that Anthem Blue Cross, which is the largest insurer in the largest state, California, is planning on raising premiums for many individual policyholders by as much as 39 percent. If we don't act, this is just a preview of coming attractions. Premiums will continue to rise for folks with insurance; millions more will lose their coverage altogether; our deficits will continue to grow larger. And we have an obligation -- both parties -- to tackle this issue in a serious way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I'm going to be starting from scratch in the sense that I will be open to any ideas that help promote these goals. What I will not do, what I don't think makes sense and I don't think the American people want to see, would be another year of partisan wrangling around these issues; another six months or eight months or nine months worth of hearings in every single committee in the House and the Senate in which there's a lot of posturing. Let's get the relevant parties together; let's put the best ideas on the table. My hope is that we can find enough overlap that we can say this is the right way to move forward, even if I don't get every single thing that I want.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That indicates to us that, despite their posturing that their nuclear power is only for civilian use, that they in fact continue to pursue a course that would lead to weaponization. And that is not acceptable to the international community, not just to the United States. So what we've said from the start was we're moving on dual tracks. If you want to accept the kinds of agreements with the international community that lead you down a path of being a member of good standing, then we welcome you. If not --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There are two ways of interpreting the issue of uncertainty. One way would be to say, well, you know what, we'll just go back to what we were doing before on, let's say, the financial markets. We won't have the regulations that we need; we won't make any changes in terms of \"too big to fail.\" That will provide certainty -- until the next financial crisis.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The most obvious attempt was when we gave them an offer that said we are going to provide the conversion of some of the low-enriched uranium that they already have into the isotopes that they need for their medical research and for hospitals that would serve up to a million Iranian citizens. They rejected it -- although one of the difficulties in dealing with Iran over the last several months is it's not always clear who's speaking on behalf of the government, and we get a lot of different, mixed signals. But what's clear is, is that they have not said yes to an agreement that Russia, China, Germany, France, Great Britain and the United States all said was a good deal, and that the director of the IAEA said was the right thing to do and that Iran should accept.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "One senator, as you all are aware, had put a hold on every single nominee that we had put forward due to a dispute over a couple of earmarks in his state. In our meeting, I asked the congressional leadership to put a stop to these holds in which nominees for critical jobs are denied a vote for months. Surely we can set aside partisanship and do what's traditionally been done to confirm these nominations. If the Senate does not act -- and I made this very clear -- if the Senate does not act to confirm these nominees, I will consider making several recess appointments during the upcoming recess, because we can't afford to allow politics to stand in the way of a well-functioning government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All right? Thank you, guys. That was pretty good, thanks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Iran is the only party to the NPT that cannot demonstrate the peaceful intentions of its nuclear program, and those actions have consequences. Through U. N. Security Council Resolution 1929, we made it clear that international law is not an empty promise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It falls to us to fulfill that promise. And though we will be met by dark forces that will test our resolve, Americans have always had cause to believe that we can choose a better history; that we need only to look outside the walls around us. For through the citizens of every conceivable ancestry who make this city their own, we see living proof that opportunity can be accessed by all, that what unites us as human beings is far greater than what divides us, and that people from every part of this world can live together in peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is our destiny to bear the burdens of the challenges that I've addressed -- recession and war and conflict. And there is always a sense of urgency -- even emergency -- that drives most of our foreign policies. Indeed, after millennia marked by wars, this very institution reflects the desire of human beings to create a forum to deal with emergencies that will inevitably come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we combat the spread of deadly weapons, we're also confronting the specter of climate change. After making historic investments in clean energy and efficiency at home, we helped forge an accord in Copenhagen that -- for the first time -- commits all major economies to reduce their emissions. We are keenly aware this is just a first step. And going forward, we will support a process in which all major economies meet our responsibilities to protect the planet while unleashing the power of clean energy to serve as an engine of growth and development.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In all parts of the world, we see the promise of innovation to make government more open and accountable. And now, we must build on that progress. And when we gather back here next year, we should bring specific commitments to promote transparency; to fight corruption; to energize civic engagement; to leverage new technologies so that we strengthen the foundations of freedom in our own countries, while living up to the ideals that can light the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There is no soil where this notion cannot take root, just as every democracy reflects the uniqueness of a nation. Later this fall, I will travel to Asia. And I will visit India, which peacefully threw off colonialism and established a thriving democracy of over a billion people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Mr. President, Mr. Secretary-General, my fellow delegates, ladies and gentlemen. It is a great honor to address this Assembly for the second time, nearly two years after my election as President of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Civil society is the conscience of our communities and America will always extend our engagement abroad with citizens beyond the halls of government. And we will call out those who suppress ideas and serve as a voice for those who are voiceless. We will promote new tools of communication so people are empowered to connect with one another and, in repressive societies, to do so with security. We will support a free and open Internet, so individuals have the information to make up their own minds. And it is time to embrace and effectively monitor norms that advance the rights of civil society and guarantee its expansion within and across borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now I recognize many are pessimistic about this process. The cynics say that Israelis and Palestinians are too distrustful of each other, and too divided internally, to forge lasting peace. Rejectionists on both sides will try to disrupt the process, with bitter words and with bombs and with gunfire. Some say that the gaps between the parties are too big; the potential for talks to break down is too great; and that after decades of failure, peace is simply not possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We know this is no ordinary time for our people. Each of us comes here with our own problems and priorities. But there are also challenges that we share in common as leaders and as nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'll continue to Indonesia, the world's largest Muslim-majority country, which binds together thousands of islands through the glue of representative government and civil society. I'll join the G20 meeting on the Korean Peninsula, which provides the world's clearest contrast between a society that is dynamic and open and free, and one that is imprisoned and closed. And I will conclude my trip in Japan, an ancient culture that found peace and extraordinary development through democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Earlier this year, 47 nations embraced a work-plan to secure all vulnerable nuclear materials within four years. We have joined with Russia to sign the most comprehensive arms control treaty in decades. We have reduced the role of nuclear weapons in our security strategy. And here, at the United Nations, we came together to strengthen the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America has also embraced unique responsibilities with come -- that come with our power. Since the rains came and the floodwaters rose in Pakistan, we have pledged our assistance, and we should all support the Pakistani people as they recover and rebuild. And when the earth shook and Haiti was devastated by loss, we joined a coalition of nations in response. Today, we honor those from the U. N. family who lost their lives in the earthquake, and commit ourselves to stand with the people of Haiti until they can stand on their own two feet.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are reforming our system of global finance, beginning with Wall Street reform here at home, so that a crisis like this never happens again. And we made the G20 the focal point for international coordination, because in a world where prosperity is more diffuse, we must broaden our circle of cooperation to include emerging economies -- economies from every corner of the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Human rights have never gone unchallenged -- not in any of our nations, and not in our world. Tyranny is still with us -- whether it manifests itself in the Taliban killing girls who try to go to school, a North Korean regime that enslaves its own people, or an armed group in Congo-Kinshasa that use rape as a weapon of war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Or, we can say that this time will be different -- that this time we will not let terror, or turbulence, or posturing, or petty politics stand in the way. This time, we will think not of ourselves, but of the young girl in Gaza who wants to have no ceiling on her dreams, or the young boy in Sderot who wants to sleep without the nightmare of rocket fire.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's time for every member state to open its elections to international monitors and increase the U. N. Democracy Fund. It's time to reinvigorate U. N. peacekeeping, so that missions have the resources necessary to succeed, and so atrocities like sexual violence are prevented and justice is enforced -- because neither dignity nor democracy can thrive without basic security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These words must now be followed by action and I believe that both leaders have the courage to do so. But the road that they have to travel is exceedingly difficult, which is why I call upon Israelis and Palestinians -- and the world -- to rally behind the goal that these leaders now share. We know that there will be tests along the way and that one test is fast approaching. Israel's settlement moratorium has made a difference on the ground and improved the atmosphere for talks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That belief will guide America's leadership in this 21st century. It is a belief that has seen us through more than two centuries of trial, and it will see us through the challenges we face today -- be it war or recession; conflict or division.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The same holds true for civil society. The arc of human progress has been shaped by individuals with the freedom to assemble and by organizations outside of government that insisted upon democratic change and by free media that held the powerful accountable. We have seen that from the South Africans who stood up to apartheid, to the Poles of Solidarity, to the mothers of the disappeared who spoke out against the Dirty War, to Americans who marched for the rights of all races, including my own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America is working to shape a world that fosters this openness, for the rot of a closed or corrupt economy must never eclipse the energy and innovation of human beings. All of us want the right to educate our children, to make a decent wage, to care for the sick, and to be carried as far as our dreams and our deeds will take us. But that depends upon economies that tap the power of our people, including the potential of women and girls. That means letting entrepreneurs start a business without paying a bribe and governments that support opportunity instead of stealing from their people. And that means rewarding hard work, instead of reckless risk-taking.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This institution can still play an indispensable role in the advance of human rights. It's time to welcome the efforts of U. N. Women to protect the rights of women around the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know many in this hall count themselves as friends of the Palestinians. But these pledges of friendship must now be supported by deeds. Those who have signed on to the Arab Peace Initiative should seize this opportunity to make it real by taking tangible steps towards the normalization that it promises Israel.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These are some of the challenges that my administration has confronted since we came into office. And today, I'd like to talk to you about what we've done over the last 20 months to meet these challenges; what our responsibility is to pursue peace in the Middle East; and what kind of world we are trying to build in this 21st century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As part of our effort on non-proliferation, I offered the Islamic Republic of Iran an extended hand last year, and underscored that it has both rights and responsibilities as a member of the international community. I also said -- in this hall -- that Iran must be held accountable if it failed to meet those responsibilities. And that is what we have done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As I said last year, each country will pursue a path rooted in the culture of its own people. Yet experience shows us that history is on the side of liberty; that the strongest foundation for human progress lies in open economies, open societies, and open governments. To put it simply, democracy, more than any other form of government, delivers for our citizens. And I believe that truth will only grow stronger in a world where the borders between nations are blurred.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There is no reason why Africa should not be an exporter of agriculture, which is why our food security initiative is empowering farmers. There is no reason why entrepreneurs shouldn't be able to build new markets in every society, which is why I hosted a summit on entrepreneurship earlier this spring, because the obligation of government is to empower individuals, not to impede them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Zach, I'm not going to -- I never want to make myself 100 percent clear with you guys. But I think it's fair to say that I made a deal for a certain budget, certain numbers. There's no reason why that deal needs to be reopened. It was a deal that Speaker Boehner made as well, and all the leadership made. And if the bill that arrives on my desk is reflective of the commitments that we've previously made, then obviously I would sign it because I want to make sure that we keep on doing what we need to do for the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The sequester are additional cuts on top of that. And by law, until Congress takes the sequester away, we'd have to abide by those additional cuts. But there's no reason why we should have another crisis by shutting the government down in addition to these arbitrary spending cuts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I just want to repeat, Julie, because I think it's very important to understand, it's not as if Democrats aren't being asked to do anything, either, to compromise. There are members of my party who violently disagree with the notion that we should do anything on Medicare. And I'm willing to say to them, I disagree with you, because I want to preserve Medicare for the long haul. And we're going to have some tough politics within my party to get this done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well Jessica, look, I'll just give you an example. The Department of Defense right now has to figure out how the children of military families are going to continue with their schooling over the next several months, because teachers at these Army bases are typically civilians. They are therefore subject to furlough, which means that they may not be able to teach one day a week.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And what's interesting is Speaker Boehner, just a couple months ago, identified these tax loopholes and tax breaks and said we should close them and raise revenue. So it's not as if it's not possible to do. They themselves have suggested that it's possible to do. And if they believe that in fact these tax loopholes and these tax breaks for the well-off and the well-connected aren't contributing to growth, aren't good for our economy, aren't particularly fair and can raise revenue, well, why don't we get started? Why don't we do that?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, I'd like to think I've still got some persuasive power left. Let me check. Look, the issue is not my persuasive power. The American people agree with my approach. They agree that we should have a balanced approach to deficit reduction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I guess my point is, Ari, that what I want to try to do is to make sure that we're constantly focused, that our true north is on how are we helping American families succeed. Deficit reduction is part of that agenda and an important part. But it's not the only part. And I don't want us to be paralyzed on everything just because we disagree on this one thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So what more do you think I should do? Okay, I just wanted to clarify. Because if people have a suggestion, I'm happy to -- this is a room full of smart folks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I think that the same evolution that I've gone through is an evolution that the country as a whole has gone through. And I think it is a profoundly positive thing. So that when the Supreme Court essentially called the question by taking this case about California's law, I didn't feel like that was something that this administration could avoid. I felt it was important for us to articulate what I believe and what this administration stands for.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But if Congress comes to its senses a week from now, a month from now, three months from now, then there's a lot of open running room there for us to grow our economy much more quickly and to advance the agenda of the American people dramatically. So this is a temporary stop on what I believe is the long-term, outstanding prospect for American growth and greatness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What I can do is I can make the best possible case for why we need to do the right thing. I can speak to the American people about the consequences of the decisions that Congress is making or the lack of decision-making by Congress. But, ultimately, it's a choice they make.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what doesn't make sense -- and the only thing that we've seen from Republicans so far in terms of proposals -- is to replace this set of arbitrary cuts with even worse arbitrary cuts. That's not going to help the economy. That's not going to help growth. That's not going to create jobs. And as a number of economists have noted, ironically, it doesn't even reduce our deficit in the smartest way possible or the fastest way possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I do know that there are Republicans in Congress who privately, at least, say that they would rather close tax loopholes than let these cuts go through. I know that there are Democrats who'd rather do smart entitlement reform than let these cuts go through. So there is a caucus of common sense up on Capitol Hill. It's just -- it's a silent group right now, and we want to make sure that their voices start getting heard.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Starting tomorrow, everybody here, all the folks who are cleaning the floors at the Capitol -- now that Congress has left, somebody is going to be vacuuming and cleaning those floors and throwing out the garbage -- they're going to have less pay. The janitors, the security guards, they just got a pay cut, and they've got to figure out how to manage that. That's real.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With respect to the budget and keeping the government open -- I'll try for our viewing audience to make sure that we're not talking in Washington gobbledygook. What's called the continuing resolution, which is essentially just an extension of last year's budget into this year's budget to make sure that basic government functions continue, I think it's the right thing to do to make sure that we don't have a government shutdown. And that's preventable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Good morning, everybody. As you know, I just met with leaders of both parties to discuss a way forward in light of the severe budget cuts that start to take effect today. I told them these cuts will hurt our economy. They will cost us jobs. And to set it right, both sides need to be willing to compromise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All of this will cause a ripple effect throughout our economy. Layoffs and pay cuts means that people have less money in their pockets, and that means that they have less money to spend at local businesses. That means lower profits. That means fewer hires. The longer these cuts remain in place, the greater the damage to our economy -- a slow grind that will intensify with each passing day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The question is can the American people help persuade their members of Congress to do the right thing, and I have a lot of confidence that over time, if the American people express their displeasure about how something is working, that eventually Congress responds. Sometimes there is a little gap between what the American people think and what Congress thinks. But eventually Congress catches up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I expect that we'll be able to manage around it. But if I'm a man or woman in uniform in Afghanistan right now, the notion that my spouse back home is having to worry about whether or not our kids are getting the best education possible, the notion that my school for my children on an Army base might be disrupted because Congress didn't act, that's an impact. Now, Mayor Bloomberg and others may not feel that impact. I suspect they won't. But that family will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And let's be clear. None of this is necessary. It's happening because of a choice that Republicans in Congress have made. They've allowed these cuts to happen because they refuse to budge on closing a single wasteful loophole to help reduce the deficit. As recently as yesterday, they decided to protect special interest tax breaks for the well-off and well-connected, and they think that that's apparently more important than protecting our military or middle-class families from the pain of these cuts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The Border Patrol agents who are out there in the hot sun, doing what Congress said they're supposed to be doing, finding out suddenly that they're getting a 10-percent pay cut and having to go home and explain that to their families, I don't think they feel like this is an exaggerated impact. So I guess it depends on where you sit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, what is absolutely true is that not everybody is going to feel it. Not everybody is going to feel it all at once. What is true is that the accumulation of those stories all across this country, folks who suddenly -- might have been working all their lives to get an education, just so that they can get that job and get out of welfare and they've got their kid in Head Start, and now, suddenly, that Head Start slot is gone and they're trying to figure out how am I going to keep my job, because I can't afford child care for my kid; some of the suppliers for those shipbuilders down in Virginia, where you've got some suppliers who are small businesses, this is all they do, and they may shut down those companies, and their employees are going to be laid off -- the accumulation of all of those stories of impact is going to make our economy weaker. It's going to mean less growth. It's going to mean hundreds of thousands of jobs lost.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We have a Budget Control Act, right? We agreed to a certain amount of money that was going to be spent each year, and certain funding levels for our military, our education system, and so forth. If we stick to that deal, then I will be supportive of us sticking to that deal. It's a deal that I made.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The problem that we have is a long-term problem in terms of our health care costs and programs like Medicare. And what I've said very specifically, very detailed is that I'm prepared to take on the problem where it exists -- on entitlements -- and do some things that my own party really doesn't like -- if it's part of a broader package of sensible deficit reduction. So the deal that I've put forward over the last two years, the deal that I put forward as recently as December is still on the table. I am prepared to do hard things and to push my Democratic friends to do hard things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And what we've done is we've put forward a basic principle, which is -- which applies to all equal protection cases. Whenever a particular group is being discriminated against, the Court asks the question, what's the rationale for this -- and it better be a good reason. And if you don't have a good reason, we're going to strike it down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what I can't do is ask middle-class families, ask seniors, ask students to bear the entire burden of deficit reduction when we know we've got a bunch of tax loopholes that are benefiting the well-off and the well-connected, aren't contributing to growth, aren't contributing to our economy. It's not fair. It's not right. The American people don't think it's fair and don't think it's right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, no, but I'm trying to clarify the question. What I'm suggesting is, I've put forward a plan that calls for serious spending cuts, serious entitlement reforms, goes right at the problem that is at the heart of our long-term deficit problem. I've offered negotiations around that kind of balanced approach. And so far, we've gotten rebuffed because what Speaker Boehner and the Republicans have said is, we cannot do any revenue, we can't do a dime's worth of revenue.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've also taken the fight to al Qaeda and their allies abroad. In Afghanistan, our troops have taken Taliban strongholds and trained Afghan security forces. Our purpose is clear: By preventing the Taliban from reestablishing a stranglehold over the Afghan people, we will deny al Qaeda the safe haven that served as a launching pad for 9/11.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So now is the time to act. Now is the time for both sides and both houses of Congress -- Democrats and Republicans -- to forge a principled compromise that gets the job done. If we make the hard choices now to rein in our deficits, we can make the investments we need to win the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That world has changed. And for many, the change has been painful. I've seen it in the shuttered windows of once booming factories, and the vacant storefronts on once busy Main Streets. I've heard it in the frustrations of Americans who've seen their paychecks dwindle or their jobs disappear -- proud men and women who feel like the rules have been changed in the middle of the game.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we have never measured progress by these yardsticks alone. We measure progress by the success of our people. By the jobs they can find and the quality of life those jobs offer. By the prospects of a small business owner who dreams of turning a good idea into a thriving enterprise. By the opportunities for a better life that we pass on to our children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That dream -- that American Dream -- is what drove the Allen Brothers to reinvent their roofing company for a new era. It's what drove those students at Forsyth Tech to learn a new skill and work towards the future. And that dream is the story of a small business owner named Brandon Fisher.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To put us on solid ground, we should also find a bipartisan solution to strengthen Social Security for future generations. We must do it without putting at risk current retirees, the most vulnerable, or people with disabilities; without slashing benefits for future generations; and without subjecting Americans' guaranteed retirement income to the whims of the stock market.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The bipartisan fiscal commission I created last year made this crystal clear. I don't agree with all their proposals, but they made important progress. And their conclusion is that the only way to tackle our deficit is to cut excessive spending wherever we find it -- in domestic spending, defense spending, health care spending, and spending through tax breaks and loopholes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "They're right. The rules have changed. In a single generation, revolutions in technology have transformed the way we live, work and do business. Steel mills that once needed 1,000 workers can now do the same work with 100. Today, just about any company can set up shop, hire workers, and sell their products wherever there's an Internet connection.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So tonight, I'm asking Democrats and Republicans to simplify the system. Get rid of the loopholes. Level the playing field. And use the savings to lower the corporate tax rate for the first time in 25 years -- without adding to our deficit. It can be done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And we saw that same desire to be free in Tunisia, where the will of the people proved more powerful than the writ of a dictator. And tonight, let us be clear: The United States of America stands with the people of Tunisia, and supports the democratic aspirations of all people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This March, I will travel to Brazil, Chile, and El Salvador to forge new alliances across the Americas. Around the globe, we're standing with those who take responsibility -- helping farmers grow more food, supporting doctors who care for the sick, and combating the corruption that can rot a society and rob people of opportunity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, as we speak, al Qaeda and their affiliates continue to plan attacks against us. Thanks to our intelligence and law enforcement professionals, we're disrupting plots and securing our cities and skies. And as extremists try to inspire acts of violence within our borders, we are responding with the strength of our communities, with respect for the rule of law, and with the conviction that American Muslims are a part of our American family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's the project the American people want us to work on. Together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We live and do business in the Information Age, but the last major reorganization of the government happened in the age of black-and-white TV. There are 12 different agencies that deal with exports. There are at least five different agencies that deal with housing policy. Then there's my favorite example: The Interior Department is in charge of salmon while they're in fresh water, but the Commerce Department handles them when they're in saltwater. I hear it gets even more complicated once they're smoked.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look to Iraq, where nearly 100,000 of our brave men and women have left with their heads held high. American combat patrols have ended, violence is down, and a new government has been formed. This year, our civilians will forge a lasting partnership with the Iraqi people, while we finish the job of bringing our troops out of Iraq. America's commitment has been kept. The Iraq war is coming to an end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We did that in December. Thanks to the tax cuts we passed, Americans' paychecks are a little bigger today. Every business can write off the full cost of new investments that they make this year. And these steps, taken by Democrats and Republicans, will grow the economy and add to the more than one million private sector jobs created last year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That dream is why I can stand here before you tonight. That dream is why a working-class kid from Scranton can sit behind me. That dream is why someone who began by sweeping the floors of his father's Cincinnati bar can preside as Speaker of the House in the greatest nation on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The idea of America endures. Our destiny remains our choice. And tonight, more than two centuries later, it's because of our people that our future is hopeful, our journey goes forward, and the state of our union is strong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, some countries don't have this problem. If the central government wants a railroad, they build a railroad, no matter how many homes get bulldozed. If they don't want a bad story in the newspaper, it doesn't get written.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In Pakistan, al Qaeda's leadership is under more pressure than at any point since 2001. Their leaders and operatives are being removed from the battlefield. Their safe havens are shrinking. And we've sent a message from the Afghan border to the Arabian Peninsula to all parts of the globe: We will not relent, we will not waver, and we will defeat you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "From the earliest days of our founding, America has been the story of ordinary people who dare to dream. That's how we win the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Maintaining our leadership in research and technology is crucial to America's success. But if we want to win the future -- if we want innovation to produce jobs in America and not overseas -- then we also have to win the race to educate our kids.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But Brandon thought his company could help. And so he designed a rescue that would come to be known as Plan B. His employees worked around the clock to manufacture the necessary drilling equipment. And Brandon left for Chile.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is just a part of how we're shaping a world that favors peace and prosperity. With our European allies, we revitalized NATO and increased our cooperation on everything from counterterrorism to missile defense. We've reset our relationship with Russia, strengthened Asian alliances, built new partnerships with nations like India.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our free enterprise system is what drives innovation. But because it's not always profitable for companies to invest in basic research, throughout our history, our government has provided cutting-edge scientists and inventors with the support that they need. That's what planted the seeds for the Internet. That's what helped make possible things like computer chips and GPS. Just think of all the good jobs -- from manufacturing to retail -- that have come from these breakthroughs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are part of the American family. We believe that in a country where every race and faith and point of view can be found, we are still bound together as one people; that we share common hopes and a common creed; that the dreams of a little girl in Tucson are not so different than those of our own children, and that they all deserve the chance to be fulfilled.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So tonight, I am proposing that starting this year, we freeze annual domestic spending for the next five years. Now, this would reduce the deficit by more than $400 billion over the next decade, and will bring discretionary spending to the lowest share of our economy since Dwight Eisenhower was President.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let's also remember that after parents, the biggest impact on a child's success comes from the man or woman at the front of the classroom. In South Korea, teachers are known as \"nation builders.\" Here in America, it's time we treated the people who educate our children with the same level of respect. We want to reward good teachers and stop making excuses for bad ones. And over the next 10 years, with so many baby boomers retiring from our classrooms, we want to prepare 100,000 new teachers in the fields of science and technology and engineering and math.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're a nation that says, \"I might not have a lot of money, but I have this great idea for a new company.\" \"I might not come from a family of college graduates, but I will be the first to get my degree.\" \"I might not know those people in trouble, but I think I can help them, and I need to try.\" \"I'm not sure how we'll reach that better place beyond the horizon, but I know we'll get there. I know we will.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, the education race doesn't end with a high school diploma. To compete, higher education must be within the reach of every American. That's why we've ended the unwarranted taxpayer subsidies that went to banks, and used the savings to make college affordable for millions of students. And this year, I ask Congress to go further, and make permanent our tuition tax credit -- worth $10,000 for four years of college. It's the right thing to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To help businesses sell more products abroad, we set a goal of doubling our exports by 2014 -- because the more we export, the more jobs we create here at home. Already, our exports are up. Recently, we signed agreements with India and China that will support more than 250,000 jobs here in the United States. And last month, we finalized a trade agreement with South Korea that will support at least 70,000 American jobs. This agreement has unprecedented support from business and labor, Democrats and Republicans -- and I ask this Congress to pass it as soon as possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, clean energy breakthroughs will only translate into clean energy jobs if businesses know there will be a market for what they're selling. So tonight, I challenge you to join me in setting a new goal: By 2035, 80 percent of America's electricity will come from clean energy sources.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is our generation's Sputnik moment. Two years ago, I said that we needed to reach a level of research and development we haven't seen since the height of the Space Race. And in a few weeks, I will be sending a budget to Congress that helps us meet that goal. We'll invest in biomedical research, information technology, and especially clean energy technology an investment that will strengthen our security, protect our planet, and create countless new jobs for our people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight I want to begin by congratulating the men and women of the 112th Congress, as well as your new Speaker, John Boehner. And as we mark this occasion, we're also mindful of the empty chair in this chamber, and we pray for the health of our colleague -- and our friend -- Gabby Giffords.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, before I took office, I made it clear that we would enforce our trade agreements, and that I would only sign deals that keep faith with American workers and promote American jobs. That's what we did with Korea, and that's what I intend to do as we pursue agreements with Panama and Colombia and continue our Asia Pacific and global trade talks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Within 25 years, our goal is to give 80 percent of Americans access to high-speed rail. This could allow you to go places in half the time it takes to travel by car. For some trips, it will be faster than flying -- without the pat-down. As we speak, routes in California and the Midwest are already underway.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This freeze will require painful cuts. Already, we've frozen the salaries of hardworking federal employees for the next two years. I've proposed cuts to things I care deeply about, like community action programs. The Secretary of Defense has also agreed to cut tens of billions of dollars in spending that he and his generals believe our military can do without.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We may have differences in policy, but we all believe in the rights enshrined in our Constitution. We may have different opinions, but we believe in the same promise that says this is a place where you can make it if you try. We may have different backgrounds, but we believe in the same dream that says this is a country where anything is possible. No matter who you are. No matter where you come from.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Half a century ago, when the Soviets beat us into space with the launch of a satellite called Sputnik, we had no idea how we would beat them to the moon. The science wasn't even there yet. NASA didn't exist. But after investing in better research and education, we didn't just surpass the Soviets; we unleashed a wave of innovation that created new industries and millions of new jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, by itself, this simple recognition won't usher in a new era of cooperation. What comes of this moment is up to us. What comes of this moment will be determined not by whether we can sit together tonight, but whether we can work together tomorrow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We must never forget that the things we've struggled for, and fought for, live in the hearts of people everywhere. And we must always remember that the Americans who have borne the greatest burden in this struggle are the men and women who serve our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm not willing to tell James Howard, a brain cancer patient from Texas, that his treatment might not be covered. I'm not willing to tell Jim Houser, a small business man from Oregon, that he has to go back to paying $5,000 more to cover his employees. As we speak, this law is making prescription drugs cheaper for seniors and giving uninsured students a chance to stay on their patients' -- parents' coverage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's no secret that those of us here tonight have had our differences over the last two years. The debates have been contentious; we have fought fiercely for our beliefs. And that's a good thing. That's what a robust democracy demands. That's what helps set us apart as a nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you, and may God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This means further reducing health care costs, including programs like Medicare and Medicaid, which are the single biggest contributor to our long-term deficit. The health insurance law we passed last year will slow these rising costs, which is part of the reason that nonpartisan economists have said that repealing the health care law would add a quarter of a trillion dollars to our deficit. Still, I'm willing to look at other ideas to bring down costs, including one that Republicans suggested last year -- medical malpractice reform to rein in frivolous lawsuits.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At stake right now is not who wins the next election -- after all, we just had an election. At stake is whether new jobs and industries take root in this country, or somewhere else. It's whether the hard work and industry of our people is rewarded. It's whether we sustain the leadership that has made America not just a place on a map, but the light to the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All these investments -- in innovation, education, and infrastructure -- will make America a better place to do business and create jobs. But to help our companies compete, we also have to knock down barriers that stand in the way of their success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In fact, the best thing we could do on taxes for all Americans is to simplify the individual tax code. This will be a tough job, but members of both parties have expressed an interest in doing this, and I am prepared to join them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, let us speak with one voice in reaffirming that our nation is united in support of our troops and their families. Let us serve them as well as they've served us -- by giving them the equipment they need, by providing them with the care and benefits that they have earned, and by enlisting our veterans in the great task of building our own nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So over the last two years, we've begun rebuilding for the 21st century, a project that has meant thousands of good jobs for the hard-hit construction industry. And tonight, I'm proposing that we redouble those efforts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are poised for progress. Two years after the worst recession most of us have ever known, the stock market has come roaring back. Corporate profits are up. The economy is growing again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So this is the next chapter that we can write together here at NASA. We will partner with industry. We will invest in cutting-edge research and technology. We will set far-reaching milestones and provide the resources to reach those milestones. And step by step, we will push the boundaries not only of where we can go but what we can do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And on a personal note, I have been part of that generation so inspired by the space program. 1961 was the year of my birth -- the year that Kennedy made his announcement. And one of my earliest memories is sitting on my grandfather's shoulders, waving a flag as astronauts arrived in Hawaii. For me, the space program has always captured an essential part of what it means to be an American -- reaching for new heights, stretching beyond what previously did not seem possible. And so, as President, I believe that space exploration is not a luxury, it's not an afterthought in America's quest for a brighter future -- it is an essential part of that quest.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And the question for us now is whether that was the beginning of something or the end of something. I choose to believe it was only the beginning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In addition, as part of this effort, we will build on the good work already done on the Orion crew capsule. I've directed Charlie Bolden to immediately begin developing a rescue vehicle using this technology, so we are not forced to rely on foreign providers if it becomes necessary to quickly bring our people home from the International Space Station. And this Orion effort will be part of the technological foundation for advanced spacecraft to be used in future deep space missions. In fact, Orion will be readied for flight right here in this room.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And we will extend the life of the International Space Station likely by more than five years, while actually using it for its intended purpose: conducting advanced research that can help improve the daily lives of people here on Earth, as well as testing and improving upon our capabilities in space. This includes technologies like more efficient life support systems that will help reduce the cost of future missions. And in order to reach the space station, we will work with a growing array of private companies competing to make getting to space easier and more affordable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In the years that have followed, the space race inspired a generation of scientists and innovators, including, I'm sure, many of you. It's contributed to immeasurable technological advances that have improved our health and well-being, from satellite navigation to water purification, from aerospace manufacturing to medical imaging. Although, I have to say, during a meeting right before I came out on stage somebody said, you know, it's more than just Tang -- and I had to point out I actually really like Tang. I thought that was very cool.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I recognize that some have said it is unfeasible or unwise to work with the private sector in this way. I disagree. The truth is, NASA has always relied on private industry to help design and build the vehicles that carry astronauts to space, from the Mercury capsule that carried John Glenn into orbit nearly 50 years ago, to the space shuttle Discovery currently orbiting overhead. By buying the services of space transportation -- rather than the vehicles themselves -- we can continue to ensure rigorous safety standards are met. But we will also accelerate the pace of innovations as companies -- from young startups to established leaders -- compete to design and build and launch new means of carrying people and materials out of our atmosphere.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But I want to repeat -- I want to repeat this: Critical to deep space exploration will be the development of breakthrough propulsion systems and other advanced technologies. So I'm challenging NASA to break through these barriers. And we'll give you the resources to break through these barriers. And I know you will, with ingenuity and intensity, because that's what you've always done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Fifty years after the creation of NASA, our goal is no longer just a destination to reach. Our goal is the capacity for people to work and learn and operate and live safely beyond the Earth for extended periods of time, ultimately in ways that are more sustainable and even indefinite. And in fulfilling this task, we will not only extend humanity's reach in space -- we will strengthen America's leadership here on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know there have been a number of questions raised about my administration's plan for space exploration, especially in this part of Florida where so many rely on NASA as a source of income as well as a source of pride and community. And these questions come at a time of transition, as the space shuttle nears its scheduled retirement after almost 30 years of service. And understandably, this adds to the worries of folks concerned not only about their own futures but about the future of the space program to which they've devoted their lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank Senator Bill Nelson and NASA Administrator Charlie Bolden for their extraordinary leadership. I want to recognize Dr. Buzz Aldrin as well, who's in the house. Four decades ago, Buzz became a legend. But in the four decades since he's also been one of America's leading visionaries and authorities on human space flight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Some have said, for instance, that this plan gives up our leadership in space by failing to produce plans within NASA to reach low Earth orbit, instead of relying on companies and other countries. But we will actually reach space faster and more often under this new plan, in ways that will help us improve our technological capacity and lower our costs, which are both essential for the long-term sustainability of space flight. In fact, through our plan, we'll be sending many more astronauts to space over the next decade.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I'll close by saying this. I know that some Americans have asked a question that's particularly apt on Tax Day: Why spend money on NASA at all? Why spend money solving problems in space when we don't lack for problems to solve here on the ground? And obviously our country is still reeling from the worst economic turmoil we've known in generations. We have massive structural deficits that have to be closed in the coming years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're going to modernize the Kennedy Space Center, creating jobs as we upgrade launch facilities. And there's potential for even more jobs as companies in Florida and across America compete to be part of a new space transportation industry. And some of those industry leaders are here today. This holds the promise of generating more than 10,000 jobs nationwide over the next few years. And many of these jobs will be created right here in Florida because this is an area primed to lead in this competition.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what I hope is, is that everybody will take a look at what we are planning, consider the details of what we've laid out, and see the merits as I've described them. The bottom line is nobody is more committed to manned space flight, to human exploration of space than I am. But we've got to do it in a smart way, and we can't just keep on doing the same old things that we've been doing and thinking that somehow is going to get us to where we want to go.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Finally, I want to say a few words about jobs. Suzanne pointed out to me that the last time I was here, I made a very clear promise that I would help in the transition into a new program to make sure that people who are already going through a tough time here in this region were helped. And despite some reports to the contrary, my plan will add more than 2,500 jobs along the Space Coast in the next two years compared to the plan under the previous administration. So I want to make that point.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, little more than 40 years ago, astronauts descended the nine-rung ladder of the lunar module called Eagle, and allowed their feet to touch the dusty surface of the Earth's only Moon. This was the culmination of a daring and perilous gambit -- of an endeavor that pushed the boundaries of our knowledge, of our technological prowess, of our very capacity as human beings to solve problems. It wasn't just the greatest achievement in NASA's history -- it was one of the greatest achievements in human history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, here's the good news: A comprehensive plan to achieve these reforms has already passed the House of Representatives. A Senate version is currently being debated, drawing on ideas from Democrats and Republicans. Both bills represent significant improvement on the flawed rules that we have in place today, despite the furious effort of industry lobbyists to shape this legislation to their special interests.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, this plan would enact the strongest consumer financial protections ever. And that's absolutely necessary because this financial crisis wasn't just the result of decisions made in the executive suites on Wall Street; it was also the result of decisions made around kitchen tables across America, by folks who took on mortgages and credit cards and auto loans. And while it's true that many Americans took on financial obligations that they knew or should have known they could not have afforded, millions of others were, frankly, duped. They were misled by deceptive terms and conditions, buried deep in the fine print.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But this is why we need a system to shut these firms down with the least amount of collateral damage to innocent people and innocent businesses. And from the start, I've insisted that the financial industry, not taxpayers, shoulder the costs in the event that a large financial company should falter. The goal is to make certain that taxpayers are never again on the hook because a firm is deemed \"too big to fail.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we've seen business as usual in Washington, but I believe we can and must put this kind of cynical politics aside. We've got to put an end to it. That's why I'm here today. That's why I'm here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And while a few companies made out like bandits by exploiting their customers, our entire economy was made more vulnerable. Millions of people have now lost their homes. Tens of millions more have lost value in their homes. Just about every sector of our economy has felt the pain, whether you're paving driveways in Arizona, or selling houses in Ohio, or you're doing home repairs in California, or you're using your home equity to start a small business in Florida.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is wonderful to be back in Cooper Union, where generations of leaders and citizens have come to defend their ideas and contest their differences. It's also good to be back in Lower Manhattan, a few blocks from Wall Street. It really is good to be back, because Wall Street is the heart of our nation's financial sector.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, first, the bill being considered in the Senate would create what we did not have before, and that is a way to protect the financial system and the broader economy and American taxpayers in the event that a large financial firm begins to fail. If there's a Lehmans or an AIG, how can we respond in a way that doesn't force taxpayers to pick up the tab or, alternatively, could bring down the whole system.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It was that failure of responsibility that I spoke about when I came to New York more than two years ago -- before the worst of the crisis had unfolded. It was back in 2007. And I take no satisfaction in noting that my comments then have largely been borne out by the events that followed. But I repeat what I said then because it is essential that we learn the lessons from this crisis so we don't doom ourselves to repeat it. And make no mistake, that is exactly what will happen if we allow this moment to pass -- and that's an outcome that is unacceptable to me and it's unacceptable to you, the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you so much. God bless you, and God bless the United States of America. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, one of the most significant contributors to this recession was a financial crisis as dire as any we've known in generations -- at least since the '30s. And that crisis was born of a failure of responsibility -- from Wall Street all the way to Washington -- that brought down many of the world's largest financial firms and nearly dragged our economy into a second Great Depression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why these reforms are designed to respect legitimate activities but prevent reckless risk taking. That's why we want to ensure that financial products like standardized derivatives are traded out in the open, in the full view of businesses, investors, and those charged with oversight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why, when this crisis began, crucial decisions about what would happen to some of the world's biggest companies -- companies employing tens of thousands of people and holding hundreds of billions of dollars in assets -- had to take place in hurried discussions in the middle of the night. And that's why, to save the entire economy from an even worse catastrophe, we had to deploy taxpayer dollars. Now, much of that money has now been paid back and my administration has proposed a fee to be paid by large financial firms to recover all the money, every dime, because the American people should never have been put in that position in the first place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And for those of you in the financial sector I'm sure that some of these lobbyists work for you and they're doing what they are being paid to do. But I'm here today specifically -- when I speak to the titans of industry here -- because I want to urge you to join us, instead of fighting us in this effort. I'm here because I believe that these reforms are, in the end, not only in the best interest of our country, but in the best interest of the financial sector. And I'm here to explain what reform will look like, and why it matters.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Number four, the last key component of reform. These Wall Street reforms will give shareholders new power in the financial system. They will get what we call a say on pay, a voice with respect to the salaries and bonuses awarded to top executives. And the SEC will have the authority to give shareholders more say in corporate elections, so that investors and pension holders have a stronger role in determining who manages the company in which they've placed their savings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In defense of freedom, we'll remain the anchor of strong alliances from the Americas to Africa; from Europe to Asia. In the Middle East, we will stand with citizens as they demand their universal rights, and support stable transitions to democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We know the process will be messy, and we cannot presume to dictate the course of change in countries like Egypt, but we can -- and will -- insist on respect for the fundamental rights of all people. We'll keep the pressure on a Syrian regime that has murdered its own people, and support opposition leaders that respect the rights of every Syrian. And we will stand steadfast with Israel in pursuit of security and a lasting peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Every dollar we invest in high-quality early childhood education can save more than seven dollars later on -- by boosting graduation rates, reducing teen pregnancy, even reducing violent crime. In states that make it a priority to educate our youngest children, like Georgia or Oklahoma, studies show students grow up more likely to read and do math at grade level, graduate high school, hold a job, form more stable families of their own. We know this works. So let's do what works and make sure none of our children start the race of life already behind. Let's give our kids that chance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Through tax credits, grants and better loans, we've made college more affordable for millions of students and families over the last few years. But taxpayers can't keep on subsidizing higher and higher and higher costs for higher education. Colleges must do their part to keep costs down, and it's our job to make sure that they do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Stronger families. Stronger communities. A stronger America. It is this kind of prosperity -- broad, shared, built on a thriving middle class -- that has always been the source of our progress at home. It's also the foundation of our power and influence throughout the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, thanks to the grit and determination of the American people, there is much progress to report. After a decade of grinding war, our brave men and women in uniform are coming home. After years of grueling recession, our businesses have created over six million new jobs. We buy more American cars than we have in five years, and less foreign oil than we have in 20. Our housing market is healing, our stock market is rebounding, and consumers, patients, and homeowners enjoy stronger protections than ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But now Congress must act as well, by passing legislation to give our government a greater capacity to secure our networks and deter attacks. This is something we should be able to get done on a bipartisan basis.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our actions will not prevent every senseless act of violence in this country. In fact, no laws, no initiatives, no administrative acts will perfectly solve all the challenges I've outlined tonight. But we were never sent here to be perfect. We were sent here to make what difference we can, to secure this nation, expand opportunity, uphold our ideals through the hard, often frustrating, but absolutely necessary work of self-government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Each of these proposals deserves a vote in Congress. Now, if you want to vote no, that's your choice. But these proposals deserve a vote. Because in the two months since Newtown, more than a thousand birthdays, graduations, anniversaries have been stolen from our lives by a bullet from a gun -- more than a thousand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In 2011, Congress passed a law saying that if both parties couldn't agree on a plan to reach our deficit goal, about a trillion dollars' worth of budget cuts would automatically go into effect this year. These sudden, harsh, arbitrary cuts would jeopardize our military readiness. They'd devastate priorities like education, and energy, and medical research. They would certainly slow our recovery, and cost us hundreds of thousands of jobs. That's why Democrats, Republicans, business leaders, and economists have already said that these cuts, known here in Washington as the sequester, are a really bad idea.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, some in Congress have proposed preventing only the defense cuts by making even bigger cuts to things like education and job training, Medicare and Social Security benefits. That idea is even worse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Fifty-one years ago, John F. Kennedy declared to this chamber that \"the Constitution makes us not rivals for power but partners for progress.\" \"It is my task,\" he said, \"to report the State of the Union -- to improve it is the task of us all.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now is our best chance for bipartisan, comprehensive tax reform that encourages job creation and helps bring down the deficit. We can get this done. The American people deserve a tax code that helps small businesses spend less time filling out complicated forms, and more time expanding and hiring -- a tax code that ensures billionaires with high-powered accountants can't work the system and pay a lower rate than their hardworking secretaries; a tax code that lowers incentives to move jobs overseas, and lowers tax rates for businesses and manufacturers that are creating jobs right here in the United States of America. That's what tax reform can deliver. That's what we can do together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we can't ask senior citizens and working families to shoulder the entire burden of deficit reduction while asking nothing more from the wealthiest and the most powerful. We won't grow the middle class simply by shifting the cost of health care or college onto families that are already struggling, or by forcing communities to lay off more teachers and more cops and more firefighters. Most Americans -- Democrats, Republicans, and independents -- understand that we can't just cut our way to prosperity. They know that broad-based economic growth requires a balanced approach to deficit reduction, with spending cuts and revenue, and with everybody doing their fair share. And that's the approach I offer tonight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, even with better high schools, most young people will need some higher education. It's a simple fact the more education you've got, the more likely you are to have a good job and work your way into the middle class. But today, skyrocketing costs price too many young people out of a higher education, or saddle them with unsustainable debt.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You see, America must remain a beacon to all who seek freedom during this period of historic change. I saw the power of hope last year in Rangoon, in Burma, when Aung San Suu Kyi welcomed an American President into the home where she had been imprisoned for years; when thousands of Burmese lined the streets, waving American flags, including a man who said, \"There is justice and law in the United States. I want our country to be like that.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes, the biggest driver of our long-term debt is the rising cost of health care for an aging population. And those of us who care deeply about programs like Medicare must embrace the need for modest reforms -- otherwise, our retirement programs will crowd out the investments we need for our children, and jeopardize the promise of a secure retirement for future generations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you, and God bless these United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will keep faith with our veterans, investing in world-class care, including mental health care, for our wounded warriors supporting our military families; giving our veterans the benefits and education and job opportunities that they have earned. And I want to thank my wife, Michelle, and Dr. Jill Biden for their continued dedication to serving our military families as well as they have served us. Thank you, honey. Thank you, Jill.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let's agree right here, right now to keep the people's government open, and pay our bills on time, and always uphold the full faith and credit of the United States of America. The American people have worked too hard, for too long, rebuilding from one crisis to see their elected officials cause another.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In fact, much of our new-found energy is drawn from lands and waters that we, the public, own together. So tonight, I propose we use some of our oil and gas revenues to fund an Energy Security Trust that will drive new research and technology to shift our cars and trucks off oil for good. If a nonpartisan coalition of CEOs and retired generals and admirals can get behind this idea, then so can we. Let's take their advice and free our families and businesses from the painful spikes in gas prices we've put up with for far too long.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the good news is we can make meaningful progress on this issue while driving strong economic growth. I urge this Congress to get together, pursue a bipartisan, market-based solution to climate change, like the one John McCain and Joe Lieberman worked on together a few years ago. But if Congress won't act soon to protect future generations, I will. I will direct my Cabinet to come up with executive actions we can take, now and in the future, to reduce pollution, prepare our communities for the consequences of climate change, and speed the transition to more sustainable sources of energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let's also make sure that a high school diploma puts our kids on a path to a good job. Right now, countries like Germany focus on graduating their high school students with the equivalent of a technical degree from one of our community colleges. So those German kids, they're ready for a job when they graduate high school. They've been trained for the jobs that are there. Now at schools like P-Tech in Brooklyn, a collaboration between New York Public Schools and City University of New York and IBM, students will graduate with a high school diploma and an associate's degree in computers or engineering.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Defending our freedom, though, is not just the job of our military alone. We must all do our part to make sure our God-given rights are protected here at home. That includes one of the most fundamental right of a democracy: the right to vote. When any American, no matter where they live or what their party, are denied that right because they can't afford to wait for five or six or seven hours just to cast their ballot, we are betraying our ideals.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we gather here knowing that there are millions of Americans whose hard work and dedication have not yet been rewarded. Our economy is adding jobs -- but too many people still can't find full-time employment. Corporate profits have skyrocketed to all-time highs -- but for more than a decade, wages and incomes have barely budged.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We'll give new tax credits to businesses that hire and invest. And we'll work to strengthen families by removing the financial deterrents to marriage for low-income couples, and do more to encourage fatherhood -- because what makes you a man isn't the ability to conceive a child; it's having the courage to raise one. And we want to encourage that. We want to help that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, our challenges don't end with al Qaeda. America will continue to lead the effort to prevent the spread of the world's most dangerous weapons. The regime in North Korea must know they will only achieve security and prosperity by meeting their international obligations. Provocations of the sort we saw last night will only further isolate them, as we stand by our allies, strengthen our own missile defense and lead the world in taking firm action in response to these threats.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So tonight, I'm announcing a nonpartisan commission to improve the voting experience in America. And it definitely needs improvement. I'm asking two long-time experts in the field -- who, by the way, recently served as the top attorneys for my campaign and for Governor Romney's campaign -- to lead it. We can fix this, and we will. The American people demand it, and so does our democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So tonight, I ask Congress to change the Higher Education Act so that affordability and value are included in determining which colleges receive certain types of federal aid. And tomorrow, my administration will release a new \"College Scorecard\" that parents and students can use to compare schools based on a simple criteria -- where you can get the most bang for your educational buck.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But even with mortgage rates near a 50-year low, too many families with solid credit who want to buy a home are being rejected. Too many families who never missed a payment and want to refinance are being told no. That's holding our entire economy back. We need to fix it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now we need to finish the job. And the question is, how?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, we stand united in saluting the troops and civilians who sacrifice every day to protect us. Because of them, we can say with confidence that America will complete its mission in Afghanistan and achieve our objective of defeating the core of al Qaeda.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, let's declare that in the wealthiest nation on Earth, no one who works full-time should have to live in poverty, and raise the federal minimum wage to $9.00 an hour. We should be able to get that done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, let's also recognize that there are communities in this country where no matter how hard you work, it is virtually impossible to get ahead. Factory towns decimated from years of plants packing up. Inescapable pockets of poverty, urban and rural, where young adults are still fighting for their first job. America is not a place where the chance of birth or circumstance should decide our destiny. And that's why we need to build new ladders of opportunity into the middle class for all who are willing to climb them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm also issuing a new goal for America: Let's cut in half the energy wasted by our homes and businesses over the next 20 years. We'll work with the states to do it. Those states with the best ideas to create jobs and lower energy bills by constructing more efficient buildings will receive federal support to help make that happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our first priority is making America a magnet for new jobs and manufacturing. After shedding jobs for more than 10 years, our manufacturers have added about 500,000 jobs over the past three. Caterpillar is bringing jobs back from Japan. Ford is bringing jobs back from Mexico. And this year, Apple will start making Macs in America again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We should follow the example of a New York City nurse named Menchu Sanchez. When Hurricane Sandy plunged her hospital into darkness, she wasn't thinking about how her own home was faring. Her mind was on the 20 precious newborns in her care and the rescue plan she devised that kept them all safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We have to tell Congress it's time to crack down on gun trafficking so that folks will think twice before buying a gun as part of a scheme to arm someone who won't pass a background check. Let's get that done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If there is even one thing we can do to protect our kids, don't we have an obligation to try? If there is even one step we can take to keep somebody from murdering dozens of innocents in the span of minutes, shouldn't we be taking that step? If there is just one thing we can do to keep one father from having to bury his child, isn't that worth fighting for?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So Connecticut has shown the way. And now is the time for Congress to do the same. Now is the time for Congress to do the same. This week is the time for Congress to do the same.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And when he said that, I thought about the mom I met from suburban Chicago whose son was killed in a random shooting. And this mom told me, I hate it when people tell me that my son was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was on his way to school. He was exactly where he was supposed to be. He was in the right place at the right time, and he still got shot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know that some of these proposals inspire more debate than others, but each of them has the support of the majority of the American people. All of them are common sense. All of them deserve a vote. All of them deserve a vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And if we do, if we come together and raise our voices together and demand this change together, I'm convinced cooperation and common sense will prevail. We will find sensible, intelligent ways to make this country stronger and safer for our children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I love you back. I do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And last week, here in Connecticut, your elected leaders responded. The Connecticut legislature, led by many of the legislators here today, passed new measures to protect more of our children and our communities from gun violence. And Governor Malloy signed that legislation into law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And if you believe that, I'm asking you to stand up. If you believe in the right to bears arms, like I do, but think we should prevent an irresponsible few from inflicting harm -- stand up. Stand up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank Governor Malloy for his leadership. Very proud of him. I want to thank the University of Hartford for hosting us this afternoon. Thank you, Hawks. And I want to thank the people of Connecticut for everything you've done to honor the memories of the victims because you're part of their family as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So every family in this state was shaken by the tragedy of that morning. Every family in this country was shaken. We hugged our kids more tightly. We asked what could we do, as a society, to help prevent a tragedy like that from happening again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've got stacks of letters from gun owners who want me to know that they care passionately about their right to bear arms, don't want them infringed upon, and I appreciate every one of those letters. I've learned from them. But a lot of those letters, what they've also said is they're not just gun owners; they're also parents or police officers or veterans, and they agree that we can't stand by and keep letting these tragedies happen; that with our rights come some responsibilities and obligations to our communities and ourselves, and most of all to our children. We can't just think about \"us\" -- we've got to think about \"we, the people.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I want to be clear. You, the families of Newtown, people across Connecticut, you helped make that happen. Your voices, your determination made that happen. Obviously, the elected leaders did an extraordinary job moving it forward, but it couldn't have happened if they weren't hearing from people in their respective districts, people all across the state. That's the power of your voice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When I said in my State of the Union address that these proposals deserve a vote -- that families of Newtown, and Aurora, and Tucson, and a former member of Congress, Gabby Giffords, that they all deserved a vote -- virtually every member of that chamber stood up and applauded. And now they're going to start denying your families a vote when the cameras are off and when the lobbyists have worked what they do? You deserve better than that. You deserve a vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we know that background checks can work. But the problem is loopholes in the current law let so many people avoid background checks altogether. That's not safe. It doesn't make sense. If you're a law-abiding citizen and you go through a background check to buy a gun, wouldn't you expect other people to play by the same rules?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And, by the way, Connecticut is not alone. In the past few months, New York, Colorado, Maryland have all passed new, common-sense gun safety reforms as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I'm asking everyone listening today, find out where your member of Congress stands on this. If they're not part of the 90 percent of Americans who agree on background checks, then ask them, why not? Why wouldn't you want to make it easier for law enforcement to do their job? Why wouldn't you want to make it harder for a dangerous person to get his or her hands on a gun? What's more important to you: our children, or an A-grade from the gun lobby?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So if we're going to move forward, we can't just talk past one another. We've got to listen to one another. That's what Governor Malloy and all these legislative leaders did. That's why they were able to pass bipartisan legislation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As soon as this week, Congress will begin debating these common-sense proposals to reduce gun violence. Your senators, Dick Blumenthal and Chris Murphy -- they're here your Representatives, John Larson, Rosa DeLauro, Elizabeth Esty, Jim Hines, Joe Courtney, they are all pushing to pass this legislation. But much of Congress is going to only act if they hear from you, the American people. So here's what we have to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, back in January, just a few months after the tragedy in Newtown, I announced a series of executive actions to reduce gun violence and keep our kids safe. And I put forward common-sense proposals -- much like those that passed here in Connecticut -- for Congress to consider. And you'll remember in my State of the Union address, I urged Congress to give those proposals a vote. And that moment is now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We can't forget. Your families still grieve in ways most of us can't comprehend. But so many of you have used that grief to make a difference -- not just to honor your own children, but to protect the lives of all of our children. So many of you have mobilized, and organized, and petitioned your elected officials \"with love and logic,\" as Nicole put it -- as citizens determined to right something gone wrong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To Democrats, I would remind you that we still have the largest majority in decades and the people expect us to solve problems, not run for the hills. And if the Republican leadership is going to insist that 60 votes in the Senate are required to do any business at all in this town--a supermajority--then the responsibility to govern is now yours as well. Just saying no to everything may be good short-term politics, but it's not leadership. We were sent here to serve our citizens, not our ambitions. So let's show the American people that we can do it together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm also calling on Congress to continue down the path of earmark reform, Democrats and Republicans--Democrats and Republicans. Look, you've trimmed some of this spending, you've embraced some meaningful change, but restoring the public trust demands more. For example, some Members of Congress post some earmark requests online. Tonight I'm calling on Congress to publish all earmark requests on a single web site before there's a vote so that the American people can see how their money is being spent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Starting in 2011, we are prepared to freeze Government spending for 3 years. Spending related to our national security, Medicare, Medicaid, and Social Security will not be affected. But all other discretionary Government programs will. Like any cash-strapped family, we will work within a budget to invest in what we need and sacrifice what we don't. And if I have to enforce this discipline by veto, I will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Those of us in public office can respond to this reality by playing it safe and avoid telling hard truths and pointing fingers. We can do what's necessary to keep our poll numbers high and get through the next election, instead of doing what's best for the next generation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We should put more Americans to work building clean energy facilities and give rebates to Americans who make their homes more energy efficient, which supports clean energy jobs. And to encourage these and other businesses to stay within our borders, it is time to finally slash the tax breaks for companies that ship our jobs overseas and give those tax breaks to companies that create jobs right here in the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we have for over 60 years, America takes these actions because our destiny is connected to those beyond our shores. But we also do it because it is right. That's why, as we meet here tonight, over 10,000 Americans are working with many nations to help the people of Haiti recover and rebuild. That's why we stand with the girl who yearns to go to school in Afghanistan, why we support the human rights of the women marching through the streets of Iran, why we advocate for the young man denied a job by corruption in Guinea. For America must always stand on the side of freedom and human dignity--always.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "After nearly a century of trying--Democratic administrations, Republican administrations--we are closer than ever to bringing more security to the lives of so many Americans. The approach we've taken would protect every American from the worst practices of the insurance industry. It would give small businesses and uninsured Americans a chance to choose an affordable health care plan in a competitive market. It would require every insurance plan to cover preventive care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're going to crackdown on violations of equal pay laws so that women get equal pay for an equal day's work. And we should continue the work of fixing our broken immigration system, to secure our borders and enforce our laws and ensure that everyone who plays by the rules can contribute to our economy and enrich our Nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Abroad, America's greatest source of strength has always been our ideals. The same is true at home. We find unity in our incredible diversity, drawing on the promise enshrined in our Constitution: The notion that we're all created equal; that no matter who you are or what you look like, if you abide by the law, you should be protected by it; if you adhere to our common values, you should be treated no different than anyone else.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, we need to export more of our goods, because the more products we make and sell to other countries, the more jobs we support right here in America. So tonight we set a new goal: We will double our exports over the next 5 years, an increase that will support 2 million jobs in America. To help meet this goal, we're launching a National Export Initiative that will help farmers and small businesses increase their exports and reform export controls consistent with national security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At the beginning of the last decade, the year 2000, America had a budget surplus of over $200 billion. By the time I took office, we had a 1-year deficit of over $1 trillion and projected deficits of $8 trillion over the next decade. Most of this was the result of not paying for two wars, two tax cuts, and an expensive prescription drug program. On top of that, the effects of the recession put a $3 trillion hole in our budget. All this was before I walked in the door.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I supported the last administration's efforts to create the financial rescue program. And when we took that program over, we made it more transparent and more accountable. And as a result, the markets are now stabilized, and we've recovered most of the money we spent on the banks--most but not all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We must continually renew this promise. My administration has a Civil Rights Division that is once again prosecuting civil rights violations and employment discrimination. We finally strengthened our laws to protect against crimes driven by hate. This year, I will work with Congress and our military to finally repeal the law that denies gay Americans the right to serve the country they love because of who they are. It's the right thing to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As a result, millions of Americans had more to spend on gas and food and other necessities, all of which helped businesses keep more workers. And we haven't raised income taxes by a single dime on a single person--not a single dime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To recover the rest, I've proposed a fee on the biggest banks. Now, I know Wall Street isn't keen on this idea. But if these firms can afford to hand out big bonuses again, they can afford a modest fee to pay back the taxpayers who rescued them in their time of need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know there have been questions about whether we can afford such changes in a tough economy. I know that there are those who disagree with the overwhelming scientific evidence on climate change. But here's the thing: Even if you doubt the evidence, providing incentives for energy efficiency and clean energy are the right thing to do for our future, because the nation that leads the clean energy economy will be the nation that leads the global economy. And America must be that nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight all of our men and women in uniform, in Iraq, in Afghanistan, and around the world, they have to know that we--that they have our respect, our gratitude, our full support. And just as they must have the resources they need in war, we all have a responsibility to support them when they come home. That's why we made the largest increase in investments for veterans in decades last year. That's why we're building a 21st century VA. And that's why Michelle has joined with Jill Biden to forge a national commitment to support military families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, to do that, we have to recognize that we face more than a deficit of dollars right now. We face a deficit of trust, deep and corrosive doubts about how Washington works that have been growing for years. To close that credibility gap, we have to take action on both ends of Pennsylvania Avenue to end the outsized influence of lobbyists, to do our work openly, to give our people the Government they deserve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we face big and difficult challenges. And what the American people hope, what they deserve, is for all of us, Democrats and Republicans, to work through our differences, to overcome the numbing weight of our politics. For while the people who sent us here have different backgrounds, different stories, different beliefs, the anxieties they face are the same. The aspirations they hold are shared: a job that pays the bills; a chance to get ahead; most of all, the ability to give their children a better life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But when I ran for President, I promised I wouldn't just do what was popular; I would do what was necessary. And if we had allowed the meltdown of the financial system, unemployment might be double what it is today. More businesses would certainly have closed. More homes would have surely been lost.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And in Afghanistan, we're increasing our troops and training Afghan security forces so they can begin to take the lead in July of 2011 and our troops can begin to come home. We will reward good governance, work to reduce corruption, and support the rights of all Afghans, men and women alike. We're joined by allies and partners who have increased their own commitments and who will come together tomorrow in London to reaffirm our common purpose. There will be difficult days ahead, but I am absolutely confident we will succeed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what frustrates the American people is a Washington where every day is Election Day. We can't wage a perpetual campaign where the only goal is to see who can get the most embarrassing headlines about the other side, a belief that if you lose, I win. Neither party should delay or obstruct every single bill just because they can. The confirmation of--I'm speaking to both parties now. The confirmation of well-qualified public servants shouldn't be held hostage to the pet projects or grudges of a few individual Senators.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will continue to go through the budget, line by line, page by page, to eliminate programs that we can't afford and don't work. We've already identified $20 billion in savings for next year. To help working families, we'll extend our middle class tax cuts. But at a time of record deficits, we will not continue tax cuts for oil companies, for investment fund managers, and for those making over $250,000 a year. We just can't afford it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Still, in this economy, a high school diploma no longer guarantees a good job. That's why I urge the Senate to follow the House and pass a bill that will revitalize our community colleges, which are a career pathway to the children of so many working families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With all due deference to separation of powers, last week, the Supreme Court reversed a century of law that I believe will open the floodgates for special interests, including foreign corporations, to spend without limit in our elections. I don't think American elections should be bankrolled by America's most powerful interests, or worse, by foreign entities. They should be decided by the American people. And I'd urge Democrats and Republicans to pass a bill that helps correct some of these problems.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our approach would preserve the right of Americans who have insurance to keep their doctor and their plan. It would reduce costs and premiums for millions of families and businesses. And according to the Congressional Budget Office, the independent organization that both parties have cited as the official scorekeeper for Congress, our approach would bring down the deficit by as much as $1 trillion over the next two decades.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Still, this is a complex issue, and the longer it was debated, the more skeptical people became. I take my share of the blame for not explaining it more clearly to the American people. And I know that with all the lobbying and horse-trading, the process left most Americans wondering, \"What's in it for me?\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Rather than fight the same tired battles that have dominated Washington for decades, it's time to try something new. Let's invest in our people without leaving them a mountain of debt. Let's meet our responsibility to the citizens who sent us here. Let's try common sense--a novel concept.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And you know what else they share? They share a stubborn resilience in the face of adversity. After one of the most difficult years in our history, they remain busy building cars and teaching kids, starting businesses and going back to school. They're coaching Little League and helping their neighbors. One woman wrote to me and said, \"We are strained but hopeful, struggling but encouraged.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And it is precisely to relieve the burden on middle class families that we still need health insurance reform. Yes, we do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we take the fight to Al Qaida, we are responsibly leaving Iraq to its people. As a candidate, I promised that I would end this war, and that is what I am doing as President. We will have all of our combat troops out of Iraq by the end of this August. We will support the Iraqi Government as they hold elections, and we will continue to partner with the Iraqi people to promote regional peace and prosperity. But make no mistake: This war is ending, and all of our troops are coming home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know that some in my own party will argue that we can't address the deficit or freeze Government spending when so many are still hurting. And I agree, which is why this freeze won't take effect until next year, when the economy is stronger. That's how budgeting works. But understand, if we don't take meaningful steps to rein in our debt, it could damage our markets, increase the cost of borrowing, and jeopardize our recovery, all of which would have an even worse effect on our job growth and family incomes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To make college more affordable, this bill will finally end the unwarranted taxpayer subsidies that go to banks for student loans. Instead, let's take that money and give families a $10,000 tax credit for 4 years of college and increase Pell grants. And let's tell another 1 million students that when they graduate, they will be required to pay only 10 percent of their income on student loans and all of their debt will be forgiven after 20 years--and forgiven after 10 years if they choose a career in public service, because in the United States of America, no one should go broke because they chose to go to college. And by the way, it's time for colleges and universities to get serious about cutting their own costs, because they too have a responsibility to help solve this problem.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, even as we prosecute two wars, we're also confronting perhaps the greatest danger to the American people, the threat of nuclear weapons. I've embraced the vision of John F. Kennedy and Ronald Reagan through a strategy that reverses the spread of these weapons and seeks a world without them. To reduce our stockpiles and launchers, while ensuring our deterrent, the United States and Russia are completing negotiations on the farthest reaching arms control treaty in nearly two decades. And at April's Nuclear Security Summit, we will bring 44 nations together here in Washington, DC, behind a clear goal: securing all vulnerable nuclear materials around the world in 4 years so that they never fall into the hands of terrorists.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, as we stabilized the financial system, we also took steps to get our economy growing again, save as many jobs as possible, and help Americans who had become unemployed. That's why we extended or increased unemployment benefits for more than 18 million Americans, made health insurance 65 percent cheaper for families who get their coverage through COBRA, and passed 25 different tax cuts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, let's clear a few things up. I didn't choose to tackle this issue to get some legislative victory under my belt. And by now it should be fairly obvious that I didn't take on health care because it was good politics. I took on health care because of the stories I've heard from Americans with preexisting conditions whose lives depend on getting coverage, patients who've been denied coverage, families, even those with insurance, who are just one illness away from financial ruin.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, even as health care reform would reduce our deficit, it's not enough to dig us out of a massive fiscal hole in which we find ourselves. It's a challenge that makes all others that much harder to solve and one that's been subject to a lot of political posturing. So let me start the discussion of Government spending by setting the record straight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've been reflecting on this the last few days, and if we're honest with ourselves, the answer is no. We're not doing enough. And we will have to change.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Here in Newtown, I come to offer the love and prayers of a nation. I am very mindful that mere words cannot match the depths of your sorrow, nor can they heal your wounded hearts. I can only hope it helps for you to know that you're not alone in your grief; that our world too has been torn apart; that all across this land of ours, we have wept with you, we've pulled our children tight. And you must know that whatever measure of comfort we can provide, we will provide; whatever portion of sadness that we can share with you to ease this heavy load, we will gladly bear it. Newtown -- you are not alone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As these difficult days have unfolded, you've also inspired us with stories of strength and resolve and sacrifice. We know that when danger arrived in the halls of Sandy Hook Elementary, the school's staff did not flinch, they did not hesitate. Dawn Hochsprung and Mary Sherlach, Vicki Soto, Lauren Rousseau, Rachel Davino and Anne Marie Murphy -- they responded as we all hope we might respond in such terrifying circumstances -- with courage and with love, giving their lives to protect the children in their care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But that can't be an excuse for inaction. Surely, we can do better than this. If there is even one step we can take to save another child, or another parent, or another town, from the grief that has visited Tucson, and Aurora, and Oak Creek, and Newtown, and communities from Columbine to Blacksburg before that -- then surely we have an obligation to try.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As a community, you've inspired us, Newtown. In the face of indescribable violence, in the face of unconscionable evil, you've looked out for each other, and you've cared for one another, and you've loved one another. This is how Newtown will be remembered. And with time, and God's grace, that love will see you through.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There's only one thing we can be sure of, and that is the love that we have -- for our children, for our families, for each other. The warmth of a small child's embrace -- that is true. The memories we have of them, the joy that they bring, the wonder we see through their eyes, that fierce and boundless love we feel for them, a love that takes us out of ourselves, and binds us to something larger -- we know that's what matters. We know we're always doing right when we're taking care of them, when we're teaching them well, when we're showing acts of kindness. We don't go wrong when we do that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is our first task -- caring for our children. It's our first job. If we don't get that right, we don't get anything right. That's how, as a society, we will be judged.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We can't tolerate this anymore. These tragedies must end. And to end them, we must change. We will be told that the causes of such violence are complex, and that is true. No single law -- no set of laws can eliminate evil from the world, or prevent every senseless act of violence in our society.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And then there were the scenes of the schoolchildren, helping one another, holding each other, dutifully following instructions in the way that young children sometimes do; one child even trying to encourage a grown-up by saying, \"I know karate. So it's okay. I'll lead the way out.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We gather here in memory of twenty beautiful children and six remarkable adults. They lost their lives in a school that could have been any school; in a quiet town full of good and decent people that could be any town in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, for those individuals and small businesses who still can't afford the lower priced insurance available in the exchange, we'll provide tax credits, the size of which will be based on your need. And all insurance companies that want access to this new marketplace will have to abide by the consumer protections I already mentioned. This exchange will take effect in 4 years, which will give us time to do it right. In the meantime, for those Americans who can't get insurance today because they have preexisting medical conditions, we will immediately offer low-cost coverage that will protect you against financial ruin if you become seriously ill. This was a good idea when Senator John McCain proposed it in the campaign, it's a good idea now, and we should all embrace it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "On issues like these, Ted Kennedy's passion was born not of some rigid ideology, but of his own experience. It was the experience of having two children stricken with cancer. He never forgot the sheer terror and helplessness that any parent feels when a child is badly sick. And he was able to imagine what it must be like for those without insurance, what it would be like to have to say to a wife or a child or an aging parent, there is something that could make you better, but I just can't afford it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what we've also seen in these last months is the same partisan spectacle that only hardens the disdain many Americans have towards their own government. Instead of honest debate, we've seen scare tactics. Some have dug into unyielding ideological camps that offer no hope of compromise. Too many have used this as an opportunity to score short-term political points, even if it robs the country of our opportunity to solve a long-term challenge. And out of this blizzard of charges and countercharges, confusion has reigned.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Representative Joe Wilson. You lie!", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I am not the first President to take up this cause, but I am determined to be the last. It has now been nearly a century since Theodore Roosevelt first called for health care reform, and ever since, nearly every President and Congress, whether Democrat or Republican, has attempted to meet this challenge in some way. A bill for comprehensive health reform was first introduced by John Dingell, Sr., in 1943. Sixty-five years later, his son continues to introduce that same bill at the beginning of each session.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, because Medicare is such a big part of the health care system, making the program more efficient can help usher in changes in the way we deliver health care that can reduce costs for everybody. We have long known that some places, like the Intermountain Healthcare in Utah or the Geisinger Health System in rural Pennsylvania, offer high-quality care at costs below average. So the commission can help encourage the adoption of these commonsense best practices by doctors and medical professionals throughout the system, everything from reducing hospital infection rates to encouraging better coordination between teams of doctors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Some of people's concerns have grown out of bogus claims spread by those whose only agenda is to kill reform at any cost. The best example is the claim made not just by radio and cable talk show hosts, but by prominent politicians, that we plan to set up panels of bureaucrats with the power to kill off senior citizens. Now, such a charge would be laughable if it weren't so cynical and irresponsible. It is a lie, plain and simple.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But the problem that plagues the health care system is not just a problem for the uninsured. Those who do have insurance have never had less security and stability than they do today. More and more Americans worry that if you move, lose your job, or change your job, you'll lose your health insurance too. More and more Americans pay their premiums only to discover that their insurance company has dropped their coverage when they get sick or won't pay the full cost of care. It happens every day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The President. It's not true. And one more misunderstanding I want to clear up, under our plan, no Federal dollars will be used to fund abortions, and Federal conscience laws will remain in place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, as any American who is still looking for work or a way to pay their bills will tell you, we are by no means out of the woods. A full and vibrant recovery is still many months away. And I will not let up until those Americans who seek jobs can find them, until those businesses that seek capital and credit can thrive, until all responsible homeowners can stay in their homes. That is our ultimate goal. But thanks to the bold and decisive action we've taken since January, I can stand here with confidence and say that we have pulled this economy back from the brink.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In it he spoke about what a happy time his last months were, thanks to the love and support of family and friends, his wife Vicki, his amazing children, who are all here tonight. And he expressed confidence that this would be the year that health care reform, \"that great unfinished business of our society,\" he called it, would finally pass. He repeated the truth that health care is decisive for our future prosperity, but he also reminded me that \"it concerns more than material things.\" \"What we face,\" he wrote, \"is above all a moral issue; at stake are not just the details of policy, but fundamental principles of social justice and the character of our country.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, for example, some have suggested that the public option go into effect only in those markets where insurance companies are not providing affordable policies. Others have proposed a co-op or another nonprofit entity to administer the plan. These are all constructive ideas worth exploring. But I will not back down on the basic principle that if Americans can't find affordable coverage, we will provide you with a choice. And I will make sure that no Government bureaucrat or insurance company bureaucrat gets between you and the care that you need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "One man from Illinois lost his coverage in the middle of chemotherapy because his insurer found that he hadn't reported gallstones that he didn't even know about. They delayed his treatment, and he died because of it. Another woman from Texas was about to get a double mastectomy when her insurance company canceled her policy because she forgot to declare a case of acne. By the time she had her insurance reinstated, her breast cancer had more than doubled in size. That is heart-breaking, it is wrong, and no one should be treated that way in the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, add it all up, and the plan I'm proposing will cost around $900 billion over 10 years, less than we have spent on the Iraq and Afghanistan wars and less than the tax cuts for the wealthiest few Americans that Congress passed at the beginning of the previous administration. Now, most of these costs will be paid for with money already being spent, but spent badly, in the existing health care system. The plan will not add to our deficit. The middle class will realize greater security, not higher taxes. And if we are able to slow the growth of health care costs by just one-tenth of 1 percent each year--one-tenth of 1 percent--it will actually reduce the deficit by $4 trillion over the long term.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Reducing the waste and inefficiency in Medicare and Medicaid will pay for most of this plan. Now, much of the rest would be paid for with revenues from the very same drug and insurance companies that stand to benefit from tens of millions of new customers. And this reform will charge insurance companies a fee for their most expensive policies, which will encourage them to provide greater value for the money, an idea which has the support of Democratic and Republican experts. And according to these same experts, this modest change could help hold down the costs of health care for all of us in the long run.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are the only democracy--the only advanced democracy on Earth--the only wealthy nation that allows such hardship for millions of its people. There are now more than 30 million American citizens who cannot get coverage. In just a 2-year period, one in every three Americans goes without health care coverage at some point. And every day, 14,000 Americans lose their coverage. In other words, it can happen to anyone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, this is the plan I'm proposing. It's a plan that incorporates ideas from many of the people in this room tonight, Democrats and Republicans. And I will continue to seek common ground in the weeks ahead. If you come to me with a serious set of proposals, I will be there to listen. My door is always open.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've thought about that phrase quite a bit in recent days--the character of our country. One of the unique and wonderful things about America has always been our self-reliance, our rugged individualism, our fierce defense of freedom, and our healthy skepticism of government. And figuring out the appropriate size and role of government has always been a source of rigorous and, yes, sometimes angry, debate. That's our history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The plan I'm announcing tonight would meet three basic goals: It will provide more security and stability to those who have health insurance; it will provide insurance for those who don't; and it will slow the growth of health care costs for our families, our businesses, and our Government. It's a plan that asks everyone to take responsibility for meeting this challenge, not just government, not just insurance companies, but everybody, including employers and individuals. And it's a plan that incorporates ideas from Senators and Congressmen, from Democrats and Republicans, and yes, from some of my opponents in both the primary and general election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've said--I have to say that there are arguments to be made for both these approaches. But either one would represent a radical shift that would disrupt the health care most people currently have. Since health care represents one-sixth of our economy, I believe it makes more sense to build on what works and fix what doesn't, rather than try to build an entirely new system from scratch. And that is precisely what those of you in Congress have tried to do over the several--past several months.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, there are also those who claim that our reform efforts would insure illegal immigrants. This too is false. The reforms I'm proposing would not apply to those who are here illegally.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank the Members of this body for your efforts and your support in these last several months, and especially those who've taken the difficult votes that have put us on a path to recovery. I also want to thank the American people for their patience and resolve during this trying time for our Nation. But we did not come here just to clean up crises. We came here to build a future. So tonight, I return to speak to all of you about an issue that is central to that future, and that is the issue of health care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We live in a time of extraordinary change -- change that's reshaping the way we live, the way we work, our planet, our place in the world. It's change that promises amazing medical breakthroughs, but also economic disruptions that strain working families. It promises education for girls in the most remote villages, but also connects terrorists plotting an ocean away. It's change that can broaden opportunity, or widen inequality. And whether we like it or not, the pace of this change will only accelerate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, as someone who begins every day with an intelligence briefing, I know this is a dangerous time. But that's not primarily because of some looming superpower out there, and certainly not because of diminished American strength. In today's world, we're threatened less by evil empires and more by failing states.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Too many Americans feel that way right now. It's one of the few regrets of my presidency -- that the rancor and suspicion between the parties has gotten worse instead of better. I have no doubt a president with the gifts of Lincoln or Roosevelt might have better bridged the divide, and I guarantee I'll keep trying to be better so long as I hold this office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In fact, it turns out many of our best corporate citizens are also our most creative. And this brings me to the second big question we as a country have to answer: How do we reignite that spirit of innovation to meet our biggest challenges?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"We the People.\" Our Constitution begins with those three simple words, words we've come to recognize mean all the people, not just some; words that insist we rise and fall together, and that's how we might perfect our Union. And that brings me to the fourth, and maybe the most important thing that I want to say tonight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Sixty years ago, when the Russians beat us into space, we didn't deny Sputnik was up there. We didn't argue about the science, or shrink our research and development budget. We built a space program almost overnight. And 12 years later, we were walking on the moon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The point is American leadership in the 21st century is not a choice between ignoring the rest of the world -- except when we kill terrorists -- or occupying and rebuilding whatever society is unraveling. Leadership means a wise application of military power, and rallying the world behind causes that are right. It means seeing our foreign assistance as a part of our national security, not something separate, not charity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight marks the eighth year that I've come here to report on the State of the Union. And for this final one, I'm going to try to make it a little shorter. I know some of you are antsy to get back to Iowa. I've been there. I'll be shaking hands afterwards if you want some tips.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why we need to reject any politics -- any politics -- that targets people because of race or religion. Let me just say this. This is not a matter of political correctness. This is a matter of understanding just what it is that makes us strong. The world respects us not just for our arsenal; it respects us for our diversity, and our openness, and the way we respect every faith.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The Middle East is going through a transformation that will play out for a generation, rooted in conflicts that date back millennia. Economic headwinds are blowing in from a Chinese economy that is in significant transition. Even as their economy severely contracts, Russia is pouring resources in to prop up Ukraine and Syria -- client states that they saw slipping away from their orbit. And the international system we built after World War II is now struggling to keep pace with this new reality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In fact, it's that spirit that made the progress of these past seven years possible. It's how we recovered from the worst economic crisis in generations. It's how we reformed our health care system, and reinvented our energy sector; how we delivered more care and benefits to our troops and veterans, and how we secured the freedom in every state to marry the person we love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Last year, Vice President Biden said that with a new moonshot,America can cure cancer. Last month, he worked with this Congress to give scientists at the National Institutes of Health the strongest resources that they've had in over a decade. So tonight, I'm announcing a new national effort to get it done. And because he's gone to the mat for all of us on so many issues over the past 40 years, I'm putting Joe in charge of Mission Control. For the loved ones we've all lost, for the families that we can still save, let's make America the country that cures cancer once and for all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What I'm suggesting is hard. It's a lot easier to be cynical; to accept that change is not possible, and politics is hopeless, and the problem is all the folks who are elected don't care, and to believe that our voices and actions don't matter. But if we give up now, then we forsake a better future. Those with money and power will gain greater control over the decisions that could send a young soldier to war, or allow another economic disaster, or roll back the equal rights and voting rights that generations of Americans have fought, even died, to secure. And then, as frustration grows, there will be voices urging us to fall back into our respective tribes, to scapegoat fellow citizens who don't look like us, or pray like us, or vote like we do, or share the same background.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But there are some areas where we just have to be honest -- it has been difficult to find agreement over the last seven years. And a lot of them fall under the category of what role the government should play in making sure the system's not rigged in favor of the wealthiest and biggest corporations. And it's an honest disagreement, and the American people have a choice to make.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We agree that real opportunity requires every American to get the education and training they need to land a good-paying job. The bipartisan reform of No Child Left Behind was an important start, and together, we've increased early childhood education, lifted high school graduation rates to new highs, boosted graduates in fields like engineering. In the coming years, we should build on that progress, by providing Pre-K for all and offering every student the hands-on computer science and math classes that make them job-ready on day one. We should recruit and support more great teachers for our kids.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, none of this is going to happen overnight. And, yes, there are plenty of entrenched interests who want to protect the status quo. But the jobs we'll create, the money we'll save, the planet we'll preserve -- that is the kind of future our kids and our grandkids deserve. And it's within our grasp.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is not easy. Our brand of democracy is hard. But I can promise that a little over a year from now, when I no longer hold this office, I will be right there with you as a citizen, inspired by those voices of fairness and vision, of grit and good humor and kindness that helped America travel so far. Voices that help us see ourselves not, first and foremost, as black or white, or Asian or Latino, not as gay or straight, immigrant or native born, not as Democrat or Republican, but as Americans first, bound by a common creed. Voices Dr. King believed would have the final word -- voices of unarmed truth and unconditional love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's up to us, the United States of America, to help remake that system. And to do that well it means that we've got to set priorities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I see it in the American who served his time, and made mistakes as a child but now is dreaming of starting over -- and I see it in the business owner who gives him that second chance. The protester determined to prove that justice matters -- and the young cop walking the beat, treating everybody with respect, doing the brave, quiet work of keeping us safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Anyone claiming that America's economy is in decline is peddling fiction. Now, what is true -- and the reason that a lot of Americans feel anxious -- is that the economy has been changing in profound ways, changes that started long before the Great Recession hit; changes that have not let up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Priority number one is protecting the American people and going after terrorist networks. Both al Qaeda and now ISIL pose a direct threat to our people, because in today's world, even a handful of terrorists who place no value on human life, including their own, can do a lot of damage. They use the Internet to poison the minds of individuals inside our country. Their actions undermine and destabilize our allies. We have to take them out./p>", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you, God bless you. God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But that means if we want a better politics -- and I'm addressing the American people now -- if we want a better politics, it's not enough just to change a congressman or change a senator or even change a President. We have to change the system to reflect our better selves. I think we've got to end the practice of drawing our congressional districts so that politicians can pick their voters, and not the other way around. Let a bipartisan group do it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All these trends have squeezed workers, even when they have jobs; even when the economy is growing. It's made it harder for a hardworking family to pull itself out of poverty, harder for young people to start their careers, tougher for workers to retire when they want to. And although none of these trends are unique to America, they do offend our uniquely American belief that everybody who works hard should get a fair shot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Medical research is critical. We need the same level of commitment when it comes to developing clean energy sources. Look, if anybody still wants to dispute the science around climate change, have at it. You will be pretty lonely, because you'll be debating our military, most of America's business leaders, the majority of the American people, almost the entire scientific community, and 200 nations around the world who agree it's a problem and intend to solve it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Today, technology doesn't just replace jobs on the assembly line, but any job where work can be automated. Companies in a global economy can locate anywhere, and they face tougher competition. As a result, workers have less leverage for a raise. Companies have less loyalty to their communities. And more and more wealth and income is concentrated at the very top.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why we built a global coalition, with sanctions and principled diplomacy, to prevent a nuclear-armed Iran. And as we speak, Iran has rolled back its nuclear program, shipped out its uranium stockpile, and the world has avoided another war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now we've got to accelerate the transition away from old, dirtier energy sources. Rather than subsidize the past, we should invest in the future -- especially in communities that rely on fossil fuels. We do them no favor when we don't show them where the trends are going. That's why I'm going to push to change the way we manage our oil and coal resources, so that they better reflect the costs they impose on taxpayers and our planet. And that way, we put money back into those communities, and put tens of thousands of Americans to work building a 21st century transportation system.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I also know Speaker Ryan has talked about his interest in tackling poverty. America is about giving everybody willing to work a chance, a hand up. And I'd welcome a serious discussion about strategies we can all support, like expanding tax cuts for low-income workers who don't have children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm here because most Americans agree that it's time to fix a system that's been broken for way too long. I'm here because business leaders, faith leaders, labor leaders, law enforcement, and leaders from both parties are coming together to say now is the time to find a better way to welcome the striving, hopeful immigrants who still see America as the land of opportunity. Now is the time to do this so we can strengthen our economy and strengthen our country's future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, last week, I had the honor of being sworn in for a second term as President of the United States. And during my inaugural address, I talked about how making progress on the defining challenges of our time doesn't require us to settle every debate or ignore every difference that we may have, but it does require us to find common ground and move forward in common purpose. It requires us to act.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So that means it won't be a quick process but it will be a fair process. And it will lift these individuals out of the shadows and give them a chance to earn their way to a green card and eventually to citizenship.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So in the coming weeks, as the idea of reform becomes more real and the debate becomes more heated, and there are folks who are trying to pull this thing apart, remember Alan and all those who share the same hopes and the same dreams. Remember that this is not just a debate about policy. It's about people. It's about men and women and young people who want nothing more than the chance to earn their way into the American story.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But because this change isn't permanent, we need Congress to act -- and not just on the DREAM Act. We need Congress to act on a comprehensive approach that finally deals with the 11 million undocumented immigrants who are in the country right now. That's what we need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Throughout our history, that has only made our nation stronger. And it's how we will make sure that this century is the same as the last: an American century welcoming of everybody who aspires to do something more, and who is willing to work hard to do it, and is willing to pledge that allegiance to our flag.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Last year, when Alan heard the news that we were going to offer a chance for folks like him to emerge from the shadows -- even if it's just for two years at a time -- he was one of the first to sign up. And a few months ago he was one of the first people in Nevada to get approved. In that moment, Alan said, \"I felt the fear vanish. I felt accepted.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There's another economic reason why we need reform. It's not just about the folks who come here illegally and have the effect they have on our economy. It's also about the folks who try to come here legally but have a hard time doing so, and the effect that has on our economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the good news is that for the first time in many years, Republicans and Democrats seem ready to tackle this problem together. Members of both parties, in both chambers, are actively working on a solution. Yesterday, a bipartisan group of senators announced their principles for comprehensive immigration reform, which are very much in line with the principles I've proposed and campaigned on for the last few years. So at this moment, it looks like there's a genuine desire to get this done soon, and that's very encouraging.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we also have some mayors that flew in because they know how important the issue we're going to talk about today is. Marie Lopez Rogers from Avondale, Arizona. Kasim Reed from Atlanta, Georgia. Greg Stanton from Phoenix, Arizona. And Ashley Swearengin from Fresno, California.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So the principles are pretty straightforward. There are a lot of details behind it. We're going to hand out a bunch of paper so that everybody will know exactly what we're talking about. But the principles are pretty straightforward.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let me start off by thanking everybody at Del Sol High School for hosting us. Go Dragons! Let me especially thank your outstanding principal, Lisa Primas.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And all of you are here, as well as some of the top labor leaders in the country. And we are just so grateful. Some outstanding business leaders are here as well. And of course, we've got wonderful students here, so I could not be prouder of our students.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, those of you have a seat, feel free to take a seat. I don't mind.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Second, we have to deal with the 11 million individuals who are here illegally. We all agree that these men and women should have to earn their way to citizenship. But for comprehensive immigration reform to work, it must be clear from the outset that there is a pathway to citizenship.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So that's what comprehensive immigration reform looks like: smarter enforcement; a pathway to earned citizenship; improvements in the legal immigration system so that we continue to be a magnet for the best and the brightest all around the world. It's pretty straightforward.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And third, we took up the cause of the DREAMers the young people who were brought to this country as children, young people who have grown up here, built their lives here, have futures here. We said that if you're able to meet some basic criteria like pursuing an education, then we'll consider offering you the chance to come out of the shadows so that you can live here and work here legally, so that you can finally have the dignity of knowing you belong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And when each new wave of immigrants arrived, they faced resistance from those who were already here. They faced hardship. They faced racism. They faced ridicule. But over time, as they went about their daily lives, as they earned a living, as they raised a family, as they built a community, as their kids went to school here, they did their part to build a nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Second, we focused our enforcement efforts on criminals who are here illegally and who endanger our communities. And today, deportations of criminals is at its highest level ever.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The question now is simple: Do we have the resolve as a people, as a country, as a government to finally put this issue behind us? I believe that we do. I believe that we do. I believe we are finally at a moment where comprehensive immigration reform is within our grasp.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much. It is good to be back in Las Vegas! And it is good to be among so many good friends.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because we know America can't out-compete the world tomorrow if our children are being out-educated today, we're making the largest investment in education in our nation's history. It's an investment that will create jobs building 21st century classrooms and libraries and labs for millions of children across America. It will provide funds to train a new generation of math and science teachers, while giving aid to states and school districts to stop teachers from being laid off and education programs from being cut.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The investment we're making today will create a newer, smarter electric grid that will allow for broader use of alternative energy. We will build on the work that's being done in places like Boulder -- a community that's on its -- that's on pace to be the world's first Smart Grid city. This investment will place Smart Meters in homes to make our energy bills lower, make outages less likely, and make it easier to use clean energy. It's an investment that will save taxpayers over $1 billion by slashing energy costs in our federal buildings by 25 percent; save working families hundreds of dollars a year on their energy bills by weatherizing over 1 million homes. And it's an investment that takes the important first step towards a national transmission superhighway that will connect our cities to the windy plains of the Dakotas and the sunny deserts of the Southwest.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What I'm signing, then, is a balanced plan with a mix of tax cuts and investments. It's a plan that's been put together without earmarks or the usual pork barrel spending. It's a plan that will be implemented with an unprecedented level of transparency and accountability.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because we know that spiraling health care costs are crushing families and businesses alike, we're taking the most meaningful steps in years towards modernizing our health care system. It's an investment that will take the long overdue step of computerizing America's medical records to reduce the duplication and waste that costs billions of health care dollars, and medical errors that cost thousands of lives each year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I also want to thank Joe Biden for working behind the scenes from the very start to make this recovery act possible. I want to thank Speaker Pelosi and Harry Reid for acting so quickly and for proving that Congress could step up to this challenge.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We must stem the spread of foreclosures and falling home values for all Americans, and do everything we can to help responsible homeowners stay in their homes -- something I'll talk more about tomorrow. And we will need to do everything in the short term to get our economy moving again, while at the same time recognizing that we have inherited a trillion-dollar deficit, and we need to begin restoring fiscal discipline and taming our exploding deficits over the long term.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you, everybody. Please have a seat. You guys can sit down, too.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is great to be back in Denver. I was here last summer -- we had a good time to accept the nomination of my party and to make a promise to people of all parties that I would do all that I could to give every American the chance to make of their lives what they will; to see their children climb higher than they did. And I'm back today to say that we have begun the difficult work of keeping that promise. We have begun the essential work of keeping the American Dream alive in our time. And that's why we're here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because we know we can't power America's future on energy that's controlled by foreign dictators, we are taking big steps down the road to energy independence, laying the groundwork for new green energy economies that can create countless well-paying jobs. It's an investment that will double the amount of renewable energy produced over the next three years. Think about that -- double the amount of renewable energy in three years. Provide tax credits and loan guarantees to companies like Namaste, a company that will be expanding, instead of laying people off, as a result of the plan that I'm about to sign.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And it's a plan that rewards responsibility, lifting two million Americans from poverty by ensuring that anyone who works hard does not have to raise a child below the poverty line. So as a whole, this plan will help poor and working Americans pull themselves into the middle class in a way we haven't seen in nearly 50 years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I have special thanks to Max Baucus, who's the Chairman of the Finance Committee. Without Max, none of this would have happened. He had to work overtime, and push his committee to work overtime. And I want to thank all the committee chairs and members of Congress for coming up with a plan that is both bold and balanced enough to meet the demands of this moment. The American people were looking to them for leadership, and that's what they provided.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Even beyond energy, from the National Institutes of Health to the National Science Foundation, this recovery act represents the biggest increase in basic research funding in the long history of America's noble endeavor to better understand our world. And just as President Kennedy sparked an explosion of innovation when he set America's sights on the moon, I hope this investment will ignite our imagination once more, spurring new discoveries and breakthroughs in science, in medicine, in energy, to make our economy stronger and our nation more secure and our planet safer for our children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, while this package is composed mostly of critical investments, it also includes aid to state and local governments to prevent layoffs of firefighters or police recruits in recruits like the ones in Columbus, Ohio, who were told that instead of being sworn in as officers, they were about to be let go. It includes help for those hardest hit by our economic crisis like the nearly 18 million Americans who will get larger unemployment checks in the mail. About a third of this package comes in the forms of tax cuts -- by the way, the most progressive in our history not only spurring job creation, but putting money in the pockets of 95 percent of hardworking families in America. So unlike the tax cuts that we've seen in recent years, the vast majority of these tax benefits will go not to the wealthiest Americans, but to the middle class with those workers who make the least benefiting the most.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you, Colorado. Let's get to work. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "After all, you don't call Russia our number-one enemy -- not al Qaeda -- Russia -- unless you're still stuck in a Cold War mind warp. You might not be ready for diplomacy with Beijing if you can't visit the Olympics without insulting our closest ally.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For the first time in a generation, nearly every state has answered our call to raise their standards for teaching and learning. Some of the worst schools in the country have made real gains in math and reading. Millions of students are paying less for college today because we finally took on a system that wasted billions of taxpayer dollars on banks and lenders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I will never -- I will never -- turn Medicare into a voucher. No American should ever have to spend their golden years at the mercy of insurance companies. They should retire with the care and the dignity that they have earned. Yes, we will reform and strengthen Medicare for the long haul, but we'll do it by reducing the cost of health care -- not by asking seniors to pay thousands of dollars more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm asking you to rally around a set of goals for your country -- goals in manufacturing, energy, education, national security, and the deficit -- real, achievable plans that will lead to new jobs, more opportunity and rebuild this economy on a stronger foundation. That's what we can do in the next four years -- and that is why I'm running for a second term as President of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think about the young sailor I met at Walter Reed hospital, still recovering from a grenade attack that would cause him to have his leg amputated above the knee. Six months ago, we would watch him walk into a White House dinner honoring those who served in Iraq, tall and 20 pounds heavier, dashing in his uniform, with a big grin on his face, sturdy on his new leg. And I remember how a few months after that I would watch him on a bicycle, racing with his fellow wounded warriors on a sparkling spring day, inspiring other heroes who had just begun the hard path he had traveled -- he gives me hope. He gives me hope.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've worked with business leaders who are bringing jobs back to America -- not because our workers make less pay, but because we make better products. Because we work harder and smarter than anyone else.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "why selfless soldiers won't be kicked out of the military because of who they are or who they love; why thousands of families have finally been able to say to the loved ones who served us so bravely: \"Welcome home.\" \"Welcome home.\" You did that. You did that. You did that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So now you have a choice -- between a strategy that reverses this progress, or one that builds on it. We've opened millions of new acres for oil and gas exploration in the last three years, and we'll open more. But unlike my opponent, I will not let oil companies write this country's energy plan, or endanger our coastlines, or collect another $4 billion in corporate welfare from our taxpayers. We're offering a better path.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But when all is said and done -- when you pick up that ballot to vote -- you will face the clearest choice of any time in a generation. Over the next few years, big decisions will be made in Washington on jobs, the economy, taxes and deficits, energy, education, war and peace -- decisions that will have a huge impact on our lives and on our children's lives for decades to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We have been there. We've tried that and we're not going back. We are moving forward, America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're offering a better path, where we -- a future where we keep investing in wind and solar and clean coal; where farmers and scientists harness new biofuels to power our cars and trucks; where construction workers build homes and factories that waste less energy; where we develop a hundred-year supply of natural gas that's right beneath our feet. If you choose this path, we can cut our oil imports in half by 2020 and support more than 600,000 new jobs in natural gas alone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And on every issue, the choice you face won't just be between two candidates or two parties. It will be a choice between two different paths for America, a choice between two fundamentally different visions for the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If you turn away now -- if you buy into the cynicism that the change we fought for isn't possible, well, change will not happen. If you give up on the idea that your voice can make a difference, then other voices will fill the void -- the lobbyists and special interests; the people with the $10 million checks who are trying to buy this election and those who are making it harder for you to vote; Washington politicians who want to decide who you can marry, or control health care choices that women should be making for themselves.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that means I know what it means to send young Americans into battle, for I have held in my arms the mothers and fathers of those who didn't return. I've shared the pain of families who've lost their homes, and the frustration of workers who've lost their jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Around the world, we've strengthened old alliances and forged new coalitions to stop the spread of nuclear weapons. We've reasserted our power across the Pacific and stood up to China on behalf of our workers. From Burma to Libya to South Sudan, we have advanced the rights and dignity of all human beings -- men and women; Christians and Muslims and Jews.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you very much, everybody. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Michelle, I love you so much. A few nights ago, everybody was reminded just what a lucky man I am. Malia and Sasha, we are so proud of you. And, yes, you do have to go to school in the morning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, we pay tribute to the Americans who still serve in harm's way. We are forever in debt to a generation whose sacrifice has made this country safer and more respected. We will never forget you. And so long as I'm Commander-in-Chief, we will sustain the strongest military the world has ever known. When you take off the uniform, we will serve you as well as you've served us -- because no one who fights for this country should have to fight for a job, or a roof over their heads, or the care that they need when they come home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know campaigns can seem small, even silly sometimes. Trivial things become big distractions. Serious issues become sound bites. The truth gets buried under an avalanche of money and advertising. If you're sick of hearing me approve this message, believe me, so am I.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we also believe in something called citizenship. Citizenship: a word at the very heart of our founding; a word at the very essence of our democracy; the idea that this country only works when we accept certain obligations to one another and to future generations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You can choose a future where we reduce our deficit without sticking it to the middle class. Independent experts say that my plan would cut our deficit by $4 trillion. And last summer I worked with Republicans in Congress to cut a billion dollars in spending -- because those of us who believe government can be a force for good should work harder than anyone to reform it so that it's leaner and more efficient and more responsive to the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I refuse to ask students to pay more for college, or kick children out of Head Start programs, or eliminate health insurance for millions of Americans who are poor and elderly or disabled -- all so those with the most can pay less. I'm not going along with that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I've cut taxes for those who need it -- middle-class families, small businesses. But I don't believe that another round of tax breaks for millionaires will bring good jobs to our shores or pay down our deficit. I don't believe that firing teachers or kicking students off financial aid will grow the economy, or help us compete with the scientists and engineers coming out of China.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You can choose a future where more Americans have the chance to gain the skills they need to compete, no matter how old they are or how much money they have. Education was the gateway to opportunity for me. It was the gateway for Michelle. It was the gateway for most of you. And now more than ever, it is the gateway to a middle-class life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "My opponent said that it was \"tragic\" to end the war in Iraq. And he won't tell us how he'll end the war in Afghanistan. Well, I have -- and I will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So, you see, the election four years ago wasn't about me. It was about you. My fellow citizens, you were the change. You're the reason there's a little girl with a heart disorder in Phoenix who will get the surgery she needs because an insurance company can't limit her coverage. You did that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But know this, America -- our problems can be solved. Our challenges can be met. The path we offer may be harder, but it leads to a better place. And I'm asking you to choose that future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We believe that when a CEO pays his autoworkers enough to buy the cars that they build, the whole company does better. We believe that when a family can no longer be tricked into signing a mortgage they can't afford, that family is protected, but so is the value of other people's homes and so is the entire economy. We believe the little girl who's offered an escape from poverty by a great teacher or a grant for college could become the next Steve Jobs or the scientist who cures cancer or the President of the United States, and it is in our power to give her that chance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And if you share that faith with me -- if you share that hope with me -- I ask you tonight for your vote. If you reject the notion that this nation's promise is reserved for the few, your voice must be heard in this election. If you reject the notion that our government is forever beholden to the highest bidder, you need to stand up in this election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I don't know what party these men and women belong to. I don't know if they'll vote for me. But I know that their spirit defines us. They remind me, in the words of Scripture, that ours is a \"future filled with hope.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You can choose the path where we control more of our own energy. After 30 years of inaction, we raised fuel standards so that by the middle of the next decade, cars and trucks will go twice as far on a gallon of gas. We have doubled our use of renewable energy, and thousands of Americans have jobs today building wind turbines and long-lasting batteries. In the last year alone, we cut oil imports by 1 million barrels a day -- more than any administration in recent history. And today, the United States of America is less dependent on foreign oil than at any time in the last two decades.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But somehow, you have survived such death-defying acts. You also survived the daily jockeying for buses, from Livingston to Busch, to Cook, to Douglass, and back again. I suspect that a few of you are trying to survive this afternoon, after a late night at Olde Queens. You know who you are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And, Class of 2016, you are graduating at such an inflection point. Since the start of this new millennium, you've already witnessed horrific terrorist attacks, and war, and a Great Recession. You've seen economic and technological and cultural shifts that are profoundly altering how we work and how we communicate, how we live, how we form families. The pace of change is not subsiding; it is accelerating. And these changes offer not only great opportunity, but also great peril.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the reason some of these things have not happened, even though the majority of people approve of them, is really simple. It's not because I wasn't proposing them. It wasn't because the facts and the evidence showed they wouldn't work. It was because a huge chunk of Americans, especially young people, do not vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So it's up to you to insist upon and shape an informed debate. Imagine if Benjamin Franklin had seen that senator with the snowball, what he would think. Imagine if your 5th grade science teacher had seen that. He'd get a D. And he's a senator!", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I come here for a simple reason -- to finally settle this pork roll vs. Taylor ham question. I'm just kidding. There's not much I'm afraid to take on in my final year of office, but I know better than to get in the middle of that debate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So you've got the tools to lead us. And precisely because I have so much confidence in you, I'm not going to spend the remainder of my time telling you exactly how you're going to make the world better. You'll figure it out. You'll look at things with fresher eyes, unencumbered by the biases and blind spots and inertia and general crankiness of your parents and grandparents and old heads like me. But I do have a couple of suggestions that you may find useful as you go out there and conquer the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America converges here. And in so many ways, the history of Rutgers mirrors the evolution of America -- the course by which we became bigger, stronger, and richer and more dynamic, and a more inclusive nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, one of the reasons that people don't vote is because they don't see the changes they were looking for right away. Well, guess what -- none of the great strides in our history happened right away. It took Thurgood Marshall and the NAACP decades to win Brown v. Board of Education; and then another decade after that to secure the Civil Rights Act and the Voting Rights Act. And it took more time after that for it to start working. It took a proud daughter of New Jersey, Alice Paul, years of organizing marches and hunger strikes and protests, and drafting hundreds of pieces of legislation, and writing letters and giving speeches, and working with congressional leaders before she and other suffragettes finally helped win women the right to vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is a place where you 3D-print prosthetic hands for children, and devise rooftop wind arrays that can power entire office buildings with clean, renewable energy. Every day, tens of thousands of students come here, to this intellectual melting pot, where ideas and cultures flow together among what might just be America's most diverse student body. Here in New Brunswick, you can debate philosophy with a classmate from South Asia in one class, and then strike up a conversation on the EE Bus with a first-generation Latina student from Jersey City, before sitting down for your psych group project with a veteran who's going to school on the Post-9/11 GI Bill.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And engagement does not just mean deploying our military. There are times where we must take military action to protect ourselves and our allies, and we are in awe of and we are grateful for the men and women who make up the finest fighting force the world has ever known. But I worry if we think that the entire burden of our engagement with the world is up to the 1 percent who serve in our military, and the rest of us can just sit back and do nothing. They can't shoulder the entire burden. And engagement means using all the levers of our national power, and rallying the world to take on our shared challenges.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's you! Is it any wonder that I am optimistic? Throughout our history, a new generation of Americans has reached up and bent the arc of history in the direction of more freedom, and more opportunity, and more justice. And, Class of 2016, it is your turn now to shape our nation's destiny, as well as your own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look at somebody like Madison Little, who grew up dealing with some health issues, and started wondering what his care would have been like if he lived someplace else, and so, here at Rutgers, he took charge of a student nonprofit and worked with folks in Australia and Cambodia and Uganda to address the AIDS epidemic. \"Our generation has so much energy to adapt and impact the world,\" he said. \"My peers give me a lot of hope that we'll overcome the obstacles we face in society.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look, I'm not suggesting that cold analysis and hard data are ultimately more important in life than passion, or faith, or love, or loyalty. I am suggesting that those highest expressions of our humanity can only flourish when our economy functions well, and proposed budgets add up, and our environment is protected. And to accomplish those things, to make collective decisions on behalf of a common good, we have to use our heads. We have to agree that facts and evidence matter. And we got to hold our leaders and ourselves accountable to know what the heck they're talking about.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That leads me to my second point: The world is more interconnected than ever before, and it's becoming more connected every day. Building walls won't change that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, that's nice. I mean, I helped, but --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Which brings me to my third point: Facts, evidence, reason, logic, an understanding of science -- these are good things. These are qualities you want in people making policy. These are qualities you want to continue to cultivate in yourselves as citizens. That might seem obvious. That's why we honor Bill Moyers or Dr. Burnell.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If you doubt you can make a difference, look at the impact some of your fellow graduates are already making. Look at what Matthew is doing. Look at somebody like Yasmin Ramadan, who began organizing anti-bullying assemblies when she was 10 years old to help kids handle bias and discrimination, and here at Rutgers, helped found the Muslim Public Relations Council to work with administrators and police to promote inclusion.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Matthew, good job. If you are interested, we can talk after this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think that there are some areas where it's going to be very difficult for us to agree on, but I think there are going to be a whole bunch of areas where we can agree on. I don't think there's anybody in America who thinks that we've got an energy policy that works the way it needs to; that thinks that we shouldn't be working on energy independence. And that gives opportunities for Democrats and Republicans to come together and think about, whether it's natural gas or energy efficiency or how we can build electric cars in this country, how do we move forward on that agenda.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So on the policy front, I think the most important thing is to say that we're not going to rule out ideas because they're Democrat or Republican; we want to just see what works. And ultimately, I'll be judged as President as to the bottom line, results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Good afternoon, everybody. Last night I had a chance to speak to the leaders of the House and the Senate and reached out to those who had both won and lost in both parties. I told John Boehner and Mitch McConnell that I look forward to working with them. And I thanked Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid for their extraordinary leadership over the last two years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes, I think this is an important question that we've been asking ourselves for several months now. You're right, as I reflect on what's happened over the last two years, one of the things that I think has not been managed by me as well as it needed to be was finding the right balance in making sure that businesses have rules of the road and are treating customers fairly and -- whether it's their credit cards or insurance or their mortgages -- but also making absolutely clear that the only way America succeeds is if businesses are succeeding.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I think what we're going to need to do and what the American people want is for us to mix and match ideas, figure out those areas where we can agree on, move forward on those, disagree without being disagreeable on those areas that we can't agree on. If we accomplish that, then there will be time for politics later, but over the next year I think we can solidify this recovery and give people a little more confidence out there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think everybody in this country thinks that we've got to make sure our kids are equipped in terms of their education, their science background, their math backgrounds, to compete in this new global economy. And that's going to be an area where I think there's potential common ground.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the reason was it was an emergency situation. But I think it's understandable that folks said to themselves, you know, maybe this is the agenda, as opposed to a response to an emergency. And that's something that I think everybody in the White House understood was a danger. We thought it was necessary, but I'm sympathetic to folks who looked at it and said this is looking like potential overreach.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've got, I think, broad agreement that we've got terrific natural gas resources in this country. Are we doing everything we can to develop those? There's a lot of agreement around the need to make sure that electric cars are developed here in the United States, that we don't fall behind other countries. Are there things that we can do to encourage that? And there's already been bipartisan interest on those issues.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Keep in mind we've got a bunch of court cases that are out there as well. And something that would be very disruptive to good order and discipline and unit cohesion is if we've got this issue bouncing around in the courts, as it already has over the last several weeks, where the Pentagon and the chain of command doesn't know at any given time what rules they're working under.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There is a inherent danger in being in the White House and being in the bubble. I mean, folks didn't have any complaints about my leadership style when I was running around Iowa for a year. And they got a pretty good look at me up close and personal, and they were able to lift the hood and kick the tires, and I think they understood that my story was theirs. I might have a funny name, I might have lived in some different places, but the values of hard work and responsibility and honesty and looking out for one another that had been instilled in them by their parents, those were the same values that I took from my mom and my grandparents.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I think it's too early to say whether or not we can make some progress on that front. I think we can. Cap and trade was just one way of skinning the cat; it was not the only way. It was a means, not an end. And I'm going to be looking for other means to address this problem.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, Savannah, that was just the first question, so we're going to have a few more here. I'm doing a whole lot of reflecting and I think that there are going to be areas in policy where we're going to have to do a better job. I think that over the last two years, we have made a series of very tough decisions, but decisions that were right in terms of moving the country forward in an emergency situation where we had the risk of slipping into a second Great Depression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why, during the course of the last two years, as tough as it's been, as many sometimes scary moments as we've gone through, I've never doubted that we're going to emerge stronger than we were before. And I think that remains true, and I'm just going to be looking forward to playing my part in helping that journey along.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's something that -- now, I'm not recommending for every future President that they take a shellacking like they -- like I did last night. I'm sure there are easier ways to learn these lessons. But I do think that this is a growth process and an evolution. And the relationship that I've had with the American people is one that built slowly, peaked at this incredible high, and then during the course of the last two years, as we've, together, gone through some very difficult times, has gotten rockier and tougher. And it's going to, I'm sure, have some more ups and downs during the course of me being in this office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So there's been a lot of strong interaction behind the scenes. But I think setting the right tone publicly is going to be important and could end up making a difference at the margins in terms of how businesses make investment decisions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Those letters that I read every night, some of them just break my heart. Some of them provide me encouragement and inspiration. But nobody is filming me reading those letters. And so it's hard, I think, for people to get a sense of, well, how is he taking in all this information?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We have such good and decent people who, on a day-to-day basis, are finding all kinds of ways to live together and educate kids and grow their communities and improve their communities and create businesses and work together to create great new products and services. The American people always make me optimistic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We were able, over the last two years, to increase for the first time in 30 years fuel-efficiency standards on cars and trucks. We didn't even need legislation. We just needed the cooperation of automakers and autoworkers and investors and other shareholders. And that's going to move us forward in a serious way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I think that the other thing that happened is that when I won election in 2008, one of the reasons I think that people were excited about the campaign was the prospect that we would change how business is done in Washington. And we were in such a hurry to get things done that we didn't change how things got done. And I think that frustrated people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And just on a policy front, \"don't ask, don't tell\" is something that you promised to end. And when you had 60 votes and 59 votes in the Senate -- it's a tough issue -- you haven't been able to do it. Do you now have to tell your liberal base that with maybe 52 or 53 votes in the Senate, you're just not going to be able to get it done in the next two years?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's also why I think unemployment insurance is important. Not only is it the right thing to do for folks who are still looking for work and struggling in this really tough economy, but it's the right thing to do for the economy as a whole.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So there are going to be examples where I think we can tweak and make improvements on the progress that we've made. That's true for any significant piece of legislation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All right? Thank you very much, everybody.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So with that, let me take some questions. I'm going to start off with Ben Feller at AP.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, keep in mind over the last two years, we've been talking to CEOs constantly. And as I plan for my trip later this week to Asia, the whole focus is on how are we going to open up markets so that American businesses can prosper, and we can sell more goods and create more jobs here in the United States. And a whole bunch of corporate executives are going to be joining us so that I can help them open up those markets and allow them to sell their products.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If you think I was engaging in too much campaign rhetoric, saying the Republicans were just sitting on the side of the road, watching us get that car out of the ditch, at the very least we were pushing in opposite directions. And so --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The Slurpee Summit -- that's good, Chuck. I like that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I do believe there is hope for civility. I do believe there's hope for progress. And that's because I believe in the resiliency of a nation that's bounced back from much worse than what we're going through right now -- a nation that's overcome war and depression, that has been made more perfect in our struggle for individual rights and individual freedoms.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So again, the question is going to be do we all come to the table with an open mind and say to ourselves, what do we think is actually going to make a difference for the American people? That's how we're going to be judged over the next couple of years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the single most important thing I think we need to do economically -- and this is something that has to be done during the lame duck session -- is making sure that taxes don't go up on middle-class families next year. And so we've got some work to do on that front to make sure that families not only aren't seeing a higher tax burden -- which will automatically happen if Congress doesn't act -- but also making sure that business provisions that historically we have extended each year that, for example, provide tax breaks for companies that are investing here in the United States in research and development, that those are extended. I think it makes sense for us to extend unemployment insurance because there are still a lot of folks out there hurting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When it comes to, for example, the proposal we put forward to accelerate depreciation for business, so that if they're building a plant or investing in new equipment next year, that they can take a complete write-off next year, get a huge tax break next year, and that would then encourage a lot of businesses to get off the sidelines -- that's not historically considered a liberal idea. That's actually an idea that business groups and Republicans I think have supported for a very long time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, I think John Boehner and I and Mitch McConnell and Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi are going to have to sit down and work together -- because I suspect that if you talk to any individual voter yesterday, they'd say, there are some things I agree with Democrats on, there are some things I agree with Republicans on. I don't think people carry around with them a fixed ideology. I think the majority of people, they're going about their business, going about their lives. They just want to make sure that we're making progress. And that's going to be my top priority over the next couple of years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "After what I'm sure was a long night for a lot of you -- and needless to say it was for me -- I can tell you that some election nights are more fun than others. Some are exhilarating; some are humbling. But every election, regardless of who wins and who loses, is a reminder that in our democracy, power rests not with those of us in elected office, but with the people we have the privilege to serve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, what is absolutely true is, is that without any Republican support on anything, then it's going to be hard to get things done. But I'm not going to anticipate that they're not going to support anything. I think that part of the message sent to Republicans was we want to see stronger job growth in this country. And if there are good ideas about putting people to work that traditionally have garnered Republican support and that don't add to the deficit, then my hope is and expectation is, is that that's something they're willing to have a serious conversation about.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The reason we've got a unparalleled standard of living in the history of the world is because we've got a free market that is dynamic and entrepreneurial, and that free market has to be nurtured and cultivated. And there's no doubt that when you had the financial crisis on Wall Street, the bonus controversies, the battle around health care, the battle around financial reform, and then you had BP -- you just had a successive set of issues in which I think business took the message that, well, gosh, it seems like we may be always painted at the bad guy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There's going to be a review that comes out at the beginning of the month that will have surveyed attitudes and opinions within the armed forces. I will expect that Secretary of Defense Gates and Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Admiral Mullen will have something to say about that review. I will look at it very carefully. But that will give us time to act in -- potentially during the lame duck session to change this policy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You know, for example, I know one of the things that's come up is that the 1099 provision in the health care bill appears to be too burdensome for small businesses. It just involves too much paperwork, too much filing. It's probably counterproductive. It was designed to make sure that revenue was raised to help pay for some of the other provisions, but if it ends up just being so much trouble that small businesses find it difficult to manage, that's something that we should take a look at.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, let me take the second issue first. I've been a strong believer in the notion that if somebody is willing to serve in our military, in uniform, putting their lives on the line for our security, that they should not be prevented from doing so because of their sexual orientation. And since there's been a lot of discussion about polls over the last 48 hours, I think it's worth noting that the overwhelming majority of Americans feel the same way. It's the right thing to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We need to provide certainty and it's time for us to move this policy forward. And this should not be a partisan issue. This is an issue, as I said, where you've got a sizable portion of the American people squarely behind the notion that folks who are willing to serve on our behalf should be treated fairly and equally.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, in terms of how we move forward, I think that the American people understand that we're still digging our way out of a pretty big mess. So I don't think anybody denies they think we're in a ditch. I just don't think they feel like we've gotten all the way out of the ditch yet. And to move the analogy forward that I used in the campaign, I think what they want right now is the Democrats and the Republicans both pushing some more to get the car on level ground. And we haven't done that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With respect to the tax cut issue, my goal is to make sure that we don't have a huge spike in taxes for middle-class families. Not only would that be a terrible burden on families who are already going through tough times, it would be bad for our economy. It is very important that we're not taking a whole bunch of money out of the system from people who are most likely to spend that money on goods, services, groceries, buying a new winter coat for the kids.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In addition, there were a bunch of price tags that went with that. And so, even though these were emergency situations, people rightly said, gosh, we already have all this debt, we already have these big deficits; this is potentially going to compound it, and at what point are we going to get back to a situation where we're doing what families all around the country do, which is make sure that if you spend something you know how to pay for it -- as opposed to racking up the credit card for the next generation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The EPA is under a court order that says greenhouse gases are a pollutant that fall under their jurisdiction. And I think one of the things that's very important for me is not to have us ignore the science, but rather to find ways that we can solve these problems that don't hurt the economy, that encourage the development of clean energy in this country, that, in fact, may give us opportunities to create entire new industries and create jobs that -- and that put us in a competitive posture around the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And so one of the things that I've got to take responsibility for is not having moved enough on those fronts. And I think there is an opportunity to move forward on some of those issues. My understanding is Eric Cantor today said that he wanted to see a moratorium on earmarks continuing. That's something I think we can -- we can work on together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, as Commander-in-Chief, I've said that making this change needs to be done in an orderly fashion. I've worked with the Pentagon, worked with Secretary Gates, worked with Admiral Mullen to make sure that we are looking at this in a systemic way that maintains good order and discipline, but that we need to change this policy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, it also means one out of two voters think it was the right thing to do. And obviously this is an issue that has been contentious. But as I said, I think what's going to be useful is for us to go through the issues that Republicans have issues on -- not sort of talking generally, but let's talk specifics. Does this particular provision -- when it comes to preexisting conditions, is this something you're for or you're against? Helping seniors get their prescription drugs -- does that make sense or not?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So the question I think that my Republican friends and me and Democratic leaders are going to have answer is, what are our priorities? What do we care about? And that's going to be a tough debate, because there are some tough choices here.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What yesterday also told us is that no one party will be able to dictate where we go from here, that we must find common ground in order to set -- in order to make progress on some uncommonly difficult challenges. And I told John Boehner and Mitch McConnell last night I am very eager to sit down with members of both parties and figure out how we can move forward together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think there are a lot of Republicans that ran against the energy bill that passed in the House last year. And so it's doubtful that you could get the votes to pass that through the House this year or next year or the year after. But that doesn't mean there isn't agreement that we should have a better energy policy. And so let's find those areas where we can agree.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For the fact is, real reform does not come at the ballot box alone. Through our efforts we must support those basic rights to speak your mind and access information. We will support open access to the Internet, and the right of journalists to be heard -- whether it's a big news organization or a lone blogger. In the 21st century, information is power, the truth cannot be hidden, and the legitimacy of governments will ultimately depend on active and informed citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "While Libya has faced violence on the greatest scale, it's not the only place where leaders have turned to repression to remain in power. Most recently, the Syrian regime has chosen the path of murder and the mass arrests of its citizens. The United States has condemned these actions, and working with the international community we have stepped up our sanctions on the Syrian regime -- including sanctions announced yesterday on President Assad and those around him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Fourth, the United States will launch a comprehensive Trade and Investment Partnership Initiative in the Middle East and North Africa. If you take out oil exports, this entire region of over 400 million people exports roughly the same amount as Switzerland. So we will work with the EU to facilitate more trade within the region, build on existing agreements to promote integration with U. S. and European markets, and open the door for those countries who adopt high standards of reform and trade liberalization to construct a regional trade arrangement. And just as EU membership served as an incentive for reform in Europe, so should the vision of a modern and prosperous economy create a powerful force for reform in the Middle East and North Africa.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These principles provide a foundation for negotiations. Palestinians should know the territorial outlines of their state; Israelis should know that their basic security concerns will be met. I'm aware that these steps alone will not resolve the conflict, because two wrenching and emotional issues will remain: the future of Jerusalem, and the fate of Palestinian refugees. But moving forward now on the basis of territory and security provides a foundation to resolve those two issues in a way that is just and fair, and that respects the rights and aspirations of both Israelis and Palestinians.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For the American people, the scenes of upheaval in the region may be unsettling, but the forces driving it are not unfamiliar. Our own nation was founded through a rebellion against an empire. Our people fought a painful Civil War that extended freedom and dignity to those who were enslaved. And I would not be standing here today unless past generations turned to the moral force of nonviolence as a way to perfect our union -- organizing, marching, protesting peacefully together to make real those words that declared our nation: \"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, as we do, we must proceed with a sense of humility. It's not America that put people into the streets of Tunis or Cairo -- it was the people themselves who launched these movements, and it's the people themselves that must ultimately determine their outcome.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we face a historic opportunity. We have the chance to show that America values the dignity of the street vendor in Tunisia more than the raw power of the dictator. There must be no doubt that the United States of America welcomes change that advances self-determination and opportunity. Yes, there will be perils that accompany this moment of promise. But after decades of accepting the world as it is in the region, we have a chance to pursue the world as it should be.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But the events of the past six months show us that strategies of repression and strategies of diversion will not work anymore. Satellite television and the Internet provide a window into the wider world -- a world of astonishing progress in places like India and Indonesia and Brazil. Cell phones and social networks allow young people to connect and organize like never before. And so a new generation has emerged. And their voices tell us that change cannot be denied.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The fact is, a growing number of Palestinians live west of the Jordan River. Technology will make it harder for Israel to defend itself. A region undergoing profound change will lead to populism in which millions of people -- not just one or two leaders -- must believe peace is possible. The international community is tired of an endless process that never produces an outcome. The dream of a Jewish and democratic state cannot be fulfilled with permanent occupation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Prosperity also requires tearing down walls that stand in the way of progress -- the corruption of elites who steal from their people; the red tape that stops an idea from becoming a business; the patronage that distributes wealth based on tribe or sect. We will help governments meet international obligations, and invest efforts at anti-corruption -- by working with parliamentarians who are developing reforms, and activists who use technology to increase transparency and hold government accountable. Politics and human rights; economic reform.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I disagree. At a time when the people of the Middle East and North Africa are casting off the burdens of the past, the drive for a lasting peace that ends the conflict and resolves all claims is more urgent than ever. That's certainly true for the two parties involved.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We look forward to working with all who embrace genuine and inclusive democracy. What we will oppose is an attempt by any group to restrict the rights of others, and to hold power through coercion and not consent. Because democracy depends not only on elections, but also strong and accountable institutions, and the respect for the rights of minorities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That is the choice that must be made -- not simply in the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, but across the entire region -- a choice between hate and hope; between the shackles of the past and the promise of the future. It's a choice that must be made by leaders and by the people, and it's a choice that will define the future of a region that served as the cradle of civilization and a crucible of strife.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And this lack of self-determination -- the chance to make your life what you will -- has applied to the region's economy as well. Yes, some nations are blessed with wealth in oil and gas, and that has led to pockets of prosperity. But in a global economy based on knowledge, based on innovation, no development strategy can be based solely upon what comes out of the ground. Nor can people reach their potential when you cannot start a business without paying a bribe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, even as we promote political reform, even as we promote human rights in the region, our efforts can't stop there. So the second way that we must support positive change in the region is through our efforts to advance economic development for nations that are transitioning to democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There are times in the course of history when the actions of ordinary citizens spark movements for change because they speak to a longing for freedom that has been building up for years. In America, think of the defiance of those patriots in Boston who refused to pay taxes to a King, or the dignity of Rosa Parks as she sat courageously in her seat. So it was in Tunisia, as that vendor's act of desperation tapped into the frustration felt throughout the country. Hundreds of protesters took to the streets, then thousands. And in the face of batons and sometimes bullets, they refused to go home -- day after day, week after week -- until a dictator of more than two decades finally left power.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As for security, every state has the right to self-defense, and Israel must be able to defend itself -- by itself -- against any threat. Provisions must also be robust enough to prevent a resurgence of terrorism, to stop the infiltration of weapons, and to provide effective border security. The full and phased withdrawal of Israeli military forces should be coordinated with the assumption of Palestinian security responsibility in a sovereign, non-militarized state. And the duration of this transition period must be agreed, and the effectiveness of security arrangements must be demonstrated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, already, we've done much to shift our foreign policy following a decade defined by two costly conflicts. After years of war in Iraq, we've removed 100,000 American troops and ended our combat mission there. In Afghanistan, we've broken the Taliban's momentum, and this July we will begin to bring our troops home and continue a transition to Afghan lead. And after years of war against al Qaeda and its affiliates, we have dealt al Qaeda a huge blow by killing its leader, Osama bin Laden.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What is true for religious minorities is also true when it comes to the rights of women. History shows that countries are more prosperous and more peaceful when women are empowered. And that's why we will continue to insist that universal rights apply to women as well as men -- by focusing assistance on child and maternal health; by helping women to teach, or start a business; by standing up for the right of women to have their voices heard, and to run for office. The region will never reach its full potential when more than half of its population is prevented from achieving their full potential.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Not every country will follow our particular form of representative democracy, and there will be times when our short-term interests don't align perfectly with our long-term vision for the region. But we can, and we will, speak out for a set of core principles -- principles that have guided our response to the events over the past six months:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you very much, everybody. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, let me say this: Recognizing that negotiations need to begin with the issues of territory and security does not mean that it will be easy to come back to the table. In particular, the recent announcement of an agreement between Fatah and Hamas raises profound and legitimate questions for Israel: How can one negotiate with a party that has shown itself unwilling to recognize your right to exist? And in the weeks and months to come, Palestinian leaders will have to provide a credible answer to that question. Meanwhile, the United States, our Quartet partners, and the Arab states will need to continue every effort to get beyond the current impasse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will continue to do these things, with the firm belief that America's interests are not hostile to people's hopes; they're essential to them. We believe that no one benefits from a nuclear arms race in the region, or al Qaeda's brutal attacks. We believe people everywhere would see their economies crippled by a cut-off in energy supplies. As we did in the Gulf War, we will not tolerate aggression across borders, and we will keep our commitments to friends and partners.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Such tolerance is particularly important when it comes to religion. In Tahrir Square, we heard Egyptians from all walks of life chant, \"Muslims, Christians, we are one.\" America will work to see that this spirit prevails -- that all faiths are respected, and that bridges are built among them. In a region that was the birthplace of three world religions, intolerance can lead only to suffering and stagnation. And for this season of change to succeed, Coptic Christians must have the right to worship freely in Cairo, just as Shia must never have their mosques destroyed in Bahrain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Those shouts of human dignity are being heard across the region. And through the moral force of nonviolence, the people of the region have achieved more change in six months than terrorists have accomplished in decades.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why, two years ago in Cairo, I began to broaden our engagement based upon mutual interests and mutual respect. I believed then -- and I believe now -- that we have a stake not just in the stability of nations, but in the self-determination of individuals. The status quo is not sustainable. Societies held together by fear and repression may offer the illusion of stability for a time, but they are built upon fault lines that will eventually tear asunder.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For the Palestinians, efforts to delegitimize Israel will end in failure. Symbolic actions to isolate Israel at the United Nations in September won't create an independent state. Palestinian leaders will not achieve peace or prosperity if Hamas insists on a path of terror and rejection. And Palestinians will never realize their independence by denying the right of Israel to exist.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The United States supports a set of universal rights. And these rights include free speech, the freedom of peaceful assembly, the freedom of religion, equality for men and women under the rule of law, and the right to choose your own leaders -- whether you live in Baghdad or Damascus, Sanaa or Tehran.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, we're working with Congress to create Enterprise Funds to invest in Tunisia and Egypt. And these will be modeled on funds that supported the transitions in Eastern Europe after the fall of the Berlin Wall. OPIC will soon launch a $2 billion facility to support private investment across the region. And we will work with the allies to refocus the European Bank for Reconstruction and Development so that it provides the same support for democratic transitions and economic modernization in the Middle East and North Africa as it has in Europe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So in the months ahead, America must use all our influence to encourage reform in the region. Even as we acknowledge that each country is different, we need to speak honestly about the principles that we believe in, with friend and foe alike. Our message is simple: If you take the risks that reform entails, you will have the full support of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "First, we've asked the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund to present a plan at next week's G8 summit for what needs to be done to stabilize and modernize the economies of Tunisia and Egypt. Together, we must help them recover from the disruptions of their democratic upheaval, and support the governments that will be elected later this year. And we are urging other countries to help Egypt and Tunisia meet its near-term financial needs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let me be specific. First, it will be the policy of the United States to promote reform across the region, and to support transitions to democracy. That effort begins in Egypt and Tunisia, where the stakes are high -- as Tunisia was at the vanguard of this democratic wave, and Egypt is both a longstanding partner and the Arab world's largest nation. Both nations can set a strong example through free and fair elections, a vibrant civil society, accountable and effective democratic institutions, and responsible regional leadership. But our support must also extend to nations where transitions have yet to take place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Bin Laden and his murderous vision won some adherents. But even before his death, al Qaeda was losing its struggle for relevance, as the overwhelming majority of people saw that the slaughter of innocents did not answer their cries for a better life. By the time we found bin Laden, al Qaeda's agenda had come to be seen by the vast majority of the region as a dead end, and the people of the Middle East and North Africa had taken their future into their own hands.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the last two months, Washington has been dominated by some pretty contentious debates -- I think that's fair to say. And between a reckless shutdown by congressional Republicans in an effort to repeal the Affordable Care Act, and admittedly poor execution on my administration's part in implementing the latest stage of the new law, nobody has acquitted themselves very well these past few months. So it's not surprising that the American people's frustrations with Washington are at an all-time high.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why we have nutrition assistance or the program known as SNAP, because it makes a difference for a mother who's working, but is just having a hard time putting food on the table for her kids. That's why we have unemployment insurance, because it makes a difference for a father who lost his job and is out there looking for a new one that he can keep a roof over his kids' heads. By the way, Christmastime is no time for Congress to tell more than 1 million of these Americans that they have lost their unemployment insurance, which is what will happen if Congress does not act before they leave on their holiday vacation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the past 10 years, the Center for American Progress has done incredible work to shape the debate over expanding opportunity for all Americans. And I could not be more grateful to CAP not only for giving me a lot of good policy ideas, but also giving me a lot of staff. My friend, John Podesta, ran my transition; my Chief of Staff, Denis McDonough, did a stint at CAP. So you guys are obviously doing a good job training folks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why from day one we've worked to get the economy growing and help our businesses hire. And thanks to their resilience and innovation, they've created nearly 8 million new jobs over the past 44 months. And now we've got to grow the economy even faster. And we've got to keep working to make America a magnet for good, middle-class jobs to replace the ones that we've lost in recent decades -- jobs in manufacturing and energy and infrastructure and technology.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, you'll be pleased to know this is not a State of the Union Address. And many of the ideas that can make the biggest difference in expanding opportunity I've presented before. But let me offer a few key principles, just a roadmap that I believe should guide us in both our legislative agenda and our administrative efforts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The top 10 percent no longer takes in one-third of our income -- it now takes half. Whereas in the past, the average CEO made about 20 to 30 times the income of the average worker, today's CEO now makes 273 times more. And meanwhile, a family in the top 1 percent has a net worth 288 times higher than the typical family, which is a record for this country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we've also seen how government action time and again can make an enormous difference in increasing opportunity and bolstering ladders into the middle class. Investments in education, laws establishing collective bargaining, and a minimum wage -- these all contributed to rising standards of living for massive numbers of Americans. Likewise, when previous generations declared that every citizen of this country deserved a basic measure of security -- a floor through which they could not fall -- we helped millions of Americans live in dignity, and gave millions more the confidence to aspire to something better, by taking a risk on a great idea.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Second, we need to dispel the myth that the goals of growing the economy and reducing inequality are necessarily in conflict, when they should actually work in concert. We know from our history that our economy grows best from the middle out, when growth is more widely shared. And we know that beyond a certain level of inequality, growth actually slows altogether.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So the basic bargain at the heart of our economy has frayed. In fact, this trend towards growing inequality is not unique to America's market economy. Across the developed world, inequality has increased. Some of you may have seen just last week, the Pope himself spoke about this at eloquent length. \"How can it be,\" he wrote, \"that it is not a news item when an elderly homeless person dies of exposure, but it is news when the stock market loses two points?\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So let me repeat: The combined trends of increased inequality and decreasing mobility pose a fundamental threat to the American Dream, our way of life, and what we stand for around the globe. And it is not simply a moral claim that I'm making here. There are practical consequences to rising inequality and reduced mobility.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Others argue that if we raise the minimum wage, companies will just pass those costs on to consumers. But a growing chorus of businesses, small and large, argue differently. And already, there are extraordinary companies in America that provide decent wages, salaries, and benefits, and training for their workers, and deliver a great product to consumers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Fifth, we've got to revamp retirement to protect Americans in their golden years, to make sure another housing collapse doesn't steal the savings in their homes. We've also got to strengthen our safety net for a new age, so it doesn't just protect people who hit a run of bad luck from falling into poverty, but also propels them back out of poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why we fought for the Affordable Care Act because 14,000 Americans lost their health insurance every single day, and even more died each year because they didn't have health insurance at all. We did it because millions of families who thought they had coverage were driven into bankruptcy by out-of-pocket costs that they didn't realize would be there. Tens of millions of our fellow citizens couldn't get any coverage at all. And Dr. King once said, \"Of all the forms of inequality, injustice in health care is the most shocking and inhumane.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well, not anymore. Because in the three years since we passed this law, the share of Americans with insurance is up, the growth of health care costs are down to their slowest rate in 50 years. More people have insurance, and more have new benefits and protections -- 100 million Americans who have gained the right for free preventive care like mammograms and contraception; the more than 7 million Americans who have saved an average of $1,200 on their prescription medicine; every American who won't go broke when they get sick because their insurance can't limit their care anymore.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why, even as I will keep on offering my own ideas for expanding opportunity, I'll also keep challenging and welcoming those who oppose my ideas to offer their own. If Republicans have concrete plans that will actually reduce inequality, build the middle class, provide more ladders of opportunity to the poor, let's hear them. I want to know what they are. If you don't think we should raise the minimum wage, let's hear your idea to increase people's earnings. If you don't think every child should have access to preschool, tell us what you'd do differently to give them a better shot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To begin with, we have to continue to relentlessly push a growth agenda. It may be true that in today's economy, growth alone does not guarantee higher wages and incomes. We've seen that. But what's also true is we can't tackle inequality if the economic pie is shrinking or stagnant. The fact is if you're a progressive and you want to help the middle class and the working poor, you've still got to be concerned about competitiveness and productivity and business confidence that spurs private sector investment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Nevertheless, during the post-World War II years, the economic ground felt stable and secure for most Americans, and the future looked brighter than the past. And for some, that meant following in your old man's footsteps at the local plant, and you knew that a blue-collar job would let you buy a home, and a car, maybe a vacation once in a while, health care, a reliable pension. For others, it meant going to college -- in some cases, maybe the first in your family to go to college. And it meant graduating without taking on loads of debt, and being able to count on advancement through a vibrant job market.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "A new study shows that disparities in education, mental health, obesity, absent fathers, isolation from church, isolation from community groups -- these gaps are now as much about growing up rich or poor as they are about anything else. The gap in test scores between poor kids and wealthy kids is now nearly twice what it is between white kids and black kids. Kids with working-class parents are 10 times likelier than kids with middle- or upper-class parents to go through a time when their parents have no income. So the fact is this: The opportunity gap in America is now as much about class as it is about race, and that gap is growing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It means a trade agenda that grows exports and works for the middle class. It means streamlining regulations that are outdated or unnecessary or too costly. And it means coming together around a responsible budget -- one that grows our economy faster right now and shrinks our long-term deficits, one that unwinds the harmful sequester cuts that haven't made a lot of sense and then frees up resources to invest in things like the scientific research that's always unleashed new innovation and new industries.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And finally, rising inequality and declining mobility are bad for our democracy. Ordinary folks can't write massive campaign checks or hire high-priced lobbyists and lawyers to secure policies that tilt the playing field in their favor at everyone else's expense. And so people get the bad taste that the system is rigged, and that increases cynicism and polarization, and it decreases the political participation that is a requisite part of our system of self-government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, we all know the arguments that have been used against a higher minimum wage. Some say it actually hurts low-wage workers -- businesses will be less likely to hire them. But there's no solid evidence that a higher minimum wage costs jobs, and research shows it raises incomes for low-wage workers and boosts short-term economic growth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I've also embraced an idea that I know all of you at the Center for American Progress have championed -- and, by the way, Republican governors in a couple of states have championed -- and that's making high-quality preschool available to every child in America. We know that kids in these programs grow up likelier to get more education, earn higher wages, form more stable families of their own. It starts a virtuous cycle, not a vicious one. And we should invest in that. We should give all of our children that chance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This shouldn't be an ideological question. It was Adam Smith, the father of free-market economics, who once said, \"They who feed, clothe, and lodge the whole body of the people should have such a share of the produce of their own labor as to be themselves tolerably well fed, clothed, and lodged.\" And for those of you who don't speak old-English let me translate. It means if you work hard, you should make a decent living. If you work hard, you should be able to support a family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The idea that so many children are born into poverty in the wealthiest nation on Earth is heartbreaking enough. But the idea that a child may never be able to escape that poverty because she lacks a decent education or health care, or a community that views her future as their own, that should offend all of us and it should compel us to action. We are a better country than this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But government can't stand on the sidelines in our efforts. Because government is us. It can and should reflect our deepest values and commitments. And if we refocus our energies on building an economy that grows for everybody, and gives every child in this country a fair chance at success, then I remain confident that the future still looks brighter than the past, and that the best days for this country we love are still ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And it is these numbers -- not the ones in any poll -- that will ultimately determine the fate of this law. It's the measurable outcomes in reduced bankruptcies and reduced hours that have been lost because somebody couldn't make it to work, and healthier kids with better performance in schools, and young entrepreneurs who have the freedom to go out there and try a new idea -- those are the things that will ultimately reduce a major source of inequality and help ensure more Americans get the start that they need to succeed in the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Together, we forged a New Deal, declared a War on Poverty in a great society. We built a ladder of opportunity to climb, and stretched out a safety net beneath so that if we fell, it wouldn't be too far, and we could bounce back. And as a result, America built the largest middle class the world has ever known. And for the three decades after World War II, it was the engine of our prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So this is an issue that we have to tackle head on. And if, in fact, the majority of Americans agree that our number-one priority is to restore opportunity and broad-based growth for all Americans, the question is why has Washington consistently failed to act? And I think a big reason is the myths that have developed around the issue of inequality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, it's true that those at the top, even in those years, claimed a much larger share of income than the rest: The top 10 percent consistently took home about one-third of our national income. But that kind of inequality took place in a dynamic market economy where everyone's wages and incomes were growing. And because of upward mobility, the guy on the factory floor could picture his kid running the company some day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we've put forward new plans to help these communities and their residents, because we've watched cities like Pittsburgh or my hometown of Chicago revamp themselves. And if we give more cities the tools to do it -- not handouts, but a hand up -- cities like Detroit can do it, too. So in a few weeks, we'll announce the first of these Promise Zones, urban and rural communities where we're going to support local efforts focused on a national goal -- and that is a child's course in life should not be determined by the zip code he's born in, but by the strength of his work ethic and the scope of his dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So let me end by addressing the elephant in the room here, which is the seeming inability to get anything done in Washington these days. I realize we are not going to resolve all of our political debates over the best ways to reduce inequality and increase upward mobility this year, or next year, or in the next five years. But it is important that we have a serious debate about these issues. For the longer that current trends are allowed to continue, the more it will feed the cynicism and fear that many Americans are feeling right now -- that they'll never be able to repay the debt they took on to go to college, they'll never be able to save enough to retire, they'll never see their own children land a good job that supports a family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As values of community broke down, and competitive pressure increased, businesses lobbied Washington to weaken unions and the value of the minimum wage. As a trickle-down ideology became more prominent, taxes were slashed for the wealthiest, while investments in things that make us all richer, like schools and infrastructure, were allowed to wither. And for a certain period of time, we could ignore this weakening economic foundation, in part because more families were relying on two earners as women entered the workforce. We took on more debt financed by a juiced-up housing market. But when the music stopped, and the crisis hit, millions of families were stripped of whatever cushion they had left.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I also want to thank all the members of Congress and my administration who are here today for the wonderful work that they do. I want to thank Mayor Gray and everyone here at THEARC for having me. This center, which I've been to quite a bit, have had a chance to see some of the great work that's done here. And all the nonprofits that call THEARC home offer access to everything from education, to health care, to a safe shelter from the streets, which means that you're harnessing the power of community to expand opportunity for folks here in D. C. And your work reflects a tradition that runs through our history -- a belief that we're greater together than we are on our own. And that's what I've come here to talk about today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And the result is an economy that's become profoundly unequal, and families that are more insecure. I'll just give you a few statistics. Since 1979, when I graduated from high school, our productivity is up by more than 90 percent, but the income of the typical family has increased by less than eight percent. Since 1979, our economy has more than doubled in size, but most of that growth has flowed to a fortunate few.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's the country our parents and grandparents and generations before them built for us. That's the tradition we must uphold. That's the legacy we must leave for those who are yet to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Are we a nation that tolerates the hypocrisy of a system where workers who pick our fruit and make our beds never have a chance to get right with the law? Or are we a nation that gives them a chance to make amends, take responsibility, and give their kids a better future?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's been this way for decades. And for decades, we haven't done much about it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Are we a nation that kicks out a striving, hopeful immigrant like Astrid, or are we a nation that finds a way to welcome her in? Scripture tells us that we shall not oppress a stranger, for we know the heart of a stranger -- we were strangers once, too.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For more than 200 years, our tradition of welcoming immigrants from around the world has given us a tremendous advantage over other nations. It's kept us youthful, dynamic, and entrepreneurial. It has shaped our character as a people with limitless possibilities -- people not trapped by our past, but able to remake ourselves as we choose.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because for all the back and forth of Washington, we have to remember that this debate is about something bigger. It's about who we are as a country, and who we want to be for future generations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These people -- our neighbors, our classmates, our friends -- they did not come here in search of a free ride or an easy life. They came to work, and study, and serve in our military, and above all, contribute to America's success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I continue to believe that the best way to solve this problem is by working together to pass that kind of common sense law. But until that happens, there are actions I have the legal authority to take as President -- the same kinds of actions taken by Democratic and Republican presidents before me -- that will help make our immigration system more fair and more just.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Families who enter our country the right way and play by the rules watch others flout the rules. Business owners who offer their workers good wages and benefits see the competition exploit undocumented immigrants by paying them far less. All of us take offense to anyone who reaps the rewards of living in America without taking on the responsibilities of living in America. And undocumented immigrants who desperately want to embrace those responsibilities see little option but to remain in the shadows, or risk their families being torn apart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Are we a nation that educates the world's best and brightest in our universities, only to send them home to create businesses in countries that compete against us? Or are we a nation that encourages them to stay and create jobs here, create businesses here, create industries right here in America?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Had the House of Representatives allowed that kind of bill a simple yes-or-no vote, it would have passed with support from both parties, and today it would be the law. But for a year and a half now, Republican leaders in the House have refused to allow that simple vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The actions I'm taking are not only lawful, they're the kinds of actions taken by every single Republican President and every single Democratic President for the past half century. And to those members of Congress who question my authority to make our immigration system work better, or question the wisdom of me acting where Congress has failed, I have one answer: Pass a bill.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now here's the thing: We expect people who live in this country to play by the rules. We expect that those who cut the line will not be unfairly rewarded. So we're going to offer the following deal: If you've been in America for more than five years; if you have children who are American citizens or legal residents; if you register, pass a criminal background check, and you're willing to pay your fair share of taxes -- you'll be able to apply to stay in this country temporarily without fear of deportation. You can come out of the shadows and get right with the law. That's what this deal is.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So one of the lessons we've learned from this spill is that we need better regulations, better safety standards, and better enforcement when it comes to offshore drilling. But a larger lesson is that no matter how much we improve our regulation of the industry, drilling for oil these days entails greater risk. After all, oil is a finite resource. We consume more than 20 percent of the world's oil, but have less than 2 percent of the world's oil reserves. And that's part of the reason oil companies are drilling a mile beneath the surface of the ocean -- because we're running out of places to drill on land and in shallow water.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, there are costs associated with this transition. And there are some who believe that we can't afford those costs right now. I say we can't afford not to change how we produce and use energy -- because the long-term costs to our economy, our national security, and our environment are far greater.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, we pray for that courage. We pray for the people of the Gulf. And we pray that a hand may guide us through the storm towards a brighter day. Thank you, God bless you, and may God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Beyond compensating the people of the Gulf in the short term, it's also clear we need a long-term plan to restore the unique beauty and bounty of this region. The oil spill represents just the latest blow to a place that's already suffered multiple economic disasters and decades of environmental degradation that has led to disappearing wetlands and habitats. And the region still hasn't recovered from Hurricanes Katrina and Rita. That's why we must make a commitment to the Gulf Coast that goes beyond responding to the crisis of the moment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The consequences of our inaction are now in plain sight. Countries like China are investing in clean energy jobs and industries that should be right here in America. Each day, we send nearly $1 billion of our wealth to foreign countries for their oil. And today, as we look to the Gulf, we see an entire way of life being threatened by a menacing cloud of black crude.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As a result of these efforts, we've directed BP to mobilize additional equipment and technology. And in the coming weeks and days, these efforts should capture up to 90 percent of the oil leaking out of the well. This is until the company finishes drilling a relief well later in the summer that's expected to stop the leak completely.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As the cleanup continues, we will offer whatever additional resources and assistance our coastal states may need. Now, a mobilization of this speed and magnitude will never be perfect, and new challenges will always arise. I saw and heard evidence of that during this trip. So if something isn't working, we want to hear about it. If there are problems in the operation, we will fix them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The oil spill is not the last crisis America will face. This nation has known hard times before and we will surely know them again. What sees us through -- what has always seen us through -- is our strength, our resilience, and our unyielding faith that something better awaits us if we summon the courage to reach for it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The ceremony goes on in good times and in bad. It took place after Katrina, and it took place a few weeks ago -- at the beginning of the most difficult season these fishermen have ever faced.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Each of us has a part to play in a new future that will benefit all of us. As we recover from this recession, the transition to clean energy has the potential to grow our economy and create millions of jobs -- but only if we accelerate that transition. Only if we seize the moment. And only if we rally together and act as one nation -- workers and entrepreneurs; scientists and citizens; the public and private sectors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But make no mistake: We will fight this spill with everything we've got for as long as it takes. We will make BP pay for the damage their company has caused. And we will do whatever's necessary to help the Gulf Coast and its people recover from this tragedy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And still, they came and they prayed. For as a priest and former fisherman once said of the tradition, \"The blessing is not that God has promised to remove all obstacles and dangers. The blessing is that He is with us always,\" a blessing that's granted \"even in the midst of the storm.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Already, this oil spill is the worst environmental disaster America has ever faced. And unlike an earthquake or a hurricane, it's not a single event that does its damage in a matter of minutes or days. The millions of gallons of oil that have spilled into the Gulf of Mexico are more like an epidemic, one that we will be fighting for months and even years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When I was a candidate for this office, I laid out a set of principles that would move our country towards energy independence. Last year, the House of Representatives acted on these principles by passing a strong and comprehensive energy and climate bill -- a bill that finally makes clean energy the profitable kind of energy for America's businesses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But we have to recognize that despite our best efforts, oil has already caused damage to our coastline and its wildlife. And sadly, no matter how effective our response is, there will be more oil and more damage before this siege is done. That's why the second thing we're focused on is the recovery and restoration of the Gulf Coast.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I'm happy to look at other ideas and approaches from either party -- as long they seriously tackle our addiction to fossil fuels. Some have suggested raising efficiency standards in our buildings like we did in our cars and trucks. Some believe we should set standards to ensure that more of our electricity comes from wind and solar power. Others wonder why the energy industry only spends a fraction of what the high-tech industry does on research and development -- and want to rapidly boost our investments in such research and development.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I refuse to let that happen. Tomorrow, I will meet with the chairman of BP and inform him that he is to set aside whatever resources are required to compensate the workers and business owners who have been harmed as a result of his company's recklessness. And this fund will not be controlled by BP. In order to ensure that all legitimate claims are paid out in a fair and timely manner, the account must and will be administered by an independent third party.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because of our efforts, millions of gallons of oil have already been removed from the water through burning, skimming and other collection methods. Over five and a half million feet of boom has been laid across the water to block and absorb the approaching oil. We've approved the construction of new barrier islands in Louisiana to try to stop the oil before it reaches the shore, and we're working with Alabama, Mississippi and Florida to implement creative approaches to their unique coastlines.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In order to save our children from a future of debt, we will also end the tax breaks for the wealthiest 2 percent of Americans. Now, let me be clear--let me be absolutely clear, because I know you'll end up hearing some of the same claims that rolling back these tax breaks means a massive tax increase on the American people: If your family earns less than $250,000 a year, a quarter million dollars a year, you will not see your taxes increased a single dime. I repeat: Not one single dime. In fact--not a dime--in fact, the recovery plan provides a tax cut--that's right, a tax cut--for 95 percent of working families. And by the way, these checks are on the way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know that the price of tuition is higher than ever, which is why if you are willing to volunteer in your neighborhood or give back to your community or serve your country, we will make sure that you can afford a higher education. And to encourage a renewed spirit of national service for this and future generations, I ask Congress to send me the bipartisan legislation that bears the name of Senator Orrin Hatch, as well as an American who has never stopped asking what he can do for his country, Senator Edward Kennedy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These words and these stories tell us something about the spirit of the people who sent us here. They tell us that even in the most trying times, amid the most difficult circumstances, there is a generosity, a resilience, a decency, and a determination that perseveres, a willingness to take responsibility for our future and for posterity. Their resolve must be our inspiration. Their concerns must be our cause. And we must show them and all our people that we are equal to the task before us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to speak plainly and candidly about this issue tonight, because every American should know that it directly affects you and your family's well-being. You should also know that the money you've deposited in banks across the country is safe, your insurance is secure, you can rely on the continued operation of our financial system. That's not the source of concern. The concern is that if we do not restart lending in this country, our recovery will be choked off before it even begins.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know there are some in this Chamber and watching at home who are skeptical of whether this plan will work, and I understand that skepticism. Here in Washington, we've all seen how quickly good intentions can turn into broken promises and wasteful spending. And with a plan of this scale comes enormous responsibility to get it right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And with our friends and allies, we will forge a new and comprehensive strategy for Afghanistan and Pakistan to defeat Al Qaida and combat extremism, because I will not allow terrorists to plot against the American people from safe havens halfway around the world. We will not allow it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To seek progress towards a secure and lasting peace between Israel and her neighbors, we have appointed an envoy to sustain our effort. To meet the challenges of the 21st century--from terrorism to nuclear proliferation, from pandemic disease to cyber threats to crushing poverty--we will strengthen old alliances, forge new ones, and use all elements of our national power.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thanks to our recovery plan, we will double this Nation's supply of renewable energy in the next 3 years. We've also made the largest investment in basic research funding in American history, an investment that will spur not only new discoveries in energy but breakthroughs in medicine and science and technology.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To overcome extremism, we must also be vigilant in upholding the values our troops defend, because there is no force in the world more powerful than the example of America. And that is why I have ordered the closing of the detention center at Guantanamo Bay and will seek swift and certain justice for captured terrorists. Because living our values doesn't make us weaker, it makes us safer and it makes us stronger. And that is why I can stand here tonight and say without exception or equivocation that the United States of America does not torture. We can make that commitment here tonight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think of Leonard Abess, a bank president from Miami who reportedly cashed out of his company, took a $60 million bonus, and gave it out to all 399 people who worked for him, plus another 72 who used to work for him. He didn't tell anyone, but when the local newspaper found out, he simply said, \"I knew some of these people since I was 7 years old. It didn't feel right getting the money myself.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I ask this Congress to join me in doing whatever proves necessary, because we cannot consign our Nation to an open-ended recession. And to ensure that a crisis of this magnitude never happens again, I ask Congress to move quickly on legislation that will finally reform our outdated regulatory system. It is time to put in place tough, new, commonsense rules of the road so that our financial market rewards drive and innovation, and punishes shortcuts and abuse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I understand that on any given day, Wall Street may be more comforted by an approach that gives bank bailouts with no strings attached and that holds nobody accountable for their reckless decisions. But such an approach won't solve the problem, and our goal is to quicken the day when we restart lending to the American people and American business and end this crisis once and for all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Already, we've made historic investment in education through the economic recovery plan. We've dramatically expanded early childhood education and will continue to improve its quality, because we know that the most formative learning comes in those first years of life. We've made college affordable for nearly 7 million more students--7 million. And we have provided the resources necessary to prevent painful cuts and teacher layoffs that would set back our children's progress.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, to preserve our long-term fiscal health, we must also address the growing costs in Medicare and Social Security. Comprehensive health care reform is the best way to strengthen Medicare for years to come. And we must also begin a conversation on how to do the same for Social Security, while creating tax-free universal savings accounts for all Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because of this plan, there are teachers who can now keep their jobs and educate our kids, health care professionals can continue caring for our sick. There are 57 police officers who are still on the streets of Minneapolis tonight because this plan prevented the layoffs their department was about to make. Because of this plan, 95 percent of working households in America will receive a tax cut; a tax cut that you will see in your paychecks beginning on April 1st. Because of this plan, families who are struggling to pay tuition costs will receive a $2,500 tax credit for all 4 years of college, and Americans who have lost their jobs in this recession will be able to receive extended unemployment benefits and continued health care coverage to help them weather this storm.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As soon as I took office, I asked this Congress to send me a recovery plan by President's Day that would put people back to work and put money in their pockets, not because I believe in bigger Government--I don't--not because I'm not mindful of the massive debt we've inherited--I am. I called for action because the failure to do so would have cost more jobs and caused more hardship. In fact, a failure to act would have worsened our long-term deficit by assuring weak economic growth for years. And that's why I pushed for quick action. And tonight I am grateful that this Congress delivered and pleased to say that the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act is now law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Speaking of our auto industry, everyone recognizes that years of bad decisionmaking and a global recession have pushed our automakers to the brink. We should not, and will not, protect them from their own bad practices. But we are committed to the goal of a retooled, reimagined auto industry that can compete and win. Millions of jobs depend on it; scores of communities depend on it. And I believe the Nation that invented the automobile cannot walk away from it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will soon lay down thousands of miles of power lines that can carry new energy to cities and towns across this country. And we will put Americans to work making our homes and buildings more efficient so that we can save billions of dollars on our energy bills.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now is the time to act boldly and wisely to not only revive this economy, but to build a new foundation for lasting prosperity. Now is the time to jumpstart job creation, restart lending, and invest in areas like energy, health care, and education that will grow our economy, even as we make hard choices to bring our deficit down. That is what my economic agenda is designed to do, and that is what I'd like to talk to you about tonight. It's an agenda that begins with jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know that it's easy to lose sight of this truth, to become cynical and doubtful, consumed with the petty and the trivial. But in my life, I have also learned that hope is found in unlikely places, that inspiration often comes not from those with the most power or celebrity, but from the dreams and aspirations of ordinary Americans who are anything but ordinary.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is a prescription for economic decline, because we know the countries that out-teach us today will out-compete us tomorrow. That is why it will be the goal of this administration to ensure that every child has access to a complete and competitive education, from the day they are born to the day they begin a career. That is a promise we have to make to the children of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In words and deeds, we are showing the world that a new era of engagement has begun. For we know that America cannot meet the threats of this century alone, but the world cannot meet them without America. We cannot shun the negotiating table, nor ignore the foes or forces that could do us harm. We are instead called to move forward with the sense of confidence and candor that serious times demand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Still, this plan will require significant resources from the Federal Government--and, yes, probably more than we've already set aside. But while the cost of action will be great, I can assure you that the cost of inaction will be far greater, for it could result in an economy that sputters along for not months or years, but perhaps a decade. That would be worse for our deficit, worse for business, worse for you, and worse for the next generation. And I refuse to let that happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are a nation that has seen promise amid peril and claimed opportunity from ordeal. Now we must be that nation again, and that is why, even as it cuts back on programs we don't need, the budget I submit will invest in the three areas that are absolutely critical to our economic future: energy, health care, and education.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Second, we have launched a housing plan that will help responsible families facing the threat of foreclosure lower their monthly payments and refinance their mortgages. It's a plan that won't help speculators or that neighbor down the street who bought a house he could never hope to afford, but it will help millions of Americans who are struggling with declining home values; Americans who will now be able to take advantage of the lower interest rates that this plan has already helped to bring about. In fact, the average family who refinances today can save nearly $2,000 per year on their mortgage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we stand at this crossroads of history, the eyes of all people in all nations are once again upon us, watching to see what we do with this moment, waiting for us to lead. Those of us gathered here tonight have been called to govern in extraordinary times. It is a tremendous burden, but also a great privilege, one that has been entrusted to few generations of Americans. For in our hands lies the ability to shape our world for good or for ill.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To relieve the strain on our forces, my budget increases the number of our soldiers and marines. And to keep our sacred trust with those who serve, we will raise their pay and give our veterans the expanded health care and benefits that they have earned.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The third challenge we must address is the urgent need to expand the promise of education in America. In a global economy where the most valuable skill you can sell is your knowledge, a good education is no longer just a pathway to opportunity, it is a prerequisite. Right now, three-quarters of the fastest growing occupations require more than a high school diploma. And yet, just over half of our citizens have that level of education. We have one of the highest high school dropout rates of any industrialized nation, and half of the students who begin college never finish.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I intend to hold these banks fully accountable for the assistance they receive, and this time, they will have to clearly demonstrate how taxpayer dollars result in more lending for the American taxpayer. This time, CEOs won't be able to use taxpayer money to pad their paychecks or buy fancy drapes or disappear on a private jet. Those days are over.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And to respond to an economic crisis that is global in scope, we are working with the nations of the G-20 to restore confidence in our financial system, avoid the possibility of escalating protectionism, and spur demand for American goods in markets across the globe. For the world depends on us having a strong economy, just as our economy depends on the strength of the world's.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, we will act with the full force of the Federal Government to ensure that the major banks that Americans depend on have enough confidence and enough money to lend even in more difficult times. And when we learn that a major bank has serious problems, we will hold accountable those responsible, force the necessary adjustments, provide the support to clean up their balance sheets, and assure the continuity of a strong, viable institution that can serve our people and our economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we meet here tonight, our men and women in uniform stand watch abroad and more are readying to deploy. To each and every one of them and to the families who bear the quiet burden of their absence, Americans are united in sending one message: We honor your service; we are inspired by your sacrifice; and you have our unyielding support.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "One urgent example is the effort to prevent the spread of nuclear weapons, and to seek a world without them. In the middle of the last century, nations agreed to be bound by a treaty whose bargain is clear: All will have access to peaceful nuclear power; those without nuclear weapons will forsake them; and those with nuclear weapons will work towards disarmament. I am committed to upholding this treaty. It is a centerpiece of my foreign policy. And I'm working with President Medvedev to reduce America and Russia's nuclear stockpiles.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So even as we respect the unique culture and traditions of different countries, America will always be a voice for those aspirations that are universal. We will bear witness to the quiet dignity of reformers like Aung Sang Suu Kyi; to the bravery of Zimbabweans who cast their ballots in the face of beatings; to the hundreds of thousands who have marched silently through the streets of Iran. It is telling that the leaders of these governments fear the aspirations of their own people more than the power of any other nation. And it is the responsibility of all free people and free nations to make clear that these movements -- these movements of hope and history -- they have us on their side.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It was this insight that drove drafters of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights after the Second World War. In the wake of devastation, they recognized that if human rights are not protected, peace is a hollow promise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To begin with, I believe that all nations -- strong and weak alike -- must adhere to standards that govern the use of force. I -- like any head of state -- reserve the right to act unilaterally if necessary to defend my nation. Nevertheless, I am convinced that adhering to standards, international standards, strengthens those who do, and isolates and weakens those who don't.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We must begin by acknowledging the hard truth: We will not eradicate violent conflict in our lifetimes. There will be times when nations -- acting individually or in concert -- will find the use of force not only necessary but morally justified.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I believe that force can be justified on humanitarian grounds, as it was in the Balkans, or in other places that have been scarred by war. Inaction tears at our conscience and can lead to more costly intervention later. That's why all responsible nations must embrace the role that militaries with a clear mandate can play to keep the peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In the wake of such destruction, and with the advent of the nuclear age, it became clear to victor and vanquished alike that the world needed institutions to prevent another world war. And so, a quarter century after the United States Senate rejected the League of Nations -- an idea for which Woodrow Wilson received this prize -- America led the world in constructing an architecture to keep the peace: a Marshall Plan and a United Nations, mechanisms to govern the waging of war, treaties to protect human rights, prevent genocide, restrict the most dangerous weapons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let us live by their example. We can acknowledge that oppression will always be with us, and still strive for justice. We can admit the intractability of depravation, and still strive for dignity. Clear-eyed, we can understand that there will be war, and still strive for peace. We can do that -- for that is the story of human progress; that's the hope of all the world; and at this moment of challenge, that must be our work here on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And most dangerously, we see it in the way that religion is used to justify the murder of innocents by those who have distorted and defiled the great religion of Islam, and who attacked my country from Afghanistan. These extremists are not the first to kill in the name of God; the cruelties of the Crusades are amply recorded. But they remind us that no Holy War can ever be a just war. For if you truly believe that you are carrying out divine will, then there is no need for restraint -- no need to spare the pregnant mother, or the medic, or the Red Cross worker, or even a person of one's own faith. Such a warped view of religion is not just incompatible with the concept of peace, but I believe it's incompatible with the very purpose of faith -- for the one rule that lies at the heart of every major religion is that we do unto others as we would have them do unto us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So part of our challenge is reconciling these two seemingly inreconcilable truths -- that war is sometimes necessary, and war at some level is an expression of human folly. Concretely, we must direct our effort to the task that President Kennedy called for long ago. \"Let us focus,\" he said, \"on a more practical, more attainable peace, based not on a sudden revolution in human nature but on a gradual evolution in human institutions.\" A gradual evolution of human institutions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I do not bring with me today a definitive solution to the problems of war. What I do know is that meeting these challenges will require the same vision, hard work, and persistence of those men and women who acted so boldly decades ago. And it will require us to think in new ways about the notions of just war and the imperatives of a just peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The world rallied around America after the 9/11 attacks, and continues to support our efforts in Afghanistan, because of the horror of those senseless attacks and the recognized principle of self-defense. Likewise, the world recognized the need to confront Saddam Hussein when he invaded Kuwait -- a consensus that sent a clear message to all about the cost of aggression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For if we lose that faith -- if we dismiss it as silly or naive; if we divorce it from the decisions that we make on issues of war and peace -- then we lose what's best about humanity. We lose our sense of possibility. We lose our moral compass.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And yet somehow, given the dizzying pace of globalization, the cultural leveling of modernity, it perhaps comes as no surprise that people fear the loss of what they cherish in their particular identities -- their race, their tribe, and perhaps most powerfully their religion. In some places, this fear has led to conflict. At times, it even feels like we're moving backwards. We see it in the Middle East, as the conflict between Arabs and Jews seems to harden. We see it in nations that are torn asunder by tribal lines.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why helping farmers feed their own people -- or nations educate their children and care for the sick -- is not mere charity. It's also why the world must come together to confront climate change. There is little scientific dispute that if we do nothing, we will face more drought, more famine, more mass displacement -- all of which will fuel more conflict for decades. For this reason, it is not merely scientists and environmental activists who call for swift and forceful action -- it's military leaders in my own country and others who understand our common security hangs in the balance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, we know that for most of history, this concept of \"just war\" was rarely observed. The capacity of human beings to think up new ways to kill one another proved inexhaustible, as did our capacity to exempt from mercy those who look different or pray to a different God. Wars between armies gave way to wars between nations -- total wars in which the distinction between combatant and civilian became blurred. In the span of 30 years, such carnage would twice engulf this continent. And while it's hard to conceive of a cause more just than the defeat of the Third Reich and the Axis powers, World War II was a conflict in which the total number of civilians who died exceeded the number of soldiers who perished.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And yet I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the considerable controversy that your generous decision has generated. In part, this is because I am at the beginning, and not the end, of my labors on the world stage. Compared to some of the giants of history who've received this prize -- Schweitzer and King; Marshall and Mandela -- my accomplishments are slight. And then there are the men and women around the world who have been jailed and beaten in the pursuit of justice; those who toil in humanitarian organizations to relieve suffering; the unrecognized millions whose quiet acts of courage and compassion inspire even the most hardened cynics. I cannot argue with those who find these men and women -- some known, some obscure to all but those they help -- to be far more deserving of this honor than I.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let me also say this: The promotion of human rights cannot be about exhortation alone. At times, it must be coupled with painstaking diplomacy. I know that engagement with repressive regimes lacks the satisfying purity of indignation. But I also know that sanctions without outreach -- condemnation without discussion -- can carry forward only a crippling status quo. No repressive regime can move down a new path unless it has the choice of an open door.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But perhaps the most profound issue surrounding my receipt of this prize is the fact that I am the Commander-in-Chief of the military of a nation in the midst of two wars. One of these wars is winding down. The other is a conflict that America did not seek; one in which we are joined by 42 other countries -- including Norway -- in an effort to defend ourselves and all nations from further attacks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This brings me to a second point -- the nature of the peace that we seek. For peace is not merely the absence of visible conflict. Only a just peace based on the inherent rights and dignity of every individual can truly be lasting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It is undoubtedly true that development rarely takes root without security; it is also true that security does not exist where human beings do not have access to enough food, or clean water, or the medicine and shelter they need to survive. It does not exist where children can't aspire to a decent education or a job that supports a family. The absence of hope can rot a society from within.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Furthermore, America -- in fact, no nation -- can insist that others follow the rules of the road if we refuse to follow them ourselves. For when we don't, our actions appear arbitrary and undercut the legitimacy of future interventions, no matter how justified.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I make this statement mindful of what Martin Luther King Jr. said in this same ceremony years ago: \"Violence never brings permanent peace. It solves no social problem: it merely creates new and more complicated ones.\" As someone who stands here as a direct consequence of Dr. King's life work, I am living testimony to the moral force of non-violence. I know there's nothing weak -- nothing passive -- nothing naive -- in the creed and lives of Gandhi and King.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The same principle applies to those who violate international laws by brutalizing their own people. When there is genocide in Darfur, systematic rape in Congo, repression in Burma -- there must be consequences. Yes, there will be engagement; yes, there will be diplomacy -- but there must be consequences when those things fail. And the closer we stand together, the less likely we will be faced with the choice between armed intervention and complicity in oppression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I have spoken at some length to the question that must weigh on our minds and our hearts as we choose to wage war. But let me now turn to our effort to avoid such tragic choices, and speak of three ways that we can build a just and lasting peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So yes, the instruments of war do have a role to play in preserving the peace. And yet this truth must coexist with another -- that no matter how justified, war promises human tragedy. The soldier's courage and sacrifice is full of glory, expressing devotion to country, to cause, to comrades in arms. But war itself is never glorious, and we must never trumpet it as such.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, a just peace includes not only civil and political rights -- it must encompass economic security and opportunity. For true peace is not just freedom from fear, but freedom from want.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let there be no doubt: The United States and United Kingdom stand squarely on the side of those who long to be free. And now, we must show that we will back up those words with deeds. That means investing in the future of those nations that transition to democracy, starting with Tunisia and Egypt -- by deepening ties of trade and commerce; by helping them demonstrate that freedom brings prosperity. And that means standing up for universal rights -- by sanctioning those who pursue repression, strengthening civil society, supporting the rights of minorities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "A financial crisis that began on Wall Street infected nearly every continent, which is why we must keep working through forums like the G20 to put in place global rules of the road to prevent future excesses and abuse. No country can hide from the dangers of carbon pollution, which is why we must build on what was achieved at Copenhagen and Cancun to leave our children a planet that is safer and cleaner.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And yet, as this rapid change has taken place, it's become fashionable in some quarters to question whether the rise of these nations will accompany the decline of American and European influence around the world. Perhaps, the argument goes, these nations represent the future, and the time for our leadership has passed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I come here today to reaffirm one of the oldest, one of the strongest alliances the world has ever known. It's long been said that the United States and the United Kingdom share a special relationship. And since we also share an especially active press corps, that relationship is often analyzed and overanalyzed for the slightest hint of stress or strain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We do these things because we believe not simply in the rights of nations; we believe in the rights of citizens. That is the beacon that guided us through our fight against fascism and our twilight struggle against communism. And today, that idea is being put to the test in the Middle East and North Africa. In country after country, people are mobilizing to free themselves from the grip of an iron fist. And while these movements for change are just six months old, we have seen them play out before -- from Eastern Europe to the Americas, from South Africa to Southeast Asia.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And just as we must lead on behalf of the prosperity of our citizens, so we must safeguard their security. Our two nations know what it is to confront evil in the world. Hitler's armies would not have stopped their killing had we not fought them on the beaches and on the landing grounds, in the fields and on the streets. We must never forget that there was nothing inevitable about our victory in that terrible war. It was won through the courage and character of our people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I believe we can do this again. As we do, the successes and failures of our own past can serve as an example for emerging economies -- that it's possible to grow without polluting; that lasting prosperity comes not from what a nation consumes, but from what it produces, and from the investments it makes in its people and its infrastructure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This conviction lives on in their people today. The challenges we face are great. The work before us is hard. But we have come through a difficult decade, and whenever the tests and trials ahead may seem too big or too many, let us turn to their example, and the words that Churchill spoke on the day that Europe was freed:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For almost a decade, Afghanistan has been a central front of these efforts. Throughout those years, you, the British people, have been a stalwart ally, along with so many others who fight by our side.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our action -- our leadership -- is essential to the cause of human dignity. And so we must act -- and lead -- with confidence in our ideals, and an abiding faith in the character of our people, who sent us all here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But make no mistake: What we saw, what we are seeing in Tehran, in Tunis, in Tahrir Square, is a longing for the same freedoms that we take for granted here at home. It was a rejection of the notion that people in certain parts of the world don't want to be free, or need to have democracy imposed upon them. It was a rebuke to the worldview of al Qaeda, which smothers the rights of individuals, and would thereby subject them to perpetual poverty and violence.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you very much. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I have known few greater honors than the opportunity to address the Mother of Parliaments at Westminster Hall. I am told that the last three speakers here have been the Pope, Her Majesty the Queen, and Nelson Mandela -- which is either a very high bar or the beginning of a very funny joke.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "History tells us that democracy is not easy. It will be years before these revolutions reach their conclusion, and there will be difficult days along the way. Power rarely gives up without a fight -- particularly in places where there are divisions of tribe and divisions of sect. We also know that populism can take dangerous turns -- from the extremism of those who would use democracy to deny minority rights, to the nationalism that left so many scars on this continent in the 20th century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've also been reminded in the last few years that markets can sometimes fail. In the last century, both our nations put in place regulatory frameworks to deal with such market failures -- safeguards to protect the banking system after the Great Depression, for example; regulations that were established to prevent the pollution of our air and water during the 1970s.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Together with our allies, we forged a lasting peace from a cold war. When the Iron Curtain lifted, we expanded our alliance to include the nations of Central and Eastern Europe, and built new bridges to Russia and the former states of the Soviet Union. And when there was strife in the Balkans, we worked together to keep the peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And we share a common interest in development that advances dignity and security. To succeed, we must cast aside the impulse to look at impoverished parts of the globe as a place for charity. Instead, we should empower the same forces that have allowed our own people to thrive: We should help the hungry to feed themselves, the doctors who care for the sick. We should support countries that confront corruption, and allow their people to innovate. And we should advance the truth that nations prosper when they allow women and girls to reach their full potential.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That gives nations like the United States and the United Kingdom an inherent advantage. For from Newton and Darwin to Edison and Einstein, from Alan Turing to Steve Jobs, we have led the world in our commitment to science and cutting-edge research, the discovery of new medicines and technologies. We educate our citizens and train our workers in the best colleges and universities on Earth. But to maintain this advantage in a world that's more competitive than ever, we will have to redouble our investments in science and engineering, and renew our national commitments to educating our workforces.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That argument is wrong. The time for our leadership is now. It was the United States and the United Kingdom and our democratic allies that shaped a world in which new nations could emerge and individuals could thrive. And even as more nations take on the responsibilities of global leadership, our alliance will remain indispensable to the goal of a century that is more peaceful, more prosperous and more just.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are the allies who landed at Omaha and Gold, who sacrificed side by side to free a continent from the march of tyranny, and help prosperity flourish from the ruins of war. And with the founding of NATO -- a British idea -- we joined a transatlantic alliance that has ensured our security for over half a century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, this doesn't mean we can afford to stand still. The nature of our leadership will need to change with the times. As I said the first time I came to London as President, for the G20 summit, the days are gone when Roosevelt and Churchill could sit in a room and solve the world's problems over a glass of brandy -- although I'm sure that Prime Minister Cameron would agree that some days we could both use a stiff drink. In this century, our joint leadership will require building new partnerships, adapting to new circumstances, and remaking ourselves to meet the demands of a new era.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes, our diversity can lead to tension. And throughout our history there have been heated debates about immigration and assimilation in both of our countries. But even as these debates can be difficult, we fundamentally recognize that our patchwork heritage is an enormous strength -- that in a world which will only grow smaller and more interconnected, the example of our two nations says it is possible for people to be united by their ideals, instead of divided by their differences; that it's possible for hearts to change and old hatreds to pass; that it's possible for the sons and daughters of former colonies to sit here as members of this great Parliament, and for the grandson of a Kenyan who served as a cook in the British Army to stand before you as President of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For both of our nations, living up to the ideals enshrined in these founding documents has sometimes been difficult, has always been a work in progress. The path has never been perfect. But through the struggles of slaves and immigrants, women and ethnic minorities, former colonies and persecuted religions, we have learned better than most that the longing for freedom and human dignity is not English or American or Western -- it is universal, and it beats in every heart. Perhaps that's why there are few nations that stand firmer, speak louder, and fight harder to defend democratic values around the world than the United States and the United Kingdom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At a time when threats and challenges require nations to work in concert with one another, we remain the greatest catalysts for global action. In an era defined by the rapid flow of commerce and information, it is our free market tradition, our openness, fortified by our commitment to basic security for our citizens, that offers the best chance of prosperity that is both strong and shared. As millions are still denied their basic human rights because of who they are, or what they believe, or the kind of government that they live under, we are the nations most willing to stand up for the values of tolerance and self-determination that lead to peace and dignity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For there is one final quality that I believe makes the United States and the United Kingdom indispensable to this moment in history. And that is how we define ourselves as nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over time, the people of this nation waged a long and sometimes bloody struggle to expand and secure their freedom from the crown. Propelled by the ideals of the Enlightenment, they would ultimately forge an English Bill of Rights, and invest the power to govern in an elected parliament that's gathered here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But in today's economy, such threats of market failure can no longer be contained within the borders of any one country. Market failures can go global, and go viral, and demand international responses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that \"We Shall Overcome.\" Yes we can.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As I told Prime Minister Maliki, we will continue discussions on how we might help Iraq train and equip its forces -- again, just as we offer training and assistance to countries around the world. After all, there will be some difficult days ahead for Iraq, and the United States will continue to have an interest in an Iraq that is stable, secure and self-reliant. Just as Iraqis have persevered through war, I'm confident that they can build a future worthy of their history as a cradle of civilization.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This December will be a time to reflect on all that we've been though in this war. I'll join the American people in paying tribute to the more than 1 million Americans who have served in Iraq. We'll honor our many wounded warriors and the nearly 4,500 American patriots -- and their Iraqi and coalition partners -- who gave their lives to this effort.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Good afternoon, everybody. As a candidate for President, I pledged to bring the war in Iraq to a responsible end -- for the sake of our national security and to strengthen American leadership around the world. After taking office, I announced a new strategy that would end our combat mission in Iraq and remove all of our troops by the end of 2011.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "A few hours ago I spoke with Iraqi Prime Minister Maliki. I reaffirmed that the United States keeps its commitments. He spoke of the determination of the Iraqi people to forge their own future. We are in full agreement about how to move forward.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As Commander-in-Chief, ensuring the success of this strategy has been one of my highest national security priorities. Last year, I announced the end to our combat mission in Iraq. And to date, we've removed more than 100,000 troops. Iraqis have taken full responsibility for their country's security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Meanwhile, yesterday marked the definitive end of the Qaddafi regime in Libya. And there, too, our military played a critical role in shaping a situation on the ground in which the Libyan people can build their own future. Today, NATO is working to bring this successful mission to a close.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This includes enlisting our veterans in the greatest challenge that we now face as a nation -- creating opportunity and jobs in this country. Because after a decade of war, the nation that we need to build -- and the nation that we will build -- is our own; an America that sees its economic strength restored just as we've restored our leadership around the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Everything -- everything -- Gabe Zimmerman did, he did with passion. But his true passion was helping people. As Gabby's outreach director, he made the cares of thousands of her constituents his own, seeing to it that seniors got the Medicare benefits that they had earned, that veterans got the medals and the care that they deserved, that government was working for ordinary folks. He died doing what he loved -- talking with people and seeing how he could help. And Gabe is survived by his parents, Ross and Emily, his brother, Ben, and his fiancee, Kelly, who he planned to marry next year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If there are rain puddles in Heaven, Christina is jumping in them today. And here on this Earth -- here on this Earth, we place our hands over our hearts, and we commit ourselves as Americans to forging a country that is forever worthy of her gentle, happy spirit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "She showed an appreciation for life uncommon for a girl her age. She'd remind her mother, \"We are so blessed. We have the best life.\" And she'd pay those blessings back by participating in a charity that helped children who were less fortunate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Imagine -- imagine for a moment, here was a young girl who was just becoming aware of our democracy; just beginning to understand the obligations of citizenship; just starting to glimpse the fact that some day she, too, might play a part in shaping her nation's future. She had been elected to her student council. She saw public service as something exciting and hopeful. She was off to meet her congresswoman, someone she was sure was good and important and might be a role model. She saw all this through the eyes of a child, undimmed by the cynicism or vitriol that we adults all too often just take for granted.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Dorwan and Mavy Stoddard grew up in Tucson together -- about 70 years ago. They moved apart and started their own respective families. But after both were widowed they found their way back here, to, as one of Mavy's daughters put it, \"be boyfriend and girlfriend again.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When they weren't out on the road in their motor home, you could find them just up the road, helping folks in need at the Mountain Avenue Church of Christ. A retired construction worker, Dorwan spent his spare time fixing up the church along with his dog, Tux. His final act of selflessness was to dive on top of his wife, sacrificing his life for hers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "They believed -- they believed, and I believe that we can be better. Those who died here, those who saved life here -- they help me believe. We may not be able to stop all evil in the world, but I know that how we treat one another, that's entirely up to us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. Thank you very much. Please, please be seated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I have just come from the University Medical Center, just a mile from here, where our friend Gabby courageously fights to recover even as we speak. And I want to tell you -- her husband Mark is here and he allows me to share this with you -- right after we went to visit, a few minutes after we left her room and some of her colleagues in Congress were in the room, Gabby opened her eyes for the first time. Gabby opened her eyes for the first time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that quintessentially American scene, that was the scene that was shattered by a gunman's bullets. And the six people who lost their lives on Saturday -- they, too, represented what is best in us, what is best in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As we discuss these issues, let each of us do so with a good dose of humility. Rather than pointing fingers or assigning blame, let's use this occasion to expand our moral imaginations, to listen to each other more carefully, to sharpen our instincts for empathy and remind ourselves of all the ways that our hopes and dreams are bound together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our hearts are broken by their sudden passing. Our hearts are broken -- and yet, our hearts also have reason for fullness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "On Saturday morning, Gabby, her staff and many of her constituents gathered outside a supermarket to exercise their right to peaceful assembly and free speech. They were fulfilling a central tenet of the democracy envisioned by our founders -- representatives of the people answering questions to their constituents, so as to carry their concerns back to our nation's capital. Gabby called it \"Congress on Your Corner\" -- just an updated version of government of and by and for the people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "May God bless and keep those we've lost in restful and eternal peace. May He love and watch over the survivors. And may He bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "His colleagues described him as the hardest-working judge within the Ninth Circuit. He was on his way back from attending Mass, as he did every day, when he decided to stop by and say hi to his representative. John is survived by his loving wife, Maureen, his three sons and his five beautiful grandchildren.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We may ask ourselves if we've shown enough kindness and generosity and compassion to the people in our lives. Perhaps we question whether we're doing right by our children, or our community, whether our priorities are in order.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our hearts are full of thanks for that good news, and our hearts are full of gratitude for those who saved others. We are grateful to Daniel Hernandez a volunteer in Gabby's office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For those who were harmed, those who were killed -- they are part of our family, an American family 300 million strong. We may not have known them personally, but surely we see ourselves in them. In George and Dot, in Dorwan and Mavy, we sense the abiding love we have for our own husbands, our own wives, our own life partners. Phyllis -- she's our mom or our grandma; Gabe our brother or son. In Judge Roll, we recognize not only a man who prized his family and doing his job well, but also a man who embodied America's fidelity to the law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Today, after extraordinary costs, we are bringing the Iraq war to a responsible end. We will remove our combat brigades from Iraq by the end of next summer, and all of our troops by the end of 2011. That we are doing so is a testament to the character of the men and women in uniform. Thanks to their courage, grit and perseverance, we have given Iraqis a chance to shape their future, and we are successfully leaving Iraq to its people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Since then, we've made progress on some important objectives. High-ranking al Qaeda and Taliban leaders have been killed, and we've stepped up the pressure on al Qaeda worldwide. In Pakistan, that nation's army has gone on its largest offensive in years. In Afghanistan, we and our allies prevented the Taliban from stopping a presidential election, and -- although it was marred by fraud -- that election produced a government that is consistent with Afghanistan's laws and constitution.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's easy to forget that when this war began, we were united -- bound together by the fresh memory of a horrific attack, and by the determination to defend our homeland and the values we hold dear. I refuse to accept the notion that we cannot summon that unity again. I believe with every fiber of my being that we -- as Americans -- can still come together behind a common purpose. For our values are not simply words written into parchment -- they are a creed that calls us together, and that has carried us through the darkest of storms as one nation, as one people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Since the days of Franklin Roosevelt, and the service and sacrifice of our grandparents and great-grandparents, our country has borne a special burden in global affairs. We have spilled American blood in many countries on multiple continents. We have spent our revenue to help others rebuild from rubble and develop their own economies. We have joined with others to develop an architecture of institutions -- from the United Nations to NATO to the World Bank -- that provide for the common security and prosperity of human beings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In the past, there have been those in Pakistan who've argued that the struggle against extremism is not their fight, and that Pakistan is better off doing little or seeking accommodation with those who use violence. But in recent years, as innocents have been killed from Karachi to Islamabad, it has become clear that it is the Pakistani people who are the most endangered by extremism. Public opinion has turned. The Pakistani army has waged an offensive in Swat and South Waziristan. And there is no doubt that the United States and Pakistan share a common enemy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So as a result, America will have to show our strength in the way that we end wars and prevent conflict -- not just how we wage wars. We'll have to be nimble and precise in our use of military power. Where al Qaeda and its allies attempt to establish a foothold -- whether in Somalia or Yemen or elsewhere -- they must be confronted by growing pressure and strong partnerships.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I recognize there are a range of concerns about our approach. So let me briefly address a few of the more prominent arguments that I've heard, and which I take very seriously.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But taken together, these additional American and international troops will allow us to accelerate handing over responsibility to Afghan forces, and allow us to begin the transfer of our forces out of Afghanistan in July of 2011. Just as we have done in Iraq, we will execute this transition responsibly, taking into account conditions on the ground. We'll continue to advise and assist Afghanistan's security forces to ensure that they can succeed over the long haul. But it will be clear to the Afghan government -- and, more importantly, to the Afghan people -- that they will ultimately be responsible for their own country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To meet that goal, we will pursue the following objectives within Afghanistan. We must deny al Qaeda a safe haven. We must reverse the Taliban's momentum and deny it the ability to overthrow the government. And we must strengthen the capacity of Afghanistan's security forces and government so that they can take lead responsibility for Afghanistan's future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But while we've achieved hard-earned milestones in Iraq, the situation in Afghanistan has deteriorated. After escaping across the border into Pakistan in 2001 and 2002, al Qaeda's leadership established a safe haven there. Although a legitimate government was elected by the Afghan people, it's been hampered by corruption, the drug trade, an under-developed economy, and insufficient security forces.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because this is an international effort, I've asked that our commitment be joined by contributions from our allies. Some have already provided additional troops, and we're confident that there will be further contributions in the days and weeks ahead. Our friends have fought and bled and died alongside us in Afghanistan. And now, we must come together to end this war successfully. For what's at stake is not simply a test of NATO's credibility -- what's at stake is the security of our allies, and the common security of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And we can't count on military might alone. We have to invest in our homeland security, because we can't capture or kill every violent extremist abroad. We have to improve and better coordinate our intelligence, so that we stay one step ahead of shadowy networks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The 30,000 additional troops that I'm announcing tonight will deploy in the first part of 2010 -- the fastest possible pace -- so that they can target the insurgency and secure key population centers. They'll increase our ability to train competent Afghan security forces, and to partner with them so that more Afghans can get into the fight. And they will help create the conditions for the United States to transfer responsibility to the Afghans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the last several years, the Taliban has maintained common cause with al Qaeda, as they both seek an overthrow of the Afghan government. Gradually, the Taliban has begun to control additional swaths of territory in Afghanistan, while engaging in increasingly brazen and devastating attacks of terrorism against the Pakistani people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As a country, we're not as young -- and perhaps not as innocent -- as we were when Roosevelt was President. Yet we are still heirs to a noble struggle for freedom. And now we must summon all of our might and moral suasion to meet the challenges of a new age.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. May God bless the United States of America. Thank you very much. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We will meet these objectives in three ways. First, we will pursue a military strategy that will break the Taliban's momentum and increase Afghanistan's capacity over the next 18 months.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're in Afghanistan to prevent a cancer from once again spreading through that country. But this same cancer has also taken root in the border region of Pakistan. That's why we need a strategy that works on both sides of the border.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All told, by the time I took office the cost of the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan approached a trillion dollars. Going forward, I am committed to addressing these costs openly and honestly. Our new approach in Afghanistan is likely to cost us roughly $30 billion for the military this year, and I'll work closely with Congress to address these costs as we work to bring down our deficit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These facts compel us to act along with our friends and allies. Our overarching goal remains the same: to disrupt, dismantle, and defeat al Qaeda in Afghanistan and Pakistan, and to prevent its capacity to threaten America and our allies in the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This vast and diverse citizenry will not always agree on every issue -- nor should we. But I also know that we, as a country, cannot sustain our leadership, nor navigate the momentous challenges of our time, if we allow ourselves to be split asunder by the same rancor and cynicism and partisanship that has in recent times poisoned our national discourse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As President, I refuse to set goals that go beyond our responsibility, our means, or our interests. And I must weigh all of the challenges that our nation faces. I don't have the luxury of committing to just one. Indeed, I'm mindful of the words of President Eisenhower, who -- in discussing our national security -- said, \"Each proposal must be weighed in the light of a broader consideration: the need to maintain balance in and among national programs.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The goal that we seek is achievable, and can be expressed simply: No safe haven from which al Qaeda or its affiliates can launch attacks against our homeland or our allies. We won't try to make Afghanistan a perfect place. We will not police its streets or patrol its mountains indefinitely. That is the responsibility of the Afghan government, which must step up its ability to protect its people, and move from an economy shaped by war to one that can sustain a lasting peace. What we can do, and will do, is build a partnership with the Afghan people that endures -- one that ensures that we will be able to continue targeting terrorists and supporting a sovereign Afghan government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's a lesson worth remembering -- that we are all a part of one American family. Though we have known disagreement and division, we are bound together by the creed that is written into our founding documents, and a conviction that the United States of America is a country that can achieve whatever it sets out to accomplish. Now, let us finish the work at hand. Let us responsibly end these wars, and reclaim the American Dream that is at the center of our story. With confidence in our cause, with faith in our fellow citizens, and with hope in our hearts, let us go about the work of extending the promise of America -- for this generation, and the next.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As they do, we must learn their lessons. Already this decade of war has caused many to question the nature of America's engagement around the world. Some would have America retreat from our responsibility as an anchor of global security, and embrace an isolation that ignores the very real threats that we face. Others would have America over-extended, confronting every evil that can be found abroad.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yet tonight, we take comfort in knowing that the tide of war is receding. Fewer of our sons and daughters are serving in harm's way. We've ended our combat mission in Iraq, with 100,000 American troops already out of that country. And even as there will be dark days ahead in Afghanistan, the light of a secure peace can be seen in the distance. These long wars will come to a responsible end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I met some of these patriotic Americans at Fort Campbell. A while back, I spoke to the 101st Airborne that has fought to turn the tide in Afghanistan, and to the team that took out Osama bin Laden. Standing in front of a model of bin Laden's compound, the Navy SEAL who led that effort paid tribute to those who had been lost -- brothers and sisters in arms whose names are now written on bases where our troops stand guard overseas, and on headstones in quiet corners of our country where their memory will never be forgotten. This officer -- like so many others I've met on bases, in Baghdad and Bagram, and at Walter Reed and Bethesda Naval Hospital -- spoke with humility about how his unit worked together as one, depending on each other, and trusting one another, as a family might do in a time of peril.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, our efforts must also address terrorist safe havens in Pakistan. No country is more endangered by the presence of violent extremists, which is why we will continue to press Pakistan to expand its participation in securing a more peaceful future for this war-torn region. We'll work with the Pakistani government to root out the cancer of violent extremism, and we will insist that it keeps its commitments. For there should be no doubt that so long as I am President, the United States will never tolerate a safe haven for those who aim to kill us. They cannot elude us, nor escape the justice they deserve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "May God bless our troops. And may God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The information that we recovered from bin Laden's compound shows al Qaeda under enormous strain. Bin Laden expressed concern that al Qaeda had been unable to effectively replace senior terrorists that had been killed, and that al Qaeda has failed in its effort to portray America as a nation at war with Islam -- thereby draining more widespread support. Al Qaeda remains dangerous, and we must be vigilant against attacks. But we have put al Qaeda on a path to defeat, and we will not relent until the job is done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For this reason, in one of the most difficult decisions that I've made as President, I ordered an additional 30,000 American troops into Afghanistan. When I announced this surge at West Point, we set clear objectives: to refocus on al Qaeda, to reverse the Taliban's momentum, and train Afghan security forces to defend their own country. I also made it clear that our commitment would not be open-ended, and that we would begin to draw down our forces this July.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But this milestone should serve as a reminder to all Americans that the future is ours to shape if we move forward with confidence and commitment. It should also serve as a message to the world that the United States of America intends to sustain and strengthen our leadership in this young century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In an age without surrender ceremonies, we must earn victory through the success of our partners and the strength of our own nation. Every American who serves joins an unbroken line of heroes that stretches from Lexington to Gettysburg; from Iwo Jima to Inchon; from Khe Sanh to Kandahar -- Americans who have fought to see that the lives of our children are better than our own. Our troops are the steel in our ship of state. And though our nation may be travelling through rough waters, they give us confidence that our course is true, and that beyond the pre-dawn darkness, better days lie ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, the soldiers left much behind. Some were teenagers when the war began. Many have served multiple tours of duty, far from families who bore a heroic burden of their own, enduring the absence of a husband's embrace or a mother's kiss. Most painfully, since the war began, 55 members of the Fourth Stryker Brigade made the ultimate sacrifice -- part of over 4,400 Americans who have given their lives in Iraq. As one staff sergeant said, \"I know that to my brothers in arms who fought and died, this day would probably mean a lot.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So tonight, I am announcing that the American combat mission in Iraq has ended. Operation Iraqi Freedom is over, and the Iraqi people now have lead responsibility for the security of their country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Those Americans gave their lives for the values that have lived in the hearts of our people for over two centuries. Along with nearly 1.5 million Americans who have served in Iraq, they fought in a faraway place for people they never knew. They stared into the darkest of human creations -- war -- and helped the Iraqi people seek the light of peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Two weeks ago, America's final combat brigade in Iraq -- the Army's Fourth Stryker Brigade -- journeyed home in the pre-dawn darkness. Thousands of soldiers and hundreds of vehicles made the trip from Baghdad, the last of them passing into Kuwait in the early morning hours. Over seven years before, American troops and coalition partners had fought their way across similar highways, but this time no shots were fired. It was just a convoy of brave Americans, making their way home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Indeed, one of the lessons of our effort in Iraq is that American influence around the world is not a function of military force alone. We must use all elements of our power -- including our diplomacy, our economic strength, and the power of America's example -- to secure our interests and stand by our allies. And we must project a vision of the future that's based not just on our fears, but also on our hopes -- a vision that recognizes the real dangers that exist around the world,", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's what we've done. We've removed nearly 100,000 U. S. troops from Iraq. We've closed or transferred to the Iraqis hundreds of bases. And we have moved millions of pieces of equipment out of Iraq.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. May God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America, and all who serve her.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, that effort must begin within our own borders. Throughout our history, America has been willing to bear the burden of promoting liberty and human dignity overseas, understanding its links to our own liberty and security. But we have also understood that our nation's strength and influence abroad must be firmly anchored in our prosperity at home. And the bedrock of that prosperity must be a growing middle class.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know this historic moment comes at a time of great uncertainty for many Americans. We've now been through nearly a decade of war. We've endured a long and painful recession. And sometimes in the midst of these storms, the future that we're trying to build for our nation -- a future of lasting peace and long-term prosperity -- may seem beyond our reach.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This was my pledge to the American people as a candidate for this office. Last February, I announced a plan that would bring our combat brigades out of Iraq, while redoubling our efforts to strengthen Iraq's Security Forces and support its government and people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Unfortunately, over the last decade, we've not done what's necessary to shore up the foundations of our own prosperity. We spent a trillion dollars at war, often financed by borrowing from overseas. This, in turn, has short-changed investments in our own people, and contributed to record deficits. For too long, we have put off tough decisions on everything from our manufacturing base to our energy policy to education reform. As a result, too many middle-class families find themselves working harder for less, while our nation's long-term competitiveness is put at risk.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "There will be differences about how to get there. There are going to be hard choices along the way. Arab states must adapt to a world that has changed. The days when they could condemn Israel to distract their people from a lack of opportunity, or government corruption or mismanagement -- those days need to be over. Now is the time for the Arab world to take steps toward normalizing relations with Israel.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Here, in this small strip of land that has been the center of so much of the world's history, so much triumph and so much tragedy, Israelis have built something that few could have imagined 65 years ago. Tomorrow, I will pay tribute to that history -- at the grave of Herzl, a man who had the foresight to see the future of the Jewish people had to be reconnected to their past; at the grave of Rabin, who understood that Israel's victories in war had to be followed by the battles for peace; at Yad Vashem, where the world is reminded of the cloud of evil that can descend on the Jewish people and all of humanity if we ever fail to be vigilant.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "May God bless you. May God bless Israel. May God bless the United States of America. Toda raba. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. Thank you so much. Well, it is a great honor to be with you here in Jerusalem, and I'm so grateful for the welcome that I've received from the people of Israel. Thank you. I bring with me the support of the American people and the friendship that binds us together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When I think about Israel's security, I think about five Israelis who boarded a bus in Bulgaria, who were blown up because of where they came from; robbed of the ability to live, and love, and raise families. That's why every country that values justice should call Hizbollah what it truly is -- a terrorist organization. Because the world cannot tolerate an organization that murders innocent civilians, stockpiles rockets to shoot at cities, and supports the massacre of men and women and children in Syria right now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've suggested principles on territory and security that I believe can be the basis for these talks. But for the moment, put aside the plans and the process. I ask you, instead, to think about what can be done to build trust between people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Four years ago, I stood in Cairo in front of an audience of young people -- politically, religiously, they must seem a world away. But the things they want, they're not so different from what the young people here want. They want the ability to make their own decisions and to get an education, get a good job; to worship God in their own way; to get married; to raise a family. The same is true of those young Palestinians that I met with this morning. The same is true for young Palestinians who yearn for a better life in Gaza.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But make no mistake -- those who adhere to the ideology of rejecting Israel's right to exist, they might as well reject the earth beneath them or the sky above, because Israel is not going anywhere. And today, I want to tell you -- particularly the young people -- so that there's no mistake here, so long as there is a United States of America -- Atem lo levad. You are not alone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Politically, given the strong bipartisan support for Israel in America, the easiest thing for me to do would be to put this issue aside -- just express unconditional support for whatever Israel decides to do -- that would be the easiest political path. But I want you to know that I speak to you as a friend who is deeply concerned and committed to your future, and I ask you to consider three points.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's where peace begins -- not just in the plans of leaders, but in the hearts of people. Not just in some carefully designed process, but in the daily connections -- that sense of empathy that takes place among those who live together in this land and in this sacred city of Jerusalem.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's the kind of relationship that Israel should have -- and could have -- with every country in the world. Already, we see how that innovation could reshape this region. There's a program here in Jerusalem that brings together young Israelis and Palestinians to learn vital skills in technology and business. An Israeli and Palestinian have started a venture capital fund to finance Palestinian start-ups. Over 100 high-tech companies have found a home on the West Bank -- which speaks to the talent and entrepreneurial spirit of the Palestinian people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Here's what I think about when I consider these issues. When I consider Israel's security, I think about children like Osher Twito, who I met in Sderot children the same age as my own daughters who went to bed at night fearful that a rocket would land in their bedroom simply because of who they are and where they live.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the last 65 years, when Israel has been at its best, Israelis have demonstrated that responsibility does not end when you reach the promised land, it only begins. And so Israel has been a refuge for the diaspora -- welcoming Jews from Europe, from the former Soviet Union, from Ethiopia, from North Africa.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Israelis understand the value of education and have produced 10 Nobel laureates. Israelis understand the power of invention, and your universities educate engineers and inventors. And that spirit has led to economic growth and human progress -- solar power and electric cars, bandages and prosthetic limbs that save lives, stem cell research and new drugs that treat disease, cell phones and computer technology that changed the way people around the world live.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The Syrian people have the right to be freed from the grip of a dictator who would rather kill his own people than relinquish power. Assad must go so that Syria's future can begin. Because true stability in Syria depends upon establishing a government that is responsible to its people -- one that protects all communities within its borders, while making peace with countries beyond them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's a story of centuries of slavery, and years of wandering in the desert; a story of perseverance amidst persecution, and faith in God and the Torah. It's a story about finding freedom in your own land. And for the Jewish people, this story is central to who you've become. But it's also a story that holds within it the universal human experience, with all of its suffering, but also all of its salvation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The question is what kind of future Israel will look forward to. Israel is not going anywhere -- but especially for the young people in this audience, the question is what does its future hold? And that brings me to the subject of peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That innovation is just as important to the relationship between the United States and Israel as our security cooperation. Our first free trade agreement in the world was reached with Israel, nearly three decades ago. Today the trade between our two countries is at $40 billion every year. More importantly, that partnership is creating new products and medical treatments; it's pushing new frontiers of science and exploration.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As Dr. Martin Luther King said on the day before he was killed, \"I may not get there with you. But I want you to know that we, as a people, will get to the promised land.\" So just as Joshua carried on after Moses, the work goes on for all of you, the Joshua Generation, for justice and dignity; for opportunity and freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So if people want to see the future of the world economy, they should look at Tel Aviv, home to hundreds of start-ups and research centers. Israelis are so active on social media that every day seemed to bring a different Facebook campaign about where I should give this speech.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know there must be something exhausting about endless talks about talks, and daily controversies, and just the grinding status quo. And I'm sure there's a temptation just to say, \"Ah, enough. Let me focus on my small corner of the world and my family and my job and what I can control.\" But it's possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that brings me to the final area that I'll focus on: prosperity, and Israel's broader role in the world. I know that all the talk about security and peace can sometimes seem to dominate the headlines, but that's not where people live. And every day, even amidst the threats that you face, Israelis are defining themselves by the opportunities that you're creating.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Israel is already a center for innovation that helps power the global economy. And I believe that all of that potential for prosperity can be enhanced with greater security, enhanced with lasting peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I see the same spirit in the young people here today. I believe that you will shape our future. And given the ties between our countries, I believe your future is bound to ours.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know that in Israel's vibrant democracy, every word, every gesture is carefully scrutinized. But I want to clear something up just so you know -- any drama between me and my friend, Bibi, over the years was just a plot to create material for Eretz Nehederet. That's the only thing that was going on. We just wanted to make sure the writers had good material.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For young Israelis, I know that these issues of security are rooted in an experience that is even more fundamental than the pressing threat of the day. You live in a neighborhood where many of your neighbors have rejected the right of your nation to exist. Your grandparents had to risk their lives and all that they had to make a place for themselves in this world. Your parents lived through war after war to ensure the survival of the Jewish state. Your children grow up knowing that people they've never met may hate them because of who they are, in a region that is full of turmoil and changing underneath your feet.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "-- must now claim its future. It falls to you to write the next chapter in the great story of this great nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That reality is why we've invested in the Iron Dome system to save countless lives -- because those children deserve to sleep better at night. That's why we've made it clear, time and again, that Israel cannot accept rocket attacks from Gaza, and we have stood up for Israel's right to defend itself. And that's why Israel has a right to expect Hamas to renounce violence and recognize Israel's right to exist.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This is the story of Israel. This is the work that has brought the dreams of so many generations to life. And every step of the way, Israel has built unbreakable bonds of friendship with my country, the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Of course, even as we draw strength from the story of God's will and His gift of freedom expressed on Passover, we also know that here on Earth we must bear our responsibilities in an imperfect world. That means accepting our measure of sacrifice and struggle, just like previous generations. It means us working through generation after generation on behalf of that ideal of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And as the President of a country that you can count on as your greatest friend I am confident that you can help us find the promise in the days that lie ahead. And as a man who's been inspired in my own life by that timeless calling within the Jewish experience -- tikkun olam I am hopeful that we can draw upon what's best in ourselves to meet the challenges that will come; to win the battles for peace in the wake of so much war; and to do the work of repairing this world. That's your job. That's my job. That's the task of all of us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look to a future in which Jews and Muslims and Christians can all live in peace and greater prosperity in this Holy Land. Believe in that. And most of all, look to the future that you want for your own children -- a future in which a Jewish, democratic, vibrant state is protected and accepted for this time and for all time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "One of the great ironies of what's happening in the broader region is that so much of what people are yearning for -- education, entrepreneurship, the ability to start a business without paying a bribe, the ability to connect to the global economy -- those are things that can be found here in Israel. This should be a hub for thriving regional trade, and an engine for opportunity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As Ariel Sharon said -- I'm quoting him -- \"It is impossible to have a Jewish democratic state, at the same time to control all of Eretz Israel. If we insist on fulfilling the dream in its entirety, we are liable to lose it all.\" Or, from a different perspective, I think of what the novelist David Grossman said shortly after losing his son, as he described the necessity of peace -- \"A peace of no choice\" he said, \"must be approached with the same determination and creativity as one approaches a war of no choice.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And let me say this as a politician -- I can promise you this, political leaders will never take risks if the people do not push them to take some risks. You must create the change that you want to see. Ordinary people can accomplish extraordinary things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Just a few days from now, Jews here in Israel and around the world will sit with family and friends at the Seder table, and celebrate with songs, wine and symbolic foods. After enjoying Seders with family and friends in Chicago and on the campaign trail, I'm proud that I've now brought this tradition into the White House. I did so because I wanted my daughters to experience the Haggadah, and the story at the center of Passover that makes this time of year so powerful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What makes us special -- a lot of times we talk about American exceptionalism and how much we love this country, and there are so many wonderful things about our country. But what makes us the envy of the world has not just been our ability to generate incredible wealth for a few people; it's the fact that we've given everybody a chance to pursue their own true measure of happiness. That's who we are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've just come from Knox College in Galesburg, Illinois, where I gave a pretty long speech on the economy. I will not repeat the whole thing here. But what I did want to talk about today is what I've talked about when I gave my first big speech as a senator eight years ago, and that's where we as a country need to go to give every American a chance to get ahead in the 21st century. And UCM understands how important that is.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, that is exactly the kind of innovation we need when it comes to college costs. That's what's happening right here in Warrensburg. And I want the entire country to notice it, and I want other colleges to take a look at what's being done here. And I've asked my team to shake the trees all across the country for some of the best ideas out there for keeping college costs down, so that as students prepare to go back to school, I'm in a position to lay out what's going to be an aggressive strategy to shake up the system to make sure that middle-class students, working-class students, poor kids who have the drive and the wherewithal and want to get a good college education, they can get it without basically mortgaging their entire future. We can make this happen but this is an example of the kind of thing we've got to focus on instead of a bunch of distractions in Washington.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We haven't just wanted success for ourselves; we want it for our neighbors. We want it for our neighborhoods. That's why we don't call it Bob's dream or Barbara's dream or Barack's dream -- we call it the American Dream. It's one that we share. That's who we are -- the idea that no matter who you are, what you look like, where you come from, who you love, you can make it here in America if you're trying hard.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, three years ago, I worked with Democrats to reform the student loan system so that taxpayer dollars weren't going to pad the pockets of big banks, and instead were going to help students get a college education. So millions of students were helped by that. We took action to cap loan repayments at 10 percent of monthly incomes for responsible borrowers. A lot of young people don't know this, but if you've taken out federal loans, then if you choose a job, let's say, that doesn't pay as much as you'd like or you deserve, if you're a teacher or some other profession, you only have to pay 10 percent of your income, which means that you can afford to go to college and know that you're not going to be broke when you graduate -- which is important. And not enough young people are using this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tackling college costs, creating more good jobs, establishing a better bargain for middle-class families and everybody trying to work to join into it, an economy that grows not from the top down but from the middle out -- that's not just what I'm going to focus on for the next few months, that's what I'm going to be focused on for the remainder of my presidency. And I'm going to take these plans all across the country, and I'm going to ask folks for help because, frankly, sometimes I just can't wait for Congress. It just takes them a long time to decide on stuff.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Putting people back to work, making sure the economy is working for everybody, building the middle class, making sure they're secure -- that's my highest priority. That's what I'm interested in. Because when the economy is working for middle-class families, it solves an awful lot of other problems. Now the poor start having ladders of opportunity they can climb into if they work hard. A lot of the social tensions are reduced, because everybody is feeling pretty good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I welcome ideas from anybody across the political spectrum. But I'm not going to allow gridlock or inaction or willful indifference to get in this country's way. We've got to get moving.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've got to rethink our high schools so that our kids graduate with the real-world skills that this new age demands. We've got to reward the schools that forge partnerships with local colleges and businesses, and that focus on the fields of the future like science and technology and math and engineering.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank all the students who came out on a summer afternoon. I know that summer is -- especially a day as pretty as today, it's tempting to be outside. I know classes don't start for a few more weeks. You could be over on Pine Street beating the heat. Now that I think about it, it may be good that you're here instead of getting into trouble.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So here at Central Missouri, you are a laboratory for this kind of innovation. I had a great discussion with not only the president of this university but also the superintendent of schools here, the head of the community colleges. What's happened at UCM is you've partnered with the Lee's Summit School District, with the Metropolitan Community College, with local health care, engineering, energy, and infrastructure firms -- all industries that are going to drive job growth in the future -- and everybody is now working together to equip students with better skills, allow them to graduate faster with less debt, and with the certainty of being able to get a job at the other end. That's a recipe for success over the long term.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We've got a growing number of Republican senators who are trying to get things done with their Democratic counterparts -- just passed an immigration bill that economists say is going to boost our economy by more than a trillion dollars. But so far, at least, there's a faction of House Republicans who won't let the bill go to the floor for a vote. And if you ask them, well, okay, what's your economic agenda for the middle class, how are we going to grow our economy so everybody prospers, they'll start talking about out-of-control government spending -- although, as I said, government spending has actually gone down and deficits are going down -- or they'll talk about Obamacare, the whole idea that somehow if we don't provide health insurance to 50 million Americans that's going to improve the economy. Never mind the fact that our jobs growth is a lot faster now than it was during the last recovery when Obamacare wasn't around.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And what we need what we need is not a three-month plan, or even a three-year plan -- we need a long-term plan based on steady, persistent effort to reverse the forces that have conspired against middle-class families for decades. And I am confident -- I know -- there are members of both parties who understand what's at stake.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I've got a hundred -- I've got 1,267 days left in my presidency. And I'm going to spend every minute, every second, as long as I have the privilege of being in this office, making sure that I am doing every single thing that I can so that middle-class families, working families, people who are out there struggling every single day -- that they know that that work can lead them to a better place. And we're going to make sure that that American Dream is available for everybody, not just now, but in the future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, unfortunately, over the past couple of years in particular, Washington hasn't just ignored this problem -- they've actually made it worse. And I am interested in working with everybody, and there are a bunch of not just Democrats, but also Republicans who recognize that Washington is not working. But we've also seen a group of folks, particularly in the House, a group of Republicans in Congress that -- they suggested they wouldn't vote to pay the bills that Congress had already run up. And that fiasco harmed a fragile recovery back in 2011.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So where I can act on my own, I'm going to. I'm not going to wait for Congress. Because the choices that we make now aren't just going to determine what happens to the young people here at this school, it's going to determine what happens to your kids and your grandkids. So one thing I really want to focus on here, because UCM is doing some extraordinary things, I want to focus on just briefly that second cornerstone -- an education that prepares our kids and our workers for the global competition that you'll face. That is why I wanted to highlight what's happening here at the University of Central Missouri, because you guys are doing some things right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We're working to redesign high schools and partner them with colleges and employers that offer the real-world education and hands-on training that can lead directly to a job and career. We're shaking up our system of higher education to give parents more information, and colleges more incentives to offer better value, so that no middle-class kid is priced out of a college education. We're offering millions the opportunity to cap their monthly student loan payments to ten percent of their income, and I want to work with Congress to see how we can help even more Americans who feel trapped by student loan debt. And I'm reaching out to some of America's leading foundations and corporations on a new initiativeto help more young men of color facing tough odds stay on track and reach their full potential.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Cory is here tonight. And like the Army he loves, like the America he serves, Sergeant First Class Cory Remsburg never gives up, and he does not quit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Even now, Cory is still blind in one eye. He still struggles on his left side. But slowly, steadily, with the support of caregivers like his dad Craig, and the community around him, Cory has grown stronger. Day by day, he's learned to speak again and stand again and walk again - and he's working toward the day when he can serve his country again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Last year, I also pledged to connect 99 percent of our students to high-speed broadband over the next four years. Tonight, I can announce that with the support of the FCC and companies like Apple, Microsoft, Sprint, and Verizon, we've got a down payment to start connecting more than 15,000 schools and twenty million students over the next two years, without adding a dime to the deficit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "One last point on financial security. For decades, few things exposed hard-working families to economic hardship more than a broken health care system. And in case you haven't heard, we're in the process of fixing that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "A farmer prepared for the spring after the strongest five-year stretch of farm exports in our history. A rural doctor gave a young child the first prescription to treat asthma that his mother could afford. A man took the bus home from the graveyard shift, bone-tired but dreaming big dreams for his son. And in tight-knit communities across America, fathers and mothers will tuck in their kids, put an arm around their spouse, remember fallen comrades, and give thanks for being home from a war that, after twelve long years, is finally coming to an end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I first met Cory Remsburg, a proud Army Ranger, at Omaha Beach on the 65th anniversary of D-Day. Along with some of his fellow Rangers, he walked me through the program - a strong, impressive young man, with an easy manner, sharp as a tack. We joked around, and took pictures, and I told him to stay in touch.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, women hold a majority of lower-wage jobs - but they're not the only ones stifled by stagnant wages. Americans understand that some people will earn more than others, and we don't resent those who, by virtue of their efforts, achieve incredible success. But Americans overwhelmingly agree that no one who works full time should ever have to raise a family in poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let's face it: that belief has suffered some serious blows. Over more than three decades, even before the Great Recession hit, massive shifts in technology and global competition had eliminated a lot of good, middle-class jobs, and weakened the economic foundations that families depend on.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Congress, give these hardworking, responsible Americans that chance. They need our help, but more important, this country needs them in the game. That's why I've been asking CEOs to give more long-term unemployed workers a fair shot at that new job and new chance to support their families; this week, many will come to the White House to make that commitment real. Tonight, I ask every business leader in America to join us and to do the same - because we are stronger when America fields a full team.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And if you want to know the real impact this law is having, just talk to Governor Steve Beshear of Kentucky, who's here tonight. Kentucky's not the most liberal part of the country, but he's like a man possessed when it comes to covering his commonwealth's families. \"They are our friends and neighbors,\" he said. \"They are people we shop and go to church with...farmers out on the tractors...grocery clerks...they are people who go to work every morning praying they don't get sick. No one deserves to live that way.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "My fellow Americans, no other country in the world does what we do. On every issue, the world turns to us, not simply because of the size of our economy or our military might - but because of the ideals we stand for, and the burdens we bear to advance them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Opportunity is who we are. And the defining project of our generation is to restore that promise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The ideas I've outlined so far can speed up growth and create more jobs. But in this rapidly-changing economy, we have to make sure that every American has the skills to fill those jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So, even as we aggressively pursue terrorist networks - through more targeted efforts and by building the capacity of our foreign partners - America must move off a permanent war footing. That's why I've imposed prudent limits on the use of drones - for we will not be safer if people abroad believe we strike within their countries without regard for the consequence. That's why, working with this Congress, I will reform our surveillance programs - because the vital work of our intelligence community depends on public confidence, here and abroad, that the privacy of ordinary people is not being violated. And with the Afghan war ending, this needs to be the year Congress lifts the remaining restrictions on detainee transfers and we close the prison at Guantanamo Bay - because we counter terrorism not just through intelligence and military action, but by remaining true to our Constitutional ideals, and setting an example for the rest of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Estiven Rodriguez couldn't speak a word of English when he moved to New York City at age nine. But last month, thanks to the support of great teachers and an innovative tutoring program, he led a march of his classmates - through a crowd of cheering parents and neighbors - from their high school to the post office, where they mailed off their college applications. And this son of a factory worker just found out he's going to college this fall.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's why I believe this can be a breakthrough year for America. After five years of grit and determined effort, the United States is better-positioned for the 21st century than any other nation on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In the coming months, let's see where else we can make progress together. Let's make this a year of action. That's what most Americans want - for all of us in this chamber to focus on their lives, their hopes, their aspirations. And what I believe unites the people of this nation, regardless of race or region or party, young or old, rich or poor, is the simple, profound belief in opportunity for all - the notion that if you work hard and take responsibility, you can get ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"My recovery has not been easy,\" he says. \"Nothing in life that's worth anything is easy.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The sanctions that we put in place helped make this opportunity possible. But let me be clear: if this Congress sends me a new sanctions bill now that threatens to derail these talks, I will veto it. For the sake of our national security, we must give diplomacy a chance to succeed. If Iran's leaders do not seize this opportunity, then I will be the first to call for more sanctions, and stand ready to exercise all options to make sure Iran does not build a nuclear weapon. But if Iran's leaders do seize the chance, then Iran could take an important step to rejoin the community of nations, and we will have resolved one of the leading security challenges of our time without the risks of war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "After 2014, we will support a unified Afghanistan as it takes responsibility for its own future. If the Afghan government signs a security agreement that we have negotiated, a small force of Americans could remain in Afghanistan with NATO allies to carry out two narrow missions: training and assisting Afghan forces, and counterterrorism operations to pursue any remnants of al Qaeda. For while our relationship with Afghanistan will change, one thing will not: our resolve that terrorists do not launch attacks against our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Citizenship means standing up for everyone's right to vote. Last year, part of the Voting Rights Act was weakened. But conservative Republicans and liberal Democrats are working together to strengthen it; and the bipartisan commission I appointed last year has offered reforms so that no one has to wait more than a half hour to vote. Let's support these efforts. It should be the power of our vote, not the size of our bank account, that drives our democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, one of the biggest factors in bringing more jobs back is our commitment to American energy. The all-of-the-above energy strategy I announced a few years ago is working, and today, America is closer to energy independence than we've been in decades.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Citizenship means standing up for the lives that gun violence steals from us each day. I have seen the courage of parents, students, pastors, and police officers all over this country who say \"we are not afraid,\" and I intend to keep trying, with or without Congress, to help stop more tragedies from visiting innocent Americans in our movie theaters, shopping malls, or schools like Sandy Hook.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The problem is we're still not reaching enough kids, and we're not reaching them in time. That has to change.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We know where to start: the best measure of opportunity is access to a good job. With the economy picking up speed, companies say they intend to hire more people this year. And over half of big manufacturers say they're thinking of insourcing jobs from abroad.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Moreover, we can take the money we save with this transition to tax reform to create jobs rebuilding our roads, upgrading our ports, unclogging our commutes - because in today's global economy, first-class jobs gravitate to first-class infrastructure. We'll need Congress to protect more than three million jobs by finishing transportation and waterways bills this summer. But I will act on my own to slash bureaucracy and streamline the permitting process for key projects, so we can get more construction workers on the job as fast as possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We also have the chance, right now, to beat other countries in the race for the next wave of high-tech manufacturing jobs. My administration has launched two hubs for high-tech manufacturing in Raleigh and Youngstown, where we've connected businesses to research universities that can help America lead the world in advanced technologies. Tonight, I'm announcing we'll launch six more this year. Bipartisan bills in both houses could double the number of these hubs and the jobs they create. So get those bills to my desk and put more Americans back to work.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In the year since I asked this Congress to raise the minimum wage, five states have passed laws to raise theirs. Many businesses have done it on their own. Nick Chute is here tonight with his boss, John Soranno. John's an owner of Punch Pizza in Minneapolis, and Nick helps make the dough. Only now he makes more of it: John just gave his employees a raise, to ten bucks an hour - a decision that eased their financial stress and boosted their morale.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We know that the nation that goes all-in on innovation today will own the global economy tomorrow. This is an edge America cannot surrender. Federally-funded research helped lead to the ideas and inventions behind Google and smartphones. That's why Congress should undo the damage done by last year's cuts to basic research so we can unleash the next great American discovery - whether it's vaccines that stay ahead of drug-resistant bacteria, or paper-thin material that's stronger than steel. And let's pass a patent reform bill that allows our businesses to stay focused on innovation, not costly, needless litigation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What Andra and her employees experienced is how it should be for every employer - and every job seeker. So tonight, I've asked Vice President Biden to lead an across-the-board reform of America's training programs to make sure they have one mission: train Americans with the skills employers need, and match them to good jobs that need to be filled right now. That means more on-the-job training, and more apprenticeships that set a young worker on an upward trajectory for life. It means connecting companies to community colleges that can help design training to fill their specific needs. And if Congress wants to help, you can concentrate funding on proven programs that connect more ready-to-work Americans with ready-to-be-filled jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As President, I'm committed to making Washington work better, and rebuilding the trust of the people who sent us here. I believe most of you are, too. Last month, thanks to the work of Democrats and Republicans, this Congress finally produced a budget that undoes some of last year's severe cuts to priorities like education. Nobody got everything they wanted, and we can still do more to invest in this country's future while bringing down our deficit in a balanced way. But the budget compromise should leave us freer to focus on creating new jobs, not creating new crises.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's not just oil and natural gas production that's booming; we're becoming a global leader in solar, too. Every four minutes, another American home or business goes solar; every panel pounded into place by a worker whose job can't be outsourced. Let's continue that progress with a smarter tax policy that stops giving $4 billion a year to fossil fuel industries that don't need it, so that we can invest more in fuels of the future that do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You see, in a world of complex threats, our security and leadership depends on all elements of our power - including strong and principled diplomacy. American diplomacy has rallied more than fifty countries to prevent nuclear materials from falling into the wrong hands, and allowed us to reduce our own reliance on Cold War stockpiles. American diplomacy, backed by the threat of force, is why Syria's chemical weapons are being eliminated, and we will continue to work with the international community to usher in the future the Syrian people deserve - a future free of dictatorship, terror and fear. As we speak, American diplomacy is supporting Israelis and Palestinians as they engage in difficult but necessary talks to end the conflict there; to achieve dignity and an independent state for Palestinians, and lasting peace and security for the State of Israel - a Jewish state that knows America will always be at their side.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Part of what makes this issue difficult is most of us do have health insurance, we still do. And so -- and so we kind of feel like, well, I don't know, it's kind of working for me; I'm not worrying too much. But what we have to understand is that what's happened to Natoma, there but for the grace of God go any one of us. Anybody here, if you lost your job right now and after the COBRA ran out --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And what my proposal says is if you still can't afford the insurance in this new marketplace, then we're going to offer you tax credits to do so. And that will add up to the largest middle-class tax cut for health care in history. That's what we're going to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "With this reform package, all new insurance plans would be required to offer free preventive care to their customers starting this year -- so free check-ups to catch preventable diseases on the front end. That's a smart thing to do. Starting this year, if you buy a new plan, there won't be lifetime or restrictive annual limits on the amount of care you receive from your insurance companies, so you won't be surprised by the fine print that says suddenly they've stopped paying and you now suddenly are $50,000 or $100,000 or $200,000 out of pocket. That won't -- that will not happen if this becomes law this year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Yes, that kid Turner looks pretty good. You guys are doing all right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Did you hear that, Dennis? Go ahead, say that again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So the bottom line is this: The status quo on health care is simply unsustainable. We can't have -- we can't have a system that works better for the insurance companies than it does for the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So let's just think about -- think about if you lost your job right now. How many people here might have had a preexisting condition that would mean it'd be very hard to get health insurance on the individual market? Think about if you wanted to change jobs. Think about if you wanted to start your own business but you suddenly had to give up your health insurance on your job. Think about what happens if a child of yours, heaven forbid, got diagnosed with something that made it hard for them to insure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank Connie -- I want to thank Connie, who introduced me. I want to thank her and her family for being here on behalf of her sister, Natoma. I don't know if everybody understood that Natoma is in the hospital right now, so Connie was filling in. It's not easy to share such a personal story, when your sister who you love so much is sick. And so I appreciate Connie being willing to do so here today, and and I want everybody to understand that Connie and her sister are the reason that I'm here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "A study came out just yesterday -- this is a nonpartisan study -- it's found that without reform, premiums could more than double for individuals and families over the next decade. Family policies could go to an average of $25,000 or more. Can you afford that?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Hello, Ohio! It is good to be here in the Buckeye State. Congratulations on winning the Big Ten Championship. I'm filling out my brackets now. And it's even better to be out of Washington for a little while.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Somebody asked what's our plan. Let me describe exactly what we're doing, because we've ended up with a proposal that incorporates the best ideas from Democrats and Republicans, even though Republicans don't give us any credit. That's all right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I love you back. I do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So is your terrific United States Senator Sherrod Brown. Love Sherrod Brown. Your own congressman, who is tireless on behalf of working people, Dennis Kucinich.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So number one -- number one is insurance reform. The second thing that this plan would change about the current system is this: For the first time, uninsured individuals, small businesses, they'd have the same kind of choice of private health insurance that members of Congress get for themselves. Understand if this reform becomes law, members of Congress, they'll be getting their insurance from the same place that the uninsured get theirs, because if it's good enough for the American people, it's good enough for the people who send us to Washington.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "See, Connie felt it was important that her sister's story be told. But I want to just repeat what happened here. Last month, I got a letter from Connie's sister, Natoma. She's self-employed, she's trying to make ends meet, and for years she's done the responsible thing, just like most of you have. She bought insurance -- she didn't have a big employer who provided her insurance, so she bought her health insurance through the individual market.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Couple of people I just want to make sure I give special mention to. First of all, you already saw him, Governor Ted Strickland in the house. Ted is fighting every day to bring jobs and economic development to Ohio.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So January was her last month of being insured. Like so many responsible Americans -- folks who work hard every day, who try to do the right thing -- she was forced to hang her fortunes on chance. To take a chance, that's all she could do. She hoped against hope that she would stay healthy. She feared terribly that she might not stay healthy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I see -- I see some young people in the audience. If you're an uninsured young adult, you will be able to stay on your parents' policy until you're 26 years old under this law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That was the letter that I read to the insurance companies, including the person responsible for raising her rates. Now, I understand Natoma was pretty surprised when she found out that I had read it to these CEOs. But I thought it was important for them to understand the human dimensions of this problem. Her rates have been hiked more than 40 percent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So with this plan, we're going to make sure the dollars we make -- the dollars that we spend on health care are going to make insurance more affordable and more secure. And we're going to eliminate wasteful taxpayer subsidies that currently go to insurance company. Insurance companies are making billions of dollars on subsidies from you, the taxpayer. And if we take those subsidies away, we can use them to help folks like Natoma get health insurance so she doesn't lose her house.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Your employer can't sustain that. So what's going to happen is, they're basically -- more and more of them are just going to say, you know what? You're on your own on this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know there are those who dismiss such beliefs as happy talk. They claim that our insistence on something larger, something firmer and more honest in our public life is just a Trojan Horse for higher taxes and the abandonment of traditional values. And that's to be expected. Because if you don't have any fresh ideas, then you use stale tactics to scare the voters. If you don't have a record to run on, then you paint your opponent as someone people should run from.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And Democrats, we must also admit that fulfilling America's promise will require more than just money. It will require a renewed sense of responsibility from each of us to recover what John F. Kennedy called our \"intellectual and moral strength.\" Yes, government must lead on energy independence, but each of us must do our part to make our homes and businesses more efficient. Yes, we must provide more ladders to success for young men who fall into lives of crime and despair. But we must also admit that programs alone can't replace parents; that government can't turn off the television and make a child do her homework; that fathers must take more responsibility for providing the love and guidance their children need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We measure progress by how many people can find a job that pays the mortgage; whether you can put a little extra money away at the end of each month so you can someday watch your child receive her college diploma. We measure progress in the 23 million new jobs that were created when Bill Clinton was President - when the average American family saw its income go up $7,500 instead of down $2,000 like it has under George Bush.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The men and women who gathered there could've heard many things. They could've heard words of anger and discord. They could've been told to succumb to the fear and frustration of so many dreams deferred.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"We cannot walk alone,\" the preacher cried. \"And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And just as we keep our keep our promise to the next generation here at home, so must we keep America's promise abroad. If John McCain wants to have a debate about who has the temperament, and judgment, to serve as the next Commander-in-Chief, that's a debate I'm ready to have.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But I stand before you tonight because all across America something is stirring. What the nay-sayers don't understand is that this election has never been about me. It's been about you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I've seen it in this campaign. In the young people who voted for the first time, and in those who got involved again after a very long time. In the Republicans who never thought they'd pick up a Democratic ballot, but did. I've seen it in the workers who would rather cut their hours back a day than see their friends lose their jobs, in the soldiers who re-enlist after losing a limb, in the good neighbors who take a stranger in when a hurricane strikes and the floodwaters rise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what I will not do is suggest that the Senator takes his positions for political purposes. Because one of the things that we have to change in our politics is the idea that people cannot disagree without challenging each other's character and patriotism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I don't believe that Senator McCain doesn't care what's going on in the lives of Americans. I just think he doesn't know. Why else would he define middle-class as someone making under five million dollars a year? How else could he propose hundreds of billions in tax breaks for big corporations and oil companies but not one penny of tax relief to more than one hundred million Americans? How else could he offer a health care plan that would actually tax people's benefits, or an education plan that would do nothing to help families pay for college, or a plan that would privatize Social Security and gamble your retirement?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For eighteen long months, you have stood up, one by one, and said enough to the politics of the past. You understand that in this election, the greatest risk we can take is to try the same old politics with the same old players and expect a different result. You have shown what history teaches us - that at defining moments like this one, the change we need doesn't come from Washington. Change comes to Washington. Change happens because the American people demand it - because they rise up and insist on new ideas and new leadership, a new politics for a new time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now is the time to finally keep the promise of affordable, accessible health care for every single American. If you have health care, my plan will lower your premiums. If you don't, you'll be able to get the same kind of coverage that members of Congress give themselves. And as someone who watched my mother argue with insurance companies while she lay in bed dying of cancer, I will make certain those companies stop discriminating against those who are sick and need care the most.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "These challenges are not all of government's making. But the failure to respond is a direct result of a broken politics in Washington and the failed policies of George W. Bush.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The times are too serious, the stakes are too high for this same partisan playbook. So let us agree that patriotism has no party. I love this country, and so do you, and so does John McCain. The men and women who serve in our battlefields may be Democrats and Republicans and Independents, but they have fought together and bled together and some died together under the same proud flag. They have not served a Red America or a Blue America - they have served the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I believe that as hard as it will be, the change we need is coming. Because I've seen it. Because I've lived it. I've seen it in Illinois, when we provided health care to more children and moved more families from welfare to work. I've seen it in Washington, when we worked across party lines to open up government and hold lobbyists more accountable, to give better care for our veterans and keep nuclear weapons out of terrorist hands.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But what the people heard instead - people of every creed and color, from every walk of life - is that in America, our destiny is inextricably linked. That together, our dreams can be one.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And when I hear a woman talk about the difficulties of starting her own business, I think about my grandmother, who worked her way up from the secretarial pool to middle-management, despite years of being passed over for promotions because she was a woman. She's the one who taught me about hard work. She's the one who put off buying a new car or a new dress for herself so that I could have a better life. She poured everything she had into me. And although she can no longer travel, I know that she's watching tonight, and that tonight is her night as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As President, I will tap our natural gas reserves, invest in clean coal technology, and find ways to safely harness nuclear power. I'll help our auto companies re-tool, so that the fuel-efficient cars of the future are built right here in America. I'll make it easier for the American people to afford these new cars. And I'll invest 150 billion dollars over the next decade in affordable, renewable sources of energy - wind power and solar power and the next generation of biofuels; an investment that will lead to new industries and five million new jobs that pay well and can't ever be outsourced.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "You don't defeat a terrorist network that operates in eighty countries by occupying Iraq. You don't protect Israel and deter Iran just by talking tough in Washington. You can't truly stand up for Georgia when you've strained our oldest alliances. If John McCain wants to follow George Bush with more tough talk and bad strategy, that is his choice - but it is not the change we need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For while Senator McCain was turning his sights to Iraq just days after 9/11, I stood up and opposed this war, knowing that it would distract us from the real threats we face. When John McCain said we could just \"muddle through\" in Afghanistan, I argued for more resources and more troops to finish the fight against the terrorists who actually attacked us on 9/11, and made clear that we must take out Osama bin Laden and his lieutenants if we have them in our sights. John McCain likes to say that he'll follow bin Laden to the Gates of Hell - but he won't even go to the cave where he lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Washington's been talking about our oil addiction for the last thirty years, and John McCain has been there for twenty-six of them. In that time, he's said no to higher fuel-efficiency standards for cars, no to investments in renewable energy, no to renewable fuels. And today, we import triple the amount of oil as the day that Senator McCain took office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, more Americans are out of work and more are working harder for less. More of you have lost your homes and even more are watching your home values plummet. More of you have cars you can't afford to drive, credit card bills you can't afford to pay, and tuition that's beyond your reach.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But the record's clear: John McCain has voted with George Bush ninety percent of the time. Senator McCain likes to talk about judgment, but really, what does it say about your judgment when you think George Bush has been right more than ninety percent of the time? I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to take a ten percent chance on change.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We are the party of Roosevelt. We are the party of Kennedy. So don't tell me that Democrats won't defend this country. Don't tell me that Democrats won't keep us safe. The Bush-McCain foreign policy has squandered the legacy that generations of Americans - Democrats and Republicans - have built, and we are here to restore that legacy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Well it's time for them to own their failure. It's time for us to change America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I will end this war in Iraq responsibly, and finish the fight against al Qaeda and the Taliban in Afghanistan. I will rebuild our military to meet future conflicts. But I will also renew the tough, direct diplomacy that can prevent Iran from obtaining nuclear weapons and curb Russian aggression. I will build new partnerships to defeat the threats of the 21st century: terrorism and nuclear proliferation; poverty and genocide; climate change and disease. And I will restore our moral standing, so that America is once again that last, best hope for all who are called to the cause of freedom, who long for lives of peace, and who yearn for a better future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, many of these plans will cost money, which is why I've laid out how I'll pay for every dime - by closing corporate loopholes and tax havens that don't help America grow. But I will also go through the federal budget, line by line, eliminating programs that no longer work and making the ones we do need work better and cost less - because we cannot meet twenty-first century challenges with a twentieth century bureaucracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Meanwhile, I've ordered our military to maintain their current posture to keep the pressure on Assad, and to be in a position to respond if diplomacy fails. And tonight, I give thanks again to our military and their families for their incredible strength and sacrifices.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "However, over the last few days, we've seen some encouraging signs. In part because of the credible threat of U. S. military action, as well as constructive talks that I had with President Putin, the Russian government has indicated a willingness to join with the international community in pushing Assad to give up his chemical weapons. The Assad regime has now admitted that it has these weapons, and even said they'd join the Chemical Weapons Convention, which prohibits their use.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's my judgment as Commander-in-Chief. But I'm also the President of the world's oldest constitutional democracy. So even though I possess the authority to order military strikes, I believed it was right, in the absence of a direct or imminent threat to our security, to take this debate to Congress. I believe our democracy is stronger when the President acts with the support of Congress. And I believe that America acts more effectively abroad when we stand together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let me make something clear: The United States military doesn't do pinpricks. Even a limited strike will send a message to Assad that no other nation can deliver. I don't think we should remove another dictator with force -- we learned from Iraq that doing so makes us responsible for all that comes next. But a targeted strike can make Assad, or any other dictator, think twice before using chemical weapons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "My fellow Americans, for nearly seven decades, the United States has been the anchor of global security. This has meant doing more than forging international agreements -- it has meant enforcing them. The burdens of leadership are often heavy, but the world is a better place because we have borne them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Others have asked whether it's worth acting if we don't take out Assad. As some members of Congress have said, there's no point in simply doing a \"pinprick\" strike in Syria.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Let me explain why. If we fail to act, the Assad regime will see no reason to stop using chemical weapons. As the ban against these weapons erodes, other tyrants will have no reason to think twice about acquiring poison gas, and using them. Over time, our troops would again face the prospect of chemical warfare on the battlefield. And it could be easier for terrorist organizations to obtain these weapons, and to use them to attack civilians.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's no wonder, then, that you're asking hard questions. So let me answer some of the most important questions that I've heard from members of Congress, and that I've read in letters that you've sent to me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I have, therefore, asked the leaders of Congress to postpone a vote to authorize the use of force while we pursue this diplomatic path. I'm sending Secretary of State John Kerry to meet his Russian counterpart on Thursday, and I will continue my own discussions with President Putin. I've spoken to the leaders of two of our closest allies, France and the United Kingdom, and we will work together in consultation with Russia and China to put forward a resolution at the U. N. Security Council requiring Assad to give up his chemical weapons, and to ultimately destroy them under international control. We'll also give U. N. inspectors the opportunity to report their findings about what happened on August 21st. And we will continue to rally support from allies from Europe to the Americas -- from Asia to the Middle East -- who agree on the need for action.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Franklin Roosevelt once said, \"Our national determination to keep free of foreign wars and foreign entanglements cannot prevent us from feeling deep concern when ideals and principles that we have cherished are challenged.\" Our ideals and principles, as well as our national security, are at stake in Syria, along with our leadership of a world where we seek to ensure that the worst weapons will never be used.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If fighting spills beyond Syria's borders, these weapons could threaten allies like Turkey, Jordan, and Israel. And a failure to stand against the use of chemical weapons would weaken prohibitions against other weapons of mass destruction, and embolden Assad's ally, Iran -- which must decide whether to ignore international law by building a nuclear weapon, or to take a more peaceful path.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "First, many of you have asked, won't this put us on a slippery slope to another war? One man wrote to me that we are \"still recovering from our involvement in Iraq.\" A veteran put it more bluntly: \"This nation is sick and tired of war.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When dictators commit atrocities, they depend upon the world to look the other way until those horrifying pictures fade from memory. But these things happened. The facts cannot be denied. The question now is what the United States of America, and the international community, is prepared to do about it. Because what happened to those people -- to those children -- is not only a violation of international law, it's also a danger to our security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I agree, and I have a deeply held preference for peaceful solutions. Over the last two years, my administration has tried diplomacy and sanctions, warning and negotiations -- but chemical weapons were still used by the Assad regime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know that after the terrible toll of Iraq and Afghanistan, the idea of any military action, no matter how limited, is not going to be popular. After all, I've spent four and a half years working to end wars, not to start them. Our troops are out of Iraq. Our troops are coming home from Afghanistan. And I know Americans want all of us in Washington", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know that political campaigns can sometimes seem small, even silly. And that provides plenty of fodder for the cynics who tell us that politics is nothing more than a contest of egos, or the domain of special interests. But if you ever get the chance to talk to folks who turned out at our rallies, and crowded along a rope line in a high school gym, or saw folks working late at a campaign office in some tiny county far away from home, you'll discover something else.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want to thank every American who participated in this election. Whether you voted for the very first time or waited in line for a very long time by the way, we have to fix that. Whether you pounded the pavement or picked up the phone whether you held an Obama sign or a Romney sign, you made your voice heard, and you made a difference.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm not talking about blind optimism -- the kind of hope that just ignores the enormity of the tasks ahead or the roadblocks that stand in our path. I'm not talking about the wishful idealism that allows us to just sit on the sidelines or shirk from a fight. I have always believed that hope is that stubborn thing inside us that insists, despite all the evidence to the contrary, that something better awaits us, so long as we have the courage to keep reaching, to keep working, to keep fighting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It moves forward because of you. It moves forward because you reaffirmed the spirit that has triumphed over war and depression; the spirit that has lifted this country from the depths of despair to the great heights of hope -- the belief that while each of us will pursue our own individual dreams, we are an American family, and we rise or fall together, as one nation, and as one people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But that doesn't mean your work is done. The role of citizen in our democracy does not end with your vote. America has never been about what can be done for us. It's about what can be done by us, together, through the hard and frustrating but necessary work of self-government. That's the principle we were founded on.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I am hopeful tonight because I have seen this spirit at work in America. I've seen it in the family business whose owners would rather cut their own pay than lay off their neighbors, and in the workers who would rather cut back their hours than see a friend lose a job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America, I believe we can build on the progress we've made, and continue to fight for new jobs, and new opportunity, and new security for the middle class. I believe we can keep the promise of our founding -- the idea that if you're willing to work hard, it doesn't matter who you are, or where you come from, or what you look like, or where you love -- it doesn't matter whether you're black or white, or Hispanic or Asian, or Native American, or young or old, or rich or poor, abled, disabled, gay or straight -- you can make it here in America if you're willing to try.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "What makes America exceptional are the bonds that hold together the most diverse nation on Earth -- the belief that our destiny is shared; that this country only works when we accept certain obligations to one another, and to future generations; that the freedom which so many Americans have fought for and died for comes with responsibilities as well as rights, and among those are love and charity and duty and patriotism. That's what makes America great.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This country has more wealth than any nation, but that's not what makes us rich. We have the most powerful military in history, but that's not what makes us strong. Our university, culture are the envy of the world, but that's not what keeps the world coming to our shores.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I believe we can seize this future together -- because we are not as divided as our politics suggest; we're not as cynical as the pundits believe; we are greater than the sum of our individual ambitions; and we remain more than a collection of red states and blue states. We are, and forever will be, the United States of America. And together, with your help, and God's grace, we will continue our journey forward, and remind the world just why it is that we live in the greatest nation on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In some patients with cystic fibrosis, this approach has reversed a disease once thought unstoppable. So tonight, I'm launching a new Precision Medicine Initiative to bring us closer to curing diseases like cancer and diabetes, and to give all of us access to the personalized information we need to keep ourselves and our families healthier. We can do this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If we're going to have arguments, let's have arguments, but let's make them debates worthy of this body and worthy of this country. We still may not agree on a woman's right to choose, but surely we can agree it's a good thing that teen pregnancies and abortions are nearing all-time lows, and that every woman should have access to the health care that she needs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As Americans, we respect human dignity, even when we're threatened, which is why I have prohibited torture, and worked to make sure our use of new technology like drones is properly constrained. It's why we speak out against the deplorable anti-Semitism that has resurfaced in certain parts of the world. It's why we continue to reject offensive stereotypes of Muslims, the vast majority of whom share our commitment to peace. That's why we defend free speech, and advocate for political prisoners, and condemn the persecution of women, or religious minorities, or people who are lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender. We do these things not only because they are the right thing to do, but because ultimately they will make us safer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "As Americans, we cherish our civil liberties, and we need to uphold that commitment if we want maximum cooperation from other countries and industry in our fight against terrorist networks. So while some have moved on from the debates over our surveillance programs, I have not. As promised, our intelligence agencies have worked hard, with the recommendations of privacy advocates, to increase transparency and build more safeguards against potential abuse. And next month, we'll issue a report on how we're keeping our promise to keep our country safe while strengthening privacy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight, for the first time since 9/11, our combat mission in Afghanistan is over. Six years ago, nearly 180,000 American troops served in Iraq and Afghanistan. Today, fewer than 15,000 remain. And we salute the courage and sacrifice of every man and woman in this 9/11 Generation who has served to keep us safe. We are humbled and grateful for your service.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I believe in a smarter kind of American leadership. We lead best when we combine military power with strong diplomacy; when we leverage our power with coalition building; when we don't let our fears blind us to the opportunities that this new century presents. That's exactly what we're doing right now. And around the globe, it is making a difference.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In West Africa, our troops, our scientists, our doctors, our nurses, our health care workers are rolling back Ebola -- saving countless lives and stopping the spread of disease. I could not be prouder of them, and I thank this Congress for your bipartisan support of their efforts. But the job is not yet done, and the world needs to use this lesson to build a more effective global effort to prevent the spread of future pandemics, invest in smart development, and eradicate extreme poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our manufacturers have added almost 800,000 new jobs. Some of our bedrock sectors, like our auto industry, are booming. But there are also millions of Americans who work in jobs that didn't even exist 10 or 20 years ago -- jobs at companies like Google, and eBay, and Tesla.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "2014 was the planet's warmest year on record. Now, one year doesn't make a trend, but this does: 14 of the 15 warmest years on record have all fallen in the first 15 years of this century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. God bless this country we love. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In two weeks, I will send this Congress a budget filled with ideas that are practical, not partisan. And in the months ahead, I'll crisscross the country making a case for those ideas. So tonight, I want to focus less on a checklist of proposals, and focus more on the values at stake in the choices before us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We believed we could prepare our kids for a more competitive world. And today, our younger students have earned the highest math and reading scores on record. Our high school graduation rate has hit an all-time high. More Americans finish college than ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We believed we could reduce our dependence on foreign oil and protect our planet. And today, America is number one in oil and gas. America is number one in wind power. Every three weeks, we bring online as much solar power as we did in all of 2008. And thanks to lower gas prices and higher fuel standards, the typical family this year should save about $750 at the pump.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "My first duty as Commander-in-Chief is to defend the United States of America. In doing so, the question is not whether America leads in the world, but how. When we make rash decisions, reacting to the headlines instead of using our heads; when the first response to a challenge is to send in our military -- then we risk getting drawn into unnecessary conflicts, and neglect the broader strategy we need for a safer, more prosperous world. That's what our enemies want us to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But new sanctions passed by this Congress, at this moment in time, will all but guarantee that diplomacy fails -- alienating America from its allies; making it harder to maintain sanctions; and ensuring that Iran starts up its nuclear program again. It doesn't make sense. And that's why I will veto any new sanctions bill that threatens to undo this progress. The American people expect us only to go to war as a last resort, and I intend to stay true to that wisdom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Our diplomacy is at work with respect to Iran, where, for the first time in a decade, we've halted the progress of its nuclear program and reduced its stockpile of nuclear material. Between now and this spring, we have a chance to negotiate a comprehensive agreement that prevents a nuclear-armed Iran, secures America and our allies -- including Israel, while avoiding yet another Middle East conflict. There are no guarantees that negotiations will succeed, and I keep all options on the table to prevent a nuclear Iran.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Third, we're looking beyond the issues that have consumed us in the past to shape the coming century. No foreign nation, no hacker, should be able to shut down our networks, steal our trade secrets, or invade the privacy of American families, especially our kids. So we're making sure our government integrates intelligence to combat cyber threats, just as we have done to combat terrorism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"It is amazing,\" Rebekah wrote, \"what you can bounce back from when you have to...we are a strong, tight-knit family who has made it through some very, very hard times.\" We are a strong, tight-knit family who has made it through some very, very hard times.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At this moment -- with a growing economy, shrinking deficits, bustling industry, booming energy production -- we have risen from recession freer to write our own future than any other nation on Earth. It's now up to us to choose who we want to be over the next 15 years and for decades to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, these ideas won't make everybody rich, won't relieve every hardship. That's not the job of government. To give working families a fair shot, we still need more employers to see beyond next quarter's earnings and recognize that investing in their workforce is in their company's long-term interest. We still need laws that strengthen rather than weaken unions, and give American workers a voice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So the question for those of us here tonight is how we, all of us, can better reflect America's hopes. I've served in Congress with many of you. I know many of you well. There are a lot of good people here, on both sides of the aisle. And many of you have told me that this isn't what you signed up for -- arguing past each other on cable shows, the constant fundraising, always looking over your shoulder at how the base will react to every decision.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Imagine if we broke out of these tired old patterns. Imagine if we did something different. Understand, a better politics isn't one where Democrats abandon their agenda or Republicans simply embrace mine. A better politics is one where we appeal to each other's basic decency instead of our basest fears. A better politics is one where we debate without demonizing each other; where we talk issues and values, and principles and facts, rather than \"gotcha\" moments, or trivial gaffes, or fake controversies that have nothing to do with people's daily lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's not a nice-to-have -- it's a must-have. So it's time we stop treating childcare as a side issue, or as a women's issue, and treat it like the national economic priority that it is for all of us. And that's why my plan will make quality childcare more available and more affordable for every middle-class and low-income family with young children in America -- by creating more slots and a new tax cut of up to $3,000 per child, per year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I want our actions to tell every child in every neighborhood, your life matters, and we are committed to improving your life chances as committed as we are to working on behalf of our own kids. I want future generations to know that we are a people who see our differences as a great gift, that we're a people who value the dignity and worth of every citizen -- man and woman, young and old, black and white, Latino, Asian, immigrant, Native American, gay, straight, Americans with mental illness or physical disability. Everybody matters. I want them to grow up in a country that shows the world what we still know to be true: that we are still more than a collection of red states and blue states; that we are the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "First, we stand united with people around the world who have been targeted by terrorists -- from a school in Pakistan to the streets of Paris. We will continue to hunt down terrorists and dismantle their networks, and we reserve the right to act unilaterally, as we have done relentlessly since I took office to take out terrorists who pose a direct threat to us and our allies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But you know, things like childcare and sick leave and equal pay; things like lower mortgage premiums and a higher minimum wage -- these ideas will make a meaningful difference in the lives of millions of families. That's a fact. And that's what all of us, Republicans and Democrats alike, were sent here to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At every step, we were told our goals were misguided or too ambitious; that we would crush jobs and explode deficits. Instead, we've seen the fastest economic growth in over a decade, our deficits cut by two-thirds, a stock market that has doubled, and health care inflation at its lowest rate in 50 years. This is good news, people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Look, I'm the first one to admit that past trade deals haven't always lived up to the hype, and that's why we've gone after countries that break the rules at our expense. But 95 percent of the world's customers live outside our borders. We can't close ourselves off from those opportunities. More than half of manufacturing executives have said they're actively looking to bring jobs back from China. So let's give them one more reason to get it done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Last year, as we were doing the hard work of imposing sanctions along with our allies, as we were reinforcing our presence with frontline states, Mr. Putin's aggression it was suggested was a masterful display of strategy and strength. That's what I heard from some folks. Well, today, it is America that stands strong and united with our allies, while Russia is isolated with its economy in tatters. That's how America leads -- not with bluster, but with persistent, steady resolve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tennessee, a state with Republican leadership, and Chicago, a city with Democratic leadership, are showing that free community college is possible. I want to spread that idea all across America, so that two years of college becomes as free and universal in America as high school is today. Let's stay ahead of the curve. And I want to work with this Congress to make sure those already burdened with student loans can reduce their monthly payments so that student debt doesn't derail anyone's dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I know how tempting such cynicism may be. But I still think the cynics are wrong. I still believe that we are one people. I still believe that together, we can do great things, even when the odds are long.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Will we accept an economy where only a few of us do spectacularly well? Or will we commit ourselves to an economy that generates rising incomes and chances for everyone who makes the effort?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Over the past six years, the pundits have pointed out more than once that my presidency hasn't delivered on this vision. How ironic, they say, that our politics seems more divided than ever. It's held up as proof not just of my own flaws -- of which there are many -- but also as proof that the vision itself is misguided, naive, that there are too many people in this town who actually benefit from partisanship and gridlock for us to ever do anything about it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And that's why, over the past six years, we've done more than ever to combat climate change, from the way we produce energy to the way we use it. That's why we've set aside more public lands and waters than any administration in history. And that's why I will not let this Congress endanger the health of our children by turning back the clock on our efforts. I am determined to make sure that American leadership drives international action.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Will we allow ourselves to be sorted into factions and turned against one another? Or will we recapture the sense of common purpose that has always propelled America forward?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "If we don't act, we'll leave our nation and our economy vulnerable. If we do, we can continue to protect the technologies that have unleashed untold opportunities for people around the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Finally, as we better train our workers, we need the new economy to keep churning out high-wage jobs for our workers to fill. Since 2010, America has put more people back to work than Europe, Japan, and all advanced economies combined.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I believe this because over and over in my six years in office, I have seen America at its best. I've seen the hopeful faces of young graduates from New York to California, and our newest officers at West Point, Annapolis, Colorado Springs, New London. I've mourned with grieving families in Tucson and Newtown, in Boston, in West Texas, and West Virginia. I've watched Americans beat back adversity from the Gulf Coast to the Great Plains, from Midwest assembly lines to the Mid-Atlantic seaboard. I've seen something like gay marriage go from a wedge issue used to drive us apart to a story of freedom across our country, a civil right now legal in states that seven in 10 Americans call home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In Iraq and Syria, American leadership -- including our military power -- is stopping ISIL's advance. Instead of getting dragged into another ground war in the Middle East, we are leading a broad coalition, including Arab nations, to degrade and ultimately destroy this terrorist group. We're also supporting a moderate opposition in Syria that can help us in this effort, and assisting people everywhere who stand up to the bankrupt ideology of violent extremism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Removing the flag from this state's capitol would not be an act of political correctness; it would not be an insult to the valor of Confederate soldiers. It would simply be an acknowledgment that the cause for which they fought -- the cause of slavery -- was wrong the imposition of Jim Crow after the Civil War, the resistance to civil rights for all people was wrong. It would be one step in an honest accounting of America's history; a modest but meaningful balm for so many unhealed wounds. It would be an expression of the amazing changes that have transformed this state and this country for the better, because of the work of so many people of goodwill, people of all races striving to form a more perfect union. By taking down that flag, we express God's grace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This whole week, I've been reflecting on this idea of grace. The grace of the families who lost loved ones. The grace that Reverend Pinckney would preach about in his sermons. The grace described in one of my favorite hymnals -- the one we all know: Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found; was blind but now I see.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The vast majority of Americans -- the majority of gun owners -- want to do something about this. We see that now. And I'm convinced that by acknowledging the pain and loss of others, even as we respect the traditions and ways of life that make up this beloved country -- by making the moral choice to change, we express God's grace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Reverend Pinckney embodied a politics that was neither mean, nor small. He conducted himself quietly, and kindly, and diligently. He encouraged progress not by pushing his ideas alone, but by seeking out your ideas, partnering with you to make things happen. He was full of empathy and fellow feeling, able to walk in somebody else's shoes and see through their eyes. No wonder one of his senate colleagues remembered Senator Pinckney as \"the most gentle of the 46 of us -- the best of the 46 of us.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Friends of his remarked this week that when Clementa Pinckney entered a room, it was like the future arrived; that even from a young age, folks knew he was special. Anointed. He was the progeny of a long line of the faithful -- a family of preachers who spread God's word, a family of protesters who sowed change to expand voting rights and desegregate the South. Clem heard their instruction, and he did not forsake their teaching.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But I don't think God wants us to stop there. For too long, we've been blind to the way past injustices continue to shape the present. Perhaps we see that now. Perhaps this tragedy causes us to ask some tough questions about how we can permit so many of our children to languish in poverty, or attend dilapidated schools, or grow up without prospects for a job or for a career.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That reservoir of goodness. If we can find that grace, anything is possible. If we can tap that grace, everything can change.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Amazing grace. Amazing grace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Oh, but God works in mysterious ways. God has different ideas.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "To the families of the fallen, the nation shares in your grief. Our pain cuts that much deeper because it happened in a church. The church is and always has been the center of African-American life a place to call our own in a too often hostile world, a sanctuary from so many hardships.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Through the example of their lives, they've now passed it on to us. May we find ourselves worthy of that precious and extraordinary gift, as long as our lives endure. May grace now lead them home. May God continue to shed His grace on the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "He was in the pulpit by 13, pastor by 18, public servant by 23. He did not exhibit any of the cockiness of youth, nor youth's insecurities; instead, he set an example worthy of his position, wise beyond his years, in his speech, in his conduct, in his love, faith, and purity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That's what the black church means. Our beating heart. The place where our dignity as a people is inviolate. When there's no better example of this tradition than Mother Emanuel a church built by blacks seeking liberty, burned to the ground because its founder sought to end slavery, only to rise up again, a Phoenix from these ashes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When there were laws banning all-black church gatherings, services happened here anyway, in defiance of unjust laws. When there was a righteous movement to dismantle Jim Crow, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. preached from its pulpit, and marches began from its steps. A sacred place, this church. Not just for blacks, not just for Christians, but for every American who cares about the steady expansion of human rights and human dignity in this country; a foundation stone for liberty and justice for all. That's what the church meant.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Maybe we now realize the way racial bias can infect us even when we don't realize it, so that we're guarding against not just racial slurs, but we're also guarding against the subtle impulse to call Johnny back for a job interview but not Jamal. So that we search our hearts when we consider laws to make it harder for some of our fellow citizens to vote. By recognizing our common humanity by treating every child as important, regardless of the color of their skin or the station into which they were born, and to do what's necessary to make opportunity real for every American -- by doing that, we express God's grace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "\"They were still living by faith when they died,\" Scripture tells us. \"They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance, admitting that they were foreigners and strangers on Earth.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Clem was often asked why he chose to be a pastor and a public servant. But the person who asked probably didn't know the history of the AME church. As our brothers and sisters in the AME church know, we don't make those distinctions. \"Our calling,\" Clem once said, \"is not just within the walls of the congregation, but...the life and community in which our congregation resides.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For too long, we've been blind to the unique mayhem that gun violence inflicts upon this nation. Sporadically, our eyes are open: When eight of our brothers and sisters are cut down in a church basement, 12 in a movie theater, 26 in an elementary school. But I hope we also see the 30 precious lives cut short by gun violence in this country every single day; the countless more whose lives are forever changed -- the survivors crippled, the children traumatized and fearful every day as they walk to school, the husband who will never feel his wife's warm touch, the entire communities whose grief overflows every time they have to watch what happened to them happen to some other place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But I also know that human progress cannot be denied. There need not be contradictions between development and tradition. Countries like Japan and South Korea grew their economies enormously while maintaining distinct cultures. The same is true for the astonishing progress within Muslim-majority countries from Kuala Lumpur to Dubai. In ancient times and in our times, Muslim communities have been at the forefront of innovation and education.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The fourth issue that I will address is democracy. I know there has been controversy about the promotion of democracy in recent years, and much of this controversy is connected to the war in Iraq. So let me be clear: No system of government can or should be imposed by one nation by any other.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And this is a difficult responsibility to embrace, for human history has often been a record of nations and tribes and, yes, religions subjugating one another in pursuit of their own interests. Yet in this new age, such attitudes are self-defeating. Given our interdependence, any world order that elevates one nation or group of people over another will inevitably fail. So whatever we think of the past, we must not be prisoners to it. Our problems must be dealt with through partnership; our progress must be shared.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "All of us share this world for but a brief moment in time. The question is whether we spend that time focused on what pushes us apart, or whether we commit ourselves to an effort, a sustained effort to find common ground, to focus on the future we seek for our children, and to respect the dignity of all human beings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And the issues that I have described will not be easy to address, but we have a responsibility to join together on behalf of the world that we seek, a world where extremists no longer threaten our people and American troops have come home, a world where Israelis and Palestinians are each secure in a state of their own and nuclear energy is used for peaceful purposes, a world where governments serve their citizens and the rights of all God's children are respected. Those are mutual interests. That is the world we seek, but we can only achieve it together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I recognize it will be hard to overcome decades of mistrust, but we will proceed with courage, rectitude, and resolve. There will be many issues to discuss between our two countries, and we are willing to move forward without preconditions on the basis of mutual respect. But it is clear to all concerned that when it comes to nuclear weapons, we have reached a decisive point. This is not simply about America's interests. It's about preventing a nuclear arms race in the Middle East that could lead this region and the world down a hugely dangerous path.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So let there be no doubt, Islam is a part of America. And I believe that America holds within her the truth that regardless of race, religion, or station in life, all of us share common aspirations to live in peace and security, to get an education and to work with dignity, to love our families, our communities, and our God. These things we share. This is the hope of all humanity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So, I have known Islam on three continents before coming to the region where it was first revealed. That experience guides my conviction that partnership between America and Islam must be based on what Islam is, not what it isn't. And I consider it part of my responsibility as President of the United States to fight against negative stereotypes of Islam wherever they appear.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Among some Muslims, there's a disturbing tendency to measure one's own faith by the rejection of somebody else's faith. The richness of religious diversity must be upheld, whether it is for Maronites in Lebanon or the Copts in Egypt. And if we are being honest, fault lines must be closed among Muslims as well, as the divisions between Sunni and Shi'a have led to tragic violence, particularly in Iraq.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, that does not mean we should ignore sources of tension. Indeed, it suggests the opposite. We must face these tensions squarely. And so in that spirit, let me speak as clearly and as plainly as I can about some specific issues that I believe we must finally confront together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "On the other hand, it is also undeniable that the Palestinian people, Muslims and Christians, have suffered in pursuit of a homeland. For more than 60 years, they've endured the pain of dislocation. Many wait in refugee camps in the West Bank, Gaza, and neighboring lands for a life of peace and security that they have never been able to lead. They endure the daily humiliations, large and small, that come with occupation. So let there be no doubt, the situation for the Palestinian people is intolerable, and America will not turn our backs on the legitimate Palestinian aspiration for dignity, opportunity, and a state of their own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "At the same time, Israelis must acknowledge that just as Israel's right to exist cannot be denied, neither can Palestine's. The United States does not accept the legitimacy of continued Israeli settlements. This construction violates previous agreements and undermines efforts to achieve peace. It is time for these settlements to stop.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, let me be clear: Issues of women's equality are by no means simply an issue for Islam. In Turkey, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Indonesia, we've seen Muslim-majority countries elect a woman to lead. Meanwhile, the struggle for women's equality continues in many aspects of American life and in countries around the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Around the world, the Jewish people were persecuted for centuries, and anti-Semitism in Europe culminated in an unprecedented Holocaust. Tomorrow I will visit Buchenwald, which was part of a network of camps where Jews were enslaved, tortured, shot, and gassed to death by the Third Reich. Six million Jews were killed, more than the entire Jewish population of Israel today. Denying that fact is baseless, it is ignorant, and it is hateful. Threatening Israel with destruction or repeating vile stereotypes about Jews is deeply wrong and only serves to evoke in the minds of Israelis this most painful of memories while preventing the peace that the people of this region deserve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So long as our relationship is defined by our differences, we will empower those who sow hatred rather than peace, those who promote conflict rather than the cooperation that can help all of our people achieve justice and prosperity. And this cycle of suspicion and discord must end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now part of this conviction is rooted in my own experience. I'm a Christian, but my father came from a Kenyan family that includes generations of Muslims. As a boy, I spent several years in Indonesia and heard the call of the azaan at the break of dawn and at the fall of dusk. As a young man, I worked in Chicago communities where many found dignity and peace in their Muslim faith. As a student of history, I also know civilization's debt to Islam.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I've come here to Cairo to seek a new beginning between the United States and Muslims around the world, one based on mutual interest and mutual respect and one based upon the truth that America and Islam are not exclusive and need not be in competition. Instead, they overlap and share common principles, principles of justice and progress, tolerance and the dignity of all human beings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And finally, just as America can never tolerate violence by extremists, we must never alter or forget our principles. Nine-eleven was an enormous trauma to our country. The fear and anger that it provoked was understandable, but in some cases, it led us to act contrary to our traditions and our ideals. We are taking concrete actions to change course. I have unequivocally prohibited the use of torture by the United States, and I have ordered the prison at Guantanamo Bay closed by early next year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "America will align our policies with those who pursue peace, and we will say in public what we say in private to Israelis and Palestinians and Arabs. We cannot impose peace. But privately, many Muslims recognize that Israel will not go away. Likewise, many Israelis recognize the need for a Palestinian state. It is time for us to act on what everyone knows to be true.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Freedom of religion is central to the ability of peoples to live together. We must always examine the ways in which we protect it. For instance, in the United States, rules on charitable giving have made it harder for Muslims to fulfill their religious obligation. That's why I'm committed to working with American Muslims to ensure that they can fulfill zakat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now is the time for Palestinians to focus on what they can build. The Palestinian Authority must develop its capacity to govern with institutions that serve the needs of its people. Hamas does have support among some Palestinians, but they also have to recognize they have responsibilities. To play a role in fulfilling Palestinian aspirations, to unify the Palestinian people, Hamas must put an end to violence, recognize past agreements, recognize Israel's right to exist.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I am convinced that our daughters can contribute just as much to society as our sons. Our common prosperity will be advanced by allowing all humanity, men and women, to reach their full potential. I do not believe that women must make the same choices as men in order to be equal, and I respect those women who choose to live their lives in traditional roles. But it should be their choice. And that is why the United States will partner with any Muslim-majority country to support expanded literacy for girls and to help young women pursue employment through microfinancing that helps people live their dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "On economic development, we will create a new corps of business volunteers to partner with counterparts in Muslim-majority countries. And I will host a summit on entrepreneurship this year to identify how we can deepen ties between business leaders, foundations, and social entrepreneurs in the United States and Muslim communities around the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Likewise, it is important for Western countries to avoid impeding Muslim citizens from practicing religion as they see fit, for instance, by dictating what clothes a Muslim woman should wear. We can't disguise hostility towards any religion behind the pretence of liberalism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The sixth issue that I want to address is women's rights. I know--I know, and you can tell from this audience, that there is a healthy debate about this issue. I reject the view of some in the West that a woman who chooses to cover her hair is somehow less equal, but I do believe that a woman who is denied an education is denied equality. And it is no coincidence that countries where women are well educated are far more likely to be prosperous.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This last point is important, because there are some who advocate for democracy only when they're out of power. Once in power, they are ruthless in suppressing the rights of others. So no matter where it takes hold, government of the people and by the people sets a single standard for all who would hold power. You must maintain your power through consent, not coercion; you must respect the rights of minorities and participate with a spirit of tolerance and compromise; you must place the interests of your people and the legitimate workings of the political process above your party. Without these ingredients, elections alone do not make true democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Too many tears have been shed. Too much blood has been shed. All of us have a responsibility to work for the day when the mothers of Israelis and Palestinians can see their children grow up without fear, when the Holy Land of the three great faiths is the place of peace that God intended it to be, when Jerusalem is a secure and lasting home for Jews and Christians and Muslims and a place for all of the children of Abraham to mingle peacefully together as in the story of Isra, when Moses, Jesus, and Muhammed, peace be upon them, joined in prayer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That is in Israel's interest, Palestine's interest, America's interest, and the world's interest. And that is why I intend to personally pursue this outcome with all the patience and dedication that the task requires. The obligations that the parties have agreed to under the road map are clear. For peace to come, it is time for them, and all of us, to live up to our responsibilities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It was Islam, at places like Al-Azhar, that carried the light of learning through so many centuries, paving the way for Europe's renaissance and enlightenment. It was innovation in Muslim communities that developed the order of algebra, our magnetic compass and tools of navigation, our mastery of pens and printing, our understanding of how disease spreads and how it can be healed. Islamic culture has given us majestic arches and soaring spires, timeless poetry and cherished music, elegant calligraphy and places of peaceful contemplation. And throughout history, Islam has demonstrated through words and deeds the possibilities of religious tolerance and racial equality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For decades then, there has been a stalemate: two peoples with legitimate aspirations, each with a painful history that makes compromise elusive. It's easy to point fingers, for Palestinians to point to the displacement brought about by Israel's founding and for Israelis to point to the constant hostility and attacks throughout its history from within its borders, as well as beyond. But if we see this conflict only from one side or the other, then we will be blind to the truth. The only resolution is for the aspirations of both sides to be met through two states, where Israelis and Palestinians each live in peace and security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And I don't want to exaggerate this, but those sets of experiences inform how the African American community interprets what happened one night in Florida. And it's inescapable for people to bring those experiences to bear. The African American community is also knowledgeable that there is a history of racial disparities in the application of our criminal laws -- everything from the death penalty to enforcement of our drug laws. And that ends up having an impact in terms of how people interpret the case.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "That doesn't mean, though, that as a nation we can't do some things that I think would be productive. So let me just give a couple of specifics that I'm still bouncing around with my staff, so we're not rolling out some five-point plan, but some areas where I think all of us could potentially focus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I think the African American community is also not naive in understanding that, statistically, somebody like Trayvon Martin was statistically more likely to be shot by a peer than he was by somebody else. So folks understand the challenges that exist for African American boys. But they get frustrated, I think, if they feel that there's no context for it and that context is being denied. And that all contributes I think to a sense that if a white male teen was involved in the same kind of scenario, that, from top to bottom, both the outcome and the aftermath might have been different.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I wanted to come out here, first of all, to tell you that Jay is prepared for all your questions and is very much looking forward to the session. The second thing is I want to let you know that over the next couple of weeks, there's going to obviously be a whole range of issues -- immigration, economics, et cetera -- we'll try to arrange a fuller press conference to address your questions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Number three -- and this is a long-term project -- we need to spend some time in thinking about how do we bolster and reinforce our African American boys. And this is something that Michelle and I talk a lot about. There are a lot of kids out there who need help who are getting a lot of negative reinforcement. And is there more that we can do to give them the sense that their country cares about them and values them and is willing to invest in them?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And initially, the police departments across the state were resistant, but actually they came to recognize that if it was done in a fair, straightforward way that it would allow them to do their jobs better and communities would have more confidence in them and, in turn, be more helpful in applying the law. And obviously, law enforcement has got a very tough job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "I'm not naive about the prospects of some grand, new federal program. I'm not sure that that's what we're talking about here. But I do recognize that as President, I've got some convening power, and there are a lot of good programs that are being done across the country on this front. And for us to be able to gather together business leaders and local elected officials and clergy and celebrities and athletes, and figure out how are we doing a better job helping young African American men feel that they're a full part of this society and that they've got pathways and avenues to succeed -- I think that would be a pretty good outcome from what was obviously a tragic situation. And we're going to spend some time working on that and thinking about that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, this isn't to say that the African American community is naive about the fact that African American young men are disproportionately involved in the criminal justice system; that they're disproportionately both victims and perpetrators of violence. It's not to make excuses for that fact -- although black folks do interpret the reasons for that in a historical context. They understand that some of the violence that takes place in poor black neighborhoods around the country is born out of a very violent past in this country, and that the poverty and dysfunction that we see in those communities can be traced to a very difficult history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And so the fact that sometimes that's unacknowledged adds to the frustration. And the fact that a lot of African American boys are painted with a broad brush and the excuse is given, well, there are these statistics out there that show that African American boys are more violent -- using that as an excuse to then see sons treated differently causes pain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When I was in Illinois, I passed racial profiling legislation, and it actually did just two simple things. One, it collected data on traffic stops and the race of the person who was stopped. But the other thing was it resourced us training police departments across the state on how to think about potential racial bias and ways to further professionalize what they were doing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And for those who resist that idea that we should think about something like these \"stand your ground\" laws, I'd just ask people to consider, if Trayvon Martin was of age and armed, could he have stood his ground on that sidewalk? And do we actually think that he would have been justified in shooting Mr. Zimmerman who had followed him in a car because he felt threatened? And if the answer to that question is at least ambiguous, then it seems to me that we might want to examine those kinds of laws.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now it's up to us to continue this work. This bill is an important step - a simple fix to ensure fundamental fairness to American workers - and I want to thank this remarkable and bi-partisan group of legislators who worked so hard to get it passed. And this is only the beginning. I know that if we stay focused, as Lilly did - and keep standing for what's right, as Lilly did - we will close that pay gap and ensure that our daughters have the same rights, the same chances, and the same freedom to pursue their dreams as our sons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Because while this bill bears her name, Lilly knows this story isn't just about her. It's the story of women across this country still earning just 78 cents for every dollar men earn - women of color even less - which means that today, in the year 2009, countless women are still losing thousands of dollars in salary, income and retirement savings over the course of a lifetime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But equal pay is by no means just a women's issue - it's a family issue. It's about parents who find themselves with less money for tuition or child care; couples who wind up with less to retire on; households where, when one breadwinner is paid less than she deserves, that's the difference between affording the mortgage - or not; between keeping the heat on, or paying the doctor's bills - or not. And in this economy, when so many folks are already working harder for less and struggling to get by, the last thing they can afford is losing part of each month's paycheck to simple discrimination.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Ultimately, though, equal pay isn't just an economic issue for millions of Americans and their families, it's a question of who we are - and whether we're truly living up to our fundamental ideals. Whether we'll do our part, as generations before us, to ensure those words put to paper more than 200 years ago really mean something - to breathe new life into them with the more enlightened understandings of our time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, Lilly could have accepted her lot and moved on. She could have decided that it wasn't worth the hassle and harassment that would inevitably come with speaking up for what she deserved. But instead, she decided that there was a principle at stake, something worth fighting for. So she set out on a journey that would take more than ten years, take her all the way to the Supreme Court, and lead to this bill which will help others get the justice she was denied.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's my understanding that Judge Sotomayor's interest in the law was sparked as a young girl by reading the Nancy Drew series and that when she was diagnosed with diabetes at the age of eight, she was informed that people with diabetes can't grow up to be police officers or private investigators like Nancy Drew. And that's when she was told she'd have to scale back her dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "When Sonia was nine, her father passed away. And her mother worked six days a week as a nurse to provide for Sonia and her brother -- who is also here today, is a doctor and a terrific success in his own right. But Sonia's mom bought the only set of encyclopedias in the neighborhood, sent her children to a Catholic school called Cardinal Spellman out of the belief that with a good education here in America all things are possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "For the past 11 years she has been a judge on the Court of Appeals for the Second Circuit of New York, one of the most demanding circuits in the country. There she has handed down decisions on a range of constitutional and legal questions that are notable for their careful reasoning, earning the respect of colleagues on the bench, the admiration of many lawyers who argue cases in her court, and the adoration of her clerks who look to her as a mentor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So I don't take this decision lightly. I've made it only after deep reflection and careful deliberation. While there are many qualities that I admire in judges across the spectrum of judicial philosophy, and that I seek in my own nominee, there are few that stand out that I just want to mention.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "It's a measure of her qualities and her qualifications that Judge Sotomayor was nominated to the U. S. District Court by a Republican President, George H. W. Bush, and promoted to the Federal Court of Appeals by a Democrat, Bill Clinton. Walking in the door she would bring more experience on the bench, and more varied experience on the bench, than anyone currently serving on the United States Supreme Court had when they were appointed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The process of reviewing and selecting a successor to Justice Souter has been rigorous and comprehensive, not least because of the standard that Justice Souter himself has set with his formidable intellect and fair-mindedness and decency. I've sought the advice of members of Congress on both sides of the aisle, including every member of the Senate Judiciary Committee. My team has reached out to constitutional scholars, advocacy organizations, and bar associations representing an array of interests and opinions. And I want to thank members of my staff and administration who've worked so hard and given so much of their time as part of this effort.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "First and foremost is a rigorous intellect -- a mastery of the law, an ability to hone in on the key issues and provide clear answers to complex legal questions. Second is a recognition of the limits of the judicial role, an understanding that a judge's job is to interpret, not make, law; to approach decisions without any particular ideology or agenda, but rather a commitment to impartial justice; a respect for precedent and a determination to faithfully apply the law to the facts at hand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But as impressive and meaningful as Judge Sotomayor's sterling credentials in the law is her own extraordinary journey. Born in the South Bronx, she was raised in a housing project not far from Yankee Stadium, making her a lifelong Yankee's fan. I hope this will not disqualify her in the eyes of the New Englanders in the Senate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "President Kennedy once said, \"Our problems are man-made -- therefore they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The purpose of the American Jobs Act is simple: to put more people back to work and more money in the pockets of those who are working. It will create more jobs for construction workers, more jobs for teachers, more jobs for veterans, and more jobs for long-term unemployed. It will provide -- it will provide a tax break for companies who hire new workers, and it will cut payroll taxes in half for every working American and every small business. It will provide a jolt to an economy that has stalled, and give companies confidence that if they invest and if they hire, there will be customers for their products and services. You should pass this jobs plan right away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "In fact, this larger notion that the only thing we can do to restore prosperity is just dismantle government, refund everybody's money, and let everyone write their own rules, and tell everyone they're on their own -- that's not who we are. That's not the story of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "We all remember Abraham Lincoln as the leader who saved our Union. Founder of the Republican Party. But in the middle of a civil war, he was also a leader who looked to the future -- a Republican President who mobilized government to build the Transcontinental Railroad launch the National Academy of Sciences, set up the first land grant colleges. And leaders of both parties have followed the example he set.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The people of this country work hard to meet their responsibilities. The question tonight is whether we'll meet ours. The question is whether, in the face of an ongoing national crisis, we can stop the political circus and actually do something to help the economy. The question is -- the question is whether we can restore some of the fairness and security that has defined this nation since our beginning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Those of us here tonight can't solve all our nation's woes. Ultimately, our recovery will be driven not by Washington, but by our businesses and our workers. But we can help. We can make a difference. There are steps we can take right now to improve people's lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, the American Jobs Act answers the urgent need to create jobs right away. But we can't stop there. As I've argued since I ran for this office, we have to look beyond the immediate crisis and start building an economy that lasts into the future -- an economy that creates good, middle-class jobs that pay well and offer security. We now live in a world where technology has made it possible for companies to take their business anywhere. If we want them to start here and stay here and hire here, we have to be able to out-build and out-educate and out-innovate every other country on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Ask yourselves -- where would we be right now if the people who sat here before us decided not to build our highways, not to build our bridges, our dams, our airports? What would this country be like if we had chosen not to spend money on public high schools, or research universities, or community colleges? Millions of returning heroes, including my grandfather, had the opportunity to go to school because of the G. I. Bill. Where would we be if they hadn't had that chance?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "So we can reduce this deficit, pay down our debt, and pay for this jobs plan in the process. But in order to do this, we have to decide what our priorities are. We have to ask ourselves, \"What's the best way to grow the economy and create jobs?\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Thank you very much. God bless you, and God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "And on all of our efforts to strengthen competitiveness, we need to look for ways to work side by side with America's businesses. That's why I've brought together a Jobs Council of leaders from different industries who are developing a wide range of new ideas to help companies grow and create jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Pass this bill, and hundreds of thousands of disadvantaged young people will have the hope and the dignity of a summer job next year. And their parents their parents, low-income Americans who desperately want to work, will have more ladders out of poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Now, I know there's been a lot of skepticism about whether the politics of the moment will allow us to pass this jobs plan -- or any jobs plan. Already, we're seeing the same old press releases and tweets flying back and forth. Already, the media has proclaimed that it's impossible to bridge our differences. And maybe some of you have decided that those differences are so great that we can only resolve them at the ballot box.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Pass this jobs bill, and companies will get extra tax credits if they hire America's veterans. We ask these men and women to leave their careers, leave their families, risk their lives to fight for our country. The last thing they should have to do is fight for a job when they come home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Pass this jobs bill -- pass this jobs bill, and starting tomorrow, small businesses will get a tax cut if they hire new workers or if they raise workers' wages. Pass this jobs bill, and all small business owners will also see their payroll taxes cut in half next year. If you have 50 employees -- if you have 50 employees making an average salary, that's an $80,000 tax cut. And all businesses will be able to continue writing off the investments they make in 2012.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Tonight we meet at an urgent time for our country. We continue to face an economic crisis that has left millions of our neighbors jobless, and a political crisis that's made things worse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "The agreement we passed in July will cut government spending by about $1 trillion over the next 10 years. It also charges this Congress to come up with an additional $1.5 trillion in savings by Christmas. Tonight, I am asking you to increase that amount so that it covers the full cost of the American Jobs Act. And a week from Monday, I'll be releasing a more ambitious deficit plan -- a plan that will not only cover the cost of this jobs bill, but stabilize our debt in the long run.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Building a world-class transportation system is part of what made us a economic superpower. And now we're going to sit back and watch China build newer airports and faster railroads? At a time when millions of unemployed construction workers could build them right here in America?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "This idea came from a bill written by a Texas Republican and a Massachusetts Democrat. The idea for a big boost in construction is supported by America's largest business organization and America's largest labor organization. It's the kind of proposal that's been supported in the past by Democrats and Republicans alike. You should pass it right away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Pass this jobs bill, and we can put people to work rebuilding America. Everyone here knows we have badly decaying roads and bridges all over the country. Our highways are clogged with traffic. Our skies are the most congested in the world. It's an outrage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Every proposal I've laid out tonight is the kind that's been supported by Democrats and Republicans in the past. Every proposal I've laid out tonight will be paid for. And every proposal is designed to meet the urgent needs of our people and our communities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "But the millions of Americans who are watching right now, they don't care about politics. They have real-life concerns. Many have spent months looking for work. Others are doing their best just to scrape by -- giving up nights out with the family to save on gas or make the mortgage; postponing retirement to send a kid to college.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "obama", + "text": "Everyone here knows that small businesses are where most new jobs begin. And you know that while corporate profits have come roaring back, smaller companies haven't. So for everyone who speaks so passionately about making life easier for \"job creators,\" this plan is for you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I have confidence in the promise of America because I know the character of our people. This is a nation that inspires immigrants to risk everything for the dream of freedom. This is a nation where citizens show calm in times of danger, and compassion in the face of suffering. We see examples of America's character all around us. And Laura and I have invited some of them to join us in the White House this evening.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And so, my fellow Americans, for the final time: Good night. May God bless this house and our next President. And may God bless you and our wonderful country. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "For eight years, it has been my honor to serve as your President. The first decade of this new century has been a period of consequence--a time set apart. Tonight, with a thankful heart, I have asked for a final opportunity to share some thoughts on the journey that we have traveled together, and the future of our nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It has been the privilege of a lifetime to serve as your President. There have been good days and tough days. But every day I have been inspired by the greatness of our country, and uplifted by the goodness of our people. I have been blessed to represent this nation we love. And I will always be honored to carry a title that means more to me than any other--citizen of the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation is blessed to have citizens who volunteer to defend us in this time of danger. I have cherished meeting these selfless patriots and their families. And America owes you a debt of gratitude. And to all our men and women in uniform listening tonight: There has been no higher honor than serving as your Commander-in-Chief.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As the years passed, most Americans were able to return to life much as it had been before 9/11. But I never did. Every morning, I received a briefing on the threats to our nation. I vowed to do everything in my power to keep us safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The battles waged by our troops are part of a broader struggle between two dramatically different systems. Under one, a small band of fanatics demands total obedience to an oppressive ideology, condemns women to subservience, and marks unbelievers for murder. The other system is based on the conviction that freedom is the universal gift of Almighty God, and that liberty and justice light the path to peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Based on this morning's meetings, I believe a consensus is forming on the basic elements that must shape the Global Fund and its use. First, we agree on the need for partnerships across borders and among both the public and private sectors. We must call upon the compassion, energy and generosity of people everywhere. This means that not only governments can help but also private corporations, foundations, faith-based groups and nongovernmental organizations as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our high-level task force chaired by Secretaries Powell and Thompson has developed a proposal that we have shared with U. N. officials, developing nations and our G-8 partners. We will need ideas from all sources. We must all show leadership and all share responsibility.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And, finally, we understand the importance of innovation in creating lifesaving medicines that combat diseases. That's why we believe the fund must respect intellectual property rights, as an incentive for vital research and development.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "That leads to the fourth criterion, namely that all proposals must be reviewed for effectiveness by medical and public health experts. Addressing a plague of this magnitude requires scientific accountability to ensure results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Only through sustained and focused international cooperation can we address problems so grave and suffering so great. My guests today have been doing their part and more, and I thank them for their leadership.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Second, we agree on an integrated approach that emphasizes prevention and training of medical personnel as well as treatment and care. Prevention is indispensable to any strategy of controlling a pandemic such as we now face.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I am looking forward to meeting with the President on a range of issues that are important to our nations. This morning, we've spoken about another matter that involves countless lives. Together, we've been discussing a strategy to halt the spread of AIDS and other infectious diseases across the African continent and across the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As well, we are joined by two members of my Cabinet, Secretary of State Powell, Secretary of Health and Human Services, Tommy Thompson. I want to thank them both for being here. Scott Evertz, who is the Director of the National AIDS Policy Office is with us. Scott, thank you for being here. And, of course, Condoleezza Rice, the National Security Advisor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The devastation across the globe left by AIDS, malaria, tuberculosis, the sheer number of those infected and dying is almost beyond comprehension. Suffering on the African continent has been especially great. AIDS alone has left at least 11 million orphans in sub-Sahara Africa. In several African countries, as many as half of today's 15-year-olds could die of AIDS. In a part of the world where so many have suffered from war and want and famine, these latest tribulations are the cruelest of fates.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We have the power to help. The United States is committed to working with other nations to reduce suffering and to spare lives. And working together is the key.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our efforts are now focused on three priorities: Our first priority is to save lives. We're assisting local officials in New Orleans in evacuating any remaining citizens from the affected area. I want to thank the state of Texas, and particularly Harris County and the city of Houston and officials with the Houston Astrodome, for providing shelter to those citizens who found refuge in the Super Dome in Louisiana. Buses are on the way to take those people from New Orleans to Houston.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "There's a lot of work we're going to have to do. In my flyover, I saw a lot of destruction on major infrastructure. Repairing the infrastructure, of course, is going to be a key priority.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The Department of Defense is deploying major assets to the region. These include the USS Bataan to conduct search and rescue missions; eight swift water rescue teams; the Iwo Jima Amphibious Readiness Group to help with disaster response equipment; and the hospital ship USNS Comfort to help provide medical care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The vast majority of New Orleans, Louisiana is under water. Tens of thousands of homes and businesses are beyond repair. A lot of the Mississippi Gulf Coast has been completely destroyed. Mobile is flooded. We are dealing with one of the worst natural disasters in our nation's history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The National Guard has nearly 11,000 Guardsmen on state active duty to assist governors and local officials with security and disaster response efforts. FEMA and the Army Corps of Engineers are working around the clock with Louisiana officials to repair the breaches in the levees so we can stop the flooding in New Orleans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "There are more than 78,000 people now in shelters. HHS and CDC are working with local officials to identify operating hospital facilities so we can help them, help the nurses and doctors provide necessary medical care. They're distributing medical supplies, and they're executing a public health plan to control disease and other health-related issues that might arise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "At this stage in the recovery efforts, it's important for those who want to contribute, to contribute cash. You can contribute cash to a charity of your choice, but make sure you designate that gift for hurricane relief. You can call 1-800-HELPNOW, or you can get on the Red Cross web page, RedCross.org. The Red Cross needs our help. I urge our fellow citizens to contribute.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I want to thank the communities in surrounding states that have welcomed their neighbors during an hour of need. A lot of folks left the affected areas and found refuge with a relative or a friend, and I appreciate you doing that. I also want to thank the American Red Cross and the Salvation Army and the Catholic Charities, and all other members of the armies of compassion. I think the folks in the affected areas are going to be overwhelmed when they realize how many Americans want to help them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our commitment to democracy is tested in countries like Cuba and Burma and North Korea and Zimbabwe -- outposts of oppression in our world. The people in these nations live in captivity, and fear and silence. Yet, these regimes cannot hold back freedom forever -- and, one day, from prison camps and prison cells, and from exile, the leaders of new democracies will arrive. Communism, and militarism and rule by the capricious and corrupt are the relics of a passing era. And we will stand with these oppressed peoples until the day of their freedom finally arrives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Many Middle Eastern governments now understand that military dictatorship and theocratic rule are a straight, smooth highway to nowhere. But some governments still cling to the old habits of central control. There are governments that still fear and repress independent thought and creativity, and private enterprise -- the human qualities that make for a -- strong and successful societies. Even when these nations have vast natural resources, they do not respect or develop their greatest resources -- the talent and energy of men and women working and living in freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "President Reagan said that the day of Soviet tyranny was passing, that freedom had a momentum which would not be halted. He gave this organization its mandate: to add to the momentum of freedom across the world. Your mandate was important 20 years ago; it is equally important today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The great and proud nation of Egypt has shown the way toward peace in the Middle East, and now should show the way toward democracy in the Middle East. Champions of democracy in the region understand that democracy is not perfect, it is not the path to utopia, but it's the only path to national success and dignity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Instead of dwelling on past wrongs and blaming others, governments in the Middle East need to confront real problems, and serve the true interests of their nations. The good and capable people of the Middle East all deserve responsible leadership. For too long, many people in that region have been victims and subjects -- they deserve to be active citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As changes come to the Middle Eastern region, those with power should ask themselves: Will they be remembered for resisting reform, or for leading it? In Iran, the demand for democracy is strong and broad, as we saw last month when thousands gathered to welcome home Shirin Ebadi, the winner of the Nobel Peace Prize. The regime in Teheran must heed the democratic demands of the Iranian people, or lose its last claim to legitimacy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The roots of our democracy can be traced to England, and to its Parliament -- and so can the roots of this organization. In June of 1982, President Ronald Reagan spoke at Westminster Palace and declared, the turning point had arrived in history. He argued that Soviet communism had failed, precisely because it did not respect its own people -- their creativity, their genius and their rights.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And now we must apply that lesson in our own time. We've reached another great turning point -- and the resolve we show will shape the next stage of the world democratic movement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is a massive and difficult undertaking -- it is worth our effort, it is worth our sacrifice, because we know the stakes. The failure of Iraqi democracy would embolden terrorists around the world, increase dangers to the American people, and extinguish the hopes of millions in the region. Iraqi democracy will succeed -- and that success will send forth the news, from Damascus to Teheran -- that freedom can be the future of every nation. The establishment of a free Iraq at the heart of the Middle East will be a watershed event in the global democratic revolution.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "More than half of all the Muslims in the world live in freedom under democratically constituted governments. They succeed in democratic societies, not in spite of their faith, but because of it. A religion that demands individual moral accountability, and encourages the encounter of the individual with God, is fully compatible with the rights and responsibilities of self-government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Historians in the future will reflect on an extraordinary, undeniable fact: Over time, free nations grow stronger and dictatorships grow weaker. In the middle of the 20th century, some imagined that the central planning and social regimentation were a shortcut to national strength. In fact, the prosperity, and social vitality and technological progress of a people are directly determined by extent of their liberty. Freedom honors and unleashes human creativity -- and creativity determines the strength and wealth of nations. Liberty is both the plan of Heaven for humanity, and the best hope for progress here on Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Historians will note that in many nations, the advance of markets and free enterprise helped to create a middle class that was confident enough to demand their own rights. They will point to the role of technology in frustrating censorship and central control -- and marvel at the power of instant communications to spread the truth, the news, and courage across borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In Bahrain last year, citizens elected their own parliament for the first time in nearly three decades. Oman has extended the vote to all adult citizens; Qatar has a new constitution; Yemen has a multiparty political system; Kuwait has a directly elected national assembly; and Jordan held historic elections this summer. Recent surveys in Arab nations reveal broad support for political pluralism, the rule of law, and free speech. These are the stirrings of Middle Eastern democracy, and they carry the promise of greater change to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With all the tests and all the challenges of our age, this is, above all, the age of liberty. Each of you at this Endowment is fully engaged in the great cause of liberty. And I thank you. May God bless your work. And may God continue to bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As the 20th century ended, there were around 120 democracies in the world -- and I can assure you more are on the way. Ronald Reagan would be pleased, and he would not be surprised.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States made military and moral commitments in Europe and Asia, which protected free nations from aggression, and created the conditions in which new democracies could flourish. As we provided security for whole nations, we also provided inspiration for oppressed peoples. In prison camps, in banned union meetings, in clandestine churches, men and women knew that the whole world was not sharing their own nightmare. They knew of at least one place -- a bright and hopeful land -- where freedom was valued and secure. And they prayed that America would not forget them, or forget the mission to promote liberty around the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Securing democracy in Iraq is the work of many hands. American and coalition forces are sacrificing for the peace of Iraq and for the security of free nations. Aid workers from many countries are facing danger to help the Iraqi people. The National Endowment for Democracy is promoting women's rights, and training Iraqi journalists, and teaching the skills of political participation. Iraqis, themselves -- police and borders guards and local officials -- are joining in the work and they are sharing in the sacrifice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As the colonial era passed away, the Middle East saw the establishment of many military dictatorships. Some rulers adopted the dogmas of socialism, seized total control of political parties and the media and universities. They allied themselves with the Soviet bloc and with international terrorism. Dictators in Iraq and Syria promised the restoration of national honor, a return to ancient glories. They've left instead a legacy of torture, oppression, misery, and ruin.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The sacrifices of Americans have not always been recognized or appreciated, yet they have been worthwhile. Because we and our allies were steadfast, Germany and Japan are democratic nations that no longer threaten the world. A global nuclear standoff with the Soviet Union ended peacefully -- as did the Soviet Union. The nations of Europe are moving towards unity, not dividing into armed camps and descending into genocide. Every nation has learned, or should have learned, an important lesson: Freedom is worth fighting for, dying for, and standing for -- and the advance of freedom leads to peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, your last day at West Point, you begin a life of service in a career unlike any other. You've answered a calling to hardship and purpose, to risk and honor. At the end of every day you will know that you have faithfully done your duty. May you always bring to that duty the high standards of this great American institution. May you always be worthy of the long gray line that stretches two centuries behind you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As you leave here today, I know there's one thing you'll never miss about this place: Being a plebe. But even a plebe at West Point is made to feel he or she has some standing in the world. I'm told that plebes, when asked whom they outrank, are required to answer this: \"Sir, the Superintendent's dog the Commandant's cat, and all the admirals in the whole damn Navy.\" I probably won't be sharing that with the Secretary of the Navy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our security will require the best intelligence, to reveal threats hidden in caves and growing in laboratories. Our security will require modernizing domestic agencies such as the FBI, so they're prepared to act, and act quickly, against danger. Our security will require transforming the military you will lead -- a military that must be ready to strike at a moment's notice in any dark corner of the world. And our security will require all Americans to be forward-looking and resolute, to be ready for preemptive action when necessary to defend our liberty and to defend our lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When the great powers share common values, we are better able to confront serious regional conflicts together, better able to cooperate in preventing the spread of violence or economic chaos. In the past, great power rivals took sides in difficult regional problems, making divisions deeper and more complicated. Today, from the Middle East to South Asia, we are gathering broad international coalitions to increase the pressure for peace. We must build strong and great power relations when times are good; to help manage crisis when times are bad. America needs partners to preserve the peace, and we will work with every nation that shares this noble goal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "All nations that decide for aggression and terror will pay a price. We will not leave the safety of America and the peace of the planet at the mercy of a few mad terrorists and tyrants. We will lift this dark threat from our country and from the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Graduates of this academy have brought creativity and courage to every field of endeavor. West Point produced the chief engineer of the Panama Canal, the mind behind the Manhattan Project, the first American to walk in space. This fine institution gave us the man they say invented baseball, and other young men over the years who perfected the game of football.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "West Point is guided by tradition, and in honor of the \"Golden Children of the Corps,\" I will observe one of the traditions you cherish most. As the Commander-in-Chief, I hereby grant amnesty to all cadets who are on restriction for minor conduct offenses. Those of you in the end zone might have cheered a little early. Because, you see, I'm going to let General Lennox define exactly what \"minor\" means.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When it comes to the common rights and needs of men and women, there is no clash of civilizations. The requirements of freedom apply fully to Africa and Latin America and the entire Islamic world. The peoples of the Islamic nations want and deserve the same freedoms and opportunities as people in every nation. And their governments should listen to their hopes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America has a greater objective than controlling threats and containing resentment. We will work for a just and peaceful world beyond the war on terror.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because the war on terror will require resolve and patience, it will also require firm moral purpose. In this way our struggle is similar to the Cold War. Now, as then, our enemies are totalitarians, holding a creed of power with no place for human dignity. Now, as then, they seek to impose a joyless conformity, to control every life and all of life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And finally, America stands for more than the absence of war. We have a great opportunity to extend a just peace, by replacing poverty, repression, and resentment around the world with hope of a better day. Through most of history, poverty was persistent, inescapable, and almost universal. In the last few decades, we've seen nations from Chile to South Korea build modern economies and freer societies, lifting millions of people out of despair and want. And there's no mystery to this achievement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Every West Point class is commissioned to the Armed Forces. Some West Point classes are also commissioned by history, to take part in a great new calling for their country. Speaking here to the class of 1942 -- six months after Pearl Harbor -- General Marshall said, \"We're determined that before the sun sets on this terrible struggle, our flag will be recognized throughout the world as a symbol of freedom on the one hand, and of overwhelming power on the other.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The gravest danger to freedom lies at the perilous crossroads of radicalism and technology. When the spread of chemical and biological and nuclear weapons, along with ballistic missile technology -- when that occurs, even weak states and small groups could attain a catastrophic power to strike great nations. Our enemies have declared this very intention, and have been caught seeking these terrible weapons. They want the capability to blackmail us, or to harm us, or to harm our friends -- and we will oppose them with all our power.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Toward the end of his life, Dwight Eisenhower recalled the first day he stood on the plain at West Point. \"The feeling came over me,\" he said, \"that the expression 'the United States of America' would now and henceforth mean something different than it had ever before. From here on, it would be the nation I would be serving, not myself.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "History has also issued its call to your generation. In your last year, America was attacked by a ruthless and resourceful enemy. You graduate from this Academy in a time of war, taking your place in an American military that is powerful and is honorable. Our war on terror is only begun, but in Afghanistan it was begun well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Competition between great nations is inevitable, but armed conflict in our world is not. More and more, civilized nations find ourselves on the same side -- united by common dangers of terrorist violence and chaos. America has, and intends to keep, military strengths beyond challenge thereby, making the destabilizing arms races of other eras pointless, and limiting rivalries to trade and other pursuits of peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Officers graduating that year helped fulfill that mission, defeating Japan and Germany, and then reconstructing those nations as allies. West Point graduates of the 1940s saw the rise of a deadly new challenge -- the challenge of imperial communism -- and opposed it from Korea to Berlin, to Vietnam, and in the Cold War, from beginning to end. And as the sun set on their struggle, many of those West Point officers lived to see a world transformed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In every corner of America, the words \"West Point\" command immediate respect. This place where the Hudson River bends is more than a fine institution of learning. The United States Military Academy is the guardian of values that have shaped the soldiers who have shaped the history of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America confronted imperial communism in many different ways -- diplomatic, economic, and military. Yet moral clarity was essential to our victory in the Cold War. When leaders like John F. Kennedy and Ronald Reagan refused to gloss over the brutality of tyrants, they gave hope to prisoners and dissidents and exiles, and rallied free nations to a great cause.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Pursuing our enemies is a vital commitment of the war on terror--and I thank the Congress for providing our servicemen and women with the resources they have needed. During this time of war, we must continue to support our military and give them the tools for victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The terrorists and insurgents are violently opposed to democracy, and will continue to attack it. Yet the terrorists' most powerful myth is being destroyed. The whole world is seeing that the car bombers and assassins are not only fighting coalition forces, they are trying to destroy the hopes of Iraqis, expressed in free elections. And the whole world now knows that a small group of extremists will not overturn the will of the Iraqi people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Now we must add to these achievements. By making our economy more flexible, more innovative, and more competitive, we will keep America the economic leader of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, more than 45 million Americans receive Social Security benefits, and millions more are nearing retirement--and for them the system is strong and fiscally sound. I have a message for every American who is 55 or older: Do not let anyone mislead you. For you, the Social Security system will not change in any way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America's economy is the fastest growing of any major industrialized nation. In the past four years, we have provided tax relief to every person who pays income taxes, overcome a recession, opened up new markets abroad, prosecuted corporate criminals, raised homeownership to the highest level in history, and in the last year alone, the United States has added 2.3 million new jobs. When action was needed, the Congress delivered--and the nation is grateful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America's immigration system is also outdated--unsuited to the needs of our economy and to the values of our country. We should not be content with laws that punish hardworking people who want only to provide for their families, and deny businesses willing workers, and invite chaos at our border. It is time for an immigration policy that permits temporary guest workers to fill jobs Americans will not take, that rejects amnesty, that tells us who is entering and leaving our country, and that closes the border to drug dealers and terrorists.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because courts must always deliver impartial justice, judges have a duty to faithfully interpret the law, not legislate from the bench. As President, I have a constitutional responsibility to nominate men and women who understand the role of courts in our democracy, and are well qualified to serve on the bench--and I have done so. The Constitution also gives the Senate a responsibility: Every judicial nominee deserves an up-or-down vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because one of the main sources of our national unity is our belief in equal justice, we need to make sure Americans of all races and backgrounds have confidence in the system that provides justice. In America we must make doubly sure no person is held to account for a crime he or she did not commit--so we are dramatically expanding the use of DNA evidence to prevent wrongful conviction. Soon I will send to Congress a proposal to fund special training for defense counsel in capital cases, because people on trial for their lives must have competent lawyers by their side.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our generational commitment to the advance of freedom, especially in the Middle East, is now being tested and honored in Iraq. That country is a vital front in the war on terror, which is why the terrorists have chosen to make a stand there. Our men and women in uniform are fighting terrorists in Iraq, so we do not have to face them here at home. And the victory of freedom in Iraq will strengthen a new ally in the war on terror, inspire democratic reformers from Damascus to Tehran, bring more hope and progress to a troubled region, and thereby lift a terrible threat from the lives of our children and grandchildren.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight, with a healthy, growing economy, with more Americans going back to work, with our nation an active force for good in the world--the state of our union is confident and strong. Our generation has been blessed--by the expansion of opportunity, by advances in medicine, and by the security purchased by our parents' sacrifice. Now, as we see a little gray in the mirror--or a lot of gray--and we watch our children moving into adulthood, we ask the question: What will be the state of their union?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Personal retirement accounts should be familiar to federal employees, because you already have something similar, called the Thrift Savings Plan, which lets workers deposit a portion of their paychecks into any of five different broadly based investment funds. It is time to extend the same security, and choice, and ownership to young Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Members of Congress, the choices we make together will answer that question. Over the next several months, on issue after issue, let us do what Americans have always done, and build a better world for our children and grandchildren.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because marriage is a sacred institution and the foundation of society, it should not be re-defined by activist judges. For the good of families, children, and society, I support a constitutional amendment to protect the institution of marriage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To make our economy stronger and more productive, we must make health care more affordable, and give families greater access to good coverage, and more control over their health decisions. I ask Congress to move forward on a comprehensive health care agenda--with tax credits to help low-income workers buy insurance, a community health center in every poor county, improved information technology to prevent medical errors and needless costs, association health plans for small businesses and their employees, expanded health savings accounts, and medical liability reform that will reduce health care costs, and make sure patients have the doctors and care they need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To make our economy stronger and more dynamic, we must prepare a rising generation to fill the jobs of the 21st century. Under the No Child Left Behind Act, standards are higher, test scores are on the rise, and we are closing the achievement gap for minority students. Now we must demand better results from our high schools, so every high school diploma is a ticket to success. We will help an additional 200,000 workers to get training for a better career, by reforming our job training system and strengthening America's community colleges. And we will make it easier for Americans to afford a college education, by increasing the size of Pell Grants.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To keep our economy growing, we also need reliable supplies of affordable, environmentally responsible energy. Nearly four years ago, I submitted a comprehensive energy strategy that encourages conservation, alternative sources, a modernized electricity grid, and more production here at home, including safe, clean nuclear energy. My Clear Skies legislation will cut power plant pollution and improve the health of our citizens. And my budget provides strong funding for leading-edge technology--from hydrogen-fueled cars, to clean coal, to renewable sources such as ethanol. Four years of debate is enough--I urge Congress to pass legislation that makes America more secure and less dependent on foreign energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In these four years, Americans have seen the unfolding of large events. We have known times of sorrow, and hours of uncertainty, and days of victory. In all this history, even when we have disagreed, we have seen threads of purpose that unite us. The attack on freedom in our world has reaffirmed our confidence in freedom's power to change the world. We are all part of a great venture: To extend the promise of freedom in our country, to renew the values that sustain our liberty, and to spread the peace that freedom brings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Here is why personal accounts are a better deal. Your money will grow, over time, at a greater rate than anything the current system can deliver--and your account will provide money for retirement over and above the check you will receive from Social Security. In addition, you'll be able to pass along the money that accumulates in your personal account, if you wish, to your children or grandchildren. And best of all, the money in the account is yours, and the government can never take it away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our second great responsibility to our children and grandchildren is to honor and to pass along the values that sustain a free society. So many of my generation, after a long journey, have come home to family and faith, and are determined to bring up responsible, moral children. Government is not the source of these values, but government should never undermine them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our third responsibility to future generations is to leave them an America that is safe from danger, and protected by peace. We will pass along to our children all the freedoms we enjoy--and chief among them is freedom from fear.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation, working with allies and friends, has also confronted the enemy abroad, with measures that are determined, successful, and continuing. The Al Qaeda terror network that attacked our country still has leaders--but many of its top commanders have been removed. There are still governments that sponsor and harbor terrorists--but their number has declined. There are still regimes seeking weapons of mass destruction--but no longer without attention and without consequence. Our country is still the target of terrorists who want to kill many, and intimidate us all--and we will stay on the offensive against them, until the fight is won.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the long term, the peace we seek will only be achieved by eliminating the conditions that feed radicalism and ideologies of murder. If whole regions of the world remain in despair and grow in hatred, they will be the recruiting grounds for terror, and that terror will stalk America and other free nations for decades. The only force powerful enough to stop the rise of tyranny and terror, and replace hatred with hope, is the force of human freedom. Our enemies know this, and that is why the terrorist Zarqawi recently declared war on what he called the \"evil principle\" of democracy. And we have declared our own intention: America will stand with the allies of freedom to support democratic movements in the Middle East and beyond, with the ultimate goal of ending tyranny in our world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Yet we must also remember that embryonic stem cells come from human embryos that are destroyed for their cells. Each of these human embryos is a unique human life with inherent dignity and matchless value. We see that value in the children who are with us today. Each of these children began his or her life as a frozen embryo that was created for in vitro fertilization, but remained unused after the fertility treatments were complete. Each of these children was adopted while still an embryo, and has been blessed with the chance to grow up in a loving family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "They are living proof that effective medical science can also be ethical. Researchers are now also investigating new techniques that could allow doctors and scientists to produce stem cells just as versatile as those derived from human embryos. One technique scientists are exploring would involve reprogramming an adult cell. For example, a skin cell to function like an embryonic stem cell. Science offers the hope that we may one day enjoy the potential benefits of embryonic stem cells without destroying human life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With us today are patients who have benefited from treatments with adult and umbilical-cord-blood stem cells. And I want to thank you all for coming.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Since I announced my policy in 2001, advances in scientific research have also shown the great potential of stem cells that are derived without harming human embryos. My administration has expanded the funding of research into stem cells that can be drawn from children, adults, and the blood in umbilical cords, with no harm to the donor. And these stem cells are already being used in medical treatments.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Unfortunately, Congress has sent me a bill that fails to meet this ethical test. This legislation would overturn the balanced policy on embryonic stem cell research that my administration has followed for the past five years. This bill would also undermine the principle that Congress, itself, has followed for more than a decade, when it has prohibited federal funding for research that destroys human embryos.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "These boys and girls are not spare parts. They remind us of what is lost when embryos are destroyed in the name of research. They remind us that we all begin our lives as a small collection of cells. And they remind us that in our zeal for new treatments and cures, America must never abandon our fundamental morals.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "If this bill would have become law, American taxpayers would, for the first time in our history, be compelled to fund the deliberate destruction of human embryos. And I'm not going to allow it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America pursues medical advances in the name of life, and we will achieve the great breakthroughs we all seek with reverence for the gift of life. I believe America's scientists have the ingenuity and skill to meet this challenge. And I look forward to working with Congress and the scientific community to achieve these great and noble goals in the years ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In 2001, I spoke to the American people and set forth a new policy on stem cell research that struck a balance between the needs of science and the demands of conscience. When I took office, there was no federal funding for human embryonic stem cell research. Under the policy I announced five years ago, my administration became the first to make federal funds available for this research, yet only on embryonic stem cell lines derived from embryos that had already been destroyed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It makes no sense to say that you're in favor of finding cures for terrible diseases as quickly as possible, and then block a bill that would authorize funding for promising and ethical stem cell research. At a moment when ethical alternatives are becoming available, we cannot lose the opportunity to conduct research that would give hope to those suffering from terrible diseases, and help move our nation beyond the current controversies over embryonic stem cell research.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America has need of idealism and courage because we have essential work at home, the unfinished work of American freedom. In a world moving toward liberty, we are determined to show the meaning and promise of liberty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When the Declaration of Independence was first read in public and the Liberty Bell was sounded in celebration, a witness said, \"It rang as if it meant something.\" In our time, it means something still. America, in this young century, proclaims liberty throughout all the world and to all the inhabitants thereof. Renewed in our strength, tested but not weary, we are ready for the greatest achievements in the history of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A few Americans have accepted the hardest duties in this cause, in the quiet work of intelligence and diplomacy, the idealistic work of helping raise up free governments, the dangerous and necessary work of fighting our enemies. Some have shown their devotion to our country in deaths that honored their whole lives, and we will always honor their names and their sacrifice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "From the perspective of a single day, including this day of dedication, the issues and questions before our country are many. From the viewpoint of centuries, the questions that come to us are narrowed and few: Did our generation advance the cause of freedom? And did our character bring credit to that cause?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Some, I know, have questioned the global appeal of liberty, though this time in history, four decades defined by the swiftest advance of freedom ever seen, is an odd time for doubt. Americans, of all people, should never be surprised by the power of our ideals. Eventually, the call of freedom comes to every mind and every soul. We do not accept the existence of permanent tyranny because we do not accept the possibility of permanent slavery. Liberty will come to those who love it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We have seen our vulnerability, and we have seen its deepest source. For as long as whole regions of the world simmer in resentment and tyranny, prone to ideologies that feed hatred and excuse murder, violence will gather and multiply in destructive power and cross the most defended borders and raise a mortal threat. There is only one force of history that can break the reign of hatred and resentment and expose the pretensions of tyrants and reward the hopes of the decent and tolerant, and that is the force of human freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We are led, by events and common sense, to one conclusion: The survival of liberty in our land increasingly depends on the success of liberty in other lands. The best hope for peace in our world is the expansion of freedom in all the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The great objective of ending tyranny is the concentrated work of generations. The difficulty of the task is no excuse for avoiding it. America's influence is not unlimited, but fortunately for the oppressed, America's influence is considerable and we will use it confidently in freedom's cause.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On this day, prescribed by law and marked by ceremony, we celebrate the durable wisdom of our Constitution and recall the deep commitments that unite our country. I am grateful for the honor of this hour, mindful of the consequential times in which we live, and determined to fulfill the oath that I have sworn and you have witnessed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "At this second gathering, our duties are defined not by the words I use but by the history we have seen together. For a half a century, America defended our own freedom by standing watch on distant borders. After the shipwreck of communism came years of relative quiet, years of repose, years of sabbatical, and then there came a day of fire.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In America's ideal of freedom, the public interest depends on private character, on integrity and tolerance toward others and the rule of conscience in our own lives. Self-government relies, in the end, on the governing of the self. That edifice of character is built in families, supported by communities with standards, and sustained in our national life by the truths of Sinai, the Sermon on the Mount, the words of the Koran, and the varied faiths of our people. Americans move forward in every generation by reaffirming all that is good and true that came before, ideals of justice and conduct that are the same yesterday, today, and forever.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We ask every nation to join us. We will ask, and we will need, the help of police forces, intelligence services, and banking systems around the world. The United States is grateful that many nations and many international organizations have already responded--with sympathy and with support. Nations from Latin America, to Asia, to Africa, to Europe, to the Islamic world. Perhaps the NATO Charter reflects best the attitude of the world: An attack on one is an attack on all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And, finally, please continue praying for the victims of terror and their families, for those in uniform, and for our great country. Prayer has comforted us in sorrow and will help strengthen us for the journey ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And on behalf of the American people, I thank the world for its outpouring of support. America will never forget the sounds of our National Anthem playing at Buckingham Palace, on the streets of Paris, and at Berlin's Brandenburg Gate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans are asking: How will we fight and win this war? We will direct every resource at our command--every means of diplomacy, every tool of intelligence, every instrument of law enforcement, every financial influence, and every necessary weapon of war--to the disruption and to the defeat of the global terror network.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is not, however, just America's fight. And what is at stake is not just America's freedom. This is the world's fight. This is civilization's fight. This is the fight of all who believe in progress and pluralism, tolerance and freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will not forget South Korean children gathering to pray outside our embassy in Seoul, or the prayers of sympathy offered at a mosque in Cairo. We will not forget moments of silence and days of mourning in Australia and Africa and Latin America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our war on terror begins with al Qaeda, but it does not end there. It will not end until every terrorist group of global reach has been found, stopped, and defeated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On September the 11th, enemies of freedom committed an act of war against our country. Americans have known wars--but for the past 136 years, they have been wars on foreign soil, except for one Sunday in 1941. Americans have known the casualties of war--but not at the center of a great city on a peaceful morning. Americans have known surprise attacks--but never before on thousands of civilians. All of this was brought upon us in a single day--and night fell on a different world, a world where freedom itself is under attack.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States respects the people of Afghanistan--after all, we are currently its largest source of humanitarian aid--but we condemn the Taliban regime. It is not only repressing its own people, it is threatening people everywhere by sponsoring and sheltering and supplying terrorists. By aiding and abetting murder, the Taliban regime is committing murder.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "These terrorists kill not merely to end lives, but to disrupt and end a way of life. With every atrocity, they hope that America grows fearful, retreating from the world and forsaking our friends. They stand against us, because we stand in their way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans are asking, why do they hate us? They hate what we see right here in this chamber--a democratically elected government. Their leaders are self-appointed. They hate our freedoms--our freedom of religion, our freedom of speech, our freedom to vote and assemble and disagree with each other.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight, we are a country awakened to danger and called to defend freedom. Our grief has turned to anger, and anger to resolution. Whether we bring our enemies to justice, or bring justice to our enemies, justice will be done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I ask your continued participation and confidence in the American economy. Terrorists attacked a symbol of American prosperity. They did not touch its source. America is successful because of the hard work, and creativity, and enterprise of our people. These were the true strengths of our economy before September 11th, and they are our strengths today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I thank the Congress for its leadership at such an important time. All of America was touched on the evening of the tragedy to see Republicans and Democrats joined together on the steps of this Capitol, singing \"God Bless America.\" And you did more than sing; you acted, by delivering $40 billion to rebuild our communities and meet the needs of our military.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The terrorists practice a fringe form of Islamic extremism that has been rejected by Muslim scholars and the vast majority of Muslim clerics--a fringe movement that perverts the peaceful teachings of Islam. The terrorists' directive commands them to kill Christians and Jews, to kill all Americans, and make no distinction among military and civilians, including women and children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And I will carry this: It is the police shield of a man named George Howard, who died at the World Trade Center trying to save others. It was given to me by his mom, Arlene, as a proud memorial to her son. This is my reminder of lives that ended, and a task that does not end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I will not forget this wound to our country or those who inflicted it. I will not yield; I will not rest; I will not relent in waging this struggle for freedom and security for the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I ask you to continue to support the victims of this tragedy with your contributions. Those who want to give can go to a central source of information, libertyunites.org, to find the names of groups providing direct help in New York, Pennsylvania, and Virginia.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This group and its leader--a person named Osama bin Laden--are linked to many other organizations in different countries, including the Egyptian Islamic Jihad and the Islamic Movement of Uzbekistan. There are thousands of these terrorists in more than 60 countries. They are recruited from their own nations and neighborhoods and brought to camps in places like Afghanistan, where they are trained in the tactics of terror. They are sent back to their homes or sent to hide in countries around the world to plot evil and destruction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the normal course of events, Presidents come to this chamber to report on the state of the Union. Tonight, no such report is needed. It has already been delivered by the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The civilized world is rallying to America's side. They understand that if this terror goes unpunished, their own cities, their own citizens may be next. Terror, unanswered, can not only bring down buildings, it can threaten the stability of legitimate governments. And you know what--we're not going to allow it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This war will not be like the war against Iraq a decade ago, with a decisive liberation of territory and a swift conclusion. It will not look like the air war above Kosovo two years ago, where no ground troops were used and not a single American was lost in combat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I ask you to uphold the values of America, and remember why so many have come here. We are in a fight for our principles, and our first responsibility is to live by them. No one should be singled out for unfair treatment or unkind words because of their ethnic background or religious faith.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will come together to give law enforcement the additional tools it needs to track down terror here at home. We will come together to strengthen our intelligence capabilities to know the plans of terrorists before they act, and find them before they strike.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Fellow citizens, we'll meet violence with patient justice--assured of the rightness of our cause, and confident of the victories to come. In all that lies before us, may God grant us wisdom, and may He watch over the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We are not deceived by their pretenses to piety. We have seen their kind before. They are the heirs of all the murderous ideologies of the 20th century. By sacrificing human life to serve their radical visions--by abandoning every value except the will to power--they follow in the path of fascism, and Nazism, and totalitarianism. And they will follow that path all the way, to where it ends: in history's unmarked grave of discarded lies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight I thank my fellow Americans for what you have already done and for what you will do. And ladies and gentlemen of the Congress, I thank you, their representatives, for what you have already done and for what we will do together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, I call on other industrialized nations and international organizations to join this crucial effort to save children from disease and death. Medical science gives us the power to save these young lives. Conscience demands we do so.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States already contributes approximately a billion dollars a year to international efforts to combat HIV/AIDS. In addition, we plan to spend more than $2.5 billion on research and development for new drugs and new treatments. We've committed $500 million to the Global Fund to Fight AIDS and other infectious diseases, and we stand ready to commit more as this fund demonstrates its success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We have a three-part strategy. First, in places with stronger health care systems, we will provide voluntary testing, prevention, counseling, and a comprehensive therapy of anti-retroviral medications for both mother and child, beginning before delivery, and continuing after delivery. This combination has proven extremely effective in preventing transmission of the HIV virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This major commitment of my government to prevent mother-to- child HIV transmission is the first of this scale by any government, anywhere. In time, we will gain valuable experience, improve treatment methods, and sharpen our training strategies. Health care systems in targeted countries will get better. And this will make even more progress possible. And as we see what works, we will make more funding available.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I thank all the members of Congress who supported this initiative, especially Senators Frist and Helms. Their visionary leadership on this issue will mean the difference between life and death for hundreds of thousands of children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our initiative will focus on 12 countries in Africa and others in the Caribbean where the problem is most severe and where our help can make the greatest amount of difference. We'll pursue medical strategies that have a proven track record. We'll define specific goals. We will demand effective management. When the lives of babies and mothers are at stake, the only measure of compassion is real results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In Africa, the disease clouds the future of entire nations and threatens to hold back the hopes of an entire continent. In the hardest-hit countries of sub-Sahara Africa as much as one-third of the adult population is infected with HIV, and 10 percent or more of the school teachers will die of AIDS within five years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Second, in places with weaker health care systems, we'll provide testing and counseling, and we will support programs that administer a single dose of nevirapine to the mother at the time of delivery, and at least one dose to the infant shortly after birth. This therapy reduces the chances of infection by nearly 50 percent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Leading scientists tell me research on these 60 lines has great promise that could lead to breakthrough therapies and cures. This allows us to explore the promise and potential of stem cell research without crossing a fundamental moral line, by providing taxpayer funding that would sanction or encourage further destruction of human embryos that have at least the potential for life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "At its core, this issue forces us to confront fundamental questions about the beginnings of life and the ends of science. It lies at a difficult moral intersection, juxtaposing the need to protect life in all its phases with the prospect of saving and improving life in all its stages.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Embryonic stem cell research is at the leading edge of a series of moral hazards. The initial stem cell researcher was at first reluctant to begin his research, fearing it might be used for human cloning. Scientists have already cloned a sheep. Researchers are telling us the next step could be to clone human beings to create individual designer stem cells, essentially to grow another you, to be available in case you need another heart or lung or liver.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you for listening. Good night, and God bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The issue is debated within the church, with people of different faiths, even many of the same faith coming to different conclusions. Many people are finding that the more they know about stem cell research, the less certain they are about the right ethical and moral conclusions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I've asked those questions and others of scientists, scholars, bioethicists, religious leaders, doctors, researchers, members of Congress, my Cabinet, and my friends. I have read heartfelt letters from many Americans. I have given this issue a great deal of thought, prayer and considerable reflection. And I have found widespread disagreement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The issue of research involving stem cells derived from human embryos is increasingly the subject of a national debate and dinner table discussions. The issue is confronted every day in laboratories as scientists ponder the ethical ramifications of their work. It is agonized over by parents and many couples as they try to have children, or to save children already born.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In recent weeks, we learned that scientists have created human embryos in test tubes solely to experiment on them. This is deeply troubling, and a warning sign that should prompt all of us to think through these issues very carefully.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Some will not survive during long storage; others are destroyed. A number have been donated to science and used to create privately funded stem cell lines. And a few have been implanted in an adoptive mother and born, and are today healthy children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I also believe human life is a sacred gift from our Creator. I worry about a culture that devalues life, and believe as your President I have an important obligation to foster and encourage respect for life in America and throughout the world. And while we're all hopeful about the potential of this research, no one can be certain that the science will live up to the hope it has generated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Eight years ago, scientists believed fetal tissue research offered great hope for cures and treatments -- yet, the progress to date has not lived up to its initial expectations. Embryonic stem cell research offers both great promise and great peril. So I have decided we must proceed with great care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Based on preliminary work that has been privately funded, scientists believe further research using stem cells offers great promise that could help improve the lives of those who suffer from many terrible diseases -- from juvenile diabetes to Alzheimer's, from Parkinson's to spinal cord injuries. And while scientists admit they are not yet certain, they believe stem cells derived from embryos have unique potential.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good evening. I appreciate you giving me a few minutes of your time tonight so I can discuss with you a complex and difficult issue, an issue that is one of the most profound of our time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Scientists further believe that rapid progress in this research will come only with federal funds. Federal dollars help attract the best and brightest scientists. They ensure new discoveries are widely shared at the largest number of research facilities and that the research is directed toward the greatest public good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States has a long and proud record of leading the world toward advances in science and medicine that improve human life. And the United States has a long and proud record of upholding the highest standards of ethics as we expand the limits of science and knowledge. Research on embryonic stem cells raises profound ethical questions, because extracting the stem cell destroys the embryo, and thus destroys its potential for life. Like a snowflake, each of these embryos is unique, with the unique genetic potential of an individual human being.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As I thought through this issue, I kept returning to two fundamental questions: First, are these frozen embryos human life, and therefore, something precious to be protected? And second, if they're going to be destroyed anyway, shouldn't they be used for a greater good, for research that has the potential to save and improve other lives?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And then, of course, there's Senator Edward Kennedy. And the folks at the Crawford Coffee Shop would be somewhat shocked when I told them I actually like the fellow. He is a fabulous United States senator. When he's against you, it's tough. When he's with you, it is a great experience.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And so, therefore, this bill's second principle is, is that we trust parents to make the right decisions for their children. Any school that doesn't perform, any school that cannot catch up and do its job, a parent will have these options -- a better public school, a tutor, or a charter school. We do not want children trapped in schools that will not change and will not teach.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our schools will have higher expectations. We believe every child can learn. Our schools will have greater resources to help meet those goals. Parents will have more information about the schools, and more say in how their children are educated. From this day forward, all students will have a better chance to learn, to excel, and to live out their dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Reaching this moment has not been easy, as you could tell from Chairman Boehner's discussion. But we made it, because of the willingness of four fine leaders to do what was right for America. We made it because proud members of the House and the Senate, loyal to their parties, decided to set partisan politics aside and focus on what was right for America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you for letting us come. May God bless.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And we owe the children of America a good education. And today begins a new era, a new time in public education in our country. As of this hour, America's schools will be on a new path of reform, and a new path of results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I appreciate so very much my friend, Judd Gregg, from the state of New Hampshire, being here. He was my campaign manager in the New Hampshire primary. I still invited him to come with me. After here, we're going to New Hampshire. I look forward to singing Judd's praises because he is a solid, solid United States senator -- honest, full of integrity, and like the others here, he buckled down to do what was right for the children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The story of children being just shuffled through the system is one of the saddest stories of America. Let's just move them through. It's so much easier to move a child through than trying to figure out how to solve a child's problems. The first step to making sure that a child is not shuffled through is to test that child as to whether or not he or she can read and write, or add and subtract.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And as you know, we've got another challenge, and that's to protect America from evil ones. And I want to assure the seniors and juniors and sophomores here at Hamilton High School that the effort that this great country is engaged in, the effort to defend freedom and to defend our people, the effort to rout out terror wherever it exists, is noble and just and right, and your great country will prevail in this effort.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The federal government will not micromanage how schools are run. We believe strongly -- we believe strongly the best path to education reform is to trust the local people. And so the new role of the federal government is to set high standards, provide resources, hold people accountable, and liberate school districts to meet the standards.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I want to thank Tracy Miller for being so hospitable. I want to thank all who have come to witness this historic moment. For those of you who have studied the history of our government, you know most bills are signed at the White House. But I decided to sign this bill in one of the most important places in America -- a public school.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We've got large challenges here in America. There's no greater challenge than to make sure that every child -- and all of us on this stage mean every child, not just a few children every single child, regardless of where they live, how they're raised, the income level of their family, every child receive a first-class education in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "That's not an impossible goal. It's a goal we must meet if we want every child to succeed. And so, therefore, we tripled the amount of federal funding for scientifically-based early reading programs. We've got money in there to make sure teachers know how to teach what works. We've got money in there to help promote proven methods of instruction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The government of this nation will do its part, as well. Our cities must have clear and up-to-date plans for responding to natural disasters, and disease outbreaks, or a terrorist attack, for evacuating large numbers of people in an emergency, and for providing the food and water and security they would need. In a time of terror threats and weapons of mass destruction, the danger to our citizens reaches much wider than a fault line or a flood plain. I consider detailed emergency planning to be a national security priority, and therefore, I've ordered the Department of Homeland Security to undertake an immediate review, in cooperation with local counterparts, of emergency plans in every major city in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Four years after the frightening experience of September the 11th, Americans have every right to expect a more effective response in a time of emergency. When the federal government fails to meet such an obligation, I, as President, am responsible for the problem, and for the solution. So I've ordered every Cabinet Secretary to participate in a comprehensive review of the government response to the hurricane. This government will learn the lessons of Hurricane Katrina. We're going to review every action and make necessary changes, so that we are better prepared for any challenge of nature, or act of evil men, that could threaten our people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I propose the creation of Worker Recovery Accounts to help those evacuees who need extra help finding work. Under this plan, the federal government would provide accounts of up to $5,000, which these evacuees could draw upon for job training and education to help them get a good job, and for child care expenses during their job search.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our goal is to get people out of the shelters by the middle of October. So we're providing direct assistance to evacuees that allows them to rent apartments, and many already are moving into places of their own. A number of states have taken in evacuees and shown them great compassion -- admitting children to school, and providing health care. So I will work with the Congress to ensure that states are reimbursed for these extra expenses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States Congress also has an important oversight function to perform. Congress is preparing an investigation, and I will work with members of both parties to make sure this effort is thorough.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The cash needed to support the armies of compassion is great, and Americans have given generously. For example, the private fundraising effort led by former Presidents Bush and Clinton has already received pledges of more than $100 million. Some of that money is going to the Governors to be used for immediate needs within their states. A portion will also be sent to local houses of worship to help reimburse them for the expense of helping others. This evening the need is still urgent, and I ask the American people to continue donating to the Salvation Army, the Red Cross, other good charities, and religious congregations in the region.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good evening. I'm speaking to you from the city of New Orleans -- nearly empty, still partly under water, and waiting for life and hope to return. Eastward from Lake Pontchartrain, across the Mississippi coast, to Alabama into Florida, millions of lives were changed in a day by a cruel and wasteful storm.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the rebuilding process, there will be many important decisions and many details to resolve, yet we're moving forward according to some clear principles. The federal government will be fully engaged in the mission, but Governor Barbour, Governor Blanco, Mayor Nagin, and other state and local leaders will have the primary role in planning for their own future. Clearly, communities will need to move decisively to change zoning laws and building codes, in order to avoid a repeat of what we've seen. And in the work of rebuilding, as many jobs as possible should go to the men and women who live in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans want the Gulf Coast not just to survive, but to thrive; not just to cope, but to overcome. We want evacuees to come home, for the best of reasons -- because they have a real chance at a better life in a place they love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In addition, we're taking steps to ensure that evacuees do not have to travel great distances or navigate bureaucracies to get the benefits that are there for them. The Department of Health and Human Services has sent more than 1,500 health professionals, along with over 50 tons of medical supplies -- including vaccines and antibiotics and medicines for people with chronic conditions such as diabetes. The Social Security Administration is delivering checks. The Department of Labor is helping displaced persons apply for temporary jobs and unemployment benefits. And the Postal Service is registering new addresses so that people can get their mail.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In this place, there's a custom for the funerals of jazz musicians. The funeral procession parades slowly through the streets, followed by a band playing a mournful dirge as it moves to the cemetery. Once the casket has been laid in place, the band breaks into a joyful \"second line\" -- symbolizing the triumph of the spirit over death. Tonight the Gulf Coast is still coming through the dirge -- yet we will live to see the second line.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "These days of sorrow and outrage have also been marked by acts of courage and kindness that make all Americans proud. Coast Guard and other personnel rescued tens of thousands of people from flooded neighborhoods. Religious congregations and families have welcomed strangers as brothers and sisters and neighbors. In the community of Chalmette, when two men tried to break into a home, the owner invited them to stay -- and took in 15 other people who had no place to go. At Tulane Hospital for Children, doctors and nurses did not eat for days so patients could have food, and eventually carried the patients on their backs up eight flights of stairs to helicopters.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When one resident of this city who lost his home was asked by a reporter if he would relocate, he said, \"Naw, I will rebuild -- but I will build higher.\" That is our vision for the future, in this city and beyond: We'll not just rebuild, we'll build higher and better. To meet this goal, I will listen to good ideas from Congress, and state and local officials, and the private sector. I believe we should start with three initiatives that the Congress should pass.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It's also essential for the many organizations of our country to reach out to your fellow citizens in the Gulf area. So I've asked USA Freedom Corps to create an information clearinghouse, available at usafreedomcorps.gov, so that families anywhere in the country can find opportunities to help families in the region, or a school can support a school. And I challenge existing organizations -- churches, and Scout troops, or labor union locals to get in touch with their counterparts in Mississippi, Louisiana, or Alabama, and learn what they can do to help. In this great national enterprise, important work can be done by everyone, and everyone should find their role and do their part.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To carry out the first stages of the relief effort and begin rebuilding at once, I have asked for, and the Congress has provided, more than $60 billion. This is an unprecedented response to an unprecedented crisis, which demonstrates the compassion and resolve of our nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the aftermath, we have seen fellow citizens left stunned and uprooted, searching for loved ones, and grieving for the dead, and looking for meaning in a tragedy that seems so blind and random. We've also witnessed the kind of desperation no citizen of this great and generous nation should ever have to know -- fellow Americans calling out for food and water, vulnerable people left at the mercy of criminals who had no mercy, and the bodies of the dead lying uncovered and untended in the street.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "These trials have also reminded us that we are often stronger than we know -- with the help of grace and one another. They remind us of a hope beyond all pain and death, a God who welcomes the lost to a house not made with hands. And they remind us that we're tied together in this life, in this nation -- and that the despair of any touches us all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our common security is challenged by regional conflicts -- ethnic and religious strife that is ancient, but not inevitable. In the Middle East, there can be no peace for either side without freedom for both sides. America stands committed to an independent and democratic Palestine, living side by side with Israel in peace and security. Like all other people, Palestinians deserve a government that serves their interests and listens to their voices. My nation will continue to encourage all parties to step up to their responsibilities as we seek a just and comprehensive settlement to the conflict.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The conduct of the Iraqi regime is a threat to the authority of the United Nations, and a threat to peace. Iraq has answered a decade of U. N. demands with a decade of defiance. All the world now faces a test, and the United Nations a difficult and defining moment. Are Security Council resolutions to be honored and enforced, or cast aside without consequence? Will the United Nations serve the purpose of its founding, or will it be irrelevant?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United Nations was born in the hope that survived a world war -- the hope of a world moving toward justice, escaping old patterns of conflict and fear. The founding members resolved that the peace of the world must never again be destroyed by the will and wickedness of any man. We created the United Nations Security Council, so that, unlike the League of Nations, our deliberations would be more than talk, our resolutions would be more than wishes. After generations of deceitful dictators and broken treaties and squandered lives, we dedicated ourselves to standards of human dignity shared by all, and to a system of security defended by all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States has no quarrel with the Iraqi people; they've suffered too long in silent captivity. Liberty for the Iraqi people is a great moral cause, and a great strategic goal. The people of Iraq deserve it; the security of all nations requires it. Free societies do not intimidate through cruelty and conquest, and open societies do not threaten the world with mass murder. The United States supports political and economic liberty in a unified Iraq.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "If all these steps are taken, it will signal a new openness and accountability in Iraq. And it could open the prospect of the United Nations helping to build a government that represents all Iraqis -- a government based on respect for human rights, economic liberty, and internationally supervised elections.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Twelve years ago, Iraq invaded Kuwait without provocation. And the regime's forces were poised to continue their march to seize other countries and their resources. Had Saddam Hussein been appeased instead of stopped, he would have endangered the peace and stability of the world. Yet this aggression was stopped -- by the might of coalition forces and the will of the United Nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Events can turn in one of two ways: If we fail to act in the face of danger, the people of Iraq will continue to live in brutal submission. The regime will have new power to bully and dominate and conquer its neighbors, condemning the Middle East to more years of bloodshed and fear. The regime will remain unstable -- the region will remain unstable, with little hope of freedom, and isolated from the progress of our times. With every step the Iraqi regime takes toward gaining and deploying the most terrible weapons, our own options to confront that regime will narrow. And if an emboldened regime were to supply these weapons to terrorist allies, then the attacks of September the 11th would be a prelude to far greater horrors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Above all, our principles and our security are challenged today by outlaw groups and regimes that accept no law of morality and have no limit to their violent ambitions. In the attacks on America a year ago, we saw the destructive intentions of our enemies. This threat hides within many nations, including my own. In cells and camps, terrorists are plotting further destruction, and building new bases for their war against civilization. And our greatest fear is that terrorists will find a shortcut to their mad ambitions when an outlaw regime supplies them with the technologies to kill on a massive scale.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And in 1995, after four years of deception, Iraq finally admitted it had a crash nuclear weapons program prior to the Gulf War. We know now, were it not for that war, the regime in Iraq would likely have possessed a nuclear weapon no later than 1993.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In 1991, the U. N. Security Council, through Resolutions 686 and 687, demanded that Iraq return all prisoners from Kuwait and other lands. Iraq's regime agreed. It broke its promise. Last year the Secretary General's high-level coordinator for this issue reported that Kuwait, Saudi, Indian, Syrian, Lebanese, Iranian, Egyptian, Bahraini, and Omani nationals remain unaccounted for -- more than 600 people. One American pilot is among them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In 1991, Security Council Resolution 688 demanded that the Iraqi regime cease at once the repression of its own people, including the systematic repression of minorities -- which the Council said, threatened international peace and security in the region. This demand goes ignored.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We can harbor no illusions -- and that's important today to remember. Saddam Hussein attacked Iran in 1980 and Kuwait in 1990. He's fired ballistic missiles at Iran and Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, and Israel. His regime once ordered the killing of every person between the ages of 15 and 70 in certain Kurdish villages in northern Iraq. He has gassed many Iranians, and 40 Iraqi villages.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Mr. Secretary General, Mr. President, distinguished delegates, and ladies and gentlemen: We meet one year and one day after a terrorist attack brought grief to my country, and brought grief to many citizens of our world. Yesterday, we remembered the innocent lives taken that terrible morning. Today, we turn to the urgent duty of protecting other lives, without illusion and without fear.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As a symbol of our commitment to human dignity, the United States will return to UNESCO. This organization has been reformed and America will participate fully in its mission to advance human rights and tolerance and learning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In 1991, the Iraqi regime agreed to destroy and stop developing all weapons of mass destruction and long-range missiles, and to prove to the world it has done so by complying with rigorous inspections. Iraq has broken every aspect of this fundamental pledge.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Defeatism may have its partisan uses, but it is not justified by the facts. For every scene of destruction in Iraq, there are more scenes of rebuilding and hope. For every life lost, there are countless more lives reclaimed. And for every terrorist working to stop freedom in Iraq, there are many more Iraqis and Americans working to defeat them. My fellow citizens: Not only can we win the war in Iraq, we are winning the war in Iraq.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We have put in place a strategy to achieve this goal -- a strategy I've been discussing in detail over the last few weeks. This plan has three critical elements.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The work in Iraq has been especially difficult -- more difficult than we expected. Reconstruction efforts and the training of Iraqi security forces started more slowly than we hoped. We continue to see violence and suffering, caused by an enemy that is determined and brutal, unconstrained by conscience or the rules of war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good evening. Three days ago, in large numbers, Iraqis went to the polls to choose their own leaders -- a landmark day in the history of liberty. In the coming weeks, the ballots will be counted, a new government formed, and a people who suffered in tyranny for so long will become full members of the free world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "All who had a part in this achievement -- Iraqis, and Americans and our coalition partners -- can be proud. Yet our work is not done. There is more testing and sacrifice before us. I know many Americans have questions about the cost and direction of this war. So tonight I want to talk to you about how far we have come in Iraq, and the path that lies ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans can expect some things of me, as well. My most solemn responsibility is to protect our nation, and that requires me to make some tough decisions. I see the consequences of those decisions when I meet wounded servicemen and women who cannot leave their hospital beds, but summon the strength to look me in the eye and say they would do it all over again. I see the consequences when I talk to parents who miss a child so much -- but tell me he loved being a soldier, he believed in his mission, and, Mr. President, finish the job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In all three aspects of our strategy -- security, democracy, and reconstruction -- we have learned from our experiences, and fixed what has not worked. We will continue to listen to honest criticism, and make every change that will help us complete the mission. Yet there is a difference between honest critics who recognize what is wrong, and defeatists who refuse to see that anything is right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "September the 11th, 2001 required us to take every emerging threat to our country seriously, and it shattered the illusion that terrorists attack us only after we provoke them. On that day, we were not in Iraq, we were not in Afghanistan, but the terrorists attacked us anyway -- and killed nearly 3,000 men, women, and children in our own country. My conviction comes down to this: We do not create terrorism by fighting the terrorists. We invite terrorism by ignoring them. And we will defeat the terrorists by capturing and killing them abroad, removing their safe havens, and strengthening new allies like Iraq and Afghanistan in the fight we share.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "He was given an ultimatum -- and he made his choice for war. And the result of that war was to rid a -- the world of a murderous dictator who menaced his people, invaded his neighbors, and declared America to be his enemy. Saddam Hussein, captured and jailed, is still the same raging tyrant -- only now without a throne. His power to harm a single man, woman, or child is gone forever. And the world is better for it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The terrorists do not merely object to American actions in Iraq and elsewhere, they object to our deepest values and our way of life. And if we were not fighting them in Iraq, in Afghanistan, in Southeast Asia, and in other places, the terrorists would not be peaceful citizens, they would be on the offense, and headed our way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I also want to speak to those of you who did not support my decision to send troops to Iraq: I have heard your disagreement, and I know how deeply it is felt. Yet now there are only two options before our country -- victory or defeat. And the need for victory is larger than any president or political party, because the security of our people is in the balance. I don't expect you to support everything I do, but tonight I have a request: Do not give in to despair, and do not give up on this fight for freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "That is an important question, and the answer depends on your view of the war on terror. If you think the terrorists would become peaceful if only America would stop provoking them, then it might make sense to leave them alone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Only the United States Congress can create a new department of government. So tonight, I ask for your help in encouraging your representatives to support my plan. We face an urgent need, and we must move quickly, this year, before the end of the congressional session. All in our government have learned a great deal since September the 11th, and we must act on every lesson. We are stronger and better prepared tonight than we were on that terrible morning -- and with your help, and the support of Congress, we will be stronger still.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight, I propose a permanent Cabinet-level Department of Homeland Security to unite essential agencies that must work more closely together: Among them, the Coast Guard, the Border Patrol, the Customs Service, Immigration officials, the Transportation Security Administration, and the Federal Emergency Management Agency. Employees of this new agency will come to work every morning knowing their most important job is to protect their fellow citizens. The Department of Homeland Security will be charged with --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Yet we are a different nation today -- sadder and stronger, less innocent and more courageous, more appreciative of life, and for many who serve our country, more willing to risk life in a great cause. For those who have lost family and friends, the pain will never go away -- and neither will the responsibilities that day thrust upon all of us. America is leading the civilized world in a titanic struggle against terror. Freedom and fear are at war -- and freedom is winning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight over 60,000 American troops are deployed around the world in the war against terror -- more than 7,000 in Afghanistan; others in the Philippines, Yemen, and the Republic of Georgia, to train local forces. Next week Afghanistan will begin selecting a representative government, even as American troops, along with our allies, still continuously raid remote al Qaeda hiding places.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Based on everything I've seen, I do not believe anyone could have prevented the horror of September the 11th. Yet we now know that thousands of trained killers are plotting to attack us, and this terrible knowledge requires us to act differently.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "After September the 11th, we needed to move quickly, and so I appointed Tom Ridge as my Homeland Security Advisor. As Governor Ridge has worked with all levels of government to prepare a national strategy, and as we have learned more about the plans and capabilities of the terrorist network, we have concluded that our government must be reorganized to deal more effectively with the new threats of the 21st century. So tonight, I ask the Congress to join me in creating a single, permanent department with an overriding and urgent mission: securing the homeland of America, and protecting the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When credible intelligence warrants, appropriate law enforcement and local officials are alerted. These warnings are, unfortunately, a new reality in American life -- and we have recently seen an increase in the volume of general threats. Americans should continue to do what you're doing -- go about your lives, but pay attention to your surroundings. Add your eyes and ears to the protection of our homeland.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Among those we have captured is a man named Abu Zabedah, al Qaeda's chief of operations. From him, and from hundreds of others, we are learning more about how the terrorists plan and operate; information crucial in anticipating and preventing future attacks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Right now, as many as a hundred different government agencies have some responsibilities for homeland security, and no one has final accountability. For example, the Coast Guard has several missions, from search and rescue to maritime treaty enforcement. It reports to the Transportation Department, whose primary responsibilities are roads, rails, bridges and the airways. The Customs Service, among other duties, collects tariffs and prevents smuggling -- and it is part of the Treasury Department, whose primary responsibility is fiscal policy, not security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Every day I review a document called the threat assessment. It summarizes what our intelligence services and key law enforcement agencies have picked up about terrorist activity. Sometimes the information is very general -- vague talk, bragging about future attacks. Sometimes the information is more specific, as in a recent case when an al Qaeda detainee said attacks were planned against financial institutions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "What I am proposing tonight is the most extensive reorganization of the federal government since the 1940s. During his presidency, Harry Truman recognized that our nation's fragmented defenses had to be reorganized to win the Cold War. He proposed uniting our military forces under a single Department of Defense, and creating the National Security Council to bring together defense, intelligence, and diplomacy. Truman's reforms are still helping us to fight terror abroad, and now we need similar dramatic reforms to secure our people at home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our coalition is strong. More than 90 nations have arrested or detained over 2,400 terrorists and their supporters. More than 180 countries have offered or are providing assistance in the war on terrorism. And our military is strong and prepared to oppose any emerging threat to the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I applaud the leaders and employees at the FBI and CIA for beginning essential reforms. They must continue to think and act differently to defeat the enemy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I ask that you fund the Millennium Challenge Account, so that American aid reaches the people who need it, in nations where democracy is on the rise and corruption is in retreat. And let us continue to support the expanded trade and debt relief that are the best hope for lifting lives and eliminating poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the mind of the terrorists, this war began well before September 11 and will not end until their radical vision is fulfilled. And these past five years have given us a much clearer view of the nature of this enemy. Al Qaeda and its followers are Sunni extremists possessed by hatred and commanded by a harsh and narrow ideology. Take almost any principle of civilization, and their goal is the opposite. They preach with threats, instruct with bullets and bombs, and promise paradise for the murder of the innocent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When America serves others in this way, we show the strength and generosity of our country. These deeds reflect the character of our people. The greatest strength we have is the heroic kindness and courage and self-sacrifice of the American people. You see this spirit often if you know where to look, and tonight we need only look above to the gallery.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you very much. And tonight I have the high privilege and distinct honor of my own as the first President to begin the State of the Union message with these words: Madam Speaker.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the sixth year since our nation was attacked, I wish I could report to you that the dangers have ended. They have not. And so it remains the policy of this government to use every lawful and proper tool of intelligence, diplomacy, law enforcement, and military action to do our duty, to find these enemies, and to protect the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Next week, I'll deliver a full report on the state of our economy. Tonight I want to discuss three economic reforms that deserve to be priorities for this Congress.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "If American forces step back before Baghdad is secure, the Iraqi government would be overrun by extremists on all sides. We could expect an epic battle between Shi'a extremists backed by Iran and Sunni extremists aided by Al Qaeda and supporters of the old regime. A contagion of violence could spill out across the country, and in time, the entire region could be drawn into the conflict.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "See you next year. Thank you for your prayers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United Nations has imposed sanctions on Iran and made it clear that the world will not allow the regime in Tehran to acquire nuclear weapons. With the other members of the Quartet--the U. N., the EU, and Russia--we're pursuing diplomacy to help bring peace to the Holy Land and pursuing the establishment of a democratic Palestinian state living side by side with Israel in peace and security. In Afghanistan, NATO has taken the lead in turning back the Taliban and Al Qaeda offensive--the first time the Alliance has deployed forces outside the North Atlantic area. Together with our partners in China and Japan, Russia and South Korea, we're pursuing intensive diplomacy to achieve a Korean Peninsula free of nuclear weapons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Some in this chamber are new to the House and the Senate, and I congratulate the Democrat majority. Congress has changed, but not our responsibilities. Each of us is guided by our own convictions, and to these we must stay faithful. Yet we're all held to the same standards and called to serve the same good purposes: to extend this nation's prosperity; to spend the people's money wisely; to solve problems, not leave them to future generations; to guard America against all evil; and to keep faith with those we have sent forth to defend us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We're not the first to come here with a government divided and uncertainty in the air. Like many before us, we can work through our differences, and we can achieve big things for the American people. Our citizens don't much care which side of the aisle we sit on, as long as we're willing to cross that aisle when there is work to be done. Our job is to make life better for our fellow Americans and to help them build a future of hope and opportunity, and this is the business before us tonight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To reach this goal, we must increase the supply of alternative fuels by setting a mandatory fuels standard to require 35 billion gallons of renewable and alternative fuels in 2017--and that is nearly five times the current target. At the same time, we need to reform and modernize fuel economy standards for cars the way we did for light trucks and conserve up to eight and a half billion more gallons of gasoline by 2017.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With the distance of time, we find ourselves debating the causes of conflict and the course we have followed. Such debates are essential when a great democracy faces great questions. Yet one question has surely been settled: that to win the war on terror, we must take the fight to the enemy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A future of hope and opportunity begins with a growing economy, and that is what we have. We're now in the 41st month of uninterrupted job growth, a recovery that has created 7.2 million new jobs so far. Unemployment is low; inflation is low; wages are rising. This economy is on the move, and our job is to keep it that way, not with more government but with more enterprise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is not the fight we entered in Iraq, but it is the fight we're in. Every one of us wishes this war were over and won. Yet it would not be like us to leave our promises unkept, our friends abandoned, and our own security at risk. Ladies and gentlemen, on this day, at this hour, it is still within our power to shape the outcome of this battle. Let us find our resolve and turn events toward victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "For all of us in this room, there is no higher responsibility than to protect the people of this country from danger. Five years have come and gone since we saw the scenes and felt the sorrow that the terrorists can cause. We've had time to take stock of our situation. We've added many critical protections to guard the homeland. We know with certainty that the horrors of that September morning were just a glimpse of what the terrorists intend for us--unless we stop them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In his day, the late Congressman Thomas D'Alesandro, Jr., from Baltimore, Maryland, saw Presidents Roosevelt and Truman at this rostrum. But nothing could compare with the sight of his only daughter, Nancy, presiding tonight as Speaker of the House of Representatives. Congratulations, Madam Speaker.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A future of hope and opportunity requires that all our citizens have affordable and available health care. When it comes to health care, government has an obligation to care for the elderly, the disabled, and poor children, and we will meet those responsibilities. For all other Americans, private health insurance is the best way to meet their needs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "For America, this is a nightmare scenario; for the enemy, this is the objective. Chaos is the greatest ally--their greatest ally in this struggle. And out of chaos in Iraq would emerge an emboldened enemy with new safe havens, new recruits, new resources, and an even greater determination to harm America. To allow this to happen would be to ignore the lessons of September 11 and invite tragedy. Ladies and gentlemen, nothing is more important at this moment in our history than for America to succeed in the Middle East, to succeed in Iraq, and to spare the American people from this danger.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Spreading opportunity and hope in America also requires public schools that give children the knowledge and character they need in life. Five years ago, we rose above partisan differences to pass the No Child Left Behind Act, preserving local control, raising standards, and holding schools accountable for results. And because we acted, students are performing better in reading and math and minority students are closing the achievement gap.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My second proposal is to help the states that are coming up with innovative ways to cover the uninsured. States that make basic private health insurance available to all their citizens should receive federal funds to help them provide this coverage to the poor and the sick. I have asked the Secretary of Health and Human Services to work with Congress to take existing federal funds and use them to create Affordable Choices grants. These grants would give our nation's Governors more money and more flexibility to get private health insurance to those most in need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My fellow citizens, our military commanders and I have carefully weighed the options. We discussed every possible approach. In the end, I chose this course of action because it provides the best chance for success. Many in this chamber understand that America must not fail in Iraq, because you understand that the consequences of failure would be grievous and far-reaching.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Achieving these ambitious goals will dramatically reduce our dependence on foreign oil, but it's not going to eliminate it. And so as we continue to diversify our fuel supply, we must step up domestic oil production in environmentally sensitive ways. And to further protect America against severe disruptions to our oil supply, I ask Congress to double the current capacity of the Strategic Petroleum Reserve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I propose a new temporary worker program that will match willing foreign workers with willing American employers, when no Americans can be found to fill the jobs. This program will offer legal status, as temporary workers, to the millions of undocumented men and women now employed in the United States, and to those in foreign countries who seek to participate in the program and have been offered employment here. This new system should be clear and efficient, so employers are able to find workers quickly and simply.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The contributions of immigrants to America continue. About 14 percent of our nation's civilian workforce is foreign-born. Most begin their working lives in America by taking hard jobs and clocking long hours in important industries. Many immigrants also start businesses, taking the familiar path from hired labor to ownership.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The citizenship line, however, is too long, and our current limits on legal immigration are too low. My administration will work with the Congress to increase the annual number of green cards that can lead to citizenship. Those willing to take the difficult path of citizenship -- the path of work, and patience, and assimilation -- should be welcome in America, like generations of immigrants before them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The best way, in the long run, to reduce the pressures that create illegal immigration in the first place is to expand economic opportunity among the countries in our neighborhood. In a few days I will go to Mexico for the Special Summit of the Americas, where we will discuss ways to advance free trade, and to fight corruption, and encourage the reforms that lead to prosperity. Real growth and real hope in the nations of our hemisphere will lessen the flow of new immigrants to America when more citizens of other countries are able to achieve their dreams at their own home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Every generation of immigrants has reaffirmed the wisdom of remaining open to the talents and dreams of the world. And every generation of immigrants has reaffirmed our ability to assimilate newcomers -- which is one of the defining strengths of our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This new temporary worker program will bring more than economic benefits to America. Our homeland will be more secure when we can better account for those who enter our country, instead of the current situation in which millions of people are unknown, unknown to the law. Law enforcement will face fewer problems with undocumented workers, and will be better able to focus on the true threats to our nation from criminals and terrorists. And when temporary workers can travel legally and freely, there will be more efficient management of our borders and more effective enforcement against those who pose a danger to our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Reform must begin by confronting a basic fact of life and economics: some of the jobs being generated in America's growing economy are jobs American citizens are not filling. Yet these jobs represent a tremendous opportunity for workers from abroad who want to work and fulfill their duties as a husband or a wife, a son or a daughter.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "During one great period of immigration -- between 1891 and 1920 -- our nation received some 18 million men, women and children from other nations. The hard work of these immigrants helped make our economy the largest in the world. The children of immigrants put on the uniform and helped to liberate the lands of their ancestors. One of the primary reasons America became a great power in the 20th century is because we welcomed the talent and the character and the patriotism of immigrant families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Second, new immigration laws should serve the economic needs of our country. If an American employer is offering a job that American citizens are not willing to take, we ought to welcome into our country a person who will fill that job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Yet our country has always benefited from the dreams that others have brought here. By working hard for a better life, immigrants contribute to the life of our nation. The temporary worker program I am proposing today represents the best tradition of our society, a society that honors the law, and welcomes the newcomer. This plan will help return order and fairness to our immigration system, and in so doing we will honor our values, by showing our respect for those who work hard and share in the ideals of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This new system will be more compassionate. Decent, hard-working people will now be protected by labor laws, with the right to change jobs, earn fair wages, and enjoy the same working conditions that the law requires for American workers. Temporary workers will be able to establish their identities by obtaining the legal documents we all take for granted. And they will be able to talk openly to authorities, to report crimes when they are harmed, without the fear of being deported.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "All who participate in the temporary worker program must have a job, or, if not living in the United States, a job offer. The legal status granted by this program will last three years and will be renewable -- but it will have an end. Participants who do not remain employed, who do not follow the rules of the program, or who break the law will not be eligible for continued participation and will be required to return to their home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Should Saddam Hussein choose confrontation, the American people can know that every measure has been taken to avoid war, and every measure will be taken to win it. Americans understand the costs of conflict because we have paid them in the past. War has no certainty, except the certainty of sacrifice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Intelligence gathered by this and other governments leaves no doubt that the Iraq regime continues to possess and conceal some of the most lethal weapons ever devised. This regime has already used weapons of mass destruction against Iraq's neighbors and against Iraq's people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Recognizing the threat to our country, the United States Congress voted overwhelmingly last year to support the use of force against Iraq. America tried to work with the United Nations to address this threat because we wanted to resolve the issue peacefully. We believe in the mission of the United Nations. One reason the U. N. was founded after the second world war was to confront aggressive dictators, actively and early, before they can attack the innocent and destroy the peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My fellow citizens, events in Iraq have now reached the final days of decision. For more than a decade, the United States and other nations have pursued patient and honorable efforts to disarm the Iraqi regime without war. That regime pledged to reveal and destroy all its weapons of mass destruction as a condition for ending the Persian Gulf War in 1991.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States, with other countries, will work to advance liberty and peace in that region. Our goal will not be achieved overnight, but it can come over time. The power and appeal of human liberty is felt in every life and every land. And the greatest power of freedom is to overcome hatred and violence, and turn the creative gifts of men and women to the pursuits of peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The United States of America has the sovereign authority to use force in assuring its own national security. That duty falls to me, as Commander-in-Chief, by the oath I have sworn, by the oath I will keep.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the case of Iraq, the Security Council did act, in the early 1990s. Under Resolutions 678 and 687 -- both still in effect -- the United States and our allies are authorized to use force in ridding Iraq of weapons of mass destruction. This is not a question of authority, it is a question of will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Last September, I went to the U. N. General Assembly and urged the nations of the world to unite and bring an end to this danger. On November 8th, the Security Council unanimously passed Resolution 1441, finding Iraq in material breach of its obligations, and vowing serious consequences if Iraq did not fully and immediately disarm.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Since then, the world has engaged in 12 years of diplomacy. We have passed more than a dozen resolutions in the United Nations Security Council. We have sent hundreds of weapons inspectors to oversee the disarmament of Iraq. Our good faith has not been returned.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The regime has a history of reckless aggression in the Middle East. It has a deep hatred of America and our friends. And it has aided, trained and harbored terrorists, including operatives of al Qaeda.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The cause of peace requires all free nations to recognize new and undeniable realities. In the 20th century, some chose to appease murderous dictators, whose threats were allowed to grow into genocide and global war. In this century, when evil men plot chemical, biological and nuclear terror, a policy of appeasement could bring destruction of a kind never before seen on this earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Should enemies strike our country, they would be attempting to shift our attention with panic and weaken our morale with fear. In this, they would fail. No act of theirs can alter the course or shake the resolve of this country. We are a peaceful people -- yet we're not a fragile people, and we will not be intimidated by thugs and killers. If our enemies dare to strike us, they and all who have aided them, will face fearful consequences.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Their aim is to seize power in Iraq and use it as a safe haven to launch attacks against America and the world. Lacking the military strength to challenge us directly, the terrorists have chosen the weapon of fear. When they murder children at a school in Beslan or blow up commuters in London or behead a bound captive, the terrorists hope these horrors will break our will, allowing the violent to inherit the Earth. But they have miscalculated: We love our freedom, and we will fight to keep it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The great people of Egypt have voted in a multiparty Presidential election, and now their government should open paths of peaceful opposition that will reduce the appeal of radicalism. The Palestinian people have voted in elections, and now the leaders of Hamas must recognize Israel, disarm, reject terrorism, and work for lasting peace. Saudi Arabia has taken the first steps of reform; now it can offer its people a better future by pressing forward with those efforts. Democracies in the Middle East will not look like our own because they will reflect the traditions of their own citizens. Yet liberty is the future of every nation in the Middle East because liberty is the right and hope of all humanity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Keeping America competitive requires affordable energy. And here we have a serious problem: America is addicted to oil, which is often imported from unstable parts of the world. The best way to break this addiction is through technology. Since 2001, we have spent nearly $10 billion to develop cleaner, cheaper, and more reliable alternative energy sources. And we are on the threshold of incredible advances.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "So tonight I announce the Advanced Energy Initiative--a 22-percent increase in clean-energy research--at the Department of Energy, to push for breakthroughs in two vital areas. To change how we power our homes and offices, we will invest more in zero-emission coal-fired plants, revolutionary solar and wind technologies, and clean, safe nuclear energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America is a great force for freedom and prosperity. Yet our greatness is not measured in power or luxuries but by who we are and how we treat one another. So we strive to be a compassionate, decent, hopeful society.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight I will set out a better path: An agenda for a nation that competes with confidence; an agenda that will raise standards of living and generate new jobs. Americans should not fear our economic future because we intend to shape it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We remain on the offensive in Afghanistan, where a fine President and a National Assembly are fighting terror while building the institutions of a new democracy. We're on the offensive in Iraq with a clear plan for victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A hopeful society gives special attention to children who lack direction and love. Through the Helping America's Youth Initiative, we are encouraging caring adults to get involved in the life of a child. And this good work is being led by our First Lady, Laura Bush. This year we will add resources to encourage young people to stay in school, so more of America's youth can raise their sights and achieve their dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our economy is healthy and vigorous and growing faster than other major industrialized nations. In the last two and a half years, America has created 4.6 million new jobs--more than Japan and the European Union combined. Even in the face of higher energy prices and natural disasters, the American people have turned in an economic performance that is the envy of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Every time I'm invited to this rostrum, I'm humbled by the privilege and mindful of the history we've seen together. We have gathered under this Capitol dome in moments of national mourning and national achievement. We have served America through one of the most consequential periods of our history, and it has been my honor to serve with you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation is grateful to the fallen, who live in the memory of our country. We're grateful to all who volunteer to wear our nation's uniform. And as we honor our brave troops, let us never forget the sacrifices of America's military families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The road of victory is the road that will take our troops home. As we make progress on the ground and Iraqi forces increasingly take the lead, we should be able to further decrease our troop levels. But those decisions will be made by our military commanders, not by politicians in Washington, D. C.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America rejects the false comfort of isolationism. We are the nation that saved liberty in Europe and liberated death camps and helped raise up democracies and faced down an evil empire. Once again, we accept the call of history to deliver the oppressed and move this world toward peace. We remain on the offensive against terror networks. We have killed or captured many of their leaders--and for the others, their day will come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Preparing our nation to compete in the world is a goal that all of us can share. I urge you to support the American Competitiveness Initiative, and together we will show the world what the American people can achieve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In recent years, America has become a more hopeful nation. Violent crime rates have fallen to their lowest levels since the 1970s. Welfare cases have dropped by more than half over the past decade. Drug use among youth is down 19 percent since 2001. There are fewer abortions in America than at any point in the last three decades, and the number of children born to teenage mothers has been falling for a dozen years in a row.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will make wider use of electronic records and other health information technology, to help control costs and reduce dangerous medical errors. We will strengthen health savings accounts, making sure individuals and small-business employees can buy insurance with the same advantages that people working for big businesses now get. We will do more to make this coverage portable, so workers can switch jobs without having to worry about losing their health insurance. And because lawsuits are driving many good doctors out of practice, leaving women in nearly 1,500 American counties without a single OB-GYN, I ask the Congress to pass medical liability reform this year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To overcome dangers in our world, we must also take the offensive by encouraging economic progress and fighting disease and spreading hope in hopeless lands. Isolationism would not only tie our hands in fighting enemies, it would keep us from helping our friends in desperate need. We show compassion abroad because Americans believe in the God-given dignity and worth of a villager with HIV/AIDS or an infant with malaria or a refugee fleeing genocide or a young girl sold into slavery. We also show compassion abroad because regions overwhelmed by poverty, corruption, and despair are sources of terrorism and organized crime and human trafficking and the drug trade.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Fellow citizens, we've been called to leadership in a period of consequence. We've entered a great ideological conflict we did nothing to invite. We see great changes in science and commerce that will influence all our lives. Sometimes it can seem that history is turning in a wide arc toward an unknown shore. Yet the destination of history is determined by human action, and every great movement of history comes to a point of choosing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "So tonight I ask you to join me in creating a commission to examine the full impact of baby boom retirements on Social Security, Medicare, and Medicaid. This commission should include members of Congress of both parties, and offer bipartisan solutions. We need to put aside partisan politics and work together and get this problem solved.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As we look at these challenges, we must never give in to the belief that America is in decline or that our culture is doomed to unravel. The American people know better than that. We have proven the pessimists wrong before, and we will do it again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Keeping America competitive requires us to be good stewards of tax dollars. Every year of my Presidency, we've reduced the growth of nonsecurity discretionary spending, and last year you passed bills that cut this spending. This year my budget will cut it again, and reduce or eliminate more than 140 programs that are performing poorly or not fulfilling essential priorities. By passing these reforms, we will save the American taxpayer another $14 billion next year and stay on track to cut the deficit in half by 2009.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Lincoln could have accepted peace at the cost of disunity and continued slavery. Martin Luther King could have stopped at Birmingham or at Selma and achieved only half a victory over segregation. The United States could have accepted the permanent division of Europe and been complicit in the oppression of others. Today, having come far in our own historical journey, we must decide: Will we turn back or finish well?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today our nation lost a beloved, graceful, courageous woman who called America to its founding ideals and carried on a noble dream. Tonight we are comforted by the hope of a glad reunion with the husband who was taken so long ago, and we are grateful for the good life of Coretta Scott King.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Second, I propose to make permanent the research and development tax credit to encourage bolder private-sector initiatives in technology. With more research in both the public and private sectors, we will improve our quality of life and ensure that America will lead the world in opportunity and innovation for decades to come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In recent years, you and I have taken unprecedented action to fight AIDS and malaria, expand the education of girls, and reward developing nations that are moving forward with economic and political reform. For people everywhere, the United States is a partner for a better life. Shortchanging these efforts would increase the suffering and chaos of our world, undercut our long-term security, and dull the conscience of our country. I urge members of Congress to serve the interests of America by showing the compassion of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our offensive against terror involves more than military action. Ultimately, the only way to defeat the terrorists is to defeat their dark vision of hatred and fear by offering the hopeful alternative of political freedom and peaceful change. So the United States of America supports democratic reform across the broader Middle East. Elections are vital, but they are only the beginning. Raising up a democracy requires the rule of law and protection of minorities and strong, accountable institutions that last longer than a single vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In all these areas--from the disruption of terror networks, to victory in Iraq, to the spread of freedom and hope in troubled regions--we need the support of our friends and allies. To draw that support, we must always be clear in our principles and willing to act. The only alternative to American leadership is a dramatically more dangerous and anxious world. Yet we also choose to lead because it is a privilege to serve the values that gave us birth. American leaders--from Roosevelt to Truman to Kennedy to Reagan--rejected isolation and retreat, because they knew that America is always more secure when freedom is on the march.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We must also change how we power our automobiles. We will increase our research in better batteries for hybrid and electric cars and in pollution-free cars that run on hydrogen. We'll also fund additional research in cutting-edge methods of producing ethanol, not just from corn but from wood chips and stalks or switch grass. Our goal is to make this new kind of ethanol practical and competitive within six years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "First, I propose to double the federal commitment to the most critical basic research programs in the physical sciences over the next 10 years. This funding will support the work of America's most creative minds as they explore promising areas such as nanotechnology, supercomputing, and alternative energy sources.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today marks the official retirement of a very special American. For 24 years of faithful service to our nation, the United States is grateful to Justice Sandra Day O'Connor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "First, we're helping Iraqis build an inclusive government, so that old resentments will be eased and the insurgency will be marginalized. Second, we're continuing reconstruction efforts and helping the Iraqi government to fight corruption and build a modern economy, so all Iraqis can experience the benefits of freedom. And third, we're striking terrorist targets while we train Iraqi forces that are increasingly capable of defeating the enemy. Iraqis are showing their courage every day, and we are proud to be their allies in the cause of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A hopeful society comes to the aid of fellow citizens in times of suffering and emergency, and stays at it until they're back on their feet. So far the federal government has committed $85 billion to the people of the gulf coast and New Orleans. We're removing debris and repairing highways and rebuilding stronger levees. We're providing business loans and housing assistance. Yet as we meet these immediate needs, we must also address deeper challenges that existed before the storm arrived.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our own generation is in a long war against a determined enemy, a war that will be fought by Presidents of both parties, who will need steady bipartisan support from the Congress. And tonight I ask for yours. Together, let us protect our country, support the men and women who defend us, and lead this world toward freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And some needs and hurts are so deep they will only respond to a mentor's touch or a pastor's prayer. Church and charity, synagogue and mosque lend our communities their humanity, and they will have an honored place in our plans and in our laws.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our national courage has been clear in times of depression and war, when defending common dangers defined our common good. Now we must choose if the example of our fathers and mothers will inspire us or condemn us. We must show courage in a time of blessing by confronting problems instead of passing them on to future generations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will reform Social Security and Medicare, sparing our children from struggles we have the power to prevent. And we will reduce taxes, to recover the momentum of our economy and reward the effort and enterprise of working Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our democratic faith is more than the creed of our country, it is the inborn hope of our humanity, an ideal we carry but do not own, a trust we bear and pass along. And even after nearly 225 years, we have a long way yet to travel.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "But the stakes for America are never small. If our country does not lead the cause of freedom, it will not be led. If we do not turn the hearts of children toward knowledge and character, we will lose their gifts and undermine their idealism. If we permit our economy to drift and decline, the vulnerable will suffer most.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We do not accept this, and we will not allow it. Our unity, our union, is the serious work of leaders and citizens in every generation. And this is my solemn pledge: I will work to build a single nation of justice and opportunity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America, at its best, is compassionate. In the quiet of American conscience, we know that deep, persistent poverty is unworthy of our nation's promise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Government has great responsibilities for public safety and public health, for civil rights and common schools. Yet compassion is the work of a nation, not just a government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans are called to enact this promise in our lives and in our laws. And though our nation has sometimes halted, and sometimes delayed, we must follow no other course.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "While many of our citizens prosper, others doubt the promise, even the justice, of our own country. The ambitions of some Americans are limited by failing schools and hidden prejudice and the circumstances of their birth. And sometimes our differences run so deep, it seems we share a continent, but not a country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Encouraging responsibility is not a search for scapegoats, it is a call to conscience. And though it requires sacrifice, it brings a deeper fulfillment. We find the fullness of life not only in options, but in commitments. And we find that children and community are the commitments that set us free.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We have a place, all of us, in a long story--a story we continue, but whose end we will not see. It is the story of a new world that became a friend and liberator of the old, a story of a slave-holding society that became a servant of freedom, the story of a power that went into the world to protect but not possess, to defend but not to conquer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "President Clinton, distinguished guests and my fellow citizens, the peaceful transfer of authority is rare in history, yet common in our country. With a simple oath, we affirm old traditions and make new beginnings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Through much of the last century, America's faith in freedom and democracy was a rock in a raging sea. Now it is a seed upon the wind, taking root in many nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Where there is suffering, there is duty. Americans in need are not strangers, they are citizens, not problems, but priorities. And all of us are diminished when any are hopeless.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America, at its best, matches a commitment to principle with a concern for civility. A civil society demands from each of us good will and respect, fair dealing and forgiveness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America is making a broad and determined effort to confront these dangers. We have called on the United Nations to fulfill its charter and stand by its demand that Iraq disarm. We're strongly supporting the International Atomic Energy Agency in its mission to track and control nuclear materials around the world. We're working with other governments to secure nuclear materials in the former Soviet Union and to strengthen global treaties banning the production and shipment of missile technologies and weapons of mass destruction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My budget will commit an additional $400 billion over the next decade to reform and strengthen Medicare. Leaders of both political parties have talked for years about strengthening Medicare. I urge the members of this new Congress to act this year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, the gravest danger in the war on terror, the gravest danger facing America and the world, is outlaw regimes that seek and possess nuclear, chemical, and biological weapons. These regimes could use such weapons for blackmail, terror, and mass murder. They could also give or sell those weapons to terrorist allies, who would use them without the least hesitation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "You and I serve our country in a time of great consequence. During this session of Congress, we have the duty to reform domestic programs vital to our country. We have the opportunity to save millions of lives abroad from a terrible disease. We will work for a prosperity that is broadly shared, and we will answer every danger and every enemy that threatens the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, on the continent of Africa, nearly 30 million people have the AIDS virus, including three million children under the age 15. There are whole countries in Africa where more than one-third of the adult population carries the infection. More than four million require immediate drug treatment. Yet across that continent, only 50,000 AIDS victims--only 50,000--are receiving the medicine they need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "From three Iraqi defectors we know that Iraq, in the late 1990s, had several mobile biological weapons labs. These are designed to produce germ warfare agents and can be moved from place to a place to evade inspectors. Saddam Hussein has not disclosed these facilities. He's given no evidence that he has destroyed them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation is blessed with recovery programs that do amazing work. One of them is found at the Healing Place Church in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. A man in the program said, \"God does miracles in people's lives, and you never think it could be you.\" Tonight let us bring to all Americans who struggle with drug addiction this message of hope: The miracle of recovery is possible, and it could be you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Jobs are created when the economy grows. The economy grows when Americans have more money to spend and invest, and the best and fairest way to make sure Americans have that money is not to tax it away in the first place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "AIDS can be prevented. Antiretroviral drugs can extend life for many years. And the cost of those drugs has dropped from $12,000 a year to under $300 a year, which places a tremendous possibility within our grasp. Ladies and gentlemen, seldom has history offered a greater opportunity to do so much for so many.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Iraq is blocking U-2 surveillance flights requested by the United Nations. Iraqi intelligence officers are posing as the scientists inspectors are supposed to interview. Real scientists have been coached by Iraqi officials on what to say. Intelligence sources indicate that Saddam Hussein has ordered that scientists who cooperate with U. N. inspectors in disarming Iraq will be killed, along with their families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Every year, by law and by custom, we meet here to consider the state of the Union. This year, we gather in this chamber deeply aware of decisive days that lie ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On the Korean Peninsula, an oppressive regime rules a people living in fear and starvation. Throughout the 1990s, the United States relied on a negotiated framework to keep North Korea from gaining nuclear weapons. We now know that that regime was deceiving the world and developing those weapons all along. And today the North Korean regime is using its nuclear program to incite fear and seek concessions. America and the world will not be blackmailed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Lower taxes and greater investment will help this economy expand. More jobs mean more taxpayers and higher revenues to our government. The best way to address the deficit and move toward a balanced budget is to encourage economic growth and to show some spending discipline in Washington, D. C.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A simple chemical reaction between hydrogen and oxygen generates energy, which can be used to power a car, producing only water, not exhaust fumes. With a new national commitment, our scientists and engineers will overcome obstacles to taking these cars from laboratory to showroom, so that the first car driven by a child born today could be powered by hydrogen and pollution-free. Join me in this important innovation to make our air significantly cleaner and our country much less dependent on foreign sources of energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our third goal is to promote energy independence for our country, while dramatically improving the environment. I have sent you a comprehensive energy plan to promote energy efficiency and conservation, to develop cleaner technology, and to produce more energy at home. I have sent you Clear Skies legislation that mandates a 70-percent cut in air pollution from powerplants over the next 15 years. I have sent you a Healthy Forests Initiative, to help prevent the catastrophic fires that devastate communities, kill wildlife, and burn away millions of acres of treasured forests.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The dictator who is assembling the world's most dangerous weapons has already used them on whole villages, leaving thousands of his own citizens dead, blind, or disfigured. Iraqi refugees tell us how forced confessions are obtained, by torturing children while their parents are made to watch. International human rights groups have cataloged other methods used in the torture chambers of Iraq: electric shock, burning with hot irons, dripping acid on the skin, mutilation with electric drills, cutting out tongues, and rape. If this is not evil, then evil has no meaning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "You, the Congress, have already passed all these reductions and promised them for future years. If this tax relief is good for Americans three, or five, or seven years from now, it is even better for Americans today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation and the world must learn the lessons of the Korean Peninsula and not allow an even greater threat to rise up in Iraq. A brutal dictator, with a history of reckless aggression, with ties to terrorism, with great potential wealth, will not be permitted to dominate a vital region and threaten the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I urge you to pass these measures, for the good of both our environment and our economy. Even more, I ask you to take a crucial step and protect our environment in ways that generations before us could not have imagined.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I thank the Congress for supporting these measures. I ask you tonight to add to our future security with a major research and production effort to guard our people against bioterrorism, called Project BioShield. The budget I send you will propose almost $6 billion to quickly make available effective vaccines and treatments against agents like anthrax, botulinum toxin, Ebola, and plague. We must assume that our enemies would use these diseases as weapons, and we must act before the dangers are upon us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The International Atomic Energy Agency confirmed in the 1990s that Saddam Hussein had an advanced nuclear weapons development program, had a design for a nuclear weapon, and was working on five different methods of enriching uranium for a bomb. The British government has learned that Saddam Hussein recently sought significant quantities of uranium from Africa. Our intelligence sources tell us that he has attempted to purchase high-strength aluminum tubes suitable for nuclear weapons production. Saddam Hussein has not credibly explained these activities. He clearly has much to hide.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The world has waited 12 years for Iraq to disarm. America will not accept a serious and mounting threat to our country and our friends and our allies. The United States will ask the U. N. Security Council to convene on February 5 to consider the facts of Iraq's ongoing defiance of the world. Secretary of State Powell will present information and intelligence about Iraqi's legal--Iraq's illegal weapons programs, its attempt to hide those weapons from inspectors, and its links to terrorist groups.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Year after year, Saddam Hussein has gone to elaborate lengths, spent enormous sums, taken great risks to build and keep weapons of mass destruction. But why? The only possible explanation, the only possible use he could have for those weapons, is to dominate, intimidate, or attack.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Since September 11, our intelligence and law enforcement agencies have worked more closely than ever to track and disrupt the terrorists. The FBI is improving its ability to analyze intelligence and is transforming itself to meet new threats. Tonight I am instructing the leaders of the FBI, the CIA, the Homeland Security, and the Department of Defense to develop a Terrorist Threat Integration Center, to merge and analyze all threat information in a single location. Our government must have the very best information possible, and we will use it to make sure the right people are in the right places to protect all our citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The dictator of Iraq is not disarming. To the contrary, he is deceiving. From intelligence sources we know, for instance, that thousands of Iraqi security personnel are at work hiding documents and materials from the U. N. inspectors, sanitizing inspection sites, and monitoring the inspectors themselves. Iraqi officials accompany the inspectors in order to intimidate witnesses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Sending Americans into battle is the most profound decision a President can make. The technologies of war have changed; the risks and suffering of war have not. For the brave Americans who bear the risk, no victory is free from sorrow. This nation fights reluctantly, because we know the cost and we dread the days of mourning that always come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "During the last two years, we have seen what can be accomplished when we work together. To lift the standards of our public schools, we achieved historic education reform, which must now be carried out in every school and in every classroom so that every child in America can read and learn and succeed in life. To protect our country, we reorganized our government and created the Department of Homeland Security, which is mobilizing against the threats of a new era. To bring our economy out of recession, we delivered the largest tax relief in a generation. To insist on integrity in American business, we passed tough reforms, and we are holding corporate criminals to account.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our second goal is high quality, affordable health for all Americans. The American system of medicine is a model of skill and innovation, with a pace of discovery that is adding good years to our lives. Yet for many people, medical care costs too much, and many have no health coverage at all. These problems will not be solved with a nationalized health care system that dictates coverage and rations care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Some have said we must not act until the threat is imminent. Since when have terrorists and tyrants announced their intentions, politely putting us on notice before they strike? If this threat is permitted to fully and suddenly emerge, all actions, all words, and all recriminations would come too late. Trusting in the sanity and restraint of Saddam Hussein is not a strategy, and it is not an option.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We are working closely with other nations to prevent further attacks. America and coalition countries have uncovered and stopped terrorist conspiracies targeting the embassy in Yemen, the American embassy in Singapore, a Saudi military base, ships in the Straits of Hormuz and the Straits of Gibraltar. We've broken Al Qaeda cells in Hamburg, Milan, Madrid, London, Paris, as well as Buffalo, New York.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We must work together to fund only our most important priorities. I will send you a budget that increases discretionary spending by 4 percent next year, about as much as the average family's income is expected to grow. And that is a good benchmark for us. Federal spending should not rise any faster than the paychecks of American families.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will consult. But let there be no misunderstanding: If Saddam Hussein does not fully disarm, for the safety of our people and for the peace of the world, we will lead a coalition to disarm him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Before September 11, many in the world believed that Saddam Hussein could be contained. But chemical agents, lethal viruses, and shadowy terrorist networks are not easily contained. Imagine those 19 hijackers with other weapons and other plans, this time armed by Saddam Hussein. It would take one vial, one canister, one crate slipped into this country to bring a day of horror like none we have ever known. We will do everything in our power to make sure that that day never comes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We Americans have faith in ourselves, but not in ourselves alone. We do not know--we do not claim to know all the ways of providence, yet we can trust in them, placing our confidence in the loving God behind all of life and all of history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The qualities of courage and compassion that we strive for in America also determine our conduct abroad. The American flag stands for more than our power and our interests. Our Founders dedicated this country to the cause of human dignity, the rights of every person, and the possibilities of every life. This conviction leads us into the world to help the afflicted and defend the peace and confound the designs of evil men.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As we fight this war, we will remember where it began: Here, in our own country. This government is taking unprecedented measures to protect our people and defend our homeland. We've intensified security at the borders and ports of entry, posted more than 50,000 newly trained federal screeners in airports, begun inoculating troops and first responders against smallpox, and are deploying the nation's first early warning network of sensors to detect biological attack. And this year, for the first time, we are beginning to field a defense to protect this nation against ballistic missiles.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I am proposing that all the income-tax reductions set for 2004 and 2006 be made permanent and effective this year. And under my plan, as soon as I've signed the bill, this extra money will start showing up in workers' paychecks. Instead of gradually reducing the marriage penalty, we should do it now. Instead of slowly raising the child credit to $1,000, we should send the checks to American families now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This threat is new. America's duty is familiar. Throughout the 20th century, small groups of men seized control of great nations, built armies and arsenals, and set out to dominate the weak and intimidate the world. In each case, their ambitions of cruelty and murder had no limit. In each case, the ambitions of Hitlerism, militarism, and communism were defeated by the will of free peoples, by the strength of great alliances, and by the might of the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Seniors happy with the current Medicare system should be able to keep their coverage just the way it is. And just like you, the members of Congress, and your staffs and other federal employees, all seniors should have the choice of a health care plan that provides prescription drugs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our first goal is clear: We must have an economy that grows fast enough to employ every man and woman who seeks a job. After recession, terrorist attacks, corporate scandals, and stock market declines, our economy is recovering. Yet, it's not growing fast enough or strongly enough. With unemployment rising, our nation needs more small businesses to open, more companies to invest and expand, more employers to put up the sign that says, \"Help Wanted.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With nuclear arms or a full arsenal of chemical and biological weapons, Saddam Hussein could resume his ambitions of conquest in the Middle East and create deadly havoc in that region. And this Congress and the American people must recognize another threat. Evidence from intelligence sources, secret communications, and statements by people now in custody reveal that Saddam Hussein aids and protects terrorists, including members of Al Qaeda. Secretly and without fingerprints, he could provide one of his hidden weapons to terrorists or help them develop their own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Health care reform must begin with Medicare. Medicare is the binding commitment of a caring society. We must renew that commitment by giving seniors access to preventive medicine and new drugs that are transforming health care in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good morning. For years, America's automakers have faced serious challenges -- burdensome costs, a shrinking share of the market, and declining profits. In recent months, the global financial crisis has made these challenges even more severe. Now some U. S. auto executives say that their companies are nearing collapse -- and that the only way they can buy time to restructure is with help from the federal government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is a difficult situation that involves fundamental questions about the proper role of government. On the one hand, government has a responsibility not to undermine the private enterprise system. On the other hand, government has a responsibility to safeguard the broader health and stability of our economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This means the only way to avoid a collapse of the U. S. auto industry is for the executive branch to step in. The American people want the auto companies to succeed, and so do I. So today, I'm announcing that the federal government will grant loans to auto companies under conditions similar to those Congress considered last week.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The convergence of these factors means there's too great a risk that bankruptcy now would lead to a disorderly liquidation of American auto companies. My economic advisors believe that such a collapse would deal an unacceptably painful blow to hardworking Americans far beyond the auto industry. It would worsen a weak job market and exacerbate the financial crisis. It could send our suffering economy into a deeper and longer recession. And it would leave the next President to confront the demise of a major American industry in his first days of office.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In particular, automakers must meet conditions that experts agree are necessary for long-term viability -- including putting their retirement plans on a sustainable footing, persuading bondholders to convert their debt into capital the companies need to address immediate financial shortfalls, and making their compensation competitive with foreign automakers who have major operations in the United States. If a company fails to come up with a viable plan by March 31st, it will be required to repay its federal loans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A more responsible option is to give the auto companies an incentive to restructure outside of bankruptcy -- and a brief window in which to do it. And that is why my administration worked with Congress on a bill to provide automakers with loans to stave off bankruptcy while they develop plans for viability. This legislation earned bipartisan support from majorities in both houses of Congress.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because Congress failed to make funds available for these loans, the plan I'm announcing today will be drawn from the financial rescue package Congress approved earlier this fall. The terms of the loans will require auto companies to demonstrate how they would become viable. They must pay back all their loans to the government, and show that their firms can earn a profit and achieve a positive net worth. This restructuring will require meaningful concessions from all involved in the auto industry -- management, labor unions, creditors, bondholders, dealers, and suppliers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will use America's full diplomatic resources to rally support for Iraq from nations throughout the Middle East. Countries like Saudi Arabia, Egypt, Jordan, and the Gulf States need to understand that an American defeat in Iraq would create a new sanctuary for extremists and a strategic threat to their survival. These nations have a stake in a successful Iraq that is at peace with its neighbors, and they must step up their support for Iraq's unity government. We endorse the Iraqi government's call to finalize an International Compact that will bring new economic assistance in exchange for greater economic reform. And on Friday, Secretary Rice will leave for the region, to build support for Iraq and continue the urgent diplomacy required to help bring peace to the Middle East.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This new strategy will not yield an immediate end to suicide bombings, assassinations, or IED attacks. Our enemies in Iraq will make every effort to ensure that our television screens are filled with images of death and suffering. Yet over time, we can expect to see Iraqi troops chasing down murderers, fewer brazen acts of terror, and growing trust and cooperation from Baghdad's residents. When this happens, daily life will improve, Iraqis will gain confidence in their leaders, and the government will have the breathing space it needs to make progress in other critical areas. Most of Iraq's Sunni and Shia want to live together in peace -- and reducing the violence in Baghdad will help make reconciliation possible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The situation in Iraq is unacceptable to the American people -- and it is unacceptable to me. Our troops in Iraq have fought bravely. They have done everything we have asked them to do. Where mistakes have been made, the responsibility rests with me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I've made it clear to the Prime Minister and Iraq's other leaders that America's commitment is not open-ended. If the Iraqi government does not follow through on its promises, it will lose the support of the American people -- and it will lose the support of the Iraqi people. Now is the time to act. The Prime Minister understands this. Here is what he told his people just last week: \"The Baghdad security plan will not provide a safe haven for any outlaws, regardless of sectarian or political affiliation.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We go forward with trust that the Author of Liberty will guide us through these trying hours. Thank you and good night.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good evening. Tonight in Iraq, the Armed Forces of the United States are engaged in a struggle that will determine the direction of the global war on terror -- and our safety here at home. The new strategy I outline tonight will change America's course in Iraq, and help us succeed in the fight against terror.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To establish its authority, the Iraqi government plans to take responsibility for security in all of Iraq's provinces by November. To give every Iraqi citizen a stake in the country's economy, Iraq will pass legislation to share oil revenues among all Iraqis. To show that it is committed to delivering a better life, the Iraqi government will spend $10 billion of its own money on reconstruction and infrastructure projects that will create new jobs. To empower local leaders, Iraqis plan to hold provincial elections later this year. And to allow more Iraqis to re-enter their nation's political life, the government will reform de-Baathification laws, and establish a fair process for considering amendments to Iraq's constitution.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our past efforts to secure Baghdad failed for two principal reasons: There were not enough Iraqi and American troops to secure neighborhoods that had been cleared of terrorists and insurgents. And there were too many restrictions on the troops we did have. Our military commanders reviewed the new Iraqi plan to ensure that it addressed these mistakes. They report that it does. They also report that this plan can work.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Acting on the good advice of Senator Joe Lieberman and other key members of Congress, we will form a new, bipartisan working group that will help us come together across party lines to win the war on terror. This group will meet regularly with me and my administration; it will help strengthen our relationship with Congress. We can begin by working together to increase the size of the active Army and Marine Corps, so that America has the Armed Forces we need for the 21st century. We also need to examine ways to mobilize talented American civilians to deploy overseas, where they can help build democratic institutions in communities and nations recovering from war and tyranny.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The changes I have outlined tonight are aimed at ensuring the survival of a young democracy that is fighting for its life in a part of the world of enormous importance to American security. Let me be clear: The terrorists and insurgents in Iraq are without conscience, and they will make the year ahead bloody and violent. Even if our new strategy works exactly as planned, deadly acts of violence will continue -- and we must expect more Iraqi and American casualties. The question is whether our new strategy will bring us closer to success. I believe that it will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A successful strategy for Iraq goes beyond military operations. Ordinary Iraqi citizens must see that military operations are accompanied by visible improvements in their neighborhoods and communities. So America will hold the Iraqi government to the benchmarks it has announced.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Each day, law enforcement personnel and intelligence officers are tracking terrorist threats; analysts are examining airline passenger lists; the men and women of our new Homeland Security Department are patrolling our coasts and borders. And their vigilance is protecting America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because of American leadership and resolve, the world is changing for the better. Last month, the leader of Libya voluntarily pledged to disclose and dismantle all of his regime's weapons of mass destruction programs, including a uranium enrichment project for nuclear weapons. Colonel Qadhafi correctly judged that his country would be better off and far more secure without weapons of mass murder.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We've not come all this way, through tragedy and trial and war, only to falter and leave our work unfinished. Americans are rising to the tasks of history, and they expect the same from us. In their efforts, their enterprise, and their character, the American people are showing that the state of our Union is confident and strong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans are proving once again to be the hardest working people in the world. The American economy is growing stronger. The tax relief you passed is working.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In two weeks, I will send you a budget that funds the war, protects the homeland, and meets important domestic needs while limiting the growth in discretionary spending to less than four percent. This will require that Congress focus on priorities, cut wasteful spending, and be wise with the people's money. By doing so, we can cut the deficit in half over the next five years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To help children make right choices, they need good examples. Athletics play such an important role in our society, but unfortunately, some in professional sports are not setting much of an example. The use of performance-enhancing drugs like steroids in baseball, football, and other sports is dangerous, and it sends the wrong message, that there are shortcuts to accomplishment and that performance is more important than character. So tonight I call on team owners, union representatives, coaches, and players to take the lead, to send the right signal, to get tough, and to get rid of steroids now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When I came to this rostrum on September 20, 2001, I brought the police shield of a fallen officer, my reminder of lives that ended and a task that does not end. I gave to you and to all Americans my complete commitment to securing our country and defeating our enemies. And this pledge, given by one, has been kept by many.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Key provisions of the PATRIOT Act are set to expire next year. The terrorist threat will not expire on that schedule. Our law enforcement needs this vital legislation to protect our citizens. You need to renew the PATRIOT Act.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In January of 2006, seniors can get prescription drug coverage under Medicare. For a monthly premium of about $35, most seniors who do not have that coverage today can expect to see their drug bills cut roughly in half. Under this reform, senior citizens will be able to keep their Medicare just as it is, or they can choose a Medicare plan that fits them best, just as you, as Members of Congress, can choose an insurance plan that meets your needs. And starting this year, millions of Americans will be able to save money tax-free for their medical expenses in a health savings account.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight I also ask you to reform our immigration laws so they reflect our values and benefit our economy. I propose a new temporary worker program to match willing foreign workers with willing employers when no Americans can be found to fill the job. This reform will be good for our economy because employers will find needed workers in an honest and orderly system. A temporary worker program will help protect our homeland, allowing Border Patrol and law enforcement to focus on true threats to our national security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My administration is promoting free and fair trade to open up new markets for America's entrepreneurs and manufacturers and farmers, to create jobs for American workers. Younger workers should have the opportunity to build a nest egg by saving part of their Social Security taxes in a personal retirement account. We should make the Social Security system a source of ownership for the American people. And we should limit the burden of government on this economy by acting as good stewards of taxpayers' dollars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America is a nation with a mission, and that mission comes from our most basic beliefs. We have no desire to dominate, no ambitions of empire. Our aim is a democratic peace, a peace founded upon the dignity and rights of every man and woman. America acts in this cause with friends and allies at our side, yet we understand our special calling: This great Republic will lead the cause of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Activist judges, however, have begun redefining marriage by court order, without regard for the will of the people and their elected representatives. On an issue of such great consequence, the people's voice must be heard. If judges insist on forcing their arbitrary will upon the people, the only alternative left to the people would be the constitutional process. Our nation must defend the sanctity of marriage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Starting this year, under the law you passed, seniors can choose to receive a drug discount card, saving them 10 to 25 percent off the retail price of most prescription drugs, and millions of low-income seniors can get an additional $600 to buy medicine. Beginning next year, seniors will have new coverage for preventive screenings against diabetes and heart disease, and seniors just entering Medicare can receive wellness exams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The outcome of this debate is important, and so is the way we conduct it. The same moral tradition that defines marriage also teaches that each individual has dignity and value in God's sight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Inside the United States, where the war began, we must continue to give our homeland security and law enforcement personnel every tool they need to defend us. And one of those essential tools is the PATRIOT Act, which allows federal law enforcement to better share information to track terrorists, to disrupt their cells, and to seize their assets. For years, we have used similar provisions to catch embezzlers and drug traffickers. If these methods are good for hunting criminals, they are even more important for hunting terrorists.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Decisions children now make can affect their health and character for the rest of their lives. All of us, parents and schools and government, must work together to counter the negative influence of the culture and to send the right messages to our children.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight, Ashley, your message to our troops has just been conveyed. And yes, you have some duties yourself: Study hard in school; listen to your mom or dad; help someone in need; and when you and your friends see a man or woman in uniform, say, \"Thank you.\" And Ashley, while you do your part, all of us here in this great chamber will do our best to keep you and the rest of America safe and free.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Meeting these goals requires bipartisan effort, and two months ago, you showed the way. By strengthening Medicare and adding a prescription drug benefit, you kept a basic commitment to our seniors. You are giving them the modern medicine they deserve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Different threats require different strategies. Along with nations in the region, we're insisting that North Korea eliminate its nuclear program. America and the international community are demanding that Iran meet its commitments and not develop nuclear weapons. America is committed to keeping the world's most dangerous weapons out of the hands of the most dangerous regimes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "By Executive Order, I have opened billions of dollars in grant money to competition that includes faith-based charities. Tonight I ask you to codify this into law, so people of faith can know that the law will never discriminate against them again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The work of building a new Iraq is hard, and it is right. And America has always been willing to do what it takes for what is right. Last January, Iraq's only law was the whim of one brutal man. Today, our coalition is working with the Iraqi Governing Council to draft a basic law with a bill of rights. We're working with Iraqis and the United Nations to prepare for a transition to full Iraqi sovereignty by the end of June.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Month by month, Iraqis are assuming more responsibility for their own security and their own future. And tonight we are honored to welcome one of Iraq's most respected leaders, the current President of the Iraqi Governing Council, Adnan Pachachi.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Many of our troops are listening tonight, and I want you and your families to know: America is proud of you. And my administration and this Congress will give you the resources you need to fight and win the war on terror.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As part of the offensive against terror, we are also confronting the regimes that harbor and support terrorists and could supply them with nuclear, chemical, or biological weapons. The United States and our allies are determined: We refuse to live in the shadow of this ultimate danger.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As democracy takes hold in Iraq, the enemies of freedom will do all in their power to spread violence and fear. They are trying to shake the will of our country and our friends, but the United States of America will never be intimidated by thugs and assassins. The killers will fail, and the Iraqi people will live in freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today is a great day for America. It is the first major achievement of a new era, an era of steady cooperation. And more achievements are ahead. I thank the Members of Congress in both parties who made today possible. Together, we will lead our country to new progress and new possibilities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Across the board tax relief does not happen often in Washington, DC. In fact, since World War II, it has happened only twice: President Kennedy's tax cut in the sixties and President Reagan's tax cuts in the 1980s. And now it's happening for the third time, and it's about time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Laura, thank you very much for being here on this historic moment. Mr. Vice President, Secretary O'Neill, Director Daniels, Secretary Evans and Chao are here, as well. Secretary Abraham, Administrator Christine Todd Whitman, Members of the United States Senate, Members of the House of Representatives, fellow Americans, welcome.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tax relief is a great achievement for the American people. Tax relief is the first achievement produced by the new tone in Washington, and it was produced in record time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With us today are 15 of the many families I met as I toured our country making the case for tax relief--hard-working Americans. I was able to talk about their stories and their struggles and their hopes, which made the case for tax relief much stronger than my words could possible convey. And I want to thank you all for coming.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The message we send today: It's up to the American people; it's the American people's choice. We recognize, loud and clear, the surplus is not the Government's money. The surplus is the people's money, and we ought to trust them with their own money.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This tax relief plan is principled. We cut taxes for every income-tax payer. We target nobody in; we target nobody out. And tax relief is now on the way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you. Sit down. Behave yourself. You're at the White House.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tax relief expands individual freedom. The money we return, or don't take in the first place, can be saved for a child's education, spent on family needs, invested in a home or in a business or a mutual fund or used to reduce personal debt.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And, today, we are called to defend freedom against ruthless enemies. And, once again, we need steadfastness, courage and hope. The war against terror will be long. And as George Marshall so clearly understood, it will not be enough to make the world safer. We must also work to make the world better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And these hopes are universal in every country and in every country -- in every culture. Men and women everywhere want to live in dignity to create and build and own, to raise their children in peace and security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America has a much greater purpose than just eliminating threats and containing resentment, because we believe in the dignity and value of every individual. America seeks hope and opportunity for all people in all cultures. And that is why we're helping to rebuild Afghanistan. And that is why we've launched a new compact for development for the Millennium Challenge Account. And that is why we work for free trade, to lift people out of poverty throughout the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Secretary of State Colin Powell was in the ROTC at City College of New York, an experience that helped set the course of his life. In his own words, he said this, \"The order, the self-discipline, the pride that had been instilled in me by our ROTC prepared me well for my Army career or, for that matter, any career I might have chosen.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "By helping to build an Afghanistan that is free from this evil and is a better place in which to live, we are working in the best traditions of George Marshall. Marshall knew that our military victory against enemies in World War II had to be followed by a moral victory that resulted in better lives for individual human beings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The Egyptians and Jordanians and Saudis have helped in the wider war on terrorism. And they must help confront terrorism in the Middle East. All parties have a responsibility to stop funding or inciting terror. And all parties must say clearly that a murderer is not a martyr; he or she is just a murderer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Yet, it's important for Americans to know this war will not be quick and this war will not be easy. The first phase of our military operation was in Afghanistan, where our armed forces continue to perform with bravery and with skill. You've got to understand that as we routed out the Taliban, they weren't sent in to conquer; they were sent in to liberate. And they succeeded. And our military makes us proud.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And, finally, the civilized world faces a grave threat from weapons of mass destruction. A small number of outlaw regimes today possess and are developing chemical and biological and nuclear weapons. They're building missiles to deliver them, and at the same time cultivating ties to terrorist groups. In their threat to peace, in their mad ambitions, in their destructive potential and in the repression of their own people, these regimes constitute an axis of evil and the world must confront them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The way to a peaceful future can be found in the non-negotiable demands of human dignity. Dignity requires the rule of law, limits on the power of the state, respect for women, private property, equal justice, religious tolerance. No nation owns these principles. No nation is exempt from them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And in the Middle East, where acts of terror have triggered mounting violence, all parties have a choice to make. Every leader, every state must choose between two separate paths: the path of peace or the path of terror. In the stricken faces of mothers, Palestinian mothers and Israeli mothers, the entire world is witnessing the agonizing cost of this conflict. Now, every nation and every leader in the region must work to end terror.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "All parties have responsibilities. These responsibilities are not easy, but they're clear. And Secretary of State Powell is helping make them clear. I want to thank Secretary Powell for his hard work at a difficult task. He returns home having made progress towards peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We know that true peace will only be achieved when we give the Afghan people the means to achieve their own aspirations. Peace -- peace will be achieved by helping Afghanistan develop its own stable government. Peace will be achieved by helping Afghanistan train and develop its own national army. And peace will be achieved through an education system for boys and girls which works.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Sixty years ago, few would have predicted the triumph of these values in Germany and Japan. Fifteen years ago, few would have predicted the advance of these values in Russia. Yet, Americans are not surprised. We know that the demands of human dignity are written in every heart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "After 1945, the United States of America was the only nation in the world strong enough to help rebuild a Europe and a Japan that had been decimated by World War II. Today, our former enemies are our friends. And Europe and Japan are strong partners in the rebuilding of Afghanistan.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the days just after September the 11th, I told the American people that this would be a different war, fought on many fronts. Today, around the world, we make progress on the many fronts. In some cases, we use military force. In others, we're fighting through diplomacy, financial pressure, or special operations. In every case, we will defeat the threats against our country and the civilized world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America, along with other nations, will oppose the proliferation of dangerous weapons and technologies. We will proceed with missile defenses to protect the American people, our troops and our friends and allies. And America will take the necessary action to oppose emerging threats.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our international coalition against these killers is strong and united and acting. European nations have frozen almost $50 million in suspected terrorist assets, and that's important. Many European states are taking aggressive and effective law enforcement action to join us in rounding up these terrorists and their cells. We're making good progress.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the United States of America, the terrorists have chosen a foe unlike they have any -- they have never faced before. They've never faced a country like ours before: we're tough, we're determined, we're relentless. We will stay until the mission is done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The demands have a power and momentum of their own, defying all pessimism. And they are destined to change lives and nations on every continent. America has acted on these hopes throughout our history. General George Marshall is admired for the war he fought, yet best remembered for the peace he secured.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The battles in Afghanistan are not over. American and allied troops are taking risks today in what we call Operation Mountain Lion -- hunting down the al Qaeda and Taliban forces, and keeping them on the run. Coalition naval forces, in the largest combined flotilla since World War II, are patrolling escape routes and intercepting ships to search for terrorists and their supplies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Well, thank you all very much for that warm welcome. General Meyer, thank you. General Bunting and General Casey, Secretary Marsh, Congressman Goodlatte, Albert Beveridge, members of the Corps of Cadets, distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We're working with Yemen's government to prevent terrorists from reassembling there. We sent troops to help train local forces in the Philippines, to help them defeat terrorists trying to establish a militant regime. And in the Republic of Georgia, we provide temporary help to its military, as it routes out a terrorist cell near the Russian border. Wherever global terror threatens the civilized world, we and our friends and our allies will respond and will respond decisively.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans should also expect that it will take some time for this legislation to have its full impact on our economy. Exercising the authorities in this bill in a responsible way will require a careful analysis and deliberation. This will be done as expeditiously as possible, but it cannot be accomplished overnight. We'll take the time necessary to design an effective program that achieves its objectives -- and does not waste taxpayer dollars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Taken together, these steps represent decisive action to ease the credit crunch that is now threatening our economy. With a smoother flow of credit, more businesses will be able to stock their shelves and meet their payrolls. More families will be able to get loans for cars and homes and college education. More state and local governments will be able to fund basic services.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "By coming together on this legislation, we have acted boldly to help prevent the crisis on Wall Street from becoming a crisis in communities across our country. We have shown the world that the United States of America will stabilize our financial markets and maintain a leading role in the global economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our economy continues to face serious challenges. This morning, we learned that America lost jobs again in September -- disappointing news that underscores the urgency of the bill that Congress passed today. It will take more time and determined effort to get through this difficult period. But with confidence and leadership and bipartisan cooperation, we'll overcome the challenges we face, return our nation to a path of growth, and job creation, and long-term economic prosperity. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Once we have funded our national security and our homeland security, the final great priority of my budget is economic security for the American people. To achieve these great national objectives--to win the war, protect the homeland, and revitalize our economy--our budget will run a deficit that will be small and short term, so long as Congress restrains spending and acts in a fiscally responsible manner. We have clear priorities, and we must act at home with the same purpose and resolve we have shown overseas. We'll prevail in the war, and we will defeat this recession.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Homeland security will make America not only stronger but, in many ways, better. Knowledge gained from bioterrorism research will improve public health. Stronger police and fire departments will mean safer neighborhoods. Stricter border enforcement will help combat illegal drugs. And as government works to better secure our homeland, America will continue to depend on the eyes and ears of alert citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "States like these and their terrorist allies constitute an axis of evil, arming to threaten the peace of the world. By seeking weapons of mass destruction, these regimes pose a grave and growing danger. They could provide these arms to terrorists, giving them the means to match their hatred. They could attack our allies or attempt to blackmail the United States. In any of these cases, the price of indifference would be catastrophic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We'll be deliberate; yet, time is not on our side. I will not wait on events while dangers gather. I will not stand by as peril draws closer and closer. The United States of America will not permit the world's most dangerous regimes to threaten us with the world's most destructive weapons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our cause is just, and it continues. Our discoveries in Afghanistan confirmed our worst fears and showed us the true scope of the task ahead. We have seen the depth of our enemies' hatred in videos where they laugh about the loss of innocent life. And the depth of their hatred is equaled by the madness of the destruction they design. We have found diagrams of American nuclear powerplants and public water facilities, detailed instructions for making chemical weapons, surveillance maps of American cities, and thorough descriptions of landmarks in America and throughout the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My budget nearly doubles funding for a sustained strategy of homeland security, focused on four key areas: bioterrorism, emergency response, airport and border security, and improved intelligence. We will develop vaccines to fight anthrax and other deadly diseases. We'll increase funding to help states and communities train and equip our heroic police and firefighters. We will improve intelligence collection and sharing, expand patrols at our borders, strengthen the security of air travel, and use technology to track the arrivals and departures of visitors to the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "One purpose of the USA Freedom Corps will be homeland security. America needs retired doctors and nurses who can be mobilized in major emergencies, volunteers to help police and fire departments, transportation and utility workers well-trained in spotting danger.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We last met in an hour of shock and suffering. In four short months, our nation has comforted the victims, begun to rebuild New York and the Pentagon, rallied a great coalition, captured, arrested, and rid the world of thousands of terrorists, destroyed Afghanistan's terrorist training camps, saved a people from starvation, and freed a country from brutal oppression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As we gather tonight, our nation is at war; our economy is in recession; and the civilized world faces unprecedented dangers. Yet, the state of our Union has never been stronger.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thanks to the work of our law enforcement officials and coalition partners, hundreds of terrorists have been arrested. Yet, tens of thousands of trained terrorists are still at large. These enemies view the entire world as a battlefield, and we must pursue them wherever they are. So long as training camps operate, so long as nations harbor terrorists, freedom is at risk. And America and our allies must not and will not allow it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "During these last few months, I've been humbled and privileged to see the true character of this country in a time of testing. Our enemies believed America was weak and materialistic, that we would splinter in fear and selfishness. They were as wrong as they are evil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The way out of this recession, the way to create jobs, is to grow the economy by encouraging investment in factories and equipment and by speeding up tax relief so people have more money to spend. For the sake of American workers, let's pass a stimulus package.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our second goal is to prevent regimes that sponsor terror from threatening America or our friends and allies with weapons of mass destruction. Some of these regimes have been pretty quiet since September 11, but we know their true nature.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our progress is a tribute to the spirit of the Afghan people, to the resolve of our coalition, and to the might of the United States military. When I called our troops into action, I did so with complete confidence in their courage and skill. And tonight, thanks to them, we are winning the war on terror. The men and women of our armed forces have delivered a message now clear to every enemy of the United States: Even 7,000 miles away, across oceans and continents, on mountaintops and in caves, you will not escape the justice of this nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans know economic security can vanish in an instant without health security. I ask Congress to join me this year to enact a patients' bill of rights, to give uninsured workers credits to help buy health coverage, to approve an historic increase in the spending for veterans' health, and to give seniors a sound and modern Medicare system that includes coverage for prescription drugs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Retirement security also depends upon keeping the commitments of Social Security, and we will. We must make Social Security financially stable and allow personal retirement accounts for younger workers who choose them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In a single instant, we realized that this will be a decisive decade in the history of liberty, that we've been called to a unique role in human events. Rarely has the world faced a choice more clear or consequential.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you very much. Mr. Speaker, Vice President Cheney, members of Congress, distinguished guests, fellow citizens:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "For too long our culture has said, \"If it feels good, do it.\" Now America is embracing a new ethic and a new creed, \"Let's roll.\" In the sacrifice of soldiers, the fierce brotherhood of firefighters, and the bravery and generosity of ordinary citizens, we have glimpsed what a new culture of responsibility could look like. We want to be a nation that serves goals larger than self. We've been offered a unique opportunity, and we must not let this moment pass.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It costs a lot to fight this war. We have spent more than $1 billion a month, over $30 million a day, and we must be prepared for future operations. Afghanistan proved that expensive precision weapons defeat the enemy and spare innocent lives, and we need more of them. We need to replace aging aircraft and make our military more agile to put our troops anywhere in the world quickly and safely. Our men and women in uniform deserve the best weapons, the best equipment, the best training, and they also deserve another pay raise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The next priority of my budget is to do everything possible to protect our citizens and strengthen our nation against the ongoing threat of another attack. Time and distance from the events of September 11 will not make us safer unless we act on its lessons. America is no longer protected by vast oceans. We are protected from attack only by vigorous action abroad and increased vigilance at home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "For many Americans, these four months have brought sorrow and pain that will never completely go away. Every day a retired firefighter returns to Ground Zero to feel closer to his two sons who died there. At a memorial in New York, a little boy left his football with a note for his lost father: \"Dear Daddy, please take this to heaven. I don't want to play football until I can play with you again some day.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Members, you and I will work together in the months ahead on other issues: productive farm policy; a cleaner environment; broader homeownership, especially among minorities; and ways to encourage the good work of charities and faith-based groups. I ask you to join me on these important domestic issues in the same spirit of cooperation we've applied to our war against terrorism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good jobs depend on sound tax policy. Last year, some in this hall thought my tax relief plan was too small; some thought it was too big. But when the checks arrived in the mail, most Americans thought tax relief was just about right. Congress listened to the people and responded by reducing tax rates, doubling the child credit, and ending the death tax. For the sake of long-term growth and to help Americans plan for the future, let's make these tax cuts permanent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "No nation owns these aspirations, and no nation is exempt from them. We have no intention of imposing our culture. But America will always stand firm for the nonnegotiable demands of human dignity: the rule of law; limits on the power of the state; respect for women; private property; free speech; equal justice; and religious tolerance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Last month, at the grave of her husband, Micheal, a CIA officer and marine who died in Mazar-e-Sharif, Shannon Spann said these words of farewell, \"Semper Fi, my love.\" Shannon is with us tonight. Shannon, I assure you and all who have lost a loved one that our cause is just, and our country will never forget the debt we owe Micheal and all who gave their lives for freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Americans who have lost their jobs need our help, and I support extending unemployment benefits and direct assistance for health care coverage. Yet, American workers want more than unemployment checks; they want a steady paycheck. When America works, America prospers, so my economic security plan can be summed up in one word: jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My call tonight is for every American to commit at least two years, 4,000 hours over the rest of your lifetime, to the service of your neighbors and your nation. Many are already serving, and I thank you. If you aren't sure how to help, I've got a good place to start. To sustain and extend the best that has emerged in America, I invite you to join the new USA Freedom Corps. The Freedom Corps will focus on three areas of need: responding in case of crisis at home; rebuilding our communities; and extending American compassion throughout the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Steadfast in our purpose, we now press on. We have known freedom's price. We have shown freedom's power. And in this great conflict, my fellow Americans, we will see freedom's victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our nation will continue to be steadfast and patient and persistent in the pursuit of two great objectives. First, we will shut down terrorist camps, disrupt terrorist plans, and bring terrorists to justice. And second, we must prevent the terrorists and regimes who seek chemical, biological, or nuclear weapons from threatening the United States and the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good jobs also depend on reliable and affordable energy. This Congress must act to encourage conservation, promote technology, build infrastructure, and it must act to increase energy production at home so America is less dependent on foreign oil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our enemies send other people's children on missions of suicide and murder. They embrace tyranny and death as a cause and a creed. We stand for a different choice, made long ago on the day of our founding. We affirm it again today. We choose freedom and the dignity of every life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "While the most visible military action is in Afghanistan, America is acting elsewhere. We now have troops in the Philippines, helping to train that country's armed forces to go after terrorist cells that have executed an American and still hold hostages. Our soldiers, working with the Bosnian government, seized terrorists who were plotting to bomb our embassy. Our Navy is patrolling the coast of Africa to block the shipment of weapons and the establishment of terrorist camps in Somalia.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our first priority must always be the security of our nation, and that will be reflected in the budget I send to Congress. My budget supports three great goals for America: We will win this war; we will protect our homeland; and we will revive our economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "None of us would ever wish the evil that was done on September 11. Yet, after America was attacked, it was as if our entire country looked into a mirror and saw our better selves. We were reminded that we are citizens with obligations to each other, to our country, and to history. We began to think less of the goods we can accumulate and more about the good we can do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On my orders, coalition forces have begun striking selected targets of military importance to undermine Saddam Hussein's ability to wage war. These are opening stages of what will be a broad and concerted campaign. More than 35 countries are giving crucial support -- from the use of naval and air bases, to help with intelligence and logistics, to the deployment of combat units. Every nation in this coalition has chosen to bear the duty and share the honor of serving in our common defense.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We come to Iraq with respect for its citizens, for their great civilization and for the religious faiths they practice. We have no ambition in Iraq, except to remove a threat and restore control of that country to its own people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I know that the families of our military are praying that all those who serve will return safely and soon. Millions of Americans are praying with you for the safety of your loved ones and for the protection of the innocent. For your sacrifice, you have the gratitude and respect of the American people. And you can know that our forces will be coming home as soon as their work is done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My fellow citizens, the dangers to our country and the world will be overcome. We will pass through this time of peril and carry on the work of peace. We will defend our freedom. We will bring freedom to others and we will prevail.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I want Americans and all the world to know that coalition forces will make every effort to spare innocent civilians from harm. A campaign on the harsh terrain of a nation as large as California could be longer and more difficult than some predict. And helping Iraqis achieve a united, stable and free country will require our sustained commitment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We're seeing similar results all across the southern border. The number of people apprehended for illegally crossing our southern border is down by nearly 30 percent this year. We're making progress. And thanks for your hard work. It's hard work, but necessary work.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We more than doubled the funding for border security since I've been the President. In other words, it's one thing to hear people come down here and talk; it's another thing for people to come down and do what they say they're going to do. And I want to thank Congress for working on this issue. The funding is increasing manpower. The additional funding is increasing infrastructure, and it's increasing technology.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I appreciate so very much Senator Jon Kyl. Kyl is one of the most respected United States senators and I'm proud to be with him today -- and glad to give him a ride back to Washington, I might add.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I had the privilege of going to Artesia, New Mexico, to the training center. It was a fantastic experience to see the young cadets getting ready to come and wear the green of the Border Patrol. By the time we're through, we will have doubled the size of the Border Patrol. In other words, you can't do the job the American people expect unless you got enough manpower, and we're increasing the manpower down here.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And, therefore, we need to work together to come up with a practical solution to this problem, and I know people in Congress are working hard on this issue. Illegal immigrants who have roots in our country and want to stay should have to pay a meaningful penalty for breaking the law, and pay their taxes, and learn the English language, and show work -- show that they've worked in a job for a number of years. People who meet a reasonable number of conditions and pay a penalty of time and money should be able to apply for citizenship. But approval would not be automatic, and they would have to wait in line behind those who played by the rules and followed the law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I had the chance to visit with some of the Guard, and Mr. Mayor, you'll be pleased to hear they like being down here in Yuma, Arizona. They like the people, and they like the mission. More than 600 members of the Guard are serving here in the Yuma Sector. And I thank the Guard, and, equally importantly, I thank their families for standing by the men and women who wear the uniform during this particular mission. You email them back home and tell them how much I appreciate the fact they're standing by you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The third element of a comprehensive reform is to hold employers accountable for the workers they hire. In other words, if you want to make sure that we've got a system in which people are not violating the law, then you've got to make sure we hold people to account, like employers. Enforcing immigration is a vital part of any successful reform. And so Chertoff and his department are cracking down on employers who knowingly violate the law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It's a problem and we need to address it aggressively. This problem has been growing for decades, and past efforts to address it have failed. These failures helped create a perception that America was not serious about enforcing our immigration laws and that they could be broken without consequence. Past efforts at reform did not do enough to secure our nation's borders. As a result, many people have been able to sneak into this country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It is impractical to take the position that, oh, we'll just find the 11 million or 12 million people and send them home. It's just an impractical position; it's not going to work. It may sound good. It may make nice sound bite news. It won't happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This new technology is really important to basically leverage the manpower. Whether it be the technology of surveillance and communication, we're going to make sure the agents have got what is necessary to be able to establish a common picture and get information out to the field as quickly as possible so that those 18,000 agents, when they're finally on station, can do the job the American people expect.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Now, most of the people we apprehend down here are from Mexico. About 85 percent of the illegal immigrants caught crossing into -- crossing this border are Mexicans -- crossing the southern border are Mexicans. And they're sent home within 24 hours. It's the illegal immigrants from other countries that are not that easy to send home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I appreciate what Colburn said -- he puts it this way, they're watching -- \"They see us watching them,\" that's what he said, \"and they have decided they just can't get across.\" And that's part of the effort we're doing. We're saying we're going to make it harder for you, so don't try in the first place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The Border Patrol is really an important agency. I know some people are wondering whether or not it makes sense to join the Border Patrol. My answer is, I've gotten to know the Border Patrol, I know the people serving in this fine agency -- I would strongly urge our fellow citizens to take a look at this profession. You're outdoors, you're working with good people, and you're making a solid contribution to the United States of America. And I want to thank you all for wearing the uniform and doing the tough work necessary, the work that the American people expect you to do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "But not only are there coyotes smuggling people in, there are document forgers that are making a living off these people. So, in other words, people may want to comply with the law, but it's very difficult at times to verify the legal status of their employees. And so to make the work site enforcement practical on a larger scale, we have got to issue a tamper-proof identification card for legal foreign workers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We must create a better system for employers to verify the he legality of the workers. In other words, we got work to do. And part of a comprehensive bill is to make sure work site enforcement is effective.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We've worked with our nation's governors to deploy 6,000 National Guard members to provide the Border Patrol with immediate reinforcements. In other words, it takes time to train the Border Patrol, and until they're fully trained, we've asked the Guard to come down. It's called Operation Jump Start, and the Guard down here is serving nobly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Last May, I visited this section of the border, and it was then that I talked about the need for our government to give you the manpower and resources you need to do your job. We were understaffed here. We weren't using enough technology to enable those who work here to be able to do the job the American people expect. I Returned to check on the progress, to make sure that the check wasn't in the mail -- it, in fact, had been delivered.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I appreciate members of the congressional delegation who have joined us: John Shadegg; Jeff Flake -- from Snowflake, Arizona, I want you to know -- and I appreciate you working on this immigration issue; Congressman Trent Franks, and Congressman Harry Mitchell. I appreciate you all taking time for being with me here today, it means a lot that you'd come.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The second element of a comprehensive immigration reform is a temporary worker program. You cannot fully secure the border until we take pressure off the border. And that requires a temporary worker program. It seems to make sense to me that if you've got people coming here to do jobs Americans aren't doing, we need to figure out a way that they can do so in a legal basis for a temporary period of time. And that way our Border Patrol can chase the criminals and the drug runners, potential terrorists, and not have to try to chase people who are coming here to do work Americans are not doing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My administration understood that America could not retreat in the face of terror. And we knew that if we did not act, the violence that had been consuming Iraq would worsen and spread and could eventually reach genocidal levels. Baghdad could have disintegrated into a contagion of killing, and Iraq could have descended into full-blown sectarian warfare.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Five years into this battle, there is an understandable debate over whether the war was worth fighting; whether the fight is worth winning; and whether we can win it. The answers are clear to me: Removing Saddam Hussein from power was the right decision, and this is a fight America can and must win.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The battle in Iraq has been longer and harder and more costly than we anticipated, but it is a fight we must win. So our troops have engaged these enemies with courage and determination. And as they've battled the terrorists and extremists in Iraq, they have helped the Iraqi people reclaim their nation and helped a young democracy rise from the rubble of Saddam Hussein's tyranny.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The challenge in this period ahead is to consolidate the gains we have made and seal the extremists' defeat. We have learned through hard experience what happens when we pull our forces back too fast; the terrorists and extremists step in, they fill vacuums, establish safe havens, and use them to spread chaos and carnage. General Petraeus has warned that too fast a drawdown could result in such an unraveling with Al Qaida and insurgents and militia extremists regaining lost ground and increasing violence.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As we have fought Al Qaida, coalition and Iraqi forces have also taken the fight to Shi'a extremist groups, many of them backed and financed and armed by Iran. A year ago, these groups were on the rise. Today, they are increasingly isolated, and Iraqis of all faiths are putting their lives on the line to stop these extremists from hijacking their young democracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We will stay on the offense. But in the long run, defeating the terrorists requires an alternative to their murderous ideology. And there we have another advantage. We've got a singular advantage with our military when it comes to finding the terrorists and bringing them to justice. And we have another advantage in our strong belief in the transformative power of liberty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thank you all. Deputy Secretary England, thanks for the introduction. One boss may not be here, but the other one is. I appreciate your kind words. I'm pleased to be back here with the men and women of the Defense Department.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When Americans like Spanky Gibson serve on our side, the enemy in Iraq doesn't got a chance. We're grateful to all the brave men and women of our military who have served the cause of freedom. You've done the hard work, far from home and far from your loved ones. We give thanks for all our military families who love you and have supported you in this mission.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On this day in 2003, the United States began Operation Iraqi Freedom. As the campaign unfolded, tens and thousands of our troops poured across the Iraqi border to liberate the Iraqi people and remove a regime that threatened free nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Successes we are seeing in Iraq are undeniable, yet some in Washington still call for retreat. War critics can no longer credibly argue that we're losing in Iraq, so they now argue the war costs too much. In recent months, we've heard exaggerated amounts of the costs of this war. No one are--would argue that this war has not come at a high cost in lives and treasure; but those costs are necessary when we consider the cost of a strategic victory for our enemies in Iraq.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Next month, General Petraeus and Ambassador Crocker will come to Washington to testify before Congress. I will await their recommendations before making decisions on our troop levels in Iraq. Any further drawdown will be based on conditions on the ground and the recommendations of our commanders. And they must not jeopardize the hard-fought gains our troops and civilians have made over the past year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To allow this to happen would be to ignore the lessons of September the 11th and make it more likely that America would suffer another attack like the one we experienced that day; a day in which 19 armed men with box cutters killed nearly 3,000 people in our--on our soil; a day after which, in the following of that attack, more than a million Americans lost work, lost their jobs. The terrorists intend even greater harm to our country. And we have no greater responsibility than to defeat our enemies across the world so that they cannot carry out such an attack.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Along the way, our troops added new chapters to the story of American military heroism. During these first weeks of battle, Army Sergeant First Class Paul Ray Smith and his troops came under a surprise attack by about a hundred Republican Guard forces. Sergeant Smith rallied his men. He led a counterattack, killing as many as 50 enemy soldiers before being fatally wounded. His actions saved the lives of more than a hundred American troops and earned him the Medal of Honor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "So we reviewed the strategy and changed course in Iraq. We sent reinforcements into the country in a dramatic policy shift that is now known as the surge. General David Petraeus took command with a new mission: Work with Iraqi forces to protect the Iraqi people; pressure the enemy into strongholds; and deny the terrorists sanctuary anywhere in the country. And that is precisely what we have done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "If we were to allow our enemies to prevail in Iraq, the violence that is now declining would accelerate, and Iraq would descend into chaos. Al Qaida would regain its lost sanctuaries and establish new ones, fomenting violence and terror that could spread beyond Iraq's borders, with serious consequences for the world's economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "What our troops found in Iraq following Saddam's removal was horrifying. They uncovered children's prisons and torture chambers and rape rooms where Iraqi women were violated in front of their families. They found videos showing regime thugs mutilating Iraqis deemed disloyal to Saddam. And across the Iraqi countryside, they uncovered mass graves of thousands executed by the regime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As our coalition fights the enemy in Iraq, we've stayed on the offensive on other fronts in the war on terror. You know, just a few weeks after commencing Operation Iraqi Freedom, U. S. forces captured Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, the mastermind behind the September the 11th terrorist attacks; we got him in Pakistan. About the same time as we launched Operation Iraqi Freedom, coalition forces thousands of--hundreds of miles away launched an assault on the terrorists in the mountains of southern Afghanistan in an operation called Operation Valiant Strike.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This bill passed the Congress because of the strong leadership of a handful of members, starting with the Speaker of the House Denny Hastert. Mr. Speaker -- Mr. Speaker was joined by Senator Bill Frist, the Senate Majority Leader of the Senate, in providing the leadership necessary to get this bill done. I want to thank you both.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Medicare is a great achievement of a compassionate government and it is a basic trust we honor. Medicare has spared millions of seniors from needless hardship. Each generation benefits from Medicare. Each generation has a duty to strengthen Medicare. And this generation is fulfilling our duty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The new law offers special help to one-third of older Americans will low incomes, such as a senior couple with low savings and an annual income of about $18,000 or less. These seniors will pay little or no premium for full drug coverage. Their deductible will be no higher than $50 per year, and their co-payment on each prescription will be as little as $1. Seniors in the greatest need will have the greatest help under the modernized Medicare system.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "First and foremost, this new law will provide Medicare coverage for prescription drugs. Medicare was enacted to provide seniors with the latest in modern medicine. In 1965, that usually meant house calls, or operations, or long hospital stays. Today, modern medicine includes out-patient care, disease screenings, and prescription drugs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I appreciate the hard work of the House Majority Leader, Tom DeLay, in seeing that this bill was passed. I also appreciate the hard work of the Chairman of the Ways and Means Committee, Chairman Bill Thomas, for his good work. The Chairman of the Finance Committee in the Senate, Senator Chuck Grassley, did a noble job. And he was joined in this task by the Ranking Member of the Finance Committee, Senator Max Baucus of Montana.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A third purpose achieved by this legislation is smarter medicine within the Medicare system. For years, our seniors have been denied Medicare coverage -- have been denied Medicare coverage for a basic physical exam. Beginning in 2005, all newly-enrolled Medicare beneficiaries will be covered for a complete physical.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "With the Medicare Act of 2003, our government is finally bringing prescription drug coverage to the seniors of America. With this law, we're giving older Americans better choices and more control over their health care, so they can receive the modern medical care they deserve. With this law, we are providing more access to comprehensive exams, disease screenings, and other preventative care, so that seniors across this land can live better and healthier lives. With this law, we are creating Health Savings Accounts we do so, so that all Americans can put money away for their health care tax-free.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Fourth, the new law will help all Americans pay for out-of-pocket health costs. This legislation will create health savings accounts, effective January 1, 2004, so Americans can set aside up to $4,500 every year, tax free, to save for medical expenses. Depending on your tax bracket, that means you'll save between 10 to 35 percent on any costs covered by money in your account. Our laws encourage people to plan for retirement and to save for education. Now the law will make it easier for Americans to save for their future health care, as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This coming spring, seniors will receive a letter to explain the drug discount card. In June, these cards, including the $600 annual drug credit for low-income seniors, will be activated. This drug card can be used until the end of 2005. In the fall of that year, seniors will receive an information booklet giving simple guidance on changes in the program and the new choices they will have. Then in January of 2006, seniors will have their new coverage, including permanent coverage for prescription drugs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good morning, thanks for the warm welcome. In a few moments I will have the honor of signing an historic act of Congress into law. I'm pleased that all of you are here to witness the greatest advance in health care coverage for America's seniors since the founding of Medicare.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The point man in my administration on this issue was Secretary Tommy Thompson, and he and his team did a fabulous job of working with the Congress to get this important piece of legislation passed. Tommy, I want to thank you for your leadership.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In about two years, full prescription coverage under Medicare will begin. In return for a monthly premium of about $35, most seniors without any prescription drug coverage can now expect to see their current drug bills cut roughly in half. This new law will provide 95 percent coverage for out-of-pocket drug spending that exceeds $3,600 a year. For the first time, we're giving seniors peace of mind that they will not have to face unlimited expenses for their medicine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Wait a minute, wait a minute: To be fair, there are some things my opponent is for. He's proposed more than two trillion dollars in new federal spending so far, and that's a lot, even for a senator from Massachusetts. And to pay for that spending, he's running on a platform of increasing taxes -- and that's the kind of promise a politician usually keeps.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I'm running for President with a clear and positive plan to build a safer world, and a more hopeful America. I'm running with a compassionate conservative philosophy: that government should help people improve their lives, not try to run their lives. I believe this nation wants steady, consistent, principled leadership -- and that is why, with your help, we will win this election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "renewed. Now we go forward -- grateful for our freedom, faithful to our cause, and confident in the future of the greatest nation on earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Since 2001, Americans have been given hills to climb, and found the strength to climb them. Now, because we have made the hard journey, we can see the valley below. Now, because we have faced challenges with resolve, we have historic goals within our reach, and greatness in our future. We will build a safer world and a more hopeful America -- and nothing will hold us back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "My opponent recently announced that he is the conservative -- the candidate of \"conservative values,\" which must have come as a surprise to a lot of his supporters. There's some problems with this claim. If you say the heart and soul of America is found in Hollywood, I'm afraid you're not the candidate of conservative values. If you voted against the bipartisan Defense of Marriage Act, which President Clinton signed, you are not the candidate of conservative values. If you gave a speech, as my opponent did, calling the Reagan presidency eight years of \"moral darkness,\" then you may be a lot of things, but the candidate of conservative values is not one of them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America's children must also have a healthy start in life. In a new term, we will lead an aggressive effort to enroll millions of poor children who are eligible but not signed up for the government's health insurance programs. We will not allow a lack of attention, or information, to stand between these children and the health care they need.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As I've traveled the country, I've met many workers and small business owners who have told me they are worried they cannot afford health care. More than half of the uninsured are small business employees and their families. In a new term, we must allow small firms to join together to purchase insurance at the discounts available to big companies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The times in which we live and work are changing dramatically. The workers of our parents' generation typically had one job, one skill, one career, often with one company that provided health care and a pension. And most of those workers were men. Today, workers change jobs, even careers, many times during their lives, and in one of the most dramatic shifts our society has seen, two-thirds of all moms also work outside the home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Thanks to our policies, homeownership in America is at an all-time high. Tonight we set a new goal: seven million more affordable homes in the next 10 years so more American families will be able to open the door and say: Welcome to my home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because family and work are sources of stability and dignity, I support welfare reform that strengthens family and requires work. Because a caring society will value its weakest members, we must make a place for the unborn child. Because -- because religious charities provide a safety net of mercy and compassion, our government must never discriminate against them. Because the union of a man and woman deserves an honored place in our society, I support the protection of marriage against activist judges. And I will continue to appoint federal judges who know the difference between personal opinion and the strict interpretation of the law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Because we acted to defend our country, the murderous regimes of Saddam Hussein and the Taliban are history, more than 50 million people have been liberated, and democracy is coming to the broader Middle East. In Afghanistan, terrorists have done everything they can to intimidate people -- yet more than 10 million citizens have registered to vote in the October presidential election -- a resounding endorsement for democracy. Despite ongoing acts of violence, Iraq now has a strong Prime Minister, a national council, and national elections are scheduled for January. Our nation is standing with the people of Afghanistan and Iraq, because when America gives its word, America must keep its word.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The people we have freed won't forget either. Not long ago, seven Iraqi men came to see me in the Oval Office. They had X's branded into their foreheads, and their right hands had been cut off, by Saddam Hussein's secret police, the sadistic punishment for imaginary crimes. During our emotional visit one of the Iraqi men used his new prosthetic hand to slowly write out, in Arabic, a prayer for God to bless America. I am proud that our country remains the hope of the oppressed, and the greatest force for good on this earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I believe in the energy and innovative spirit of America's workers, entrepreneurs, farmers, and ranchers -- so we unleashed that energy with the largest tax relief in a generation. Because we acted, our economy is growing again, and creating jobs, and nothing will hold us back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This moment in the life of our country will be remembered. Generations will know if we kept our faith and kept our word. Generations will know if we seized this moment, and used it to build a future of safety and peace. The freedom of many, and the future security of our nation, now depend on us. And tonight, my fellow Americans, I ask you to stand with me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Again, my opponent and I have different approaches. I proposed, and the Congress overwhelmingly passed, $87 billion in funding needed by our troops doing battle in Afghanistan and Iraq. My opponent and his running mate voted against this money for bullets, and fuel, and vehicles, and body armor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our troops know the historic importance of our work. One Army Specialist wrote home: \"We are transforming a once sick society into a hopeful place. The various terrorist enemies we are facing in Iraq,\" he continued, \"are really aiming at you back in the United States. This is a test of will for our country. We soldiers of yours are doing great and scoring victories and confronting the evil terrorists.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Then he said he was \"proud\" of that vote. Then, when pressed, he said it was a \"complicated\" matter. There's nothing complicated about supporting our troops in combat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "And the path begins with our youngest Americans. To build a more hopeful America, we must help our children reach as far as their vision and character can take them. Tonight, I remind every parent and every teacher, I say to every child: No matter what your circumstance, no matter where you live, your school will be the path to promise of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I believe the most solemn duty of the American President is to protect the American people. If America shows uncertainty or weakness in this decade, the world will drift toward tragedy. This will not happen on my watch.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The story of America is the story of expanding liberty: an ever-widening circle, constantly growing to reach further and include more. Our nation's founding commitment is still our deepest commitment: In our world, and here at home, we will extend the frontiers of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This changed world can be a time of great opportunity for all Americans to earn a better living, support your family, and have a rewarding career. And government must take your side. Many of our most fundamental systems -- the tax code, health coverage, pension plans, worker training -- were created for the world of yesterday, not tomorrow. We will transform these systems so that all citizens are equipped, prepared -- and thus truly free -- to make your own choices and pursue your own dreams.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In this time of change, most new jobs are filled by people with at least two years of college, yet only about one in four students gets there. In our high schools, we will fund early intervention programs to help students at risk. We will place a new focus on math and science. As we make progress, we will require a rigorous exam before graduation. By raising performance in our high schools, and expanding Pell grants for low and middle income families, we will help more Americans start their career with a college diploma.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In this world of change, some things do not change: the values we try to live by, the institutions that give our lives meaning and purpose. Our society rests on a foundation of responsibility and character and family commitment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In this time of change, government must take the side of working families. In a new term, we will change outdated labor laws to offer comp-time and flex-time. Our laws should never stand in the way of a more family-friendly workplace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As importantly, we are serving a vital and historic cause that will make our country safer. Free societies in the Middle East will be hopeful societies, which no longer feed resentments and breed violence for export. Free governments in the Middle East will fight terrorists instead of harboring them, and that helps us keep the peace. So our mission in Afghanistan and Iraq is clear: We will help new leaders to train their armies, and move toward elections, and get on the path of stability and democracy as quickly as possible. And then our troops will return home with the honor they have earned.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In an ownership society, more people will own their health care plans, and have the confidence of owning a piece of their retirement. We'll always keep the promise of Social Security for our older workers. With the huge Baby Boom generation approaching retirement, many of our children and grandchildren understandably worry whether Social Security will be there when they need it. We must strengthen Social Security by allowing younger workers to save some of their taxes in a personal account -- a nest egg you can call your own, and government can never take away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I'm a fortunate father of two spirited, intelligent, and lovely young women. I'm blessed with a sister and brothers who are my closest friends. And I will always be the proud and grateful son of George and Barbara Bush.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As I have traveled our country, I have met too many good doctors, especially OB/GYNS, who are being forced out of practice because of the high cost of lawsuits. To make health care more affordable and accessible, we must pass medical liability reform now. And in all we do to improve health care in America, we will make sure that health decisions are made by doctors and patients, not by bureaucrats in Washington, D. C.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is a collection of some of the finest America has got to offer -- people who lead with their hearts, and in turn, have changed the communities in which they live for the better. This meeting is a picture of the strength and diversity and compassion of our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "I approach this goal with some basic principles: Government has important responsibilities for public health or public order and civil rights. Yet government -- and government will never be replaced by charities and community groups. Yet when we see social needs in America, my administration will look first to faith-based programs and community groups, which have proven their power to save and change lives. We will not fund the religious activities of any group, but when people of faith provide social services, we will not discriminate against them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is a diverse group, but we share things in common. They provide more than practical help to people in need. They touch and change hearts. And for this, America is deeply appreciative.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As I said in my inaugural address, compassion is the work of a nation, not just a government. It is more than the calling of politicians; it is the calling of citizens. It is citizens who turn mean streets into good neighborhoods. It is citizens who turn cold cities into real communities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "It is one of the great goals of my administration to invigorate the spirit of involvement and citizenship. We will encourage faith-based and community programs without changing their mission. We will help all in their work to change hearts while keeping a commitment to pluralism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Good morning. Thank you all for coming. I take great joy in making this announcement. It's going to be one of the most important initiatives that my administration not only discusses, but implements.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "As long as there are secular alternatives, faith-based charities should be able to compete for funding on an equal basis, and in a manner that does not cause them to sacrifice their mission. And we will make sure that help goes to large organizations and to small ones as well. We value large organizations with generations of experience. We also value neighborhood healers, who have only the scars and testimony of their own experience.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America and our friends and allies join with all those who want peace and security in the world, and we stand together to win the war against terrorism. Tonight, I ask for your prayers for all those who grieve, for the children whose worlds have been shattered, for all whose sense of safety and security has been threatened. And I pray they will be comforted by a power greater than any of us, spoken through the ages in Psalm 23: \"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world. And no one will keep that light from shining.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The functions of our government continue without interruption. Federal agencies in Washington which had to be evacuated today are reopening for essential personnel tonight, and will be open for business tomorrow. Our financial institutions remain strong, and the American economy will be open for business, as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Immediately following the first attack, I implemented our government's emergency response plans. Our military is powerful, and it's prepared. Our emergency teams are working in New York City and Washington, D. C. to help with local rescue efforts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is a day when all Americans from every walk of life unite in our resolve for justice and peace. America has stood down enemies before, and we will do so this time. None of us will ever forget this day. Yet, we go forward to defend freedom and all that is good and just in our world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "A great people has been moved to defend a great nation. Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of America. These acts shattered steel, but they cannot dent the steel of American resolve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Today, our nation saw evil, the very worst of human nature. And we responded with the best of America -- with the daring of our rescue workers, with the caring for strangers and neighbors who came to give blood and help in any way they could.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "One vital principle of reform is that our nations must make our financial markets more transparent. For example, we should consider improving accounting rules for securities, so that investors around the world can understand the true value of the assets they purchase.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In Europe, governments are also purchasing equity in banks and providing government guarantees for loans. In Asia, nations like China and Japan and South Korea have lowered interest rates and have launched significant economic stimulus plans. In the Middle East, nations like Kuwait and the UAE have guaranteed deposits and opened up new government lending to banks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The massive inflow of foreign capital, combined with low interest rates, produced a period of easy credit. And that easy credit especially affected the housing market. Flush with cash, many lenders issued mortgages and many borrowers could not afford them. Financial institutions then purchased these loans, packaged them together, and converted them into complex securities designed to yield large returns. These securities were then purchased by investors and financial institutions in the United States and Europe and elsewhere -- often with little analysis of their true underlying value.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In addition to addressing the current crisis, we will also need to make broader reforms to strengthen the global economy over the long term. This weekend, leaders will establish principles for adapting our financial systems to the realities of the 21st century marketplace. We will discuss specific actions we can take to implement these principles. We will direct our finance ministers to work with other experts and report back to us with detailed recommendations on further reasonable actions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Over the past decade, the world experienced a period of strong economic growth. Nations accumulated huge amounts of savings, and looked for safe places to invest them. Because of our attractive political, legal, and entrepreneurial climates, the United States and other developed nations received a large share of that money.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Secondly, we must ensure that markets, firms, and financial products are properly regulated. For example, credit default swaps -- financial products that insure against potential losses -- should be processed through centralized clearinghouses instead of through unregulated, \"over the counter\" markets. By bringing greater stability to this large and important financial sector, we reduce the risk to our overall financial systems.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "All this leads to the most important principle that should guide our work: While reforms in the financial sector are essential, the long-term solution to today's problems is sustained economic growth. And the surest path to that growth is free markets and free people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Here in the United States, we have taken unprecedented steps to boost liquidity, recapitalize financial institutions, guarantee most new debt issued by insured banks, and prevent the disorderly collapse of large, interconnected enterprises. These were historic actions taken necessary to make -- necessary so that the economy would not melt down and affect millions of our fellow citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The world will see the resilience of America once again. We will work with our partners to correct the problems in the global financial system. We will rebuild our economic strength. And we will continue to lead the world toward prosperity and peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In addition to these important -- to these management changes, we should move forward with other reforms to make the IMF and World Bank more transparent, accountable, and effective. For example, the IMF should agree to work more closely with member countries to ensure that their exchange rate policies are market-oriented and fair. And the World Bank should ensure its development programs reflect the priorities of the people they are designed to serve -- and focus on measurable results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Meanwhile, nations that have pursued other models have experienced devastating results. Soviet communism starved millions, bankrupted an empire, and collapsed as decisively as the Berlin Wall. Cuba, once known for its vast fields of cane, is now forced to ration sugar. And while Iran sits atop giant oil reserves, its people cannot put enough gasoline in its -- in their cars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We are faced with the prospect of a global meltdown. And so we've responded with bold measures. I'm a market-oriented guy, but not when I'm faced with the prospect of a global meltdown. At Saturday's summit, we're going to review the effectiveness of our actions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The record is unmistakable: If you seek economic growth, if you seek opportunity, if you seek social justice and human dignity, the free market system is the way to go. And it would be a terrible mistake to allow a few months of crisis to undermine 60 years of success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Just as important as maintaining free markets within countries is maintaining the free movement of goods and services between countries. When nations open their markets to trade and investment, their businesses and farmers and workers find new buyers for their products. Consumers benefit from more choices and better prices. Entrepreneurs can get their ideas off the ground with funding from anywhere in the world. Thanks in large part to open markets, the volume of global trade today is nearly 30 times greater than it was six decades ago -- and some of the most dramatic gains have come in the developing world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America is a force for hope in the world because we are a compassionate people, and some of the most compassionate Americans are those who have stepped forward to protect us. We must keep faith with all who have risked life and limb so that we might live in freedom and peace. Over the past seven years, we've increased funding for veterans by more than 95 percent. And as we increase funding, we must also reform our veterans system to meet the needs of a new war and a new generation. I call on Congress to enact the reforms recommended by Senator Bob Dole and Secretary Donna Shalala, so we can improve the system of care for our wounded warriors and help them build lives of hope and promise and dignity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Seven years have passed since I first stood before you at this rostrum. In that time, our country has been tested in ways none of us could have imagined. We faced hard decisions about peace and war, rising competition in the world economy, and the health and welfare of our citizens. These issues call for vigorous debate, and I think it's fair to say, we've answered the call. Yet history will record that amid our differences, we acted with purpose, and together we showed the world the power and resilience of American self-government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On matters of life and science, we must trust in the innovative spirit of medical researchers and empower them to discover new treatments while respecting moral boundaries. In November, we witnessed a landmark achievement when scientists discovered a way to reprogram adult skin cells to act like embryonic stem cells. This breakthrough has the potential to move us beyond the divisive debates of the past by extending the frontiers of medicine without the destruction of human life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Our military families also sacrifice for America. They endure sleepless nights and the daily struggle of providing for children while a loved one is serving far from home. We have a responsibility to provide for them. So I ask you to join me in expanding their access to child care, creating new hiring preferences for military spouses across the federal government, and allowing our troops to transfer their unused education benefits to their spouses or children. Our military families serve our nation; they inspire our nation; and tonight our nation honors them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We're also standing against the forces of extremism in the Holy Land, where we have new cause for hope. Palestinians have elected a President who recognizes that confronting terror is essential to achieving a state where his people can live in dignity and at peace with Israel. Israelis have leaders who recognize that a peaceful, democratic Palestinian state will be a source of lasting security. This month in Ramallah and Jerusalem, I assured leaders from both sides that America will do, and I will do, everything we can to help them achieve a peace agreement that defines a Palestinian state by the end of this year. The time has come for a Holy Land where a democratic Israel and a democratic Palestine live side by side in peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This agreement will be effective only if it includes commitments by every major economy and gives none a free ride. The United States is committed to strengthening our energy security and confronting global climate change. And the best way to meet these goals is for America to continue leading the way toward the development of cleaner and more energy efficient technology.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On matters of justice, we must trust in the wisdom of our Founders and empower judges who understand that the Constitution means what it says. I've submitted judicial nominees who will rule by the letter of the law, not the whim of the gavel. Many of these nominees are being unfairly delayed. They are worthy of confirmation, and the Senate should give each of them a prompt up-or-down vote.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On trade, we must trust American workers to compete with anyone in the world and empower them by opening up new markets overseas. Today, our economic growth increasingly depends on our ability to sell American goods and crops and services all over the world. So we're working to break down barriers to trade and investment wherever we can. We're working for a successful Doha round of trade talks, and we must complete a good agreement this year. At the same time, we're pursuing opportunities to open up new markets by passing free trade agreements.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When we met last year, Al Qaeda had sanctuaries in many areas of Iraq, and their leaders had just offered American forces safe passage out of the country. Today, it is Al Qaeda that is searching for safe passage. They have been driven from many of the strongholds they once held. And over the past year, we've captured or killed thousands of extremists in Iraq, including hundreds of key Al Qaeda leaders and operatives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "We are engaged in the defining ideological struggle of the 21st century. The terrorists oppose every principle of humanity and decency that we hold dear. Yet in this war on terror, there is one thing we and our enemies agree on: In the long run, men and women who are free to determine their own destinies will reject terror and refuse to live in tyranny. And that is why the terrorists are fighting to deny this choice to the people in Lebanon, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, and the Palestinian Territories. And that is why, for the security of America and the peace of the world, we are spreading the hope of freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The Iraqis launched a surge of their own. In the fall of 2006, Sunni tribal leaders grew tired of Al Qaeda's brutality, started a popular uprising called the \"Anbar Awakening.\" Over the past year, similar movements have spread across the country. And today, the grassroots surge includes more than 80,000 Iraqi citizens who are fighting the terrorists. The government in Baghdad has stepped forward as well, adding more than 100,000 new Iraqi soldiers and police during the past year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "When we met last year, our troop levels in Iraq were on the rise. Today, because of the progress just described, we are implementing a policy of return on success, and the surge forces we sent to Iraq are beginning to come home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America opposes genocide in Sudan. We support freedom in countries from Cuba and Zimbabwe to Belarus and Burma.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "America is leading the fight against global hunger. Today, more than half the world's food aid comes from the United States. And tonight I ask Congress to support an innovative proposal to provide food assistance by purchasing crops directly from farmers in the developing world, so we can build up local agriculture and help break the cycle of famine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To build a future of energy security, we must trust in the creative genius of American researchers and entrepreneurs and empower them to pioneer a new generation of clean energy technology. Our security, our prosperity, and our environment all require reducing our dependence on oil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In Iraq, the terrorists and extremists are fighting to deny a proud people their liberty and fighting to establish safe havens for attacks across the world. One year ago, our enemies were succeeding in their efforts to plunge Iraq into chaos. So we reviewed our strategy and changed course. We launched a surge of American forces into Iraq. We gave our troops a new mission: Work with the Iraqi forces to protect the Iraqi people; pursue the enemy in its strongholds; and deny the terrorists sanctuary anywhere in the country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The actions of the 110th Congress will affect the security and prosperity of our nation long after this session has ended. In this election year, let us show our fellow Americans that we recognize our responsibilities and are determined to meet them. Let us show them that Republicans and Democrats can compete for votes and cooperate for results at the same time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "In the work ahead, we must be guided by the philosophy that made our nation great. As Americans, we believe in the power of individuals to determine their destiny and shape the course of history. We believe that the most reliable guide for our country is the collective wisdom of ordinary citizens. And so in all we do, we must trust in the ability of free peoples to make wise decisions and empower them to improve their lives for their futures.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The strength--the secret of our strength, the miracle of America is that our greatness lies not in our government, but in the spirit and determination of our people. When the federal convention met in Philadelphia in 1787, our nation was bound by the Articles of Confederation, which began with the words, \"We the undersigned delegates.\" When Governor Morris was asked to draft the preamble to our new Constitution, he offered an important revision and opened with words that changed the course of our nation and the history of the world: \"We the people.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The mission in Iraq has been difficult and trying for our nation. But it is in the vital interest of the United States that we succeed. A free Iraq will deny Al Qaeda a safe haven. A free Iraq will show millions across the Middle East that a future of liberty is possible. A free Iraq will be a friend of America, a partner in fighting terror, and a source of stability in a dangerous part of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "From expanding opportunity to protecting our country, we've made good progress. Yet we have unfinished business before us, and the American people expect us to get it done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "The Congress must also expand health savings accounts, create association health plans for small businesses, promote health information technology, and confront the epidemic of junk medical lawsuits. With all these steps, we will ensure that decisions about your medical care are made in the privacy of your doctor's office, not in the halls of Congress.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "So tonight, with confidence in freedom's power and trust in the people, let us set forth to do their business. God bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Six years ago, we came together to pass the No Child Left Behind Act, and today, no one can deny its results. Last year, fourth and eighth graders achieved the highest math scores on record. Reading scores are on the rise. African-American and Hispanic students posted alltime highs. Now we must work together to increase accountability, add flexibilities for states and districts, reduce the number of high school dropouts, provide extra help for struggling schools.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "On education, we must trust students to learn, if given the chance, and empower parents to demand results from our schools. In neighborhoods across our country, there are boys and girls with dreams, and a decent education is their only hope of achieving them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "While the enemy is still dangerous and more work remains, the American and Iraqi surges have achieved results few of us could have imagined just one year ago. When we met last year, many said that containing the violence was impossible. A year later, high-profile terrorist attacks are down, civilian deaths are down, sectarian killings are down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Most Americans think their taxes are high enough. With all the other pressures on their finances, American families should not have to worry about their federal government taking a bigger bite out of their paychecks. There's only one way to eliminate this uncertainty: Make the tax relief permanent. And members of Congress should know, if any bill raises taxes reaches my desk, I will veto it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Tonight the armies of compassion continue the march to a new day in the gulf coast. America honors the strength and resilience of the people of this region. We reaffirm our pledge to help them build stronger and better than before. And tonight I'm pleased to announce that in April, we will host this year's North American Summit of Canada, Mexico, and the United States in the great city of New Orleans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "To build a future of quality health care, we must trust patients and doctors to make medical decisions and empower them with better information and better options. We share a common goal: making health care more affordable and accessible for all Americans. The best way to achieve that goal is by expanding consumer choice, not government control. So I have proposed ending the bias in the Tax Code against those who do not get their health insurance through their employer. This one reform would put private coverage within reach for millions, and I call on the Congress to pass it this year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "This is the business of our nation here at home. Yet building a prosperous future for our citizen also depends on confronting enemies abroad and advancing liberty in troubled regions of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "bush", + "text": "Last month, Osama bin Laden released a tape in which he railed against Iraqi tribal leaders who have turned on Al Qaeda and admitted that coalition forces are growing stronger in Iraq. Ladies and gentlemen, some may deny the surge is working, but among the terrorists there is no doubt. Al Qaeda is on the run in Iraq, and this enemy will be defeated.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The key to national greatness lies in sustaining and instilling our shared national identity. That means focusing on what we have in common: the heritage that we all share.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This week, we inaugurate a new administration and pray for its success in keeping America safe and prosperous. We extend our best wishes, and we also want them to have luck -- a very important word.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With the support and prayers of the American people, we achieved more than anyone thought possible. Nobody thought we could even come close.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As I conclude my term as the 45th President of the United States, I stand before you truly proud of what we have achieved together. We did what we came here to do -- and so much more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For the past four years, I have worked to do just that. From a great hall of Muslim leaders in Riyadh to a great square of Polish people in Warsaw; from the floor of the Korean Assembly to the podium at the United Nations General Assembly; and from the Forbidden City in Beijing to the shadow of Mount Rushmore, I fought for you, I fought for your family, I fought for our country. Above all, I fought for America and all it stands for -- and that is safe, strong, proud, and free.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We obliterated the ISIS caliphate and ended the wretched life of its founder and leader, al Baghdadi. We stood up to the oppressive Iranian regime and killed the world's top terrorist, Iranian butcher Qasem Soleimani.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Most of all, I want to thank the American people. To serve as your President has been an honor beyond description. Thank you for this extraordinary privilege. And that's what it is -- a great privilege and a great honor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I left behind my former life and stepped into a very difficult arena, but an arena nevertheless, with all sorts of potential if properly done. America had given me so much, and I wanted to give something back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To make life better for working families, we doubled the child tax credit and signed the largest-ever expansion of funding for childcare and development. We joined with the private sector to secure commitments to train more than 16 million American workers for the jobs of tomorrow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, as I prepare to hand power over to a new administration at noon on Wednesday, I want you to know that the movement we started is only just beginning. There's never been anything like it. The belief that a nation must serve its citizens will not dwindle but instead only grow stronger by the day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We reclaimed our sovereignty by standing up for America at the United Nations and withdrawing from the one-sided global deals that never served our interests. And NATO countries are now paying hundreds of billions of dollars more than when I arrived just a few years ago. It was very unfair. We were paying the cost for the world. Now the world is helping us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When the virus took its brutal toll on the world's economy, we launched the fastest economic recovery our country has ever seen. We passed nearly $4 trillion in economic relief, saved or supported over 50 million jobs, and slashed the unemployment rate in half. These are numbers that our country has never seen before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is a republic of proud citizens who are united by our common conviction that America is the greatest nation in all of history. We are, and must always be, a land of hope, of light, and of glory to all the world. This is the precious inheritance that we must safeguard at every single turn.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We confirmed three new justices of the United States Supreme Court. We appointed nearly 300 federal judges to interpret our Constitution as written.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the center of this heritage is also a robust belief in free expression, free speech, and open debate. Only if we forget who we are, and how we got here, could we ever allow political censorship and blacklisting to take place in America. It's not even thinkable. Shutting down free and open debate violates our core values and most enduring traditions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We proudly leave the next administration with the strongest and most robust border security measures ever put into place. This includes historic agreements with Mexico, Guatemala, Honduras, and El Salvador, along with more than 450 miles of powerful new wall.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together with millions of hardworking patriots across this land, we built the greatest political movement in the history of our country. We also built the greatest economy in the history of the world. It was about \"America First\" because we all wanted to make America great again. We restored the principle that a nation exists to serve its citizens. Our agenda was not about right or left, it wasn't about Republican or Democrat, but about the good of a nation, and that means the whole nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "First, let me express my overwhelming gratitude for the love and support of our spectacular First Lady, Melania. Let me also share my deepest appreciation to my daughter Ivanka, my son-in-law Jared, and to Barron, Don, Eric, Tiffany, and Lara. You fill my world with light and with joy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When our nation was hit with the terrible pandemic, we produced not one, but two vaccines with record-breaking speed, and more will quickly follow. They said it couldn't be done but we did it. They call it a \"medical miracle,\" and that's what they're calling it right now: a \"medical miracle.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As I think back on the past four years, one image rises in my mind above all others. Whenever I traveled all along the motorcade route, there were thousands and thousands of people. They came out with their families so that they could stand as we passed, and proudly wave our great American flag. It never failed to deeply move me. I knew that they did not just come out to show their support of me; they came out to show me their support and love for our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, and farewell. God bless you. God bless the United States of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The whole world suffered, but America outperformed other countries economically because of our incredible economy and the economy that we built. Without the foundations and footings, it wouldn't have worked out this way. We wouldn't have some of the best numbers we've ever had.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For years, the American people pleaded with Washington to finally secure the nation's borders. I am pleased to say we answered that plea and achieved the most secure border in U. S. history. We have given our brave border agents and heroic ICE officers the tools they need to do their jobs better than they have ever done before, and to enforce our laws and keep America safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Above all, we have reasserted the sacred idea that, in America, the government answers to the people. Our guiding light, our North Star, our unwavering conviction has been that we are here to serve the noble everyday citizens of America. Our allegiance is not to the special interests, corporations, or global entities; it's to our children, our citizens, and to our nation itself.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Another administration would have taken 3, 4, 5, maybe even up to 10 years to develop a vaccine. We did in nine months.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I didn't say that. No, no. I didn't say that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, Kelly. Yeah, let me do this first, and then you can do some questions. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Why do we hand these--we'll hand these out to you in the back. Okay, fine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "All right. Kelly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But if I win, I may extend and terminate. In other words, I'll extend it beyond the end of the year and terminate the tax. And so, we'll see what happens. Biden probably won't be doing that; you'll have to ask him. I don't think he knows what he's doing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is fighting the spread of the COVID-19 by providing assistance to renters and homeowners. We're doing assistance.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Through these four actions, my administration will provide immediate and vital relief to Americans struggling in this difficult time. And the beautiful thing about this difficult time is we're now coming back and setting records.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But what the Democrats primarily want is bailout money. It has nothing to do with the China virus. It has nothing to do with anything that we've been talking about over the last period of time. They want to bailout states that have been badly managed by Democrats, badly run by Democrats for many years--and, in fact, in all cases, many decades. And we're not willing to do that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know what it's about? Fraud. That's what they want: fraud. They want to try and steal this election because, frankly, it's the only way they can win the election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So this is what they're asking for. This is what Nancy Pelosi and Crying Chuck Schumer are asking for.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "There it is. Right there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Funding for broadband, airports, and agriculture, rental assistance, and support for community banks and credit unions to help them provide $100 billion in loans to the hardest-hit communities, including rural communities and farmers. They don't want anybody to get that. Democrats are obstructing all of it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For this reason, I'm taking action to provide an additional or an extra $400 per week in expanded benefits: $400. Okay? So, that's generous, but we want to take care of our people. Again, it wasn't their fault; it was China's fault.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Therefore, I'm taking executive action. We've had it. And we're going to save American jobs and provide relief to the American workers, and I'll be signing these bills in a very short period of time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, by the way, Hispanic Americans just set a record for new jobs. African Americans just set a record for new jobs just now--during the pandemic, the last month. And Asian Americans just set a record for new jobs. So we're very proud of what's happening.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Anybody that believes in that is--I don't know, maybe it's politics. I don't even think it's good politics. They seem to think so. We'll see how they do. But I don't think it's good politics, and it'll decimate our economy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Why would they want to ban voter ID in all states? And why would they want to ban requirements for signature verification in federal election? Who would want a bill banning signature verification? What's that all about?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay? It's ridiculous. It's horrible. It's a horrible thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Also, direct payments of the $3,400 for a family of four-plus, then funding for childcare and mental health care. And you need that, especially when you have so much of a lockdown. You need that: mental health care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That's page 1,689; page 1,762. Think of it: 1,762. And that's nowhere near the end of their bill. They have things in there that nobody has even at the time to look at or read. These people--I don't--I honestly don't believe they love our country, you want to know the truth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We'll develop a vaccine. We're going to have it very soon, and we're ready to distribute it. And we're--we've got the military ready. \"Logistics,\" it's called. And we'll end this pandemic, and we will rebuild the greatest economy in the history of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But again, the states have the money. It's sitting there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I'm not saying they're not going to come back and negotiate. They might very well come back and negotiate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead, please. Right here.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're further looking at additional tax cuts, including income tax relief, income tax cuts, and capital gains tax cuts. So we're going to be looking at that--capital gains--for the purpose of creating jobs, and income tax is self-explanatory. And it'll be income tax for middle-income and lower-income people, but middle-income people because they pay a lot of income tax and you do have tax inequality. I'm saying that as a Republican, and you do have tax inequality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They also compel the mass release of inmates. What does this have to do with what we're talking about? This is Nancy Pelosi--Crazy Nancy--and Chuck Schumer. They want to compel you to do this stuff, and this has nothing to do with what we're talking about, and it includes serious felons. They want to have these people released on a mass basis, including serious felons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, that's the story. Would anybody like a pen? Would anybody like a pen? Would anybody --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, no, it's not a hardship. This is the money that they need, this is the money they want, and this gives them a great incentive to go back to work.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much everybody. Thank you, and good afternoon. My administration has been working around the clock in good faith to reach an agreement with Democrats on additional China virus relief.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, why would they want, in this bill--which really has nothing to do with what we're talking about: stimulus--something banning voter ID? In every single state, they want to ban it, including states where we already have it, because we have some states where we have it--Indiana and others that do very well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, think of that: They required the mass release of illegal aliens from detention. What does this have to do with what we're trying to do? They want to put this--and this is a radical-left policy, so they can go to Portland and try and rip the place apart that they've been doing for many years and they've been doing for years and years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's an amazing thing, and it's--who would think it? But people get along for 20 years; I guess they didn't know each other very well, and now they're not getting along.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we do have, I guess you could say, not a tailwind; it's a headwind--I guess would be a better description. But it is; it's a headwind. And when you think of it, that's--in my opinion, it would be much higher.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We'll also ensure that our economic comeback continues full speed ahead. And with the $400 and all of the other measures that we're talking about and will be signing in a little while, that will happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, remember, this is what the extreme partisans--this--we got--we have to--this is what we're talking about. Democrats are actively blocking the things that we want. And what we want is good for people. Those--these are things that they're blocking: support for K-12 schools, so they can open. Think of that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Excuse me. Excuse me. There it is, right there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And this is deferral payroll tax obligations. So this is your payroll tax obligations, which we're going to end up terminating eventually, right?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've wanted this for a long time, they've been trying to get it for a long time, and now we have it. And I want to thank everybody for helping us get that done. We had a lot of support from a lot of great people, including people in the VA.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're providing thousands and thousands of ventilators all over the world right now. We make a lot of ventilators. We started off with very little, and we're making a lot. And we have thousands in our stockpile, but we're making thousands a month. And we're providing many of them--thousands and thousands--to other countries that would never be able to get them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I noticed that some of the Democrats that I would say are very strongly on the left are now coming out and saying we really have to open our schools for the good of the economy. I was shocked to see a couple of them--you know they are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No. No.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The third action I'm taking today will also provide additional support for Americans who are unemployed due to the China virus. Under the CARES Act, I proudly signed expanded unemployment benefits into law. Congressional Democrats have stonewalled our efforts to extend this relief. They even oppose measures that would give bonuses to workers returning to the job. They were totally opposed to that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The bill also requires all states to do universal mail-in balloting--which nobody is--nobody is prepared for--regardless of whether or not they have the infrastructure. They want to steal an election. That's all this is all about: They want to steal the election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have some states with it; it works out great. And if you want to stop fraud in elections, have voter ID. They want measures designed to increase voter fraud, which is banning voter ID in all states and banning requirements for signature verification in federal elections.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Department of Housing and Urban Development will also provide financial assistance to struggling renters and homeowners, and work with landlords and lenders to keep Americans safely in their homes. So we don't want people being evicted. And the bill--the act that I'm signing will solve that problem, largely--hopefully, completely.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, we created the greatest economy in the history of the world--the highest stock market ever. And we're very close to getting that back. That, I have to say, is way ahead of schedule. Highest stock market ever. Best employment numbers for African Americans, Asian Americans, Hispanic Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They've obstructed. Congress has obstructed. The Democrats have obstructed people from getting desperately needed money.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we know it and as you have been covering it in some cases--actually covering it accurately--many of the far-left policies they're pushing have nothing to do, again, with what we have been working on so hard--namely, the corona. You can call it so many different names. What a horrible thing China released upon the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Very soon. They're going to see it very soon. Look, it's --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay? So this--authority invested in me--this is the payment relief during the COVID-19 pandemic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, 401(k)s are doing fantastically. I hope you kept your stocks. I hope you didn't sell. I hope you had confidence in your President and confidence that was going to be reelected.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We urge all Americans to socially distance and avoid large crowds and all of the things that we talk about all the time. We have to--we have to go and make sure that everything is in good shape. We really are--we're coming back very, very strong. We're doing very well with the virus because all of those states that everybody thought would be in a bad position for a long time, they're all coming down. Governors have done a great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, darling. I like you too. I like her. Thank you very much. That was good timing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Next year will mark the 120th anniversary of the Veterans of Foreign Wars, the oldest major veterans organization in our country. That's pretty good, right? For more than a century, the VFW has represented American heroes who promoted American values. And they did so with honor. You are the universal symbol of the patriotic pride that beats loudly in every single American heart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We will never forget what you did for us--ever. From Bunker Hill to Belleau Wood, from Iwo Jima to the Inchon Landing, Americans have stormed into danger, stared down evil, and stood strong and tall for God, country, and freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Anytime you want. Anytime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And they want to get rid of the crime fighter, on top of everything else. \"Open the border and get rid of your crime fighters.\" You don't understand it. Nobody understands it. But I hope they keep it up, because we're going to have a lot of fun in four months, and we're going to have a lot of fun in 2020 running against that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also joined by our brand new VA Secretary, Robert Wilkie--he's going to be fantastic--who was just confirmed by the Senate last night with an overwhelming vote. The only ones, actually, that voted against him were all of the people, super-lefts, that are running against me in two and a half years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank the VFW for your devotion to our fallen heroes, unknown soldiers, prisoners of war, and those missing in action, and their families. No one better understands the horrors of war than the people in this room. It is the warrior who bears the scars of battle and who prays most fervently for peace. That is why we remember George Washington's advice, that the best way to preserve the peace is to be prepared for war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Consumer, business, and manufacturing confidence has reached its all-time highs. Confidence is all-time high.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration is committed to ensuring that our warfighters have the tools, the resources, the firepower that they need to defeat our enemies with overwhelming force. Hopefully we will never have to use the kind of power that I'm building and helping to build for you. Hopefully people will look at us and they'll say, \"Let's pass. Let's pass.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also pursuing the denuclearization of North Korea and a new future of prosperity, security, and peace on the Korean Peninsula and all of Asia. New images, just today, show that North Korea has begun the process of dismantling a key missile site. And we appreciate that. We had a fantastic meeting with Chairman Kim, and it seems to be going very well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank your Governor, Mike Parson--a friend of mine, a great person--for his leadership during this terrible tragedy, along with the Coast Guard and all of the first responders who were incredible. Thank you very much. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Similar things with other countries, like the European Union. They're a big abuser. But it's all working out. And just remember: What you're seeing and what you're reading is not what's happening. And I'll tell you, I have so many people that are so in favor--because we have to make our country truly great again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So let's do this--let's show our appreciation again for President Trump and the leadership that he is giving to this country. And let's redouble our efforts and recommit ourselves to standing together, working hard, and making America great again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've removed unnecessary restraints on our warfighters in Afghanistan. Those who risk their life and limb for our country, they deserve rules of engagement that give them the best opportunity to finally defeat the enemy. And we're making--for the first time in years, we're making a lot of progress in Afghanistan.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're talking about $1 billion, maybe in 20 years, maybe never. Probably never happens, right? We know what goes on. He starts out, \"I'd rather build ships or I'd rather build something else,\" if we can save the money. We can save that money; let's use it wisely.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As promised, we established the White House VA Hotline, and every VA medical center now offers same-day emergency mental healthcare. Something very important.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, by the way, the biggest fan may very well be the evangelicals. They wanted that built. They wanted that there. So we're very--we're very proud of it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration will always stand proudly with the heroes of ICE and Border Patrol. They're all heroes. And I want them to know that we thank them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "He's only 94, and the Secret Service made him walk about 100 yards out of his way, but that's okay. That's okay.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, the President always says--the President always says we're at a turning-point moment as a country; it's a critical time for our country. And he's providing the leadership that this country needs as we lead the world into this new century. And now I tell you what: I think he needs reinforcements in Washington, D. C. Do you agree with that?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We also know that to be a strong nation, we have to have these strong borders. We cannot send our military to confront threats abroad, only to allow those same threats to cross our borders and to threaten us right here at home. We help other countries protect their borders, and we don't protect our own borders. How about that?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To every single member of the VFW, because of your service, your courage, and your example, we are restoring the dreams and the glory, and the greatness of America. We will never give in. We will never give up. And we will never stop fighting for our country, our flag, and our freedom.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I withdrew the United States from the horrible one-sided Iran nuclear deal. And Iran is not the same country anymore. That I can say. And we'll see what happens. But we're ready to make a real deal, not the deal that was done by the previous administration, which was a disaster.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to personally thank each and every one of you who has served our country in uniform, defended our nation in battle, and protected our great American flag. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Going to stay up here. Okay, I got to do this. You got it. Thank you, Allen. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also want to thank our Acting VA Secretary, Peter O'Rourke, for doing such a fantastic job in the meantime, holding down the fort until Wilkie got approved. And Peter is going to be joining the whole team, and they are doing numbers, and they are doing a job, with Choice and with all of the other things that we've gotten approved. They're doing some job for our vets. It was a very important commitment that I made to you during the campaign, and we're fulfilling that commitment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, when I think about President Trump, there's one word that comes to mind. That word is \"courage.\" Do you agree? How many people over the years have said that they'll do this, or they'll do that? But there's one guy who had the guts to actually fulfill his promises, the guts to move our embassy to Jerusalem, the guts to actually stand up against our enemies overseas, the guts to put conservatives on the Supreme Court of the United States--and that's Donald Trump.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're greatly expanding tele-health and walk-in clinics so our veterans can get anywhere at any time--they can get what they need. They can learn about the problem. And they don't have to necessarily drive long distances and wait.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And that is exactly what we do all the time. My thinking is always on military and military strength. That is why I'm proud to report that we are now undertaking the greatest rebuilding of our United States military in its history. We have secured $700 billion for defense this year, and $716 billion next year approved.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we pay tribute not only to Allen, but to all of the heroes of the Greatest Generation. And I'd like to take this moment to recognize every World War II veteran in the audience today. Each of you is a national treasure. It's true.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Because companies are moving back into our country like never before. You saw Chrysler announce, many are announcing. Japan has just announced two big companies are opening up...", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "in Michigan. We have a lot of companies coming back into our country. You haven't seen that for 25 years. You haven't seen it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Veterans of Foreign Wars understand better than anyone the importance of honoring those who put service to their fellow citizens before they put service to themselves. That's both at home and abroad.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank a true patriot, your executive director, Bob Wallace, along with your outstanding National Auxiliary President, Dee Guillory. Thank you, Dee.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'm honored to be here today in Kansas City, Missouri, to pay tribute to the men and women who make freedom possible. Kansas City. And what a special place. What a special group of people. The Veterans of Foreign Wars, you people should be very proud of yourselves.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I understand why they didn't do it, because there was tremendous pressure. We did it. We're proud of it. It's there. Enjoy it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The forced religious conversions, the orange suits prior to many beheadings, all of which were openly displayed for the world - this was all Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi's work. He was vicious and violent, and he died in a vicious and violent way, as a coward, running and crying. This raid was impeccable, and could only have taken place with the acknowledgement and help of certain other nations and people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank the soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines involved in last night's operation. You are the very best there is anywhere in the world. I want to thank General Mark Milley and our Joint Chiefs of Staff, and I also want to thank our professionals who work in other agencies of the United States government and were critical to the mission's success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Last night was a great night for the United States and for the World. A brutal killer, one who has caused so much hardship and death, was violently eliminated - he will never again harm another innocent man, woman or child. He died like a dog. He died like a coward. The world is now a much safer place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The reach of America is long. As you know, last month we announced that we recently killed Hamza Bin Laden, the very violent son of Osama Bin Laden, who was saying very bad things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They say there is something wrong with our president. I'll let you know if there's something wrong, okay? I'll let you know if there's something, I'll tell you what, there's something wrong with Biden, that I could tell you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Also here is a man who's respected by so many. He's a little bit right of the people we've been talking about tonight. Senator Tom Cotton of the great state of Arkansas. Thank you, Tom. They like you people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In recent years, America's warriors have made clear to all the high cost of threatening the American people. The savage ISIS caliphate has been 100 percent destroyed under the Trump administration, and its barbaric leader, al-Baghdadi, is gone, killed, over. And the world's number-one terrorist, Qasem Soleimani, is likewise dead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For the first time in 70 years, we established a new branch of the United States military: the Space Force. It's a big deal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To the 1,107 who today become the newest officers in the most exceptional Army ever to take the field of battle, I am here to offer America's salute. Thank you for answering your nation's call.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Through four long years, you have honed your skills, trained your mind and body, overcome every obstacle, and earned your place of pride in the Long Gray Line. You made it through the rigors of R-Day and Beast, the intensity of CLDT, and weeks of training in the blistering heat. You have pushed yourselves far beyond every limit imaginable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As long as you remain loyal, faithful, and true, then our enemies don't even stand a chance, our rights will never be stolen, our freedoms will never be trampled, our destiny will never be denied, and the United States of America will never be defeated. With the grace of God and the heroes of West Point, America will always prevail. Nothing will stand in your way, nothing will slow you down, and nothing will stop the West Point Class of 2020 from achieving a true and lasting victory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Standing here before you more than two centuries later, it is clearer than ever that General Washington's words still hold true. West Point is still the indispensable post for America, the vital ground that must not lose. And the survival of our nation still depends on a great chain reaching out from this place -- one made not of iron, but of flesh and blood, of memory and spirit, of sheer faith and unyielding courage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tomorrow, America will celebrate a very important anniversary: the 245th birthday of the United States Army. Unrelated, going to be my birthday also. I don't know if that happened by accident. Did that happen by accident, please? But it's a great day because of that Army birthday.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is your history. This is the legacy that each of you inherits. It is the legacy purchased with American blood at the crest of Little Round Top, on the crimson beaches of Normandy, in the freezing mud of Bastogne, and the dense jungles of Vietnam. It is the legacy of courageous, selfless, faithful patriots who fought for every inch of dirt with every ounce of strength and every last scrap of heart and drive and grit they had.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, each of you becomes another link in that unbroken chain, forged in the crucible known as the United States Military Academy, the greatest on Earth. It has given you soldiers that you can rely on to your right and to your left. And now we are entrusting you with the most noble task any warrior has ever had the privilege to carry out: the task of preserving American liberty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The depth and breadth of the U. S. Military's contributions to our society are an everlasting inspiration to us all. I want to take this opportunity to thank all members of America's Armed Forces in every branch -- active duty, National Guard, and reserve -- who stepped forward to help battle the invisible enemy -- the new virus that came to our shores from a distant land called China. We will vanquish the virus. We will extinguish this plague.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But let our enemies be on notice: If our people are threatened, we will never, ever hesitate to act. And when we fight, from now on, we will fight only to win. As MacArthur said: \"In war, there is no substitute for victory.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The survival of America and the endurance of civilization itself depends on the men and women just like each of you. It depends on people who love their country with all their heart and energy and soul. It depends on citizens who build, sustain, nurture, and defend institutions like this one; that is how societies are made and how progress is advanced. What has historically made America unique is the durability of its institutions against the passions and prejudices of the moment. When times are turbulent, when the road is rough, what matters most is that which is permanent, timeless, enduring, and eternal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As I have said, the United States is prepared to negotiate mutually beneficial, bilateral trade agreements with all countries. This will include the countries in TPP, which are very important. We have agreements with several of them already. We would consider negotiating with the rest, either individually, or perhaps as a group, if it is in the interests of all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We will enforce our trade laws and restore integrity to our trading system. Only by insisting on fair and reciprocal trade can we create a system that works not just for the U. S. but for all nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you to our hosts, thank you to the leaders and innovators in the audience. But most importantly, thank you to all of the hardworking men and women who do their duty each and every day, making this a better world for everyone. Together, let us send our love and our gratitude to make them, because they really make our countries run. They make our countries great.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Since my election, we've created 2.4 million jobs, and that number is going up very, very substantially. Small-business optimism is at an all-time high. New unemployment claims are near the lowest we've seen in almost half a century. African American unemployment has reached the lowest rate ever recorded in the United States, and so has unemployment among Hispanic Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The nation's greatness is more than the sum of its production. A nation's greatness is the sum of its citizens: the values, pride, love, devotion, and character of the people who call that nation home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In rebuilding America, we are also fully committed to developing our workforce. We are lifting people from dependence to independence, because we know the single best anti-poverty program is a very simple and very beautiful paycheck.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is the place to do business. So come to America, where you can innovate, create, and build. I believe in America. As President of the United States, I will always put America first, just like the leaders of other countries should put their country first also.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States will no longer turn a blind eye to unfair economic practices, including massive intellectual property theft, industrial subsidies, and pervasive state-led economic planning. These and other predatory behaviors are distorting the global markets and harming businesses and workers, not just in the U. S., but around the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is a cutting-edge economy, but our immigration system is stuck in the past. We must replace our current system of extended-family chain migration with a merit-based system of admissions that selects new arrivals based on their ability to contribute to our economy, to support themselves financially, and to strengthen our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we really though February 1st it was going to kick in and everybody was going to be--well, we haven't even gotten there yet and it's kicked in. And it's had an incredible impact on the stock market and the stock prices. We've set 84 records since my election--record stock market prices, meaning we hit new highs 84 different times out of a one-year period. And that's a great thing. And in all fairness, that was done before we passed the tax cuts and tax reform.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Each of you has the power to change hearts, transform lives, and shape your countries' destinies. With this power comes an obligation, however --a duty of loyalty to the people, workers, and customers who have made you who you are.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have the best colleges and universities in the world, and we have the best workers in the world. Energy is abundant and affordable. There has never been a better time to come to America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are also making historic investments in the American military because we cannot have prosperity without security. To make the world safer from rogue regimes, terrorism, and revisionist powers, we are asking our friends and allies to invest in their own defenses and to meet their financial obligations. Our common security requires everyone to contribute their fair share.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Good, I would like to do that. That's very nice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, we have tremendous amounts of money, including my newfound friends from last night --great companies. They're all investing. When one of the gentlemen said he's putting in $2 billion because of the tax cuts, I said to myself, \"Wow, he's actually the cheap one in the group\" --because they're putting in massive numbers of billions of dollars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When it comes to terrorism, we will do whatever is necessary to protect our nation. We will defend our citizens and our borders. We are also securing our immigration system, as a matter of both national and economic security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you all very much. I appreciate it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is roaring back, and now is the time to invest in the future of America. We have dramatically cut taxes to make America competitive. We are eliminating burdensome regulations at a record pace. We are reforming the bureaucracy to make it lean, responsive, and accountable. And we are ensuring our laws are enforced fairly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now is the perfect time to bring your business, your jobs, and your investments to the United States. This is especially true because we have undertaken the most extensive regulatory reduction ever conceived. Regulation is stealth taxation. The U. S., like many other countries, unelected bureaucrats--and we have--believe me, we have them all over the place--and they've imposed crushing and anti-business and anti-worker regulations on our citizens with no vote, no legislative debate, and no real accountability.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Represented in this room are some of the remarkable citizens from all over the world. You are national leaders, business titans, industry giants, and many of the brightest minds in many fields.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "After years of stagnation, the United States is once again experiencing strong economic growth. The stock market is smashing one record after another, and has added more than $7 trillion in new wealth since my election. Consumer confidence, business confidence, and manufacturing confidence are the highest they have been in many decades.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration is proud to have led historic efforts, at the United Nations Security Council and all around the world, to unite all civilized nations in our campaign of maximum pressure to de-nuke the Korean Peninsula. We continue to call on partners to confront Iran's support for terrorists and block Iran's path to a nuclear weapon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, Klaus, very much. It's a privilege to be here at this forum where leaders in business, science, art, diplomacy, and world affairs have gathered for many, many years to discuss how we can advance prosperity, security, and peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I think you have a brand-new United States. You have a United States where people from all over the world are looking to come in and invest, and there's just nothing like what's happening.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But overall--I mean, the bottom line--somebody said, well, they couldn't have been that bad because here we are--we're president. And I think we're doing a really great job with my team. I have a team of just tremendous people, and I think we're doing a very special job. And I really believe it was time, and it was time to do that job, because I don't think the United States would have done very well if it went through four or eight more years of regulation and, really, a very anti-business group of people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Last week, we took decisive action to stop a ruthless terrorist from threatening American lives. At my direction, the United States military eliminated the world's top terrorist, Qasem Soleimani. As the head of the Quds Force, Soleimani was personally responsible for some of the absolutely worst atrocities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our great American forces are prepared for anything. Iran appears to be standing down, which is a good thing for all parties concerned and a very good thing for the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we continue to evaluate options in response to Iranian aggression, the United States will immediately impose additional punishing economic sanctions on the Iranian regime. These powerful sanctions will remain until Iran changes its behavior.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Soleimani's hands were drenched in both American and Iranian blood. He should have been terminated long ago. By removing Soleimani, we have sent a powerful message to terrorists: If you value your own life, you will not threaten the lives of our people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The fact that we have this great military and equipment, however, does not mean we have to use it. We do not want to use it. American strength, both military and economic, is the best deterrent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The very defective JCPOA expires shortly anyway, and gives Iran a clear and quick path to nuclear breakout. Iran must abandon its nuclear ambitions and end its support for terrorism. The time has come for the United Kingdom, Germany, France, Russia, and China to recognize this reality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Finally, to the people and leaders of Iran: We want you to have a future and a great future -- one that you deserve, one of prosperity at home, and harmony with the nations of the world. The United States is ready to embrace peace with all who seek it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Peace and stability cannot prevail in the Middle East as long as Iran continues to foment violence, unrest, hatred, and war. The civilized world must send a clear and unified message to the Iranian regime: Your campaign of terror, murder, mayhem will not be tolerated any longer. It will not be allowed to go forward.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Soleimani directed the recent attacks on US personnel in Iraq that badly wounded four service members and killed one American, and he orchestrated the violent assault on the US embassy in Baghdad. In recent days, he was planning new attacks on American targets, but we stopped him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tens of thousands of ISIS fighters have been killed or captured during my administration. ISIS is a natural enemy of Iran The destruction of ISIS is good for Iran, and we should work together on this and other shared priorities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The American military has been completely rebuilt under my administration, at a cost of $2.5 trillion. US Armed Forces are stronger than ever before. Our missiles are big, powerful, accurate, lethal, and fast. Under construction are many hypersonic missiles.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Three months ago, after destroying 100 percent of ISIS and its territorial caliphate, we killed the savage leader of ISIS, al-Baghdadi, who was responsible for so much death, including the mass beheadings of Christians, Muslims, and all who stood in his way. He was a monster. Al-Baghdadi was trying again to rebuild the ISIS caliphate, and failed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But you were so incredible, representing -- I don't say \"me\" -- representing our country and getting it out of this impeachment hoax. What you did was incredible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And they say where he works out -- you know, where the congressmen, senators, they work out -- they say, when Jim works out -- even though he's not as young as he was, but he works out -- the machine starts burning. You know, it's just a different form of a workout than us. Right, Sonny? And -- there he is. Look at that guy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But now we have that gorgeous word -- I never thought a word would sound so good. It's called \"total acquittal.\" Total acquittal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, Debbie, please stand up. Debbie Lesko.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I invited some of our very good friends. And we have limited room, but everybody wanted to come. We kept it down to a minimum. And believe it or not, this is a minimum.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "People came to Washington to help other people. \"Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed,\" I say. They came -- one or two or three people in particular, but many people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And during these horrible times -- I mean, the way he worked and Jim and all of you guys -- the way they worked so -- it was like their life was at stake. So many.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we did win. It was one of the greatest wins of all time. And they said, \"Okay, he won.\" And, you know, I wrote this down because that was where a thing called the \"insurance policy\" -- to me, when I saw the insurance policy -- and that was done long before the election. That was done when they thought that Hillary Clinton was going to win.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So everyone went into the dugout -- ran into the dugout, but Steve was really hit badly in the stomach, and -- with a bullet that rips you apart. It was supposed to do that. It rips -- it rips you apart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, you should have gone -- I wish you got angry. You could have gotten the whole ballgame. He would have said, \"I give up.\" Chuck Grassley is an incredible guy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the other thing, as mentioned in the call and something that I've told Mike Pence, our great Vice President -- I would tell him all the time, and I told him when he went on the trip, because he was over there. He never mentioned anything about this when you had your meeting. It's a terrible thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Fortunately, for all of us here today and for our country, we had transcripts. We had transcribers -- professional transcribers. Then they said, \"Oh, well, maybe the transcription is not correct.\" But Lieutenant Colonel Vindman and his twin brother -- right? -- we had some people that -- really amazing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Think what we could have done if the same energy was put into infrastructure, prescription drug prices. Think of what we could have done. And I'm now talking both sides. Think of what we could have done if we had the same genius -- because it's genius.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, Mark, I want to thank you very much. Fantastic job. Thank you very much. Mark Meadows.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's a very tough thing. And then we ended up winning on Russia, Russia, Russia. It should have taken the one day, as I said, and it took years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We can say that Mike Lee is, by far, the most popular senator from the state. But you've done a fantastic job, Mike, in many ways. In many ways.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And a lot of -- actually, a lot of my guys went there. They went to Iowa. 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So maybe they were. It's no way to get your poll numbers up. It's not worth it -- because from my family's standpoint, it's been very unfair for my family. It's been very unfair to the country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, the theory was you couldn't beat her. Great campaigner. Remember the last campaign, she was going to be taken out. She was always going to be taken out, then she wins and people say, \"How did that happen?\" Didn't happen with him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we'll probably have to do it again because these people have gone stone-cold crazy. But I've beaten them all my life, and I'll beat them again if I have to. But what they're doing is very unfair. Very unfair.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, by the way, Hillary Clinton and the DNC paid for millions -- millions of dollars -- the fake dossier. And now Christopher Steele admits that it's a fake because he got sued by rich people. I should have sued him too. But when you're President, people don't like suing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Jim Jordan, did you want to say something? Go ahead. Huh? Mark?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I just want to tell you that it's an honor to be with you all. I want to apologize to my family for having them have to go through a phony, rotten deal by some very evil and sick people. And Ivanka is here, and my -- my sons and my whole family, and that includes Barron. That includes Barron, who is up there as a young boy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But a tremendous thing was done over the last number of months, but really, if you go back to it, over the last number of years. We had the witch hunt. It started from the day we came down the elevator, myself and our future First Lady, who's with us right now. Thank you, Melania.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The man who we beat, who was expected to win easily, called me after the race. He said, \"You endorsed him, and it was like a nuclear bomb went off. There was nothing I could do.\" He never even spent his money. He saved it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And one of the reasons the stock market has gone up so much in the last few days is people think we're doing so well. They liked the State of the Union speech. It really is -- it's a true honor to give it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "She saw it very early on, and we have -- I don't know if we have other senators here, but we got a hell of a lot of congressmen. And I'll go over them quickly, but they have -- they have also been -- you know, it helped when we won 197 to nothing. That's got to be a first, Kevin. Right? Is that, like, a first?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is a guy -- he just -- he's just a very special guy. His wife I actually like better than him, to be honest. Because he doesn't know that I know that he didn't actually support me right from the beginning, but she did.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Jim Banks of Indiana. Jim, thank you. Great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I love the FBI and the FBI loves me -- 99 percent. It was the top scum. And the FBI people don't like the top scum.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, thank you. Thank you. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And now, I just heard that they're suing the United States of America because they were interfered with. We're not going to let it happen. Just not going to let it happen. We cannot let this happen to our country. We can't.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I'll tell you, Chuck Grassley -- he's looking at Comey: \"Well, you tell me, what did you say?\" Now, he wasn't being rough. That was just the way he talked. And that was when Comey -- I think that was when Comey announced that he was leaking, lying, and everything else, right? He choked because he never heard anybody talk like that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, you see, we thought, after the election, it would stop. But it didn't stop; it just started. And tremendous corruption. Tremendous corruption.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Bradley Byrne, Alabama. What a great place. Thank you, Bradley.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And two days ago, ExxonMobil, in addition to many others, just announced that they are investing $50 billion in the United States. So the good news just keeps on rolling in, and it's going to.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We can reduce the price of prescription drugs and ensure that terminally ill patients have a right to try. So important--right to try. You know, those drugs, they sit in there for 12, 13, 14 years. And a person is terminally ill, they have two months left, and under the old system they don't want to give them even an experimental medicine because they're afraid they're going to be hurt. Well, they're not going to be around for two months.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I think the word \"vocational\" is a much better word than, in many cases, a community college. A lot of people don't know what a community college means or represents. So we're working very hard on vocational schools so that when all these companies move into this country, we're going to have a workforce that knows exactly what they're doing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So--no, we were always going to get it. We never had a problem with it. But if you think about, that by itself is a big bill. The individual mandate by itself is a big, powerful bill. That was just added on to what we did with the massive tax cuts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If the Democrats choose to filibuster a framework that includes a generous path to citizenship or something that is not fair, we are not going to approve it. We're just not going to approve it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As I said the other night, we are a nation that built the Empire State Building in one year. Actually, to be exact, it was--we built it in less than a year. Would you believe it? Working 24 hours around the clock.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For the last 12 months, I have kept one promise after another, and we're just getting started. So often I'll see--and I must say, six, seven months ago, they were saying, he didn't fulfill his promise on this or that. I said, I've only been here for four months. You know, other people were there for eight years and they would finally get something passed. I was there four months--you know this, Paul--and they were saying, \"He didn't fulfill a promise.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So they'll sign a waiver, and we're going to give them the hope of finding something. You have people--and I've known people like this--they travel all over the world to try and find a cure. And we have great experimental drugs, but it will be years before they come on to the market.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Republican position on immigration is the center, mainstream view of the American people, with some extra strength at the border and security at the border added in. What we're asking for and what the American people are pleading for is sanity and common sense in our immigration system. We want immigration rules that protect our communities, defend our security, and admit people who will love our country and contribute to our society.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I think we're very much on our way. From the one standpoint, we're going for funding, which we need, and I think we'll get it. But we have a lot of fighting on that from the other side, and we can't even think about it. We need a strong and powerful military. And we're going to have far more powerful than we were ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It includes reforms that are overwhelmingly popular with the voters, including Democrats. The Democrats want to have--the real Democrats, they want to have their borders protected. But it includes Democrats, independents, Republicans. Americans want an immigration system that works for everybody. And they want safety.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It was a tremendous success, and I give everybody in this room the credit. And I give, certainly, these people behind me tremendous credit for what took place, especially in that last month. That was a month of tremendous pressure, and that was people that were able to act under pressure. My favorite type of person. They were able to act under tremendous pressure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have a chance now to pass into law the immigration reforms that the American people have been demanding for decades and that many of you have been working on for your entire careers. We have a great opportunity as a Republican Party. As the Republican Party, we have a great opportunity. We're getting very little help from the Democrats, but I hope after I leave this room, we're going to get a call from these people saying, \"Let's go.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In fact, if the opposing party had won the election, you would have had tremendous new rules and regulations put on everything, and other things would have happened. And instead of going up almost 50 percent, your stock market, in my opinion, would have gone down 50 percent--I really believe that--because they were stifling it. They were getting prepared to stifle even worse than it was.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Defense is always the most. Got to be the most, John, right? But what we're doing with the courts, I think, is going to go down as one of the greatest achievements, so I want to thank you for that. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Before going any further, I want to send our prayers to everyone affected by the train accident yesterday, and especially to the family of the person who was so tragically killed. Our thoughts are with the victims and their loved ones. And thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We can invest in workforce development, job training, and open new vocational schools, because we want every American to be able to reach their full God-given potential. Vocational schools--today you have community colleges and you have all of the--when I was growing up, we had vocational schools.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The stock market has added more than $8 trillion in new wealth. Unemployment claims are at a 45-year low, which is something. After years of wage stagnation, we are finally seeing rising wages. African American and Hispanic unemployment have both reached the lowest levels ever recorded. That's something very, very special.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And those are the four pillars that I talked about the other night. We call them the White House framework--a plan that will finally bring our immigration system into the 21st Century.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We want something that is very, very tough and strong, in terms of the border. We need to end chain migration, and we need to cancel the terrible visa lottery.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But DACA--we want to take care of DACA, and I hope we will. We need the support of the Democrats in order to do it, and they might not want to do it. They talk like they do, but I don't think they do. But we're going to find out very soon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have many business friends and many people in business that came to me and they say that--including small businesses--they say the fact that they no longer have to go through years of turmoil in getting approved and getting approvals, and getting rule changes and getting all sorts of things, and getting old while they're waiting to get them--the fact that all of that is gone is probably as important or even more important to the massive tax cuts we've gotten people. So that's something.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We can deliver for our police, our veterans, and our brave servicemembers. And finally, after decades of waiting, we can finally pass immigration reform that protects our country, defends our borders, and modernizes our immigration rules to serve the needs of American workers and of American families. So important.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And after that, I said, \"Oh, make sure that's in the bill.\" It was amazing how that had an impact. That had a very big impact on me, Paul. I really didn't care about it, and then when I heard that everybody wanted it--for 40 years, they've been trying to get it approved, and I said, \"Make sure you don't lose ANWR.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We want every American to know the dignity of work, the pride of a paycheck, and the satisfaction of a job really well done. And we're reaching our hand all across the aisle in pursuit of common ground and commonsense reforms for the good of all Americans. All Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And in order to defeat terrorists, we're also asking Congress to ensure that we continue to have all necessary power and everything we need to defeat and detain the terrorists. We can't treat terrorists like common criminals; they are really unlawful enemy combatants.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We also doubled the child tax credit, and that's so helpful to so many. We've gone from one of the highest business tax rates anywhere in the world, to one of the most competitive--one of the lower ones--so that our great workers and companies can compete and win against anyone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Every day, we're removing government burdens and empowering our citizens to follow their hearts and live out their dreams. The priorities of Republicans in Congress are the priorities of the American people. We believe in strong families, and we believe in strong borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we have to go, and we have to get it done and get it done properly, and we're going to have to compromise--unless we elect more Republicans, in which case, we can have it just the way everybody in this room wants it. We have to be willing to give a little in order for our country to gain a whole lot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I like the word \"reciprocal.\" If they're going to do it to us, we're going to do it to them. And what's going to happen is your numbers are going to either come down, or we're going to make a lot of money. And either one is okay, as far as I'm concerned.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Clearing the second floor of a vital hospital, Kenton Stacy was severely wounded by an explosion. Immediately, Justin bounded into the booby-trapped building and found Kenton in bad shape. He applied pressure to the wound and inserted a tube to reopen an airway. He then performed CPR for 20 straight minutes during the ground transport and maintained artificial respiration through 2 hours of emergency surgery.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Finally, we are joined by one more witness to the ominous nature of this regime. His name is Mr. Ji Seong-ho.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is our new American moment. There has never been a better time to start living the American Dream.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Since the election, we have created 2.4 million new jobs, including 200,000 new jobs in manufacturing alone. After years of wage stagnation, we are finally seeing rising wages.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Around the world, we face rogue regimes, terrorist groups, and rivals like China and Russia that challenge our interests, our economy, and our values. In confronting these dangers, we know that weakness is the surest path to conflict, and unmatched power is the surest means of our defense.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To lower tax rates for hardworking Americans, we nearly doubled the standard deduction for everyone. Now, the first $24,000 earned by a married couple is completely tax-free. We also doubled the child tax credit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So tonight, I am extending an open hand to work with members of both parties--Democrats and Republicans--to protect our citizens of every background, color, religion, and creed. My duty, and the sacred duty of every elected official in this chamber, is to defend Americans--to protect their safety, their families, their communities, and their right to the American Dream. Because Americans are dreamers too.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Americans love their country. And they deserve a Government that shows them the same love and loyalty in return.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Kenton Stacy would have died if not for Justin's selfless love for a fellow warrior. Tonight, Kenton is recovering in Texas. Raqqa is liberated. And Justin is wearing his new Bronze Star, with a \"V\" for \"Valor.\" Staff Sergeant Peck: All of America salutes you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The third pillar ends the visa lottery--a program that randomly hands out green cards without any regard for skill, merit, or the safety of our people. It is time to begin moving towards a merit-based immigration system--one that admits people who are skilled, who want to work, who will contribute to our society, and who will love and respect our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It was that same yearning for freedom that nearly 250 years ago gave birth to a special place called America. It was a small cluster of colonies caught between a great ocean and a vast wilderness. But it was home to an incredible people with a revolutionary idea: that they could rule themselves. That they could chart their own destiny. And that, together, they could light up the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Shortly afterwards, dozens of countries voted in the United Nations General Assembly against America's sovereign right to make this recognition. American taxpayers generously send those same countries billions of dollars in aid every year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Here tonight are Steve Staub and Sandy Keplinger of Staub Manufacturing--a small business in Ohio. They have just finished the best year in their 20-year history. Because of tax reform, they are handing out raises, hiring an additional 14 people, and expanding into the building next door.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We slashed the business tax rate from 35 percent all the way down to 21 percent, so American companies can compete and win against anyone in the world. These changes alone are estimated to increase average family income by more than $4,000.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is a nation of builders. We built the Empire State Building in just 1 year--is it not a disgrace that it can now take 10 years just to get a permit approved for a simple road?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We heard about Americans like firefighter David Dahlberg. He is here with us too. David faced down walls of flame to rescue almost 60 children trapped at a California summer camp threatened by wildfires.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Some trials over the past year touched this chamber very personally. With us tonight is one of the toughest people ever to serve in this House--a guy who took a bullet, almost died, and was back to work three and a half months later: the legend from Louisiana, Congressman Steve Scalise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tonight, I want to talk about what kind of future we are going to have, and what kind of Nation we are going to be. All of us, together, as one team, one people, and one American family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But above all else, they are Americans. And this Capitol, this city, and this Nation, belong to them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In recent weeks, two terrorist attacks in New York were made possible by the visa lottery and chain migration. In the age of terrorism, these programs present risks we can no longer afford.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Small business confidence is at an all-time high. The stock market has smashed one record after another, gaining $8 trillion in value. That is great news for Americans' 401k, retirement, pension, and college savings accounts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We want every American to know the dignity of a hard day's work. We want every child to be safe in their home at night. And we want every citizen to be proud of this land that we love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The fourth and final pillar protects the nuclear family by ending chain migration. Under the current broken system, a single immigrant can bring in virtually unlimited numbers of distant relatives. Under our plan, we focus on the immediate family by limiting sponsorships to spouses and minor children. This vital reform is necessary, not just for our economy, but for our security, and our future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Less than 1 year has passed since I first stood at this podium, in this majestic chamber, to speak on behalf of the American People--and to address their concerns, their hopes, and their dreams. That night, our new Administration had already taken swift action. A new tide of optimism was already sweeping across our land.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Seong-ho traveled thousands of miles on crutches across China and Southeast Asia to freedom. Most of his family followed. His father was caught trying to escape, and was tortured to death.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Past experience has taught us that complacency and concessions only invite aggression and provocation. I will not repeat the mistakes of past administrations that got us into this dangerous position.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together, we can reclaim our building heritage. We will build gleaming new roads, bridges, highways, railways, and waterways across our land. And we will do it with American heart, American hands, and American grit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And freedom stands tall over one more monument: this one. This Capitol. This living monument to the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our warriors in Afghanistan also have new rules of engagement. Along with their heroic Afghan partners, our military is no longer undermined by artificial timelines, and we no longer tell our enemies our plans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Unemployment claims have hit a 45-year low. African American unemployment stands at the lowest rate ever recorded, and Hispanic American unemployment has also reached the lowest levels in history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Most importantly, these four pillars will produce legislation that fulfills my ironclad pledge to only sign a bill that puts America first. So let us come together, set politics aside, and finally get the job done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Otto's Parents, Fred and Cindy Warmbier, are with us tonight--along with Otto's brother and sister, Austin and Greta. You are powerful witnesses to a menace that threatens our world, and your strength inspires us all. Tonight, we pledge to honor Otto's memory with American resolve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Evelyn, Elizabeth, Freddy, and Robert: Tonight, everyone in this chamber is praying for you. Everyone in America is grieving for you. And 320 million hearts are breaking for you. We cannot imagine the depth of your sorrow, but we can make sure that other families never have to endure this pain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Over the last year, we have made incredible progress and achieved extraordinary success. We have faced challenges we expected, and others we could never have imagined. We have shared in the heights of victory and the pains of hardship. We endured floods and fires and storms. But through it all, we have seen the beauty of America's soul, and the steel in America's spine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In that moment, Ryan said he felt God speak to him: \"You will do it--because you can.\" He took out a picture of his wife and their four kids. Then, he went home to tell his wife Rebecca. In an instant, she agreed to adopt. The Holets named their new daughter Hope.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The first pillar of our framework generously offers a path to citizenship for 1.8 million illegal immigrants who were brought here by their parents at a young age--that covers almost three times more people than the previous administration. Under our plan, those who meet education and work requirements, and show good moral character, will be able to become full citizens of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Army Staff Sergeant Justin Peck is here tonight. Near Raqqa last November, Justin and his comrade, Chief Petty Officer Kenton Stacy, were on a mission to clear buildings that ISIS had rigged with explosives so that civilians could return to the city.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For decades, open borders have allowed drugs and gangs to pour into our most vulnerable communities. They have allowed millions of low-wage workers to compete for jobs and wages against the poorest Americans. Most tragically, they have caused the loss of many innocent lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Over the last year, the world has seen what we always knew: that no people on Earth are so fearless, or daring, or determined as Americans. If there is a mountain, we climb it. If there is a frontier, we cross it. If there is a challenge, we tame it. If there is an opportunity, we seize it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Ryan and Rebecca: You embody the goodness of our Nation. Thank you, and congratulations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Otto Warmbier was a hardworking student at the University of Virginia. On his way to study abroad in Asia, Otto joined a tour to North Korea. At its conclusion, this wonderful young man was arrested and charged with crimes against the state. After a shameful trial, the dictatorship sentenced Otto to 15 years of hard labor, before returning him to America last June--horribly injured and on the verge of death. He passed away just days after his return.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In 2016, we lost 64,000 Americans to drug overdoses: 174 deaths per day. Seven per hour. We must get much tougher on drug dealers and pushers if we are going to succeed in stopping this scourge.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States is a compassionate nation. We are proud that we do more than any other country to help the needy, the struggling, and the underprivileged all over the world. But as President of the United States, my highest loyalty, my greatest compassion, and my constant concern is for America's children, America's struggling workers, and America's forgotten communities. I want our youth to grow up to achieve great things. I want our poor to have their chance to rise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That is what our country has always been about. That is what Americans have always stood for, always strived for, and always done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we love the Commonwealth of Virginia, but what is going on in Virginia? What is going on? The Governor stated that he would execute a baby after birth. You remember that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together, we will defend this truth all across our magnificent land. We will set free the dreams of our people. And with determined hope, we look forward to all of the blessings that will come from the beauty, talent, purpose, nobility, and grace of every American child.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together, we are the voice for the voiceless. When it comes to abortion, Democrats is a -- and you know this, you've seen what's happened -- Democrats have embraced the most radical and extreme positions taken and seen in this country for years, and decades -- and you can even say \"for centuries.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For 47 years, Americans of all backgrounds have traveled from across the country to stand for life. And today, as President of the United States, I am truly proud to stand with you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This year, the March for Life is celebrating the 100th anniversary of the 19th Amendment, which forever enshrined women's rights to vote in the United States -- and given by the United States Constitution. Such a big event.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have taken decisive action to protect the religious liberty -- so important. Religious liberty has been under attack all over the world, and, frankly, very strongly attacked in our nation. You see it better than anyone. But we are stopping it, and we're taking care of doctors, nurses, teachers, and groups like the Little Sisters of the Poor. We are preserving faith-based adoption.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When we see the image of a baby in the womb, we glimpse the majesty of God's creation. When we hold a newborn in our arms, we know the endless love that each child brings to a family. When we watch a child grow, we see the splendor that radiates from each human soul. One life changes the world. From my family -- and I can tell you, I send love and I send great, great love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The life movement is led by strong women, amazing faith leaders, and brave students who carry on the legacy of pioneers before us who fought to raise the conscience of our nation and uphold the rights of our citizens. You embrace mothers with care and compassion. You are powered by prayer, and motivated by pure, unselfish love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You're grateful -- and we are so grateful -- these are incredible people -- to be joined by Secretary Alex Azar and Kellyanne Conway. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Senate Democrats even blocked legislation that would give medical care to babies who survive attempted abortions. That's why I've called on Congress -- two of our great senators here, so many of our congressmen here -- and called upon them to defend the dignity of life and to pass legislation prohibiting late-term abortion of children who can feel pain in their mother's womb.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And to all of the moms here today: We celebrate you, and we declare that mothers are heroes. That's true. Your strength, devotion, and drive is what powers our nation. And, because of you, our country has been blessed with amazing souls who have changed the course of human history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I have to say -- and I look at it -- I see it exactly -- we have many, many more politicians in the audience. But, if you don't mind, I won't introduce them all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The third pillar of our strategy is to preserve peace through strength. We recognize that weakness is the surest path to conflict, and unrivaled power is the most certain means of defense. For this reason, our strategy breaks from the damaging defense sequester. We're going to get rid of that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We know that American success is not a forgone conclusion. It must be earned and it must be won. Our rivals are tough, they're tenacious, and committed to the long term. But so are we.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Over the past 11 months, I have traveled tens of thousands of miles to visit 13 countries. I have met with more than 100 world leaders. I have carried America's message to a grand hall in Saudi Arabia, a great square in Warsaw, to the General Assembly of the United Nations, and to the seat of democracy on the Korean Peninsula. Everywhere I traveled, it was my highest privilege and greatest honor to represent the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have cut 22 regulations for every one new regulation, the most in the history of our country. We have unlocked America's vast energy resources.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On January 20th, 2017, I stood on the steps of the Capitol to herald the day the people became the rulers of their nation again. Thank you. Now, less than one year later, I am proud to report that the entire world has heard the news and has already seen the signs. America is coming back, and America is coming back strong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It calls for cutting taxes and rolling back unnecessary regulations. It calls for trade based on the principles of fairness and reciprocity. It calls for firm action against unfair trade practices and intellectual property theft. And it calls for new steps to protect our national security industrial and innovation base.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The strategy proposes a complete rebuilding of American infrastructure--our roads, bridges, airports, waterways, and communications infrastructure. And it embraces a future of American energy dominance and self-sufficiency.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Optimism has surged. Confidence has returned. With this new confidence, we are also bringing back clarity to our thinking. We are reasserting these fundamental truths:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Because of our people, America has been among the greatest forces for peace and justice in the history of the world. The American people are generous. You are determined, you are brave, you are strong, and you are wise.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let me begin by expressing our deepest sympathies and most heartfelt prayers for the victims of the train derailment in Washington State. We are closely monitoring the situation and coordinating with local authorities. It is all the more reason why we must start immediately fixing the infrastructure of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We also face rival powers, Russia and China, that seek to challenge American influence, values, and wealth. We will attempt to build a great partnership with those and other countries, but in a manner that always protects our national interest.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But last year, all of that began to change. The American people rejected the failures of the past. 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For many years, our citizens watched as Washington politicians presided over one disappointment after another. To many of our leaders--so many who forgot whose voices they were to respect and whose interests they were supposed to defend--our leaders in Washington negotiated disastrous trade deals that brought massive profits to many foreign nations, but sent thousands of American factories, and millions of American jobs, to those other countries.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And over the profound objections of the American people, our politicians left our borders wide open. Millions of immigrants entered illegally. Millions more were admitted into our country without the proper vetting needed to protect our security and our economy. Leaders in Washington imposed on the country an immigration policy that Americans never voted for, never asked for, and never approved--a policy where the wrong people are allowed into our country and the right people are rejected. American citizens, as usual, have been left to bear the cost and to pick up the tab.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are rebuilding our nation, our confidence, and our standing in the world. We have moved swiftly to confront our challenges, and we have confronted them head-on.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When the American people speak, all of us should listen. And just over one year ago, you spoke loud and you spoke clear. On November 8, 2016, you voted to make America great again. You embraced new leadership and very new strategies, and also a glorious new hope. That is why we are here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have withdrawn the United States from job-killing deals such as the Trans-Pacific Partnership and the very expensive and unfair Paris Climate Accord. And on our trip to Asia last month, I announced that we will no longer tolerate trading abuse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must love and defend it. We must guard it with vigilance and spirit, and, if necessary, like so many before us, with our very lives. And we declare that our will is renewed, our future is regained, and our dreams are restored.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As the world watches--and the world is indeed watching--we are days away from passing historic tax cuts for American families and businesses. It will be the biggest tax cut and tax reform in the history of our country. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Every American has a role to play in this grand national effort. And today, I invite every citizen to take their part in our vital mission. Together, our task is to strengthen our families, to build up our communities, to serve our citizens, and to celebrate American greatness as a shining example to the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America will lead again. We do not seek to impose our way of life on anyone, but we will champion the values without apology. We want strong alliances and partnerships based on cooperation and reciprocity. We will make new partnerships with those who share our goals, and make common interests into a common cause. We will not allow inflexible ideology to become an obsolete and obstacle to peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They put American energy under lock and key. They imposed punishing regulations and crippling taxes. They surrendered our sovereignty to foreign bureaucrats in faraway and distant capitals.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At home, we are keeping our promises and liberating the American economy. We have created more than 2 million jobs since the election. Unemployment is at a 17-year-low. The stock market is at an all-time high and, just a little while ago, hit yet another all-time high--the 85th time since my election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But while we seek such opportunities of cooperation, we will stand up for ourselves, and we will stand up for our country like we have never stood up before. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The second pillar of our strategy is to promote American prosperity. For the first time, American strategy recognizes that economic security is national security. 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The people lost confidence in their government and, eventually, even lost confidence in their future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Federal judges don't stand for election. Thus, they have no basis for claiming that their preferences reflect those of the people. This separation of duty from political preference is what makes the judiciary distinct among the three branches of government.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Jesse and I are also so grateful to the many people have supported -- who have supported our family over these last several weeks. Through ways both tangible and intangible, you have made this day possible. Jesse and I have been truly awestruck by your generosity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must never take this radiant inheritance for granted. We must never lose confidence in our history, our heritage, or in our heroes. To reach for the stars, we must stand upon the strong and sturdy foundation built by those incredible Americans who came before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Also with us, Senators Marsha Blackburn, Mike Braun, Bill Cassidy, Kevin Cramer, Ted Cruz, Steve Daines, Ron Johnson, James Lankford, Mike Lee, and Martha McSally. And I hope I didn't leave anybody out.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Justice Barrett earned a full academic scholarship to Notre Dame Law School, graduated first in her class, and served as a clerk for Justice Antonin Scalia. She was a beloved professor at Notre Dame Law School for 15 years before I very proudly appointed her to the U. S. Circuit Court of Appeals for the 7th Circuit in 2017.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Also, I want to thank White House Counsel Pat Cipollone. Thank you, Pat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want every American child watching to understand that this is a very special and important ceremony. We are fulfilling the duty that passes to each new generation to sustain the national traditions and virtues that make possible everything we have achieved before that we will do tomorrow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our country owes a debt of thanks to Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell. We appreciate it very much, Mitch. Thank you. And we are grateful as well to the Senate Judiciary Chairman Lindsey Graham. Thank you, Lindsey.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On this October evening -- and it is so beautiful -- the First Lady and I welcome you to the White House to bear witness to history. In a few moments, we will proudly swear in the newest member of the United States Supreme Court: Justice Amy Coney Barrett.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And a very special thanks to our great Vice President, Mike Pence. Thank you, Mike.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My heartfelt thanks go to the members of the White House staff and Department of Justice who worked tirelessly to support me through this process. Your stamina is remarkable, and I have been the beneficiary of it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As long as we are loyal to our founding and to our fellow citizens, America's future will be bright, America's destiny will be great, and America's people will forever and always be free. I now ask Justice Thomas to administer the Oath. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Because of our Constitution and our culture of freedom, you live in a land where anything is possible and where any dream can come true. No matter who you are, no matter your background, in America, everyone is entitled to equal protection under our laws, and your sacred rights can never, ever be taken away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Constitution is the ultimate defense of American liberty. The faithful application of the law is the cornerstone of our Republic. That is why, as President, I have no more solemn obligation and no greater honor than to appoint Supreme Court justices.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Appreciate it. Thank you very much. Distinguished guests and my fellow citizens, this is a momentous day for America, for the United States Constitution, and for the fair and impartial rule of law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The ongoing tragedy in Syria is heartbreaking. Our shared goals must be the de-escalation of military conflict, along with a political solution that honors the will of the Syrian people. In this vein, we urge the United Nations-led peace process be reinvigorated. But, rest assured, the United States will respond if chemical weapons are deployed by the Assad regime.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Ultimately, the only long-term solution to the migration crisis is to help people build more hopeful futures in their home countries. Make their countries great again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The dreams that fill this hall today are as diverse as the people who have stood at this podium, and as varied as the countries represented right here in this body are. It really is something. It really is great, great history.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yet, other countries did not grant us fair and reciprocal access to their markets in return. Even worse, some countries abused their openness to dump their products, subsidize their goods, target our industries, and manipulate their currencies to gain unfair advantage over our country. As a result, our trade deficit ballooned to nearly $800 billion a year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Iranian people are rightly outraged that their leaders have embezzled billions of dollars from Iran's treasury, seized valuable portions of the economy, and looted the people's religious endowments, all to line their own pockets and send their proxies to wage war. Not good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To unleash this incredible potential in our people, we must defend the foundations that make it all possible. Sovereign and independent nations are the only vehicle where freedom has ever survived, democracy has ever endured, or peace has ever prospered. And so we must protect our sovereignty and our cherished independence above all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One year ago, I stood before you for the first time in this grand hall. I addressed the threats facing our world, and I presented a vision to achieve a brighter future for all of humanity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "From Warsaw to Brussels, to Tokyo to Singapore, it has been my highest honor to represent the United States abroad. I have forged close relationships and friendships and strong partnerships with the leaders of many nations in this room, and our approach has already yielded incredible change.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States is the world's largest giver in the world, by far, of foreign aid. But few give anything to us. That is why we are taking a hard look at U. S. foreign assistance. That will be headed up by Secretary of State Mike Pompeo. We will examine what is working, what is not working, and whether the countries who receive our dollars and our protection also have our interests at heart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America's--so true. Didn't expect that reaction, but that's okay.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Not long ago, Venezuela was one of the richest countries on Earth. Today, socialism has bankrupted the oil-rich nation and driven its people into abject poverty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For decades, the United States opened its economy--the largest, by far, on Earth--with few conditions. We allowed foreign goods from all over the world to flow freely across our borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the nations of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We ask all nations to isolate Iran's regime as long as its aggression continues. And we ask all nations to support Iran's people as they struggle to reclaim their religious and righteous destiny.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Iran deal was a windfall for Iran's leaders. In the years since the deal was reached, Iran's military budget grew nearly 40 percent. The dictatorship used the funds to build nuclear-capable missiles, increase internal repression, finance terrorism, and fund havoc and slaughter in Syria and Yemen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We want them to stop raising prices, we want them to start lowering prices, and they must contribute substantially to military protection from now on. We are not going to put up with it--these horrible prices--much longer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In that spirit, we ask the nations gathered here to join us in calling for the restoration of democracy in Venezuela. Today, we are announcing additional sanctions against the repressive regime, targeting Maduro's inner circle and close advisors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States is committed to making the United Nations more effective and accountable. I have said many times that the United Nations has unlimited potential. As part of our reform effort, I have told our negotiators that the United States will not pay more than 25 percent of the U. N. peacekeeping budget. This will encourage other countries to step up, get involved, and also share in this very large burden.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Moving forward, we are only going to give foreign aid to those who respect us and, frankly, are our friends. And we expect other countries to pay their fair share for the cost of their defense.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Following my trip to Saudi Arabia last year, the Gulf countries opened a new center to target terrorist financing. They are enforcing new sanctions, working with us to identify and track terrorist networks, and taking more responsibility for fighting terrorism and extremism in their own region.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So together, let us choose a future of patriotism, prosperity, and pride. Let us choose peace and freedom over domination and defeat. And let us come here to this place to stand for our people and their nations, forever strong, forever sovereign, forever just, and forever thankful for the grace and the goodness and the glory of God.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thanks to the United States military and our partnership with many of your nations, I am pleased to report that the bloodthirsty killers known as ISIS have been driven out from the territory they once held in Iraq and Syria. We will continue to work with friends and allies to deny radical Islamic terrorists any funding, territory or support, or any means of infiltrating our borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In America, we believe strongly in energy security for ourselves and for our allies. We have become the largest energy producer anywhere on the face of the Earth.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States is also working with partners in Latin America to confront threats to sovereignty from uncontrolled migration. Tolerance for human struggling and human smuggling and trafficking is not humane. It's a horrible thing that's going on, at levels that nobody has ever seen before. It's very, very cruel.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We recognize the right of every nation in this room to set its own immigration policy in accordance with its national interests, just as we ask other countries to respect our own right to do the same--which we are doing. That is one reason the United States will not participate in the new Global Compact on Migration. Migration should not be governed by an international body unaccountable to our own citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States has launched a campaign of economic pressure to deny the regime the funds it needs to advance its bloody agenda. Last month, we began re-imposing hard-hitting nuclear sanctions that had been lifted under the Iran deal. Additional sanctions will resume November 5th, and more will follow. And we're working with countries that import Iranian crude oil to cut their purchases substantially.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America's policy of principled realism means we will not be held hostage to old dogmas, discredited ideologies, and so-called experts who have been proven wrong over the years, time and time again. This is true not only in matters of peace, but in matters of prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Iran's neighbors have paid a heavy toll for the region's agenda of aggression and expansion. That is why so many countries in the Middle East strongly supported my decision to withdraw the United States from the horrible 2015 Iran Nuclear Deal and re-impose nuclear sanctions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It has been the formal policy of our country since President Monroe that we reject the interference of foreign nations in this hemisphere and in our own affairs. The United States has recently strengthened our laws to better screen foreign investments in our country for national security threats, and we welcome cooperation with countries in this region and around the world that wish to do the same. You need to do it for your own protection.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have secured record funding for our military--$700 billion this year, and $716 billion next year. Our military will soon be more powerful than it has ever been before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Last month, we announced a groundbreaking U. S.-Mexico trade agreement. And just yesterday, I stood with President Moon to announce the successful completion of the brand new U. S.-Korea trade deal. And this is just the beginning.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For similar reasons, the United States will provide no support in recognition to the International Criminal Court. As far as America is concerned, the ICC has no jurisdiction, no legitimacy, and no authority. The ICC claims near-universal jurisdiction over the citizens of every country, violating all principles of justice, fairness, and due process. We will never surrender America's sovereignty to an unelected, unaccountable, global bureaucracy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Iran's leaders sow chaos, death, and destruction. They do not respect their neighbors or borders, or the sovereign rights of nations. Instead, Iran's leaders plunder the nation's resources to enrich themselves and to spread mayhem across the Middle East and far beyond.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is great news for our citizens and for peace-loving people everywhere. We believe that when nations respect the rights of their neighbors, and defend the interests of their people, they can better work together to secure the blessings of safety, prosperity, and peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Only when each of us does our part and contributes our share can we realize the U. N.'s highest aspirations. We must pursue peace without fear, hope without despair, and security without apology.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are standing up for America and for the American people. And we are also standing up for the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But those days are over. We will no longer tolerate such abuse. We will not allow our workers to be victimized, our companies to be cheated, and our wealth to be plundered and transferred. America will never apologize for protecting its citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America's economy is booming like never before. Since my election, we've added $10 trillion in wealth. The stock market is at an all-time high in history, and jobless claims are at a 50-year low. African American, Hispanic American, and Asian American unemployment have all achieved their lowest levels ever recorded. We've added more than 4 million new jobs, including half a million manufacturing jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If confirmed, Justice Barrett will make history as the first mother of school-aged children ever to serve on the U. S. Supreme Court. That's good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For 21 years, Jesse has asked me, every single morning, what he can do for me that day. And though I almost always say \"nothing,\" he still finds ways to take things off my plate. And that's not because he has a lot of free time--he has a busy law practice--it's because he is a superb and generous husband, and I am very fortunate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Law and order is the foundation of the American system of justice. No matter the issue, no matter the case before her, I am supremely confident that Judge Barrett will issue rulings based solely upon a fair reading of the law. She will defend the sacred principle of equal justice for citizens of every race, color, religion, and creed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With us as well are the First Lady--thank you, First Lady, along with Vice President Mike Pence and his amazing wife, Karen. Thank you very much, Mike.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, it is my honor to nominate one of our nation's most brilliant and gifted legal minds to the Supreme Court. She is a woman of unparalleled achievement, towering intellect, sterling credentials, and unyielding loyalty to the Constitution: Judge Amy Coney Barrett.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have no illusions that the road ahead of me will be easy, either for the short term or the long haul. I never imagined that I would find myself in this position. But now that I am, I assure you that I will meet the challenge with both humility and courage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I further urge all members of the other side of the aisle to provide Judge Barrett with the respectful and dignified hearing that she deserves and, frankly, that our country deserves. I urge lawmakers and members of the media to refrain from personal or partisan attacks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If confirmed, I would not assume that role for the sake of those in my own circle, and certainly not for my own sake. I would assume this role to serve you. I would discharge the judicial oath, which requires me to administer justice without respect to persons, do equal right to the poor and rich, and faithfully and impartially discharge my duties under the United States Constitution.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Members of the United States Senate, I look forward to working with you during the confirmation process, and I will do my very best to demonstrate that I am worthy of your support. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Justices Scalia and Ginsburg disagreed fiercely in print without rancor in person. Their ability to maintain a warm and rich friendship, despite their differences, even inspired an opera. These two great Americans demonstrated that arguments, even about matters of great consequence, need not destroy affection. In both my personal and professional relationships, I strive to meet that standard.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the stakes for our country are incredibly high. Rulings that the Supreme Court will issue in the coming years will decide the survival of our Second Amendment, our religious liberty, our public safety, and so much more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also joined by Amy's husband, Jesse--thank you, Jesse, very much--and their seven beautiful children. Congratulations to you all. A very special day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our children obviously make our life very full. While I am a judge, I'm better known back home as a room parent, carpool driver, and birthday party planner. When schools went remote last spring, I tried on another hat. Jesse and I became co-principals of the Barrett e-learning academy. And, yes, the list of enrolled students was a very long one.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For the last three years, Judge Barrett has served with immense distinction on the federal bench. Amy is more than a stellar scholar and judge; she is also a profoundly devoted mother. Her family is a core part of who Amy is. She opened her home and her heart, and adopted two beautiful children from Haiti. Her incredible bond with her youngest child, a son with Down Syndrome, is a true inspiration.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Amy Coney Barrett will decide cases based on the text of the Constitution as written. As Amy has said, \"Being a judge takes courage. You are not there to decide cases as you may prefer. You are there to do your duty and to follow the law wherever it may take you.\" That is exactly what Judge Barrett will do on the U. S. Supreme Court.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our children are my greatest joy, even though they deprive me of any reasonable amount of sleep. I couldn't manage this very full life without the unwavering support of my husband, Jesse. At the start of our marriage, I imagined that we would run our household as partners. As it has turned out, Jesse does far more than his share of the work. To my chagrin, I learned at dinner recently that my children consider him to be the better cook.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "She was a woman of enormous talent and consequence, and her life of public service serves as an example to us all. Particularly poignant to me was her long and deep friendship with Justice Antonin Scalia, my own mentor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our family includes me, my husband Jesse, Emma, Vivian, Tess, John Peter, Liam, Juliet, and Benjamin. Vivian and John Peter, as the President said, were born in Haiti and they came to us, five years apart, when they were very young. And the most revealing fact about Benjamin, our youngest, is that his brothers and sisters unreservedly identify him as their favorite sibling.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I clerked for Justice Scalia more than 20 years ago, but the lessons I learned still resonate. His judicial philosophy is mine too: A judge must apply the law as written. Judges are not policymakers, and they must be resolute in setting aside any policy views they might hold. The President has asked me to become the ninth justice, and as it happens, I'm used to being in a group of nine: my family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Congratulations again to Judge Barrett. I know that you will make our country very, very proud.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The NIH, CDC, and FDA are also currently validating several antibody tests that will allow us to determine whether someone has already had the virus and potentially become immune to infection. We're looking at that. The antibody tests are going to be very interesting, over the next short while. A lot of things are being developed, as we speak.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, if you look at Detroit, if you look at Philadelphia, if you look at Louisiana--Louisiana is in green. Detroit is in gray. You can see across the board, across these metro areas--across metro areas with--have a higher concentration of individuals, this is what the American people in these large cities have done, where it is more difficult often to socially distance. And we're just really impressed by the work of the mayors and the governors to make this happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Because we're getting fake news, and I like to have it corrected. They're saying what a great job we're doing, and the media--these are the governors of California, governor of New Jersey, governor of New York.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Please, you could put it on. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The governors know that. No, you have --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, the states--the states are supposed to be buying their own stuff. But should they need it, we are ready to give them, because we're building up our stockpile again like crazy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let me ask you this: Why didn't Biden--why did Biden apologize? Why did he write a letter of apology?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead. Uh, yeah, please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, no, that's somebody's opinion. All that is is an opinion.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But this is an unprecedented time. But I have to tell you: When you look at the fact--despite the heartbreaking loss of more than 22,000 Americans--when you look at the fact of what the health experts told us this could be, I think I only can feel a sense of gratitude to the American people, gratitude to the extraordinary team that has counseled this President, the steps that President Trump has taken, the policies that governors have implemented all across America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also spoke with the King of Saudi Arabia and that was a very important call. And the bottom nine is OPEC Plus. It's called OPEC Plus because there are other states also, other nations. We came to a very good agreement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let me--let me--let me just say something really straight from my heart, if I can. I lost my dad 32 years ago today. April 13th is always a tough day for our family. And this morning, when my brothers and sisters were sending around pictures of dad, like we always do, I just thought of the families of the more than 22,000 Americans that we've lost.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I've been up here many times telling you that mitigation works. So if mitigation works, and you instigated and--you initiated earlier, you will probably have saved more lives. If you initiated it later, you probably would have lost more lives, if you initiated at a certain time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And so we're really looking what are sentinel surveillance sites. I think we can see where there's outbreaks, because once people have symptoms, you can see them. But where do you do sentinel surveillance so that you find them before they have symptoms. This is what we have done for decades in HIV, and it's what's allowing us right now to really control the HIV/AIDS epidemic in Sub-Saharan Africa, because we're finding people when they're asymptomatic and treating them when they're asymptomatic. So this is something we know how to do and it's something we're working very closely with CDC and others on to make sure that we can bring that full capacity to the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, they have to get the material. You know, the governors have to get the material.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I aligned the supply chain to those geographic areas to try to get as much there, while we realize the rest of the nation needs supplies as well. And then we aligned to the supply chain to site of care: public hospitals, VA, private hospitals, nursing homes, first responders, acute care, and on down the line.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've also, as you probably heard, developed a committee. We're actually calling it a number of committees with the most prominent people in the country, the most successful people in the various fields. And we'll be announcing them tomorrow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, please. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we're standing before you today, the first time in American history, when all 50 states have issued emergency declarations, and the territories. This is an unprecedented time in the life of the nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And so we have--we're going to have a few committees. I'll call them \"committees,\" and then ultimately we're going to make decisions. So we're going to make decisions fairly quickly, and I think they're going to be the correct decision. I hope so.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is all a tribute to our wonderful healthcare advisors and experts who have been with us right from the beginning. We appreciate it so much. In fact, Dr. Fauci is here. Maybe I could ask Tony to say a few words before we go any further.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And again, you don't have anybody driving you crazy, saying they're not getting ventilators, they're not getting all of the different things, they need more beds. They have a lot of beds right now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The President has talked about potentially adding infrastructure and other things. We think there is a likelihood we will need more money, and we will--we will sit down and try to get a bipartisan bill. But this is important we deliver on small businesses. Fifty percent of the people work for small businesses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Very big, very powerful machines where, in a certain state's case, they're only using 10 percent of their capacity and they didn't know it. That happens to be Illinois.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, I know. I know.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we weren't here for the states, you would have had a problem in this country like you've never seen before. We were here to back them up. And we're backing--and we've more than backed them up. We did a job that nobody ever thought was possible. It's a decision for the President of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So that's it. Steve, go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank the many governors, health professionals, scientists, and business leaders for their incredible hard work and input over the past month, and even long beyond a month, Mike, I would say. You know, we've been working together with a lot of for, it seems like, forever.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At this point, we have just short of 7,000 ventilators in the Strategic National Stockpile. But as--as Admiral Polowczyk will detail, we're already beginning to receive newly manufactured ventilators. We'll get another thousand in this week. By the middle of May, we'll literally have another 8,000 ventilators available for deployment around the country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, many of the governors were asking for far too many. And we said they were asking for far too many. We talked and we said--you said very strongly that they just don't need that many. You said they don't need that many beds--Deborah.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In addition, we've ordered a total of 60 mobile decontamidation --contamination systems. So the decontamination system from Battelle, in Ohio, is an incredible thing because it takes the masks, and up to 20 times you can decontaminate a mask. And I've been asking from the beginning: \"Why can't we sterilize and sanitize these masks?\" And it turned out we can. And there was a great company in Ohio, they sent us some great equipment, and they're doing that now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, we have been from the beginning. I don't know what it is exactly. But if I put somebody's opinion up--you know, I don't mind controversy. I think controversy is a good thing, not a bad thing. But I want it to be honest controversy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're--we're very aware of the issue. Quite frankly, we've been studying this issue way before COVID and had concerns about some of these non-bank servicers not being well capitalized. But we're going to--we're going to make sure that the market functions properly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And a lot of the states have the big machines that can do a lot. They didn't even know they had them. They didn't even know that they had them. And Mike is going to be talking about that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I took this action early. And so the story in the New York Times was a total fake. It's a fake newspaper and they write fake stories. And someday--hopefully in five years, when I'm not here--those papers are all going out of business because nobody is going to want to read them. But now they like them because they write about me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I mean, we were discussing today, at the task force, that when you look at the European Union as a whole, they have nearly three times the mortality rate that the United States of America has today. And that is a tribute to our extraordinary healthcare workers, their dedication, their tireless work. But it's also a tribute to the fact that the American people put into practice the mitigation efforts that the President counseled the nation to do on the advice of our best scientists, now more than a month ago, and our hospitals were not overwhelmed and are not overwhelmed at this hour.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Seven cases were on January 31st. Now, on January 21st, there was a case. Not one person had died. You heard that, Steve, right? Not one person.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I think that's something that's not going to happen. They want to open. They have to open. They have to get open. Every one of those states, the people want to go and they want to --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're going to have a lot of ventilators. We have a lot--you heard the numbers--we have a lot coming next week. Next week, we have a tremendous amount coming.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I mean, we built more beds than we thought. We thought, in Louisiana, we were going heavy. And again, when I called the governor, I said, \"Maybe we shouldn't build that second hospital, because we don't want to build it if you don't need it.\" He called back, he said, \"I don't think we're going to need it.\" They had 1,000 rooms, 1,000 beds, and they used a lot of them, but they didn't need the other one so we stopped it because we don't want to waste.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've done this right. And we really--we really have done this right. The problem is the press doesn't cover it the way it should be.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, in the back, go ahead. You had one. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Enough. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we're also working with other manufacturers to increase the production of cartridges. But if there's more to that that you want to add, Deb, we'll make it the last.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I don't want to say that, but we're going to be putting out guidelines and recommendations fairly quickly. In a few days.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Excuse me. You reported it: zero cases, zero deaths on January 17th.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "All right. So, today, the Department of Health and Human Services is announcing five new contracts to procure large numbers of additional ventilators under the Defense Production Act, which we used a lot, by the way--which you didn't like to talk about--in addition to the 1,300 we received today. We received, today, 1,300 additional ventilators. Now, we're probably not going to need them, but we can add that to our stockpile, which is very big, and we can move it around should the surge take place and should it be a very substantial surge. We're ready to--we're ready to rock.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States has now conducted nearly 3 million tests for the virus. Three million--the most of any nation. We are performing approximately 150,000 tests every single day and our rate of testing is especially high in areas hardest hit by the virus, if you look. And that's really--and it has hit some areas--the virus--very, very hard. For example, per capita testing in New York is higher than the rest of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, currently, we're filling some of that demand from overseas sources. Right? And so the additive masks here, through this, will ramp up, lower dependence on overseas sources, and that--that will essentially secure a big piece of the supply chain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It does. And I hope that won't happen. I certainly hope that won't happen, but it does weigh on my mind.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I don't know what she did. I mean, I didn't see that. When did that happen? Today?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Right now we have a very strong ban. We're going to keep it that way until they heal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, yeah. Go ahead in the back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I think everybody wants to open. I mean, I guess, you know, that could happen, but I don't think that would happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I've been able to talk to many of those states. And I just remind all of us, when I talked to each one of these state health officials, where they are finding outbreaks are in nursing homes. And so we really knew to--need to continue to protect and we continue to test in nursing homes, because we know that that's a particularly vulnerable group and it's a group we're often--now that we're beginning to understand asymptomatic transmission.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And then let me just finally comment, we've been very--working very closely with the Federal Reserve. Last week, we announced expanded facilities and new facilities that total $2.3 trillion of liquidity. And in particular, I'd just like to highlight a Main Street lending facility that will be for companies between one worker and 10,000 people--so mid-sized businesses--and also, a municipal facility for states and local governments to be able to access funds given the shortages that they have.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also wanted to really note here that, yes, our mortality is less when you combine European countries equal to the size of the United States. And I think this is really two things: One, it's the incredible work of the American people, that it's also the incredible work of our healthcare providers, and the system of each of these hospitals that have the resources and the ability to respond to the needs of the COVID-19 patients. And I think you can really see the superb healthcare delivery that is happening by the low mortality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we'll say that we've also issued what would be called \"rated orders\" with all of these vendors to allow them front-of-the-line privileges, so to speak, with--within their supply chain. So these--there's--we've, you know, written the contract. This is the 100,000-plus ventilators we're talking about, and then continue to work with them to ensure that the ventilators actually show up. So there's a continue to work there. And as we did that, we realized that downstream supply chains needed some additional Defense Production Act work as well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Uh, yeah. I would say, by the end of the week, I'm going to make a decision on that. Yeah. There's a lot of--right now, there's a lot of things happening.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, final question. Steve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've now processed over $200 billion in loans to help small businesses retain their workers. Now we urgently need lawmakers to set aside the partisan agendas and to replenish this program with new funds because it's really something that has been an incredible success. And they need more money to keep it going to take care of these business and keep them--keep them open.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Why did the Democrats think that I acted too quickly? You know why? Because they really thought that I acted too quickly. We have done a great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is ahead of schedule. We started processing those last Friday. We expect that over 80 million hardworking Americans will get the direct deposit by this Wednesday. And we know how important that is to all of those hardworking Americans, many of which are at home, not working at the moment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also having a religious leaders committee. We have a great group of religious leaders. We're having committees with religious leaders. You've been seeing what's going on with the churches, and all of that. And we're going to have a faith leaders committee.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The next second time that I went with Dr. Birx in--to the President and said, \"Fifteen days are not enough. We need to go thirty days,\" obviously, there were people who had a problem with that because of the potential secondary effects. Nonetheless, at that time, the President went with the health recommendations, and we extended it another 30 days.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You don't know that. No, you made a statement. You don't know that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So as we discuss and consider the public health aspects, it likely would be something that I refer to as sort of like a rolling reentry. It's not going to be one size fits all. So I don't know what it's going to be yet because we still have time to look at it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, they're looking at things in phase four, where they have--you know, where they talk about states, and they're also talking about hospitals. They're talking about states who have been battered, and they're also talking about hospitals. And we're certainly willing to look at that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Jon, I would rather work with the states, because I like going down to a local government. That's why with--I guess it's now seven states not eight that--because South Carolina did--you know, they went away from what we discussed the last time. So that's why I looked at the individual states; they're doing a very good job. They're really doing a very good job. I'd rather have them make the decision.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But they're also seeing that, in each one of those cases, that the mitigation efforts are truly working. And so we'll--we'll work with those--we'll work with those states. And in some cases, it'll make perfect sense for them to work together on a regional basis.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So--but, no, the President has instructed we want to be very specific in the next bill. It's COVID-related items.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But are you talking about unemployment? You're talking about the unemployment?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, he issued it on Friday night. We've all heard about that, Jon--Friday nights, right? In fact, his was later Friday night than I ever released mine on Friday night. Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I can only tell you what I know and what my recommendations were. But, clearly, as happens all the time, there were interpretations of that response to a hypothetical question that I just thought it would be very nice for me to clarify because I didn't have the chance to clarify.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'm going to let him describe to you the specific detailing of those resources. But--but I want to--I want to share these numbers, most especially for our healthcare workers around the country in the areas most impacted by the coronavirus, so that you know the resources are surging into the hospital systems at the point of the need, and we will continue to do just that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That was done by a group in the office, and it was done just by--we just put some clips together. I could give you--I'll bet you I have over 100 more clips even better than them. They were just pieced together over the last two hours. That was just--oh, we have far better than that. That's nothing compared to some of them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So he did--he did it pretty late. I mean, you know, like at 11 o'clock in the evening or something. You know, that's pretty late. Anyway. So Joe Biden issued--and it's one of those things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, I walk in and I hear I'm going to fire him. I'm not firing--I think he's a wonderful guy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we always err--and I think it's important for you know--we always erred on the sake of \"Give them more.\" Even when we didn't think--we didn't think New York needed the beds that they were asking for. We didn't think they needed the ventilators that they asked for. And we were right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, it's an amazing thing, but a lot of people have some very big constitutional problems with it. You know that. It's an amazing thing and it would be--actually, as you know, other countries are thinking about using something similar but not as good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A lot. And, in fact, we'll give you a list--what we did. In fact, part of it was up there. We did a lot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I can't tell you that. I can't tell you that. I have to see: How are they doing? I mean, France just went for another two days--for another two weeks. We have to see.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'd also like to announce the progress we're making on the new SBA program, the PPP. Let me just remind everybody: This is a brand-new program that is now one week old.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This country--our country--was at a point where we rarely, if ever, won the lawsuits within the World Trade Organization. But now we're winning a lot of them, because they know I'm not--I'm not playing games. We will pull out if we have to. We just won a 7-billion-dollar lawsuit, which was very nice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And they called also--Mayor de Blasio, rightfully, he called. He said, \"Would it be possible to get more medical help?\" So, now, not only are we building facilities, we're--they're asking us for help because they're unable to man it. And we got him the help. We got Mayor de Blasio a lot of help.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you all very much. Thank you. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we're prepared to build thousands more should we need it. I don't think we're going to need it because it looks like we're plateauing and maybe even, in many cases, coming down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you all very much. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But in the days ahead, what the President has charged us to do is to work with our health experts. We're going to bring together an extraordinary group of American business leaders to counsel the President. And then, working with the CDC, we're going to produce new guidelines, based upon the data, for every state and territory in this nation. We're going to give them guidance. And, as the President has indicated, we'll continue to respect the leadership and partnership that we forge with every governor in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, no, I know that. I know that. I know.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "--the best names in the various businesses and professions and religions. I mean, they're--these are the greatest names. The people that, I think, probably know the best.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, if we can help, we're going to do it. But that's where the Army Corps of Engineers did such a great job. We built over 20,000 beds. In fact, we built thousands more than we've actually needed to be safe. We wanted to be safe and we really--they rose to this incredible occasion.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I don't think--I don't know who gave the orders to stop in Vietnam. But they stopped in Vietnam and all of a sudden they get on, and now you have over 500 sailors and--and people on the ship that are affected. I don't know whose idea that was, but that wasn't such a good idea in the middle of a pandemic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Then, when the Javits Center wasn't used much--and then, as you know, the Mercy--and we took the Mercy and we took the Comfort, and we made them both--Los Angeles and New York--we made them COVID-adaptable, which was not easy to do. And we didn't get almost any people sent there. They didn't need them at the beginning because they didn't need it for anything but this because there were fewer accidents, fewer motorcycles, fewer everything.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And to think that the stock market is at this tremendously high number. Not that much--you know, it was looking a little bleak for a while, but it--it hit a certain point and then started going up. I think that's a great tribute to the fact that there's a demand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'd like now to ask Vice President Pence to say a few words, followed by Dr. Fauci and Dr. Birx. I think before we--before we do this--because I know there's an emergency where they want Steve to come. So what I'll do is I'll ask Steve to come up--Secretary of the Treasury. You can talk a little bit and then maybe take a couple of questions about what's happening. Tell them the success we're having.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, by the way, the travel ban, that was earlier. The travel ban was done earlier.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And remember this--because the Times story was a fake--but everything--remember this: Everything we did, I was criticized because I was too early. If I waited longer, it would have been--you would have been critic--if I went way early, if I went three months earlier, I would have been criticized--you know, criticized for being way too early.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The hardest thing is a ventilator, because it's expensive, it takes a while to get. We got them, and nobody believed we did.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "--a couple of bands of--excuse me. Excuse me. You have a couple --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No one is intending to pass the virus on to others, but we know, in essential workers around the United States, people are unknowingly infected and then passing the virus on. And so those are the ones that were very interested in finding. And you might say, \"Well, how do you find them because they don't have symptoms?\" And so this is where we really have to increase surveillance in a very deliberative and understand way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But my last word, on behalf of the President, on behalf of our entire task force is: It's \"30 Days to Slow the Spread.\" And I know we're almost at the halfway point, and I know it's been a month of these mitigation strategies, but I hope as you look on, as you see the progress that's made on the West Coast, the beginnings of real progress in the Greater New York City area, Louisiana, Detroit, and elsewhere--I hope it will only steel your resolve to continue to do your part to slow the spread, because we'll get through this, but it'll take all of us to continue to do it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "All I'm saying is this: How do you close down the greatest economy in the history of the world when, on January 17th, you have no cases and no death; when on January 21st, you have one case and no death? One case. Think of it. Now, we're supposed to close down the country?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, in fact, what I'll do--I think, unless you have any further questions for the Secretary of the Treasury--do you have anybody for Steve? Anybody?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together, we're beating back the invisible enemy and we're paving the way for great resurgence. Really, a great resurgence for American prosperity. Our country wants to go back. They want to go back to work. They're going to go back safely, and that's what we want.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You're going to hear from Dr. Birx soon about the numbers that we've been talking about and how things are starting to balance off. And I think the more, as we go by each day, I think we're going to see--and again, I never like to get ahead of myself or of Dr. Birx, but it looks like even though we've had a really bad week last week--remember, when I was speaking to you before, I was saying this was really a bad week--there's still going to be a lot of deaths, but we're starting to see in some areas now that kind of flattening, particularly in a place that was a hotspot like New York. That's the first thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have distributed and confirmed $230 billion of loans to over 4,600 lenders participating. That is multiples and multiples of anything that the SBA has ever done in--in one year, before. And I especially want to thank the broad-based community banks that are participating. Again, over 4,600 banks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, final topic: N95 masks. So the Department of Defense announced a DPA action this weekend. That came over from DOD on Friday, into the White House, approved on Saturday. And contract awarded today $131 million, five companies: 3M, Honeywell, Owens & Minor, Moldex, and Draeger.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So let me recognize Dr. Birx to reflect on the data and also on, maybe, some comments on testing. And then Admiral Polowczyk, if you can step up and then you'll describe the supplies. We'll hear from Dr. Fauci again, and then take a few questions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I think I took my own advice on the ban. I don't know.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, they have to do it. Look, they're supposed to be doing it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But let me just encourage everyone that, in the midst of that loss, because the American people have been putting these mitigation measures into practice, there are families that are still together today. And I just want to encourage you here at roughly the halfway point of \"30 Days to Slow the Spread,\" to take--take that to heart. In no way minimize the losses that we've experienced as a nation and as families, but--but to be encouraged to know, when you see those numbers on the vast majority of states, that because of what the American people are doing, it's working.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I do think so. Eventually, they will. Yeah.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, with that, we'll be happy to take a couple of questions. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Phase four, Steve. Phase four. Come on, Steve.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But no, when they're back. We want to do it very quickly, but we want to make sure everything is good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I will tell you, we have done a job, the likes of which nobody has ever done. The mobilization, getting of equipment, all of the things we've done--nobody has ever done a job like this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They're working on more than one element. They're working on a couple of different things, Google and Apple. Google is also working on something, as you know, having to do with testing. I believe they're doing that in a singular fashion.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Five more flights landed today as part of the Project Air Bridge--our massive air lift operation to bring personal protective equipment into the United States, which has now delivered nearly half a million N95 masks, 370 million gloves, 25 million surgical masks, and 4.9 million gowns. So, we have millions of gowns, gloves, masks, all surgical equipment coming in should the states need it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We did all of this work, but when you read the phony stories, you--nobody--nobody acknowledges this. And it doesn't have to be acknowledged, from my standpoint, but it does have to be acknowledged from the great work that these doctors, nurses, the Army Corps of Engineers, FEMA--all these people, they've done this incredible job. And they shouldn't be abused because--you take a look at what's happened. Nobody is asking for ventilators, except outside of our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I have the ultimate authority, but we're going to get into that in a minute. We're going to just finish this up. We're going to tell you about other things that we've done right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I just got done saying that these other machines--of which we have hundreds of--can run 500 to 1,000 in a single timeframe. And so we need to bring all of these assays together. And a team has been created to call every single laboratory and every single research institution across the United States to define the complete capacity in every single state. Because it shouldn't be our expectation that every governor understands exactly everything that's in his state, but we have to understand everything in every state in order to be able to meet the needs of the American people as we increase testing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, we've called them and we're going to be speaking to them very soon. And we want them to have--if it's questions, or statements, we want them to have that for us. And we will have either a response, or maybe--I mean, ideally we're going to be learning from them. And we'll be able to do that and put them--put everything we learned from those calls into our new guidelines.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have many clips from many--I have some clips from Anthony, that I didn't want to put up, which were really good. I think Anthony would be the first one to say, when I closed the country to China, when I closed the--the China ban, whatever you want to call it--Anthony said I saved a lot of lives by doing that. I mean, am I correct? I don't want to put words in Anthony's mouth, by the way, and I like him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Soon. Soon. And they already know what I want.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We spoke today to Governor Baker in Massachusetts, to Governor Hogan in Maryland, both of whom who have been very innovative implementing federal guidelines for preventing the spread of infectious disease at nursing homes, and we commend them for that. But being able to increase the manufacture of those devices so they can be deployed going forward in the months ahead is also a focal point of our efforts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That's right. No, Google is looking at it, but Google is also working with Apple or looking at something. We have the greatest companies in the world looking at things that, in a year from now, everything that we're looking at now is going to be obsolete. That's how good it is.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah. Yes, go ahead, please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This weekend, the United States also helped facilitate an unprecedented agreement among the 23 nations of OPEC Plus--that's OPEC plus additional energy-producing nations--representing many of the world's largest oil-producing countries to stabilize oil markets. And we have, in fact--and I think you've seen a big stabilization over the last couple of days.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, you know, if Joe Biden would like a briefing, I'd certainly get him a briefing. I don't know what he'd do with it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If there's an outbreak and you have to do 5,000 tests, you're not going to do them on an ID NOW machine that takes 15 minutes for every negative, but you're going to do it on your high-throughput machine. So making sure everybody knows where everything is and what is being run will be really critical moving forward, because we can't leave anything not on -everything has to be on the table in order for us to be able to dramatically increase testing yet another--we went up by a log in three weeks. So if we're going to increase again, it's going to have to be getting every piece of equipment on", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But he was tested positive, and unfortunately he--he didn't make it. It's a very--to me, it's a very sad thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, a couple of more. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Numerous provisions. We'll give you a legal brief if you want.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to be talking about that very soon. I'm getting a full report. I'm not happy with the World Health Organization. I'm not happy with the World Trade Organization either. We've been ripped off by everybody.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At one point--and I'm not knocking New York for this, but they were asking--you remember?--40,000 ventilators. And that's more than they have all over the country. And we got them a lot of ventilators, and nobody has complained.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And you'll see some data when Admiral Polowczyk gets up in just a few moments, but the flow of resources from around the world that we've moved into areas that have faced challenges--I mean, this President has directed us to ensure that every state has what they need, when they need it. And the spirit that I heard again from Republicans and Democrat governors today was reflective of that partnership.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Scientists are also pursuing a blood therapy known as convalescent plasma. Convalescent plasma. This therapy uses antibodies from the blood of recovered patients to treat those who are sick. And this is something that actually is a very old procedure, but it's done in a very modern way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If you haven't had your loan processed, you will get it processed this week. As the President said, we've gone back to Congress and asked them for more money to make sure that every business has access to this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, a third of them went specifically to Indian Health Service and to these states that have smaller epidemics. Two thirds of it went into the public market, mostly targeted to the places where there is high disease. But only two thirds went that way so that people could purchase them directly, and one third went to the Indian Health Service and to the smaller states that really need these.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Also, of course as these epidemics are si--decrease, you can also be able to use more and more testing for surveillance. But I do want to call out the 19 states that aren't ever represented in these graphics in--by and large. The states have been continuing to do containment and outbreak investigation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're going to have new guidelines coming soon. I think it's going to be very good. I think it's going to be very smooth. And I hope it's going to be very safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, the minimum number was 100,000. And I think--I feel pretty good that we're going to be substantially below, Anthony, the 100,000. And I hope we will.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I mean, I--we did talk about the arms. Yes, we did. That was a very important part of the call actually. Yeah, good point.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration is also taking bold action to help American workers. On Friday, Americans began receiving the cash payments authorized by a historic $2 trillion relief bill.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, I'm going to go through a series of slides of New York first. So, Dr. Birx provides me what I will call as a geographic reference to align the supply chain. So all of those cities--you'll see a little bit of a theme here. I'll be talking about a lot of the--a lot of the cities and geographic areas.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My only point of saying this, because I want to get back to why we're here: The press has not treated these incredible people who've done such a great job, they haven't treated them fairly. They're way off. We were way ahead of schedule.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Wait a minute. He called me xenophobic; he called me a racist because--he has since apologized and he said I did the right thing. So when you say, \"Why didn't you do this?\" Every Democrat thought I made a mistake when I did it. I saved tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands of lives, by doing that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's nice of Governor Hogan, very much. We appreciate Governor Hogan's statement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You're so disgraceful. It's so disgraceful the way you say that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go to Baltimore, and you can see trying to--the volumes there, trying to get ahead of that. And then Philadelphia is next.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And then now the next slide is a nine-city roll-up. And so to save a little time, I did not include Boston and Houston in there. So you can see the volume of material flowing through a commercial network air bridge, their supplies, into geographic regions and then--and then further prioritize to site of care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Dr. Birx, who does an amazing job with showing you the data and the charts--that's going to likely influence some of the recommendations that we will make. But I can assure you there will be recommendations that will be based purely on public health. And the President will get a lot of other input from others, but we'll give the honest, public health recommendation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have to do--everything has to be safe. We want safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We literally estimate that, although we're doing over 110,000 tests a day in the United States, that if our--if our governors and state labs would simply activate the machines that are already there, we could double the amount of testing in the United States literally overnight. And so, I know that governors' teams watch these briefings, and we'll remind them very respectfully again to identify those labs. And we have a--we have a team that now is deploying, reaching out to labs to see if we can activate all of those labs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You have a couple of bands of Democrat governors, but they will agree to it. They will agree to it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But now Abbott Laboratories is literally producing some 50,000 a day, and those are available in the open market. And we're also going to be working with Abbott and with the states to deploy those resources.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, with all of that being said, we understand it. I think I've educated a lot of people as to the press. And I would love to be able to say that we have a very honest press. Honestly, Jon, there'd be nothing I would be more proud of if the press would work--and I don't mind being criticized, but not when they're wrong. Not when people have done a great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I don't want to get into that because we have a whole constitutional thing. We have more of a constitutional problem than a mechanical problem, but we will be making a determination on that. That's something we're going to be discussing with a lot of people over the next four weeks. That would be a very accurate way of doing it, but a lot of people have a problem with it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, no. This is--this is the Google and Apple. I don't know if it's a partnership or what, but they're working on some --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Companies must also be held accountable. The Department of Justice recently created a task force to coordinate investigations and lawsuits against manufacturers and other bad actors that harm our citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration has made clear that medical providers can share crucial information with family members about an overdose so that their loved ones can help them get into treatment. We need treatment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's great to be back in the beautiful state of New Hampshire. I don't know if you remember, but this is the first place I came for the primaries. And this is the room right here. So I like this room. This has been a good room.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, Mike. It's amazing, generous. And I've watched the police and the fire--they come around and they've become so good at it. But I've seen people that are just about dead wake up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Whether you are a dealer or doctor or trafficker or a manufacturer, if you break the law and illegally peddle these deadly poisons, we will find you, we will arrest you, and we will hold you accountable. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Drug traffickers kill so many thousands of our citizens every year. And that's why my Department of Justice will be seeking so many much tougher penalties than we've ever had, and we will be focusing on the penalty that I talked about previously for the big pushers, the ones that are really killing so many people. And that penalty is going to be the death penalty.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And he's been gone for two-and-a-half years, and we miss him every day. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We see it in sons and daughters who cheer on moms and dads as they recover. We see it in the doctors and nurses who provide constant and loving care. We see it in the heroic law enforcement officers who race into unimaginable danger. We see it in EMTs and firefighters who act so quickly to save so many lives. 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We're going to make sure our first responders have access to lifesaving overdose-reversing drugs--which, by the way, are amazing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And whether it's Kate Steinle or so many others, they'd be around today if these people weren't allowed back into our country through, in this case, the southern border, at least five times. And look at the damage, and then look at this verdict. Look at the verdict. Can you believe the verdict?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The brave families here today remind us that the strength of America is found in the heart of our people. We see America's heart in the parents who won't accept addiction as the fate of their children. And if something horrible has befallen that family, they go around and they want to make sure it never happens to another family. And that's why we thank you so much, and we thank your boy. He did not die in vain.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "What we've really done for them--better than anything we can sign, any legislation that we can pass demanding that you hire--we're getting a great economy. It hasn't been this good in many, many years. Some people say it's never been this good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're making medically assisted treatment more available and affordable, and we continue to increase competition and drive down drug prices. And we're driving them down. We're going to have a major news conference, probably at the White House, in about a month, because all of you people--and I'm talking about prescription drugs, not necessarily the drugs that we're talking about here. 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Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also taking action to prevent addiction by addressing the problem of overprescribing. And our Department of Justice is looking very seriously into bringing major litigation against some of these drug companies. We'll bring it at a federal level. Some states are already bringing it, but we're thinking about bringing it at a very high federal level. And we'll do a job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Here with us today is Mike Kelly, the president of Adapt Pharma. Adapt Pharma makes an overdose-reversing drug for opioids, which I've watched and seen work. It's called Narcan. It's actually incredible. Today, we applaud Adapt Pharma's decision to provide free--free--Narcan to all high schools, colleges, and universities in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, Alex. You'll be seeing drug prices falling very substantially in the not-too-distant future, and it's going to be beautiful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Every day, 116 Americans die from an opioid-related overdose. In New Hampshire, the overdose, really, death rate--I mean, can you believe this? The death rate is double the national average. It's got difficulties like people wouldn't believe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also want to mention ICE Agent Ron Morin and Manchester Police Detective Patrick Maguire. They helped lead the team that arrested a terrible human trafficker who used opioids to harm, in a very violent way, his victims. Thank you both for bringing the trafficker to a very strong and swift justice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to cut nationwide opioid prescriptions by one-third over the next three years. We're also going to make sure that virtually all prescriptions reimbursed by the federal government follow best practices for prescribing. We'll ensure that opioid addiction is not subsidized by the American taxpayer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also going to help inmates leaving prison get treatment so they can have a second chance to become productive, law-abiding citizens. And what we've really done for the inmates--you know, it's very hard for them to get out of jail and get a job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If they would have, it would have been a little bit better. In the meantime, I've built a lot of wall. I have a lot of money, and I've built a lot of wall. But it would've been nice to have gotten done. And I would like to see major immigration reform, and maybe that's something we can all work on, Bill, where we all get together and do major immigration reform -- not just for a wall, for a barrier; for port of entry, for other things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "There is a possibility that I will extend the date. And if I do that, if I see that we're close to a deal or the deal is going in the right direction, I would do that at the same tariffs that we're charging now. I would not increase the tariffs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay. Do you have any questions? Yeah. John, go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But President Xi has agreed to put fentanyl on his list of deadly, deadly drugs. And it's a criminal penalty. And the penalty is death. So that's, frankly, one of the things I'm most excited about in our trade deal, if you want to know the truth. I think maybe there's no more important point.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, I love tariffs, but I also love them to negotiate. And right now, China is paying us billions of dollars a year in tariffs. And I haven't even started.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But when you think about the kind of numbers you're talking about -- so you have $700 billion, $716 billion -- when I need $2 billion, $3 billion of out that for a wall -- which is a very important instrument, very important for the military because of the drugs that pour in. And as you know, we have specific rules and regulations where they have drugs, and what you can do in order to stop drugs. And that's part of it, too.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, that's happening. And the relationship with China is very good, but I think they finally respect our country. They haven't respected us for a long time. Not for a long time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the press doesn't cover them; they don't want to, incredibly. And they're not treated the way they should be. They're fighting for other people because they don't want what happened to their children or husband or anybody.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In fact, I like her for one reason: When they asked her, like right at the beginning, who was going to win the election, she said, \"Donald Trump.\" And the two people that asked her that question smiled. They said, \"You're kidding, aren't you?\" \"Nope. Donald Trump.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have a real problem. We have catch-and-release. You catch a criminal and you have to release them. We have so many other things. 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Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "By creating such a strong economy -- you just look at your televisions or see what's going on today; it's through the roof. What happens is more people want to come, so we have far more people trying to get into our country today than probably we've ever had before. And we've done an incredible job in stopping them, but it's a massive number of people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, no. I use many stats. I use many stats.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Just sit down. Wait. Sit down. Sit down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, not too many people. Yeah. Not too many people have said that. But the courts will determine that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When I came into office, I met right there, in the Oval Office, with President Obama. 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Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But China, Russia, on the border, have really been at least partially living up to what they're supposed to be doing. And that's okay -- as per the United Nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I am prepared. I'm always prepared.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You can't take human traffic -- women and girls -- you can't take them through ports of entry. You can't have them tied up in the backseat of a car or a truck or a van. They open the door. They look. They can't see three women with tape on their mouth or three women whose hands are tied.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yes, go ahead. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yes. Jim Acosta.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Excuse me. It's still massive numbers of crossings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead. No. Go. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, let me -- come on, let's go. Sort of -- sort of --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And now we made the USMCA, which is going to be a terrific -- a great deal. And, by the way, the USMCA, from Mexico -- that's United States, Mexico, Canada -- that's where the money is coming from, not directly but indirectly, for the wall. And nobody wants to talk about that. Because we're saving billions and billions of dollars a year, if Congress approves that deal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let me tell you, you have stats that are far worse than the ones that I use. But I use many stats, but I also use Homeland Security.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay. 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This senseless act of mass murder has shocked our nation and broken our hearts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "She stroked his pretty skin again, and kissed and held him tight. But instead of saying thank you, that snake gave her a vicious bite.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "'Take me in, oh, tender woman. Take me in for Heaven's sake. Take me in, oh, tender woman,' sighed the vicious snake.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're going to do that. And I really believe that Congress is going to get it through this time. And they have a different leader. They have somebody that wants to get it through; not somebody that's just all talk, no action, like so many of these folks. This is somebody that wants to get it through.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I also want to protect -- we need a hardened site. It has to be hardened. It can't be soft. Because they'll sneak in through a window, they'll sneak in some way. And, again, you're standing there totally unprotected.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Democrats voted in favor of sanctuary cities. In other words, they voted to protect criminal aliens instead of voting to protect the American citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, by the way, we're having tremendous plans coming out now--healthcare plans--at a fraction of the cost that are much better than Obamacare. And except for one Senator, who came into a room at 3 o'clock in the morning and went like that--we would have had healthcare, too.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we have a very crooked media. We had a crooked candidate, too, by the way. 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I have ordered another 3,750 troops to our southern border to prepare for the tremendous onslaught.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Why did they do it? They did it for America--they did it for us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As part of a bold new diplomacy, we continue our historic push for peace on the Korean Peninsula. Our hostages have come home, nuclear testing has stopped, and there has not been a missile launch in 15 months. If I had not been elected President of the United States, we would right now, in my opinion, be in a major war with North Korea with potentially millions of people killed. Much work remains to be done, but my relationship with Kim Jong Un is a good one. And Chairman Kim and I will meet again on February 27 and 28 in Vietnam.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have unleashed a revolution in American energy--the United States is now the number one producer of oil and natural gas in the world. And now, for the first time in 65 years, we are a net exporter of energy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We will not avert our eyes from a regime that chants death to America and threatens genocide against the Jewish people. We must never ignore the vile poison of anti-Semitism, or those who spread its venomous creed. With one voice, we must confront this hatred anywhere and everywhere it occurs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To Debra, Heather, Madison, please stand: few can understand your pain. But I will never forget, and I will fight for the memory of Gerald and Sharon, that it should never happen again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No force in history has done more to advance the human condition than American freedom. In recent years we have made remarkable progress in the fight against HIV and AIDS. Scientific breakthroughs have brought a once-distant dream within reach. My budget will ask Democrats and Republicans to make the needed commitment to eliminate the HIV epidemic in the United States within 10 years. Together, we will defeat AIDS in America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Simply put, walls work and walls save lives. So let's work together, compromise, and reach a deal that will truly make America safe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tolerance for illegal immigration is not compassionate--it is cruel. 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SWAT Officer Timothy Matson raced into the gunfire and was shot seven times chasing down the killer. Timothy has just had his 12th surgery--but he made the trip to be here with us tonight. Officer Matson: we are forever grateful for your courage in the face of evil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our brave troops have now been fighting in the Middle East for almost 19 years. In Afghanistan and Iraq, nearly 7,000 American heroes have given their lives. More than 52,000 Americans have been badly wounded. We have spent more than $7 trillion in the Middle East.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We meet tonight at a moment of unlimited potential. As we begin a new Congress, I stand here ready to work with you to achieve historic breakthroughs for all Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Here tonight is Debra Bissell. Just three weeks ago, Debra's parents, Gerald and Sharon, were burglarized and shot to death in their Reno, Nevada, home by an illegal alien. They were in their eighties and are survived by four children, 11 grandchildren, and 20 great-grandchildren. Also here tonight are Gerald and Sharon's granddaughter, Heather, and great-granddaughter, Madison.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It includes humanitarian assistance, more law enforcement, drug detection at our ports, closing loopholes that enable child smuggling, and plans for a new physical barrier, or wall, to secure the vast areas between our ports of entry. In the past, most of the people in this room voted for a wall--but the proper wall never got built. I'll get it built.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration has cut more regulations in a short time than any other administration during its entire tenure. Companies are coming back to our country in large numbers thanks to historic reductions in taxes and regulations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "There is a new opportunity in American politics, if only we have the courage to seize it. Victory is not winning for our party. Victory is winning for our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Alice's story underscores the disparities and unfairness that can exist in criminal sentencing--and the need to remedy this injustice. She served almost 22 years and had expected to be in prison for the rest of her life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must choose whether we will squander our inheritance--or whether we will proudly declare that we are Americans. We do the incredible. We defy the impossible. We conquer the unknown.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To ensure this corrupt dictatorship never acquires nuclear weapons, I withdrew the United States from the disastrous Iran nuclear deal. And last fall, we put in place the toughest sanctions ever imposed on a country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As a candidate for President, I pledged a new approach. Great nations do not fight endless wars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No issue better illustrates the divide between America's working class and America's political class than illegal immigration. Wealthy politicians and donors push for open borders while living their lives behind walls and gates and guards.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "What will we do with this moment? How will we be remembered?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Over the last 2 years, we have begun to fully rebuild the United States Military--with $700 billion last year and $716 billion this year. We are also getting other nations to pay their fair share. For years, the United States was being treated very unfairly by NATO--but now we have secured a $100 billion increase in defense spending from NATO allies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In just over 2 years since the election, we have launched an unprecedented economic boom--a boom that has rarely been seen before. We have created 5.3 million new jobs and importantly added 600,000 new manufacturing jobs--something which almost everyone said was impossible to do, but the fact is, we are just getting started.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The border city of El Paso, Texas, used to have extremely high rates of violent crime--one of the highest in the country, and considered one of our Nation's most dangerous cities. Now, with a powerful barrier in place, El Paso is one of our safest cities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. God Bless You, God Bless America, and good night!", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Many childhood cancers have not seen new therapies in decades. My budget will ask the Congress for $500 million over the next 10 years to fund this critical life-saving research.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we must do more. It is unacceptable that Americans pay vastly more than people in other countries for the exact same drugs, often made in the exact same place. This is wrong, unfair, and together we can stop it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If there is going to be peace and legislation, there cannot be war and investigation. It just doesn't work that way!", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is our future--our fate--and our choice to make. I am asking you to choose greatness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are also joined tonight by Matthew Charles from Tennessee. In 1996, at age 30, Matthew was sentenced to 35 years for selling drugs and related offenses. Over the next two decades, he completed more than 30 Bible studies, became a law clerk, and mentored fellow inmates. Now, Matthew is the very first person to be released from prison under the First Step Act. Matthew, on behalf of all Americans: welcome home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No one has benefitted more from our thriving economy than women, who have filled 58 percent of the new jobs created in the last year. All Americans can be proud that we have more women in the workforce than ever before--and exactly one century after the Congress passed the Constitutional amendment giving women the right to vote, we also have more women serving in the Congress than ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is the time to re-ignite the American imagination. This is the time to search for the tallest summit and set our sights on the brightest star. This is the time to rekindle the bonds of love and loyalty and memory that link us together as citizens, as neighbors, as patriots.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The agenda I will lay out this evening is not a Republican agenda or a Democrat agenda. It is the agenda of the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is a smart, strategic, see-through steel barrier--not just a simple concrete wall. It will be deployed in the areas identified by border agents as having the greatest need, and as these agents will tell you, where walls go up, illegal crossings go way down.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Therefore, we recently imposed tariffs on $250 billion of Chinese goods--and now our Treasury is receiving billions of dollars a month from a country that never gave us a dime. But I don't blame China for taking advantage of us--I blame our leaders and representatives for allowing this travesty to happen. I have great respect for President Xi, and we are now working on a new trade deal with China. But it must include real, structural change to end unfair trade practices, reduce our chronic trade deficit, and protect American jobs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is a nation of laws. Those who engaged in the attacks last week will be brought to justice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Every American deserves to have their voice heard in a respectful and peaceful way. That is your First Amendment right. But I cannot emphasize that there must be no violence, no lawbreaking, and no vandalism of any kind. Everyone must follow our laws and obey the instructions of law enforcement.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have directed federal agencies to use all necessary resources to maintain order. In Washington, DC, we are bringing in thousands of national guard members to secure the city and ensure that a transition can occur safely and without incident.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now I am asking everyone who has ever believed in our agenda, to be thinking of ways to ease tensions, calm tempers, and help to promote peace in our country. There has been reporting that additional demonstrations are being planned in the coming days, both here in Washington and across the country. I have been briefed by the US secret service on the potential threats.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, I am calling on all Americans to overcome the passions of the moment and join together as one American people. Let us choose to move forward united for the good of our families, our communities, and our country. Thank you, God bless you, and God bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Likewise, testing -- there were no tests for a new virus, but now we have tested over 40 million people. But by so doing, we show cases, 99 percent of which are totally harmless. Results that no other country will show, because no other country has testing that we have -- not in terms of the numbers or in terms of the quality.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Wow. Are you having a good time? Members of Congress, members of my cabinet, and my fellow Americans: The First Lady and I are delighted to welcome you to the second annual Salute to America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our workers, our factories have revolutionized industries and lifted millions into prosperity. Our artists, architects, and engineers have inspired the globe with transcendent works of beauty. American heroes defeated the Nazis, dethroned the fascists, toppled the communists, saved American values, upheld American principles, and chased down the terrorists to the very ends of the Earth. We are now in the process of defeating the radical left, the Marxists, the anarchists, the agitators, the looters, and people who, in many instances, have absolutely no clue what they are doing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "All Americans living today are the heirs of this magnificent legacy. We are the descendants of the most daring and courageous people ever to walk on the face of the Earth. We inherit their towering confidence, unwavering enthusiasm, their unbridled ambition, and their unrelenting optimism. This is the untamed spirit that built this glorious nation, and this is the spirit that burns brightly within the soul of every American patriot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We will never allow an angry mob to tear down our statues, erase our history, indoctrinate our children, or trample on our freedoms. We will safeguard our values, traditions, customs, and beliefs. We will teach our children to cherish and adore their country so that they can build its future. Together, we will fight for the American Dream, and we will defend, protect, and preserve American way of life, which began in 1492 when Columbus discovered America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On this wonderful day, we celebrate our history, our heroes, our heritage, our great American flag, and our freedom. Happy Fourth of July to everyone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Never forget: We are one family and one nation. This rich heritage belongs to every citizen, young and old, first-generation American and tenth-generation American. This heritage belongs to every citizen, young and old -- first-generation American -- we want to go from first generation to tenth generation; it matters not. We are American. We are from the USA.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our past is not a burden to be cast away, it is a miraculous foundation that will lift us to the next great summit of human endeavor. The incredible story of American progress is the story of each generation picking up where the last finished -- linked by time, by fate, and the eternal bonds of our national affection.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank the U. S. Army Golden Knights for that truly awe-inspiring display. Tremendous talent. The Golden Knights, and every member of the Armed Forces here this evening, we just want to say that you have earned the eternal gratitude of our entire nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are unleashing our nation's scientific brilliance. 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Those that are lying about our history, those who want us to be ashamed of who we are, are not interested in justice or in healing. Their goal is demolition. Our goal is not to destroy the greatest structure on Earth, what we have built: The United States of America. To build a future, where every family is safe, where every child is surrounded by love, where every community has equal opportunity, and every citizen enjoys great and everlasting dignity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With respect to remedies, we are now doing unbelievably well, and are in deep testing on vaccines, treatments, and therapeutics. I want to send our thanks to the scientists and researchers around the country and even around the world who are at the forefront of our historic effort to rapidly develop and deliver life-saving treatments and, ultimately, a vaccine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I've gotten to know and love Angel moms, dads, and family who lost loved ones to people illegally in our country. I want this to end. It's got to end now. These are not talking points. These are the heartbreaking realities that are hurting innocent, precious human beings every single day on both sides of the border.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "There is a humanitarian and security crisis on our southern border that requires urgent action. Thousands of children are being exploited by ruthless coyotes and vicious cartels and gangs. One in three women is sexually assaulted on the dangerous journey north. In fact, many loving mothers give their young daughters birth control pills for the long journey up to the United States because they know they may be raped or sexually accosted or assaulted. Nearly 50 migrants a day are being referred for urgent medical care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As a candidate for President, I promised I would fix this crisis, and I intend to keep that promise one way or the other. Our immigration system should be the subject of pride, not a source of shame, as it is all over the world. Our immigration system should be the envy of the world, not a symbol of disunity and dysfunction.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Vast quantities of lethal narcotics are flooding through our border and into our communities, including meth, cocaine, heroin, and fentanyl. Drugs kill 78,000 Americans a year and cost our society in excess of $700 billion. Heroin alone kills 300 Americans a week, 90 percent of which comes across our southern border. We can stop heroin.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Illegal immigration reduces wages and strains public services. The lack of border control provides a gateway--and a very wide and open gateway--for criminals and gang members to enter the United States, including the criminal aliens who murdered a brave California police officer only a day after Christmas.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are all equal. We are one team, and one people, proudly saluting one great American flag. We believe in a safe and lawful system of immigration, one that upholds our laws, our traditions, and our most cherished values.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Unfortunately, our immigration system has been badly broken for a very long time. Over the decades, many Presidents and many lawmakers have come and gone, and no real progress has been made on immigration.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we are successful in this effort, then we can start the border project of remaking our immigration system for the 21st century. Once the government is open and we have made a down payment on border security, and immigration reform starts to happen, I plan to convene weekly bipartisan meetings at the White House so we can do a finished product, a great product--a product that we can all be proud of, having to do with that elusive immigration problem.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we build a powerful and fully designed see-through steel barrier on our southern border, the crime rate and drug problem in our country would be quickly and greatly reduced. Some say it could be cut in half. 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This extension will give them access to work permits, Social Security numbers, and protection from deportation, most importantly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are one nation - and their pain is our pain. Their dreams are our dreams; and their success will be our success. We share one heart, one home, and one glorious destiny.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Your voice, your hopes, and your dreams, will define our American destiny. And your courage and goodness and love will forever guide us along the way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We will face challenges. We will confront hardships. But we will get the job done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, Yes, Together, We Will Make America Great Again. Thank you, God Bless You, And God Bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is your day. This is your celebration.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Do not let anyone tell you it cannot be done. No challenge can match the heart and fight and spirit of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today's ceremony, however, has very special meaning. Because today we are not merely transferring power from one Administration to another, or from one party to another - but we are transferring power from Washington, D. C. and giving it back to you, the American People.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That torch is now in our hands. And we will use it to light up the world. I am here tonight to deliver a message of unity and strength, and it is a message deeply delivered from my heart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My economic team is developing historic tax reform that will reduce the tax rate on our companies so they can compete and thrive anywhere and with anyone. At the same time, we will provide massive tax relief for the middle class.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We want peace, wherever peace can be found. America is friends today with former enemies. Some of our closest allies, decades ago, fought on the opposite side of these World Wars. This history should give us all faith in the possibilities for a better world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As promised, I directed the Department of Defense to develop a plan to demolish and destroy ISIS -- a network of lawless savages that have slaughtered Muslims and Christians, and men, women, and children of all faiths and beliefs. We will work with our allies, including our friends and allies in the Muslim world, to extinguish this vile enemy from our planet.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America has spent approximately six trillion dollars in the Middle East, all this while our infrastructure at home is crumbling. With this six trillion dollars we could have rebuilt our country -- twice. 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But our people are even greater.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Free nations are the best vehicle for expressing the will of the people -- and America respects the right of all nations to chart their own path. My job is not to represent the world. My job is to represent the United States of America. But we know that America is better off, when there is less conflict -- not more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On receiving this news, Megan's dad, John, fought with everything he had to save the life of his precious child. He founded a company to look for a cure, and helped develop the drug that saved Megan's life. Today she is 20 years old -- and a sophomore at Notre Dame.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I am going to bring back millions of jobs. Protecting our workers also means reforming our system of legal immigration. The current, outdated system depresses wages for our poorest workers, and puts great pressure on taxpayers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Nations around the world, like Canada, Australia and many others -- have a merit-based immigration system. It is a basic principle that those seeking to enter a country ought to be able to support themselves financially. Yet, in America, we do not enforce this rule, straining the very public resources that our poorest citizens rely upon. According to the National Academy of Sciences, our current immigration system costs America's taxpayers many billions of dollars a year.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our foreign policy calls for a direct, robust and meaningful engagement with the world. It is American leadership based on vital security interests that we share with our allies across the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I just spoke to General Mattis, who reconfirmed that, and I quote, \"Ryan was a part of a highly successful raid that generated large amounts of vital intelligence that will lead to many more victories in the future against our enemies.\" Ryan's legacy is etched into eternity. For as the Bible teaches us, there is no greater act of love than to lay down one's life for one's friends. Ryan laid down his life for his friends, for his country, and for our freedom -- we will never forget him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "According to data provided by the Department of Justice, the vast majority of individuals convicted for terrorism-related offenses since 9/11 came here from outside of our country. We have seen the attacks at home -- from Boston to San Bernardino to the Pentagon and yes, even the World Trade Center.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Sitting with Susan is her daughter, Jenna. Jenna: I want you to know that your father was a hero, and that tonight you have the love of an entire country supporting you and praying for you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But what will America look like as we reach our 250th year? What kind of country will we leave for our children?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Jamiel's 17-year-old son was viciously murdered by an illegal immigrant gang member, who had just been released from prison. Jamiel Shaw Jr. was an incredible young man, with unlimited potential who was getting ready to go to college where he would have excelled as a great quarterback. But he never got the chance. His father, who is in the audience tonight, has become a good friend of mine.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is willing to find new friends, and to forge new partnerships, where shared interests align. We want harmony and stability, not war and conflict.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Finally, I have kept my promise to appoint a Justice to the United States Supreme Court -- from my list of 20 judges -- who will defend our Constitution. I am honored to have Maureen Scalia with us in the gallery tonight. Her late, great husband, Antonin Scalia, will forever be a symbol of American justice. To fill his seat, we have chosen Judge Neil Gorsuch, a man of incredible skill, and deep devotion to the law. He was confirmed unanimously to the Court of Appeals, and I am asking the Senate to swiftly approve his nomination.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Obamacare premiums nationwide have increased by double and triple digits. As an example, Arizona went up 116 percent last year alone. Governor Matt Bevin of Kentucky just said Obamacare is failing in his State -- it is unsustainable and collapsing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I just met with officials and workers from a great American company, Harley-Davidson. In fact, they proudly displayed five of their magnificent motorcycles, made in the USA, on the front lawn of the White House.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today is Rare Disease day, and joining us in the gallery is a Rare Disease Survivor, Megan Crowley. Megan was diagnosed with Pompe Disease, a rare and serious illness, when she was 15 months old. She was not expected to live past 5.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is our vision. This is our mission.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Then, in 2016, the earth shifted beneath our feet. The rebellion started as a quiet protest, spoken by families of all colors and creeds -- families who just wanted a fair shot for their children, and a fair hearing for their concerns.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tonight, as we mark the conclusion of our celebration of Black History Month, we are reminded of our Nation's path toward civil rights and the work that still remains. Recent threats targeting Jewish Community Centers and vandalism of Jewish cemeteries, as well as last week's shooting in Kansas City, remind us that while we may be a Nation divided on policies, we are a country that stands united in condemning hate and evil in all its forms.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The time for small thinking is over. The time for trivial fights is behind us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we speak, we are removing gang members, drug dealers and criminals that threaten our communities and prey on our citizens. Bad ones are going out as I speak tonight and as I have promised.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I am calling upon Members of both parties to pass an education bill that funds school choice for disadvantaged youth, including millions of African-American and Latino children. These families should be free to choose the public, private, charter, magnet, religious or home school that is right for them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the same time, my Administration has answered the pleas of the American people for immigration enforcement and border security. By finally enforcing our immigration laws, we will raise wages, help the unemployed, save billions of dollars, and make our communities safer for everyone. We want all Americans to succeed -- but that can't happen in an environment of lawless chaos. We must restore integrity and the rule of law to our borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The unemployment rate is the lowest in over half a century. And very incredibly, the average unemployment rate under my administration is lower than any administration in the history of our country. True. If we hadn't reversed the failed economic policies of the previous administration, the world would not now be witnessing this great economic success.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This will be a tremendous boon to our already very strongly guarded southern border where, as we speak, a long, tall, and very powerful wall is being built. We have now completed over 100 miles and have over 500 miles fully completed in a very short period of time. Early next year, we will have substantially more than 500 miles completed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One hundred thirty-two lawmakers in this room have endorsed legislation to impose a socialist takeover of our healthcare system, wiping out the private health insurance plans of 180 million very happy Americans. To those watching at home tonight, I want you to know: We will never let socialism destroy American healthcare.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Socialism destroys nations. But always remember: Freedom unifies the soul.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Workers without a high school diploma have achieved the lowest unemployment rate recorded in U. S. history. A record number of young Americans are now employed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The years of economic decay are over. The days of our country being used, taken advantage of, and even scorned by other nations are long behind us. Gone too are the broken promises, jobless recoveries, tired platitudes, and constant excuses for the depletion of American wealth, power, and prestige.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To safeguard American liberty, we have invested a record-breaking $2.2 trillion in the United States military. We have purchased the finest planes, missiles, rockets, ships, and every other form of military equipment, and it's all made right here in the USA.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Rush and Kathryn, congratulations. Thank you, Kathryn.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must also rebuild America's infrastructure. I ask you to pass Senator John Barrasso's highway bill to invest in new roads, bridges, and tunnels all across our land.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Forty million American families have an average $2,200 extra thanks to our child tax credit. I've also overseen historic funding increases for high-quality child care, enabling 17 states to help more children, many of which have reduced or eliminated their waitlists altogether. And I sent Congress a plan with a vision to further expand access to high-quality child care, and urge you to act immediately.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our message to the terrorists is clear: You will never escape American justice. If you attack our citizens, you forfeit your life.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In Afghanistan, the determination and valor of our warfighters has allowed us to make tremendous progress, and peace talks are now underway. I am not looking to kill hundreds of thousands of people in Afghanistan, many of them totally innocent. It is also not our function to serve other nations as law enforcement agencies. These are warfighters that we have--the best in the world--and they either want to fight to win or not fight at all. We are working to finally end America's longest war and bring our troops back home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Iain has always dreamed of going to space. He was the first in his class and among the youngest at an aviation academy. He aspires to go to the Air Force Academy, and then he has his eye on the Space Force. As Iain says, \"Most people look up at space. I want to look down on the world.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My administration is determined to give our citizens the opportunities they need regardless of age or background. Through our Pledge to American Workers, over 400 companies will also provide new jobs and education opportunities to almost 15 million Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Almost every American family knows the pain when a loved one is diagnosed with a serious illness. Here tonight is a special man, beloved by millions of Americans who just received a Stage 4 advanced cancer diagnosis. This is not good news, but what is good news is that he is the greatest fighter and winner that you will ever meet. Rush Limbaugh, thank you for your decades of tireless devotion to our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Please take this message back that all Americans are united with the Venezuelan people in their righteous struggle for freedom. Thank you very much, Mr. President. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Ellie reminds us that every child is a miracle of life. And thanks to modern medical wonders, 50 percent of very premature babies delivered at the hospital where Ellie was born now survive. It's an incredible thing. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our goal should be to ensure that every baby has the best chance to thrive and grow just like Ellie. That is why I'm asking Congress to provide an additional $50 million to fund neonatal research for America's youngest patients.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But sitting behind Iain tonight is his greatest hero of them all. Charles McGee was born in Cleveland, Ohio, one century ago. Charles is one of the last surviving Tuskegee Airmen--the first black fighter pilots--and he also happens to be Iain's great-grandfather. Incredible story.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Three years ago, we launched the great American comeback. Tonight, I stand before you to share the incredible results. Jobs are booming, incomes are soaring, poverty is plummeting, crime is falling, confidence is surging, and our country is thriving and highly respected again. America's enemies are on the run, America's fortunes are on the rise, and America's future is blazing bright.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now I call on Congress to give one million American children the same opportunity Janiyah has just received. Pass the Education Freedom Scholarships and Opportunities Act--because no parent should be forced to send their child to a failing government school.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For decades, China has taken advantage of the United States. Now we have changed that, but, at the same time, we have perhaps the best relationship we've ever had with China, including with President Xi. They respect what we've done because, quite frankly, they could never really believe that they were able to get away with what they were doing year after year, decade after decade, without someone in our country stepping up and saying, \"That's enough.\" Now we want to rebuild our country, and that's exactly what we're doing. We are rebuilding our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If forcing American taxpayers to provide unlimited free healthcare to illegal aliens sounds fair to you, then stand with the radical left. But if you believe that we should defend American patients and American seniors, then stand with me and pass legislation to prohibit free government healthcare for illegal aliens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Three years ago, the barbarians of ISIS held over 20,000 square miles of territory in Iraq and Syria. Today, the ISIS territorial caliphate has been 100 percent destroyed, and the founder and leader of ISIS--the bloodthirsty killer known as al-Baghdadi--is dead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is the place where anything can happen. America is the place where anyone can rise. And here, on this land, on this soil, on this continent, the most incredible dreams come true.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The veterans unemployment rate dropped to a record low. The unemployment rate for disabled Americans has reached an all-time low.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, Amy, there is one more thing. Tonight, we have a very special surprise. I am thrilled to inform you that your husband is back from deployment. He is here with us tonight, and we couldn't keep him waiting any longer.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "From the instant I took office, I moved rapidly to revive the U. S. economy--slashing a record number of job-killing regulations, enacting historic and record-setting tax cuts, and fighting for fair and reciprocal trade agreements. Our agenda is relentlessly pro-worker, pro-family, pro-growth, and, most of all, pro-American. Thank you. We are advancing with unbridled optimism and lifting our citizens of every race, color, religion, and creed very, very high.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And working together, Congress can reduce drug prices substantially from current levels. I've been speaking to Senator Chuck Grassley of Iowa and others in Congress in order to get something on drug pricing done, and done quickly and properly. I'm calling for bipartisan legislation that achieves the goal of dramatically lowering prescription drug prices. Get a bill on my desk, and I will sign it into law immediately.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The unemployment rate for women reached the lowest level in almost 70 years. And, last year, women filled 72 percent of all new jobs added.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I've also made an ironclad pledge to American families: We will always protect patients with pre-existing conditions. . And we will always protect your Medicare and we will always protect your Social Security. Always.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Very importantly, we entered into historic cooperation agreements with the governments of Mexico, Honduras, El Salvador, and Guatemala. As a result of our unprecedented efforts, illegal crossings are down 75 percent since May, dropping eight straight months in a row. And as the wall rapidly goes up, drug seizures rise, and the border crossings are down, and going down very rapidly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Just as we believe in the First Amendment, we also believe in another constitutional right that is under siege all across our country. So long as I am President, I will always protect your Second Amendment right to keep and bear arms.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The next step forward in building an inclusive society is making sure that every young American gets a great education and the opportunity to achieve the American Dream. Yet, for too long, countless American children have been trapped in failing government schools. To rescue these students, 18 states have created school choice in the form of Opportunity Scholarships. The programs are so popular that tens of thousands of students remain on a waiting list.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With every action, my administration is restoring the rule of law and reasserting the culture of American freedom. Working with Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell--thank you, Mitch--and his colleagues in the Senate, we have confirmed a record number of 187 new federal judges to uphold our Constitution as written. This includes two brilliant new Supreme Court justices, Neil Gorsuch and Brett Kavanaugh. Thank you. And we have many in the pipeline.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A better tomorrow for all Americans also requires us to keep America safe. That means supporting the men and women of law enforcement at every level, including our nation's heroic ICE officers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In the last three years, ICE has arrested over 5,000 wicked human traffickers. And I have signed nine pieces of legislation to stamp out the menace of human trafficking, domestically and all around the globe. My administration has undertaken an unprecedented effort to secure the southern border of the United States.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In the Gallery tonight, we have a young gentleman. And what he wants so badly--13 years old--Iain Lanphier. He's an eighth grader from Arizona. Iain, please stand up.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In reaffirming our heritage as a free nation, we must remember that America has always been a frontier nation. Now we must embrace the next frontier, America's manifest destiny in the stars. I am asking Congress to fully fund the Artemis program to ensure that the next man and the first woman on the Moon will be American astronauts using this as a launching pad to ensure that America is the first nation to plant its flag on Mars.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In just three short years, we have shattered the mentality of American decline, and we have rejected the downsizing of America's destiny. We have totally rejected the downsizing. We are moving forward at a pace that was unimaginable just a short time ago, and we are never, ever going back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Likewise, we are restoring our nation's manufacturing might, even though predictions were, as you all know, that this could never, ever be done. After losing 60,000 factories under the previous two administrations, America has now gained 12,000 new factories under my administration, with thousands upon thousands of plants and factories being planned or being built. Companies are not leaving; they are coming back to the USA. The fact is that everybody wants to be where the action is, and the United States of America is indeed the place where the action is.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is our glorious and magnificent inheritance. We are Americans. We are pioneers. We are the pathfinders. We settled the New World, we built the modern world, and we changed history forever by embracing the eternal truth that everyone is made equal by the hand of Almighty God.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The American patient should never be blindsided by medical bills. That is why I signed an executive order requiring price transparency. Many experts believe that transparency, which will go into full effect at the beginning of next year, will be even bigger than healthcare reform. It will save families massive amounts of money for substantially better care.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Thank you. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Welcome home, Sergeant Williams. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have launched ambitious new initiatives to substantially improve care for Americans with kidney disease, Alzheimer's, and those struggling with mental health. And because Congress was so good as to fund my request, new cures for childhood cancer, and we will eradicate the AIDS epidemic in America by the end of this decade.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we restore American leadership throughout the world, we are once again standing up for freedom in our hemisphere. That's why my administration reversed the failing policies of the previous administration on Cuba.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Here is just one tragic example. In December 2018, California police detained an illegal alien with five prior arrests, including convictions for robbery and assault. But as required by California's Sanctuary Law, local authorities released him.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Last week, I announced a groundbreaking plan for peace between Israel and the Palestinians. 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They wrote up a fake dossier that has proven to be totally fake--written by Christopher Steele, paid for by Hillary Clinton and the Democrats--and they used that illegally in the FISA courts.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, if we gave the store away, if we bailed out all of their Democrat-run cities where we give them a trillion dollars, which is the kind of money they want--they want a trillion dollars to bail out badly run, Democrat cities and states. Whether it's New York or Illinois or others, they want to bail them out. And we're saying, \"Well, we're not going to pay that kind of a price in order to bail the cities out.\" We'll do something to help cities, but that's going to have to rest on its own.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And if I were a Republican senator and if I were a Republican congressman--and we have some great ones, but we have a lot of them that don't fight the way that the other side fights. We have much better policy. We have much better things going for us, like borders and walls and immigration and no sanctuary cities. And a lot--they have a lot of bad stuff going, but they're dirty fighters.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, do benefits inure if you're able to get something years ahead of schedule? I guess, maybe they do. But the most important thing to me is saving lives; it's the most important thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we did what they did, you would have many people in jail all right--right now. And you have, other than the one agent that admitted his guilt that he forged documents--we don't have that yet, but the report hasn't been issued yet. Let's see what happens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But let me just tell you--wait. And what they're doing, because they think it is going fast. And if you talk to a lot of your sources--if you have sources--if you talk to your sources in the FDA, you'll see it's going very, very well. The numbers are looking unbelievably strong, unbelievably good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I am taking the high road. I'm taking the high road by not seeing them. That's the high road.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, so--no, I want everybody to know everything they can about our history. I'm not a believer in cancel culture, the good or the bad. If you don't study the bad, it could happen again. So I do want that subject studied very, very carefully and very accurately.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Biden has also pledged to demolish the U. S. energy industry and implement the same policies causing blackouts in California. He wants to have things lit up with wind. He'll have to talk to China, Russia, India, and lots of other countries, because they're not doing that. And if they're not doing it, it puts us at a tremendous economic disadvantage, and it doesn't work.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Don't say there's \"no hope.\" Why do you say there's \"no hope\"?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, please. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, they say worse; they say negative. They say negative. They're going to make the vaccine into a negative so that when we have it--and I spoke to the head of Pfizer, I spoke to the head of Johnson & Johnson, I spoke to the head of the greatest medical companies in the world. We're doing great. We're going to have it soon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's better, yeah. It's better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They would have had to go--Secret Service, I have the whole list--they would have had through a very, very busy section, during the day, of Paris. They would have had to go through the city. The Paris police were asking us, \"Please don't do it,\" because they're not ready. When you do that, you need a lot of time. They take days and days and days to prepare for that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to be expanding Opportunity Zones, and we will keep that going. It's been a tremendous--a tremendous program. I want to thank Senator Scott, South Carolina, for coming up with that whole concept, because he came up, and I liked it right away, and it was--it's really turned out to be a tremendous thing, especially for African Americans, Hispanic Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We'll continue our historic regulatory reduction campaign. We've--as you know, in three and a half years, we've cut more regulations than any other administration, no matter how long, no matter what period of time you're talking about. We'll enact fair trade deals, and we're working on seven major fair trade deals right now. And when I say \"fair,\" fair to our country--because our country was ripped off by every nation. Friend, foe, didn't matter: Every nation was ripping us off at a level that it's just unbelievable, to be honest.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, no, I was never a fan of John McCain because he wanted the endless wars, and I didn't. I thought that the way the vets were taken care of--our great vets--was not good, not appropriate. And, of course, he took the fake, dirty dossier and gave it over to the FBI. So this is not somebody--am I supposed to say, \"What a wonderful guy\"?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now you can understand why China would much rather see Sleepy Joe than Donald Trump. But as long as I'm President, we will never waver in our undying loyalty to the American worker and to our country as a whole.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The U. S. economy added 1.4 million jobs last month, and we've have added a record-setting 10.6 million jobs since May. 10.6 million jobs since May. That's a record that is not even close. Second place is a long ways away.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're going to have a vaccine very soon, maybe even before a very special date. You know what date I'm talking about.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It was a phony story, just like the dirty dossier--the fake, dirty dossier; just like the Russia collusion; just like all of the other phony stories. And there'll be more phony stories.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But Biden shipped away our jobs, threw open our borders, and sent our youth to fight in these crazy endless wars. And it's one of the reasons the military--I'm not saying the military is in love with me; the soldiers are. The top people in the Pentagon probably aren't because they want to do nothing but fight wars so that all of those wonderful companies that make the bombs and make the planes and make everything else stay happy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're talking about where? Non-lethal force?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Under my leadership, next year will be the greatest economic year in the history of our country, I project. And some people are starting to agree. We have a \"V\" shape. It's probably a \"super V.\" And you see what's going on with the stock market, where it's, in certain cases, already setting records. NASDAQ: has set 17 records already, and this is as we're, hopefully, rounding the final turn in the pandemic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They spied on my campaign. And if they were Democrats, they would have been in jail two years ago. They would have been in jail--literally, if this side were the Democrat side, they would have been in jail two years ago for 50-year terms for treason and other things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the purpose of NATO primarily is Europe protection against Russia. Now, they can use it for other, I guess--and they have a little bit in the Middle East, et cetera, et cetera.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The story is a hoax, written by a guy who has got a tremendously bad history. The magazine itself--which I don't read, but I hear it's just totally anti-Trump; he's a big Obama person, he's a big Clinton person. And he made up the story. It's a totally made-up story.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're currently witnessing the fastest labor market recovery from an economic crisis in history--world history. By contrast, Biden presided over the worst, the weakest, and slowest economic recovery since the Great Depression. It was a long, slow slog, and it was a very small--very small on growth and very small on every other factor that you need. It was the weakest recovery.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Next, we'll return to unprecedented prosperity through our pro-American policies. We'll pass new tax cuts to boost take-home pay. We're going to be cutting taxes very substantially. We get it back through growth. We had tremendous growth until we got hit with the China virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I want to thank you all, and I just want to wish you a very happy Labor Day. And we're having tremendous success, whether it's on the vaccines, whether it's on the pandemic--the plague that came in from China, that China should have never let happen because I will never feel the same about China. And I just want to again wish you a happy Labor Day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we grew up with a certain history, and now they're trying to change our history--revisionist history. That's why they want to take down our monuments. That's why they want to take down our statues.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But this started at Obama, and some people would say--and some people, \"Well, but he was President,\" like, \"Let's leave him alone.\" If it were me, they wouldn't be leaving me alone, I can tell you. It's a totally double standard, and it's a--it's a disgrace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So they don't want to make a deal because they think that if the country does as badly as possible, even though a lot of people are being hurt, that's good for the Democrats. But, David, that's a bad thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Under my administration, we will make America into the manufacturing superpower of the world, and we'll end our reliance on China once and for all. Whether it's decoupling or putting in massive tariffs like I've been doing already, we're going to end our reliance on China because we can't rely on China. And I don't want them building a military like they're building right now, and they're using our money to build it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But Zach Fuentes, as you know, worked for John. And I think they both know that. But Zach came out, as you know, today or yesterday, last night, and said very strongly that he didn't hear anything like that. Even John Bolton came out and said that was untrue.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I watch--so often, when I watch some of the areas that we're talking about--now we have Rochester--that's, again, Democrat governor, Democrat mayor. All Democrats, every one of them, and it always will be.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They spied on my campaign. That's right.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The New York Times has just published an entire story on Biden's China sell-outs, which is amazing for the New York Times. I appreciate that. In 2001, Biden said, \"The United States welcomes the emergence of a prosperous, integrated China on the global stage because we expect this is going to be a China that plays by the rules.\" They didn't play by the rules. They didn't play by the rules.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So now they're saying, \"Wow, Trump has pulled this off. Okay, let's disparage the vaccine.\" That's so bad for this country. That's so bad for the world to even say that. And that's what they're saying.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But she's talking about disparaging a vaccine so that people don't think the achievement was a great achievement. I don't want the achievement for myself, I want something that's going to make people better, that people aren't going to get sick with. That includes therapeutics, where we're doing equally as well. Therapeutics.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I don't need to meet with them to be turned down. They don't want to make a deal because they know that's good for the economy. And if they make a deal that's good for the economy, and therefore it's good for me for the election in November--November 3rd, and therefore they're not going to make a deal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "First, we'll end the pandemic. Under Operation Warp Speed, we've pioneered groundbreaking therapies, reducing the fatality rate 85 percent since April. You don't hear that from the press very often. They don't like to talk about that. So the fatality rate, 85 percent--think of that--since April.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So far, I haven't seen anybody have a problem. But the report hasn't been issued yet. Let's see what happens with the Durham report.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I was with the governor in Texas; he looked at me and said, \"I can't imagine how they allow this to happen.\" And, you know, it's different. It's different. 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It's why I thought we'd do this outside as opposed to in your more normal place.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If you look at Biden, he supported TPP, Trans-Pacific Partnership, which would have been a disaster; it would have destroyed our automobile business. By the way, many plants are being built right now--auto plants--in Michigan, just like I said. They're being built in Ohio; they're being built in South Carolina, North Carolina. They're being built all over and expanded at a level that we've never seen before, because I said to Japan and Germany and others: \"Sorry, you got to come here and build plants. Otherwise, we're going to have to make it very tough on you with tariffs.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Q--why do you object to that being taught in schools? And do you object to slavery itself being taught in schools?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We took action last night to stop a war. We did not take action to start a war.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Under my leadership, America's policy is unambiguous: To terrorists who harm or intend to harm any American, we will find you; we will eliminate you. We will always protect our diplomats, service members, all Americans, and our allies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States has the best military by far, anywhere in the world. We have best intelligence in the world. If Americans anywhere are threatened, we have all of those targets already fully identified, and I am ready and prepared to take whatever action is necessary. And that, in particular, refers to Iran.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Under my leadership, we have destroyed the ISIS territorial caliphate, and recently, American Special Operations Forces killed the terrorist leader known as al-Baghdadi. The world is a safer place without these monsters.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I might add that we're in the process--and, in some cases, have already done it--ordered a large number of respirators, just in case. We hope we don't need them, but we've ordered a large number.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we have people quarantined. It was a big operation, and it worked out really--you don't hear about it anymore. It worked out really well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Some of the doctors say it will wash through, it will flow through. Interesting terms and very accurate. I think you're going to find in a number of weeks it's going to be a very accurate term.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now I did sit with the President for probably two hours, but he has tested negative. So that's good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, the truth is that we have coronavirus cases now in 46 American states. And while the risk of serious illness of the coronavirus remains low, we want to encourage every American to practice common sense, practice good hygiene, go to the CDC's website to see what the guidance is for your community or for the American people broadly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And Bruce Greenstein, LHC Group. Tremendously talented people. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As I said in my address to the nation the other night, all Americans have a role to play in defeating this virus. Our most effective weapon right now is to limit the damage to our people and our country, and slow the spread of the virus itself.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'm also asking every hospital in this country to activate its emergency preparedness plan so that they can meet the needs of Americans everywhere. The hospitals are very engaged. New York and various other places are also various engaged. I just spoke with Governor Cuomo; we had a very good conversation. And we're working very strongly with many states, including New York.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And what you're seeing now with this order is that we're going to be able to remove the constraints so that people at the state and the local level--the individual physician all the way up through the federal government--will have as many constraints as possible removed for them to do everything they possibly can so that we can implement the things that we've been talking about--the containment, the mitigation--so that, as I've said many times, that curve that I referred to that goes up, we don't want to have that curve. We want to suppress it down to that small mound.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Fantastic.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we look forward to partnering with the CDC, the administration, HHS, and the task force, and specifically to the Vice President, who's doing such a fantastic job. We're ready to engage and help.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead. Okay.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Interestingly, we were just talking, I was talking to Doug, and the numbers they're doing from the retailing standpoint, I guess, because of this, your business is like the opposite. All of you have done--you've been selling a lot of--a lot of stuff. Do you want to answer the question, as to the hand sanitizers?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That's true. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, we have no symptoms whatsoever. And we have, we had a great meeting with the President of Brazil, Bolsonaro. Great guy. Very--a very tremendous--he's done--he's doing a fantastic job for Brazil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's the, it's the administration. Perhaps they do that.vYou know, people let people go. You used to be with a different newspaper than you are now. You know, things like that happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Dr. Birx, please. Thank you, Deborah.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And as the President has said, it's especially important now that we look at senior citizens with chronic underlying health conditions. Last week, the President directed the Center for Medicaid and Medicare Services to raise the standards at our nursing homes, increase inspections at our nursing homes. And today, we're offering very specific guidance, which Seema Verma will articulate, about visitations at nursing homes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Better. Not 100 percent, but 90 percent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We fully appreciate that this measure represents a severe trial for residents of nursing homes and those who love them. But we are doing what we must to protect our vulnerable elderly. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Most likely, yeah. Most likely.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And together, as you've said many times, together we'll get through this. Together, we'll put the health of America first.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But this is why I outlined on Wednesday night my admiss...administration's--the fact that we've issued a requirement suspending all medically unnecessary visits to various places, but in particular, nursing homes. We should all be working off the same playbook when it comes to protecting Americans. We have to.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I mentioned it many times, and I think it's important and appropriate for me to mention it again because it answers your question: When you talk about preventing infections from without in--which is the kind of travel restrictions we're talking about--then how do you handle what you already have in your country? You continue some sort of containment, but you also do mitigation and you try to proportion it to the areas where there are the most infections.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much, Doug. Appreciate it very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead, John. Please. And if you'd like to ask some of the folks up here, it would be fine. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also helping other nations--many other nations; we're helping them a lot. And they're doing okay, in some cases. In some cases, they're not doing well at all. But we're working with a lot of groups of people and a lot of other nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, interestingly, if you go back--please--if you go back to the swine flu, it was nothing like this. They didn't do testing like this. And actually, they lost approximately 14,000 people. And they didn't do the testing. They started thinking about testing when it was far too late.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Following the meeting last week, major commercial laboratory equipment and diagnostic companies took immediate action to adopt and develop new testing systems. Last night, the initial company, Roche, received FDA approval, moving from request to development to approval in record time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. I appreciate it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "These commercial laboratories--LabCorp and Quest and Roche--have just done an incredible job stepping forward and are going to literally make, literally make hundreds and thousands of tests available and being processed with results to patients in the very near future. But it's all a result of you tasking us with bringing together not just government resources--which all state labs can now test across the country; CDC is testing but you said, Mr. President, that we wanted to bring all the resources of the country together, and that's what this partnership really means.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The power to waive certain federal license requirements so that doctors from other states can provide services and states with the greatest need. Number two.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. And we'll be changing a lot of the rules, regulations for future, should this happen in the future, which we hope it never does. But it will, I guess, somewhere out there. There are some bad ones over the years, and I guess that'll continue to an extent, but we hope it never happens. But we're going to be changing a lot of the old rules and specifications and regulations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But what the President charged us with, when I was tasked to take over the White House Coronavirus Task Force, was: Open up tests all across the country. And the President said, a few days ago, that we made it clear that any American that wanted to get a test would be able, clinically, to get a test. Because I literally heard from the Governor of Washington State, who said the doctors in Washington State were saying that if you were only mildly symptomatic, they would not order a test. And fortunately, the President directed CDC to clarify that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And also Senat... I want to ask another question, if you'll let me. Senator Lindsey Graham and also Senator Scott--Rick Scott--are self-isolating. Are you planning to take any kind of precautionary measure to protect you and also your staff who was there with him?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The emergency orders I am issuing today will also confer broad new authority to the Secretary of Health and Human Services. The Secretary of HHS will be able to immediately waive provisions of applicable laws and regulations to give doctors, hospital--all hospitals--and healthcare providers maximum flexibility to respond to the virus and care for patients.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead, please. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Next, please. Next, please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're working--our drug companies, our pharmaceutical companies are working very closely with China and with India, as you know, and with, all over the world. And they're all over the world. These are magnificent companies that are very, very knowledgeable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have many, many locations behind us, by the way. We cover the, this country in large part. So the world, by the way, we're not going to be talking about the world right now. But we cover very, very strongly our country. Stores in virtually every location.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In LabCorp and Quest's early data, they're running about 1 to 2 percent positive. That means that we have a lot more other respiratory disease out there besides the coronavirus. And that's why the screening is critical. But even with the screening, we're going to low, run what we think are very low rates.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Stephen Rusckowski, Quest Diagnostics. Please. Great job. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to thank Deborah Birx, and I want to ask her maybe to come up and say a few words as to what's happening. Dr. Birx is a highly respected person. I've gotten to know her very well over the last six days. And what we've done is rebuild something that was very old, very old-fashioned, somewhat obsolete. Certainly obsolete when it comes to the kind of numbers that we're talking about.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And a follow-up on Brazil: You're asking people who come back from America--from Europe--Americans who are coming back from Europe to self-quarantine for a couple weeks. You were in a picture with somebody who now has coronavirus from Brazil, at Mar-a-Lago. How is that different?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's incredible what's--sports--what's happening with the sporting world, where so many of the great sports that we've gotten so used to at this time of the year, they're not going to be meeting. And they've done a great service actually. But that--would be another way that it could be--problems could be caused.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're working on that. We're working out a schedule.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we're with you every step of the way. No nation is more prepared or more equipped to face down this crisis. As you know, we are rated number one in the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If I could, some of these folks we know; they're celebrities in their own right. They're the biggest business people, the greatest retailers anywhere in the world. And one of them is Doug McMillon from Walmart. And I'd like to have Doug, if you would, say a few words, wherever you may be.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay. Please go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I just think it's a nasty question because what we've done is--and Tony has said numerous times that we've saved thousands of lives because of the quick closing. And when you say \"me,\" I didn't do it. We have a group of people I could...", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Needless to say, though, we're taking it extraordinarily seriously to plan for what could come. Not what Dr. Fauci talked about--blunting the curve--that makes it much less high need at that peak of the curve that we're all planning for.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And for Dr. Birx, as the administration tries to get its arms around this test kit shortage issue, the next glaring need could be respirators and related hospital equipment. So what is the administration doing right now to ramp up production of respirators and that kind of equipment should this outbreak persist?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But last Tuesday, seeing the spread of the virus around the globe, the President realized that our current approach to testing was inadequate to need--to meet the needs of the American public. He asked for an entire overhaul of the testing approach. He immediately called the private sector laboratories to the White House, as noted, and charged them with developing a high-throughput quality platform that can meet the needs of the American public.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I spoke to the governor of Iowa today, and some of those who now have been cleared are able, in proper supervision, to be returning to Iowa, where they're making arrangements for them to do that. Others in Texas, others in Georgia. Again, it's another example of the extraordinary cooperation of Governor Abbott, Governor Gavin Newsom, Governor Brian Kemp of Georgia.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you all very much. If you have any questions, we can take some.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've been working very hard on this. We've made tremendous progress. When you compare what we've done to other areas of the world, it's pretty incredible. A lot of that had to do with the early designation and the closing of the borders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much, Tom. Great job you've done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The same thing holds true for a variety of other disease. Why cancer is more prevalent in some--in mostly in older individuals--because the immune system that screens for it is less robust. So it really is something that is kind of well-known over a lot of studies.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The ability to waive laws to enable telehealth, a fairly new and incredible thing that's happened in the--in the not-so-distant past. I tell you, what they've done with telehealth is incredible. It gives remote doctors' visits and hospital check-ins.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The spirit and the will of our nation is unbreakable. We will defeat this threat. 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It is because of the lessons learned from that that we were able to mobilize and bring those individuals that were key to the HIV response to this response.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Right. Better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we're going to do it very quickly. And I hope we won't need it very long, but whatever it takes.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, yeah, their numbers have gone up fairly precipitously over the last 24 hours, so we may be adding that, and we may be adding a couple of others. And we may, frankly, start thinking about taking some off.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Brian Cornell, Target. Thank you, Brian. Thank you. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To help our students and their families, I've waived interest on all student loans held by federal government agencies, and that will be until further notice. That's a big thing for a lot of students that are left in the middle right now. Many of those schools have been closed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're doing a great job. Let me tell you, these professionals behind me and the--these great, incredible doctors and business people--the best in the world. And I can say that. Whether it's retailers or labs, or anything you want to say, these are the best of the world. We're doing a great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Italy is having a very, yeah, we're in touch with Italy and, you know, it's a, it's a country that we love.& We have tremendous--millions and millions of people, originally--origins from Italy. And we're working with them. They're in a very, they're in, probably, relatively speaking, the toughest position of all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We'll remove or eliminate every obstacle necessary to deliver our people the care that they need and that they're entitled to. No resource will be spared. Nothing whatsoever.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Italy has got a tough situation, but they're, they're really, they have really clamped down and I think they're going to see some very good results. It's tough. What they did, they really took their medicine, but they're going to see some much better results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much, everyone. Thank you. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also announced Wednesday night, following the advice of our medical professionals who are doing a tremendous job--and we appreciate it very much--that we're suspending the entry of foreign nationals who have been to Europe in the last 14 days from entering the United States. Citizens, permanent residents, and our families--and even the families returning from Europe, will be subject to extra screening as well self-isolation for a period of 14 days.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thomas Moriarty, CVS. We all know CVS. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, we have our deal with China. They're going to be buying $250 billion worth of goods and $50 billion from our farmers. And that's a great deal for our country; it's about time somebody did that. And, frankly, phase two, we'll start negotiating.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To unleash the full power of the federal government in this effort, today I am officially declaring a national emergency. Two very big words. The action I am taking will open up access to up to $50 billion of very importantly--very important and a large amount of money for states and territories and localities in our shared fight against this disease.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Great job. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I think you have to remember, though: We're working very closely with states, and you have a smaller form and more targeted form of government going in and doing it, like, in New York, where the relationship is very good; like Gavin Newsom, where he made some very complimentary--because that's California--he made some really complimentary comments the other day about how we're working together. We worked on the ship together, but we worked on a lot of other things together, having to do with this.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They had a very big failure with swine flu. A very big failure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As the President mentioned, we now have capabilities from Roche diagnostics that we will bring into our facilities this weekend. And I know myself and also my colleague at LabCorp will be doing the same, so the capacity available to the American public to support this action with consumers will be considerably increased in the next few weeks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That is the intent of this approach. We have seen it work just in our own United States, and we want to bring this across the continent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And Matt Sause, please, of Roche. Matt? Thank you, Matt.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Key among these efforts are breaking chains of transmission between people. These measures have been adopted by many companies, universities, and schools. And we want to protect the safety and the health of their employees and their students. I encourage everyone to follow the guidelines we've issued by CDC and these commonsense measures. A lot of it is common sense.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I don't know that I had exposure, but I don't have any of the symptoms. And we do have a White House doctor and, I should say, many White House doctors, frankly. And I asked them that same question, and they said, \"You don't have any symptoms whatsoever.\" And we don't want people without symptoms to go and do the test. The test is not insignificant.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the hospital emergency preparedness plan allows them to defer elective issues to keep those hospital beds open for those who might need it. So we're in full planning mode for each of those things.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, as you know, Europe was just designated as the hotspot right now, and we closed that border a while ago. So that was lucky or through talent or through luck. Call it whatever you want. But through a very collective action and shared sacrifice and national determination, we will overcome the threat of the virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Adam Schechter, who has really been of tremendous help. LabCorp. Please. Adam?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The ability to waive the requirements of a three-day hospital stay prior to admission to a nursing home. Big thing.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Mr. President, I want to join you in thanking Walmart and CVS and Target and Walgreen. These are companies that are synonymous with communities large and small, where people come together. And now they're going to come together to meet the needs of the American public.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have a proposal from the cruise line industry, but they're currently considering what other steps that they might take, perhaps even similar to what those other lines have taken. We're anticipating some response on that in the next 24 hours.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As a result of that action, today we're announcing a new partnership with private sector to vastly increase and accelerate our capacity to test for the coronavirus. We want to make sure that those who need a test can get a test very safely, quickly, and conveniently. But we don't want people to take a test if, if we feel that they shouldn't be doing it. And we don't want everyone running out and taking. Only if you have certain symptoms.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must take all precautions and be responsible for the actions that we take and that we see other people take. We want to prevent the spread and transmission of the disease.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, we, we have. We're talking about it, country to country, but we did discuss if he had a problem. It was reported that he may have it, and he doesn't, fortunately.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we've been in continuous contact, as you said, with governors around the country. And, Mr. President, you have forged a seamless partnership with every state and every territory in this country to put the health of our nation first.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A beautiful day in the Rose Garden. Appreciate everybody being here. Today, I'd like to provide an update to the American people on several decisive new actions we're taking in our very vigilant effort to combat and ultimately defeat the coronavirus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The important piece in this all is they've gone from a machine that may have a lower throughput, to the potential to have automated extraction. I know you don't want all of these details, but it's really key for the laboratory people. It's an automated extraction of the RNA that then runs in an automated way on the machine, with no one touching it, and the result comes out at the other end.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The CDC has published guidelines on the Coronavirus.gov to enable--it's Coronavirus.gov, and it's very, very heavily used right now, I will say--to enable every American to respond to this epidemic and to protect themselves, their families, and their communities, while the risks to young and healthy Americans remains very low. We've learned a lot about this over the last two weeks. Anyone can be a carrier for the virus and risk transmission to older Americans and those with underlying health conditions and those who are most at risk. They have not done very well. Older Americans who are, especially, if they have a health problem, they have not done well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I just want to make one note: In South Korea, I want to repeat, only 4 percent of the tests were positive. That means 96 percent of the people had a different respiratory disease because we're in the middle of flu season, cold season, and all of the other respiratory diseases that we get every day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And again, I've said we're learning a lot for the future and future problems like this, or worse. Or worse. It could get worse. The next eight weeks are critical. We can learn--and we will turn a corner on this virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We need to be consistent in adopting measures to limit the spread of the virus. The virus is the same, whether it's spreading in cities, towns, or rural communities. The tools and tactics for attacking it are similar no matter where you go. No matter where you go. You have some hotspots throughout the world right now that people would have never thought possible, and they're being very seriously affected.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But to add to that, the President directed me last Saturday to travel down to Miami. We met with all the leaders of the cruise line industry. Several cruise lines have announced a 60-day pause in operations. Our Department of Homeland Security has praised them for doing that because of the unique health challenges particularly presented to seniors with underlying conditions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, for now, the best advice that we can give for people is to speak to their doctor, as the President just said. And if the doctor indicates, that physician--if it's not a university hospital or otherwise authorized lab--can contact the state lab. And, again, every state lab in the country can perform tests today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You have Election Day, and the laws are very strong on that. You have an Election Day. And they don't want votes cast after Election Day, and they want the process to be an honest one. It's so important. We want an honest election, and we want an honest count, and we want honest people working back there because it's a very important job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, we're on track to win Arizona. We only need to carry, I guess, 55 percent of the remaining vote -- 55 percent margins. And that's a margin that we've significantly exceeded. So we'll see what happens with that, but we're on track to do okay in Arizona.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's amazing how those mail-in ballots are so one-sided, too. I know that it's supposed to be to the advantage of the Democrats, but in all cases, they're so one-sided.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Washington Post had Biden up 17 points in Wisconsin, and it was basically even. They were off by about 17 points, and they knew that. They're not stupid people. They knew that. Suppression.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And you see that on Election Night. We were ahead in votes in North Carolina by a lot -- tremendous number of votes. And we're still ahead by a lot, but not as many because they're finding ballots all of a sudden. \"Oh, we have some mail-in ballots.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I -- I tell you, I would -- I have been talking about this for many months with all of you. And I've said very strongly that mail-in ballots are going to end up being a disaster. Small elections were a disaster. Small, very easy-to-handle elections were disastrous.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The 11th Circuit ruled that, in Georgia, the votes have been in by Election Day -- that they should be in by Election Day, and they weren't. Votes are coming in after Election Day. And they had a ruling already that you have to have the votes in by Election Day. To the best of my knowledge, votes should be in by Election Day, and they didn't do that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So it will be hopefully cleared up, maybe soon; I hope soon. But it'll probably go through a process -- a legal process. And, as you know, I've claimed certain states and he's claiming states. So we can both claim the states, but ultimately I have a feeling judges are going to have to rule. But there's been a lot of shenanigans, and we can't stand for that in our country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In Philadelphia, observers have been kept far away -- very far away -- so far that people are using binoculars to try and see, and there's been tremendous problems caused. They put paper on all of the windows so you can't see in, and the people that are banned are very unhappy and become somewhat violent.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One major hub for counting ballots in Detroit covered up the windows, again, with large pieces of cardboard. And so they wanted to protect and block the counting area. They didn't want anybody seeing the counting, even though these were observers who are legal observers that were supposed to be there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And it's been properly acknowledged, actually, by the media. They were, I think, very impressed, but that was after the fact. That doesn't do us any good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I challenge Joe and every Democrat to clarify that they only want legal votes. Because they talk about votes, and I think they should use the word \"legal\" -- \"legal votes.\" \"We want every legal vote counted.\" And I want every legal vote counted. We want openness and transparency -- no secret count rooms, no mystery ballots, no illegal votes being cast after Election Day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The officials overseeing the counting in Pennsylvania and other key states are all part of a corrupt Democrat machine that you've written about -- and, for a long time, you've been writing about the corrupt Democrat machine. I went to school there, and I know a lot about it. It hasn't changed. It's a long time ago, and it hasn't changed. It's gotten worse.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And there are many instances which will be reported very shortly. There's tremendous litigation going on. And this is a case where they're trying to steal an election, they're trying to rig an election, and we can't let that happen. Detroit and Philadelphia -- known as two of the most corrupt political places anywhere in our country, easily -- cannot be responsible for engineering the outcome of a presidential race -- a very important presidential race.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our goal is to defend the integrity of the election. We'll not allow the corruption to steal such an important election or any election, for that matter. And we can't allow silence -anybody to silence our voters and manufacture results.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's a corrupt system. And it makes people corrupt even if they aren't by nature, but they become corrupt; it's too easy. They want to find out how many votes they need, and then they seem to be able to find them. They wait and wait, and then they find them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So you don't have postmarks; you don't have identification. There have been a number of disturbing irregularities across the nation. Our campaign has been denied access to observe any counting in Detroit. Detroit is another place -- and I wouldn't say has the best reputation for election integrity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In Georgia, a pipe burst in a faraway location, totally unrelated to the location of what was happening, and they stopped counting for four hours, and a lot of things happened. The election apparatus in Georgia is run by Democrats.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As everyone now recognizes, media polling was election interference, in the truest sense of that word, by powerful special interests. These really phony polls -- I have to call them phony polls, fake polls -- were designed to keep our voters at home, create the illusion of momentum for Mr. Biden, and diminish Republicans' ability to raise funds. They were what's called \"suppression polls.\" Everyone knows that now. And it's never been used to the extent that it's been used on this last election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our administration is working closely with local authorities to investigate the shooting and learn everything we can. We are committed to working with state and local leaders to help secure our schools, and tackle the difficult issue of mental health.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In these moments of heartache and darkness, we hold on to God's word in scripture: \"I have heard your prayer and seen your tears. I will heal you.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. And God Bless you all. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Around 2:30 yesterday afternoon, police responded to reports of gunfire at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida--a great and safe community. There, a shooter, who is now in custody, opened fire on defenseless students and teachers. He murdered 17 people and badly wounded at least 14 others.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to speak now directly to America's children, especially those who feel lost, alone, confused or even scared: I want you to know that you are never alone and you never will be. You have people who care about you, who love you, and who will do anything at all to protect you. If you need help, turn to a teacher, a family member, a local police officer, or a faith leader. Answer hate with love; answer cruelty with kindness.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Each person who was stolen from us yesterday had a full life ahead of them--a life filled with wondrous beauty and unlimited potential and promise. Each one had dreams to pursue, love to give, and talents to share with the world. And each one had a family to whom they meant everything in the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My fellow Americans, today I speak to a nation in grief. Yesterday, a school filled with innocent children and caring teachers became the scene of terrible violence, hatred, and evil.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay. Go ahead, please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, unfortunately, the press doesn't even cover it. You know, we have -- we've made some fantastic deals, like with Japan. For farmers, we have a tremendous trade deal with Japan. And that doesn't get covered because you waste your time on nonsense.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This year, America came to the United Nations stronger than we have ever been before: Since my election, the United States has not only brought our economy to a level that we have never seen, the most jobs that we've ever had -- you know you've heard me say it many times -- African American, Asian American, Hispanic American, the best unemployment numbers we've ever had. And the most and best employment numbers: 160 million -- very close to that number -- in jobs. We've never been anywhere close.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Right. I agree with that. And we're helping you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In a week of active and ambitious diplomacy here at the United Nations, America renewed our friendships. We advanced our values greatly and made clear to everyone that the United States will always defend our citizens to promote prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We just won two races that a lot of people -- we thought we were going to lose both of those races. One was down 17 points three weeks before the race, and he ended up winning by a substantial margin -- by a substantial margin. And -- Dan Bishop.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Together with Prime Minister Lee of Singapore, I signed an important agreement extending our defense cooperation. This hasn't been changed in many years. Then, yesterday, I met with prospective members of the Middle East Strategic Alliance, which is a group that I know very well; I know all of them. And through this effort, the nations of the Middle East are taking more responsibility for securing their own future and their own neighborhood. And they're also reimbursing us and paying us for a lot of the military work that we incredibly do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I've had many, many friends of mine come from Venezuela. They live -- many in Miami -- a certain section of Miami, I won't mention the name because they'll say I'm thinking about my business, and I'm not. But they are fantastic people and they like your President. They voted overwhelmingly for me. They like what I'm doing for Venezuela.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Poland is building us phenomenal new facilities. They're spending everything, and they're going to really do a job. But we'll be moving a few thousand soldiers, and Poland will be paying that for it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But I don't like the concept of releasing calls because when a president or prime minister, or a king or a queen, calls the United States, you don't like to say, \"Gee, we're going to release your call to the fake-news media, and they're going to make you look like a fool.\" What happens is, it's hard to do business that way. You want to have people feel comfortable.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, we want transparency. We've informed Kevin McCarthy about transparency. And we said, \"Vote for it.\" So I think you'll have close to 100 percent of the Republican votes, I hope.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When Nancy Pelosi allows her position to be taken over by radical far-left socialists, or worse, that's pretty bad. That's pretty bad -- especially when the senators and all of these other people have actually done what they're accusing me of doing, which I didn't do.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But he actually said, \"That was a very innocent call. You can release it all you want.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're working with our partners in Central America to ensure that asylum-seekers can pursue relief as close to their home countries as possible. That'll make a tremendous difference at our southern border.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That's true with many countries. We're going to have much bigger trade deals with a lot of countries that have an opportunity to come. And they all want to do business with the United States, especially now.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I guess it's next week that a group is coming in and the week after. So we have a lot of -- we have a lot of talks going on, and also by telephone.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah. I don't like it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let me just say that we have it under control. We are watching it very carefully. And we're going to be very, very --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So maybe we'll take a few -- a few questions. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And after that person -- namely, me -- won, and convincingly won at 306 to 223 in the Electoral College -- which, by the way, when you run a race, if you're running electoral -- you know, if you go by the College, Electoral College, that's a much different race than running popular vote. And it's like the hundred-yard dash or the mile. You train differently.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Because I was getting such fake news, and I just thought it would be better. And now they're asking for the first phone conversation, and I'll release that too, if it's important to you. But they're asking for -- because I had a conversation previous -- on a previous election plateau that he had hit. The -- the current president hit a couple of different plateaus. And I spoke to him, previous to the call that we released, which was a very innocent call -- very, very innocent; very nice call.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I think that's true, but I handle it. To me, it's like putting on a suit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If you're Democrat, you have automatic protection. That's years and years of people putting in certain people into positions. But when you look at all of the -- all of the trauma that these fakers, of course -- and the press -- look, the press is -- much of the press is not only fake, it's corrupt. These stories they write are corrupt; they're so wrong. And they know that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And as he said, we were -- \"I wasn't pushed. I wasn't pushed,\" meaning pressured. He wasn't pressured at all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We also held very productive conversations with leaders of Pakistan, India. And many other nations are achieving stronger ties of fair and reciprocal trade. And with respect to Pakistan and India, we talked about Kashmir. And whatever help I can be, I said -- I offered, whether it's arbitration or mediation, or whatever it has to be, I'll do whatever I can. Because they're at very serious odds right now, and hopefully that'll get better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But he won by many, many points. And he was leading by maybe two, maybe three, but he won by -- in the twenties. So it's -- it's been -- so we're looking great in North Carolina, looking great in Florida.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We think we'll make this little announcement to you because -- important. You know the so-called whistleblower? The one that didn't have any first-class, or first-rate, or second-tier information, from what I understand. You'll have to figure that out for yourself. But I've spoken with Leader Kevin McCarthy and the Republicans -- many of them -- and we were going to do this anyway, but I've informed them -- all of the House members -- that I fully support transparency on the so-called whistleblower information, even though it was supposedly second-hand information, which is sort of interesting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "\"At no time have I considered resigning my position since assuming this role on August 16, 2019. I have never quit anything in my life, and I am not going to start now. I'm committed to leading the intelligence community to address the diverse and complex threats facing our nation.\" That's from the Acting Director of National Intelligence, a very good man, Joseph Maguire.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And then, on the economic front, we had the entire economic team here for all the meetings: Secretary Ross, Larry Kudlow; Ambassador Lighthizer just left to go back to D. C. He's working hard on trying to get USMCA passed. But we had a lot of productive discussions. The Japanese trade deal and a lot of discussions on investing in the U. S., more jobs in the U. S., and more trade. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah. Well, that's what he did, isn't it, really? When you think about it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Good. Good. Wow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Had my opponent won, we would be second right now because China was catching us so rapidly, we would've been second by this time. And unless somebody does a very poor job as President, we're going to be first for a long way, because we've picked up trillions and trillions of dollars in value and worth of our country, and China has lost trillions and trillions of dollars, and millions of jobs, and their supply chain. And they want to make a deal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And it was one of the great countries and one of the richest countries not so long ago -- 15 years ago. It's incredible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have loopholes that are so horrible, and it would be so easy to fix. And they know they should be fixed but they don't want to do because they don't want to give Trump any credit because it's all about the election. That's all they care about. They don't care about our country; they care about the election.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yet, you have the Foreign Minister of China saying that they have no intention of, you know, unseating the United States. And yet, they're investing heavily in infrastructure and military.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We hope that's the. We hope we can get the opportunity to negotiate with them and get an outcome that's good for both of them, for the United States, to make sure that they never have a nuclear weapon and that they can't foment their terror with ballistic missiles and in the way they have all around the world. And I think we made real progress uniting the world on that here over these past few days. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I don't want to say that. But I can tell you that these two men -- and, in this case, more specifically, Steve, we're having some very good conversations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have a tremendous relationship now with a lot of nations that are very happy with what's going on, and that includes in South America, where they've been so helpful, where nobody thought this would be possible. The relationship with Mexico is an example, or El Salvador, or Honduras, or Guatemala. Nobody even knew about it. Yet, we sent them hundreds of millions of dollars, and all we got back was caravans of people pouring in.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the wall is going up, many miles a week. And we hope to have over 400, but maybe as much as 500 miles, which we'll pretty much do it because you have a lot of natural barriers; you have mountains, you have really rough rivers. You have some really rough land that you can't cross very easily. So they serve as their natural walls. But we -- we'll have, we think, over 400, but we could even have 500 miles.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, with that, we had a tremendous three days. It was beautiful to see. Made a lot of new friends. I read you a list of all the countries I saw pretty much one on one. And it's been very busy, but it's been very, very fruitful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This week, we also made incredible strides on national security with President Duda of Poland. We signed a joint declaration advancing defense cooperation. And, crucially, Poland has agreed to put up 100 percent of the money -- something I don't think you've ever heard said before. But they're going to put up 100 percent of the money, of hosting additional U. S. military personnel that we'll be taking from various other countries. We won't have more over; we'll have -- we'll be moving them around.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I thought we won. I thought it was dead. It was dead. The Mueller report -- no obstruction, no collusion. You look at all of the things that happened.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And it got almost no attention, but in May, CNN reported that Senators Robert Menendez, Richard Durbin, and Patrick Leahy wrote a letter to Ukraine's Prosecutor General expressing concern at the closing of four investigations they said were \"critical.\" In the letter, they implied that their support for U. S. assistance to Ukraine was at stake and that if they didn't do the right thing, they wouldn't get any assistance. Gee, doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that sound familiar?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I think you can look at your senators and you can look at Biden, and you can look at all these other people. But what we're looking for is corruption. An investigation started, called the \"Russian witch hunt,\" affectionately. And it was a total phony scam. It was set up by people within the government to try and stop somebody from getting elected.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I was really surprised to hear he was going to quit. Before I could even either talk to him or talk to anybody else, he put out a statement -- I didn't speak to Joe yet -- but he said, \"At no time have I considered resigning my position.\" In other words, the story in the Washington Post was a fake.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And the sad part is, with all of the tremendous work that we've done this weekend -- whether it's Secretary Mnuchin or Secretary Pompeo, who had some outstanding, outstanding meetings -- with all of this tremendous work that we've done, the press doesn't even cover it. And the Democrats did this hoax during the United Nations week. It was perfect. Because this way, it takes away from these tremendous achievements that we're taking care of doing, that we're involved in in New York City, at the United Nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Oh, I just think it's progressing. I think they want to make a deal. They're losing their supply chain. You know, it's getting killed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As part of our efforts, we're leveraging the unique capabilities of S&T's National Biodefense Analysis and Countermeasures Center to study the biology of the COVID-19 virus. This center is a high-biocontainment laboratory located in Frederick, Maryland. It was established in the early 2000s, in response to the Amerithrax attacks, and where we study, characterize, analyze, and develop countermeasures for biological threats to the homeland. We work closely with the CDC, FDA, HHS, and also our Department of Defense colleagues and many others.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But that's different than test, because with a test you can always say, \"Oh, we--we need more.\" No, I think we've done incredibly well with--obviously, with ventilators. We're--we also have 500 million masks--500 million masks that are very shortly going to be here. We've made millions of masks. We have ordered millions of masks that have arrived and been distributed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But now we get it from one of the great laboratories of the world. I have to say, it covers a lot more territory than just this. This is--this is probably an easy thing, relatively speaking, for you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I think it's a great thing to look at. I mean, you know. Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I told him very distinctly--I said--Mike was there--I said, \"You do what you think is best.\" But if you ask me, am I happy about it? I'm not happy about it, and I'm not happy about Brian Kemp.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we use them in the White House. I think you folks have been given that opportunity, which is much more pleasant than the first way that they looked at you. Right?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I can't tell you what's going to happen with the election. I think that had we not gone through a fake Russia, Russia, Russia deal; an impeachment hoax--it was a total hoax. From the day I got elected--but, you know, it wasn't the day; it was many months before I got elected--this has been a witch hunt that was illegal. It was an illegal witch hunt. It was illegal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On the subject of testing: At the present moment, we have reports of 4.93 million tests having been performed across America. And encouraging news: As states have been engaging commercial labs at a higher level across the country, yesterday our commercial lab system did more than 100,000 tests in a single day. So we're beginning to activate all of the capacity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Say it? In the beginning--what?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With that, Mr. President, I'd be pleased to call Bill forward. Bill Bryan leads the Science and Technology Directorate at the Department of Homeland Security and now will make a presentation on their recent study.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our only conclusion is that we're getting there, America, because the American people have put into practice the President's guidelines of social distancing because you've been listening and adhering to the guidance of state and local officials. We are--we're making--we're making meaningful progress. In a very real sense, sparing Americans to be exposed to the coronavirus and, no less extent, saving lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I'll tell you one thing: I think a lot of people are going to go outside all of a sudden. People that didn't want to go outside, they'll be going.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Again, when I started, we ended up--we--we started with nothing, essentially. What--we started with a broken test, a test that didn't work. We started with a test that did very few people, not millions of people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The last two lines are aerosols. What does it do in the air? We have a very unique capability--I was discussing this with the President prior to coming out; he wanted me to convey it to you--on how we do this. I believe we're the only lab in the country that has this capability.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This was a--to me this is very--really, a very interesting meeting. We covered it in great detail. And these are incredible people at that--we could call it a laboratory, because that's essentially what it is. It's a super laboratory. It's a lot of things going on in that laboratory.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'm open. I'm open.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At a time when many Americans are enduring significant economic challenges, this bill will help small businesses to keep millions of workers on the payroll. You see states are starting to open up now, and it's very exciting to see. I think it's very awe-inspiring. We're coming out of it, and we're coming out of it well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And when that--while that comes up, you'll see a number of some practical applications. For example, increasing the temperature and humidity of potentially contaminated indoor spaces appears to reduce the stability of the virus. And extra care may be warranted for dry environments that do not have exposure to solar light.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, I don't want to put a timescale because then the--the media, the so-called--so-called \"media\"--\"lamestream\" media will say, \"He said a time.\" I don't want to say times, because every time I say a time, if you don't hit it, they'll say--so I don't want to talk about time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know what happened? I said, \"You make your own decision.\" I told him that. I said, \"You're not in the guidelines, but I'm letting you make your own decision. But I want people to be safe, and I want the people in Georgia to be safe, and I don't want this thing to flare up because you're deciding to do something that is not in the guidelines.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To keep America gaining momentum, every citizen needs to maintain the vigilance. And we all understand that very well; we've gone over it many, many times. This includes practicing good hygiene, maintaining social distance, and the voluntary use of face covering.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we continue our battle against the virus, the data and facts on the ground suggest that we're making great progress. In 23 states, new cases have declined in the peak--week. Forty percent of American counties have also seen a rapid decline in new cases. Forty-six states reported drop in patients showing coronavirus-like symptoms. That's a big number.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Governor Kim Reynolds of Iowa launched the Test Iowa Initiative that will triple testing capacity by partnering with Nomi Health and DOMO. She also worked with the University of Iowa Hospitals to leverage further capacity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to say, though, we have had outbreaks. We've had outbreaks in specific prisons. We've had outbreaks in specific nursing homes. We've had outbreaks in specific plants. And when that happens, that adds two, three hundred, four hundred cases on that single date.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we continue to develop potential therapies, the FDA has recently begun a national effort to expand access to convalescent plasma donated from the blood of those who have recovered from the virus. The blood of these donors contains antibodies that can potentially reduce the severity of the illness in those who are sick--and frankly, those that are very sick. Nearly 3,000 patients are now enrolled in the Expanded Access Program, receiving transfusions nationwide.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I don't want to say. I won't say that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "He's also--his office referred to this as a--the idea of aiding states as a \"blue state\" bailout. What do you--what do say to that? Do you agree with that? Or do you agree with Governor Cuomo that that is a vicious attack on these states that have been hit by --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And with all of that, I'm doing fine, because the people see we're doing a great job. And you know what? We'll continue to do a great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Go ahead. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In fact, I'm thinking about moving outside to the Rose Garden. No, it's a very interesting question, actually.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is sort of semi-non-porous, right? This, right?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Wait, wait, wait, wait. Okay, go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I went to Deborah and Dr. Fauci and other people, and they weren't thrilled about it. And I could have stopped him, but I decided--and we all agreed--they got to watch it closely. So we'll see what happens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And our team is already speaking about working on a continuous basis through this summer. Every single day we're increasing testing. Every single day, air bridge flights are coming into the country. There are--I can promise you, at the President's direction, there will be no letting up on--on making sure that our hospitals have the equipment, have the personal protective supplies for medical personnel.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must be careful in all conditions, but we will--we will get this done. We're very close to a vaccine. Unfortunately, we're not very close to testing because when the testing starts, it takes a period of time. But we'll get it done.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, let me go. We--we know the rest of the question, right? So I--I know a lot about economists, and the answer is they have no idea. I think I have as good an idea as anybody, and I think our economy will start to pick up very substantially, as soon as the states get open.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A lot of people understand very well what Mitch is saying, and they also understand the other side of the--the problem. And I'll be speaking about it. We're going to do the right thing for our country. The right thing for our country and the right thing for a lot of great people. Okay?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay. Please, go ahead. In the back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, with that, let me just end where I began, and to say thank you to the American people. The progress that we are seeing is a testament to what all of you have done; to our extraordinary healthcare workers; to a partnership between the federal government and to state and local official. And I'm confident it's also owing to the prayers of millions of Americans each and every day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And in that spirit, the President and I will continue to urge states across the country: Given the unique burden on hospitals, we are now encouraging states to restart elective surgeries, wherever possible--either statewide or on a county-by-county basis. We recognize the role elective surgeries play in finances for local hospitals and we'll be working with states to enable that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Deborah, have you ever heard of that? The heat and the light, relative to certain viruses, yes, but relative to this virus?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But, I guess, Deborah, they have many, many studies going on on that. So we'll--we'll be able to learn.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, but New York and New Jersey were in a lot of trouble long before the plague came. I mean, they were--you know, they had a lot of problems long before the plague came. I spoke with Governor Cuomo about it, spoke to Governor Murphy about it. I spoke with Gavin Newsom about it. And we--I'm speaking to a lot of people about it, because it's probably going to be the next thing on the list.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In addition to ramping up our domestic assembly lines, we also have airlifted nearly 750 million pieces of personal protective equipment into the United States through our Project Airbridge, which has been an incredible thing to watch. It's really a military operation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we've done very well. Again, testing--we're doing very well on testing. We've tested far more than anybody else anywhere in the world. And within a short period of time, you'll be hearing about new tests that are coming out that are going to be incredible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So I can't tell you about the election. You have a Democrat Party and you have a large portion of the media automatically giving the guy a pass. He's been given a pass. Whether or not he's going to be the nominee, I have no idea, but he's getting a pass.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Later this evening, we expect the House to pass the Paycheck Protection Program and Health Care Enhancement Act. I'm grateful that Congress is answering my call to deliver these additional $320 billion in relief for the American worker and for small businesses.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So let me illustrate with this first slide. If you look to the right, you'll see that term \"half-life,\" with a bunch of timestamps on there.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Hey, Phil. I'm the President and you're fake news. And you know what I'll say to you? I'll say it very nicely. I know you well.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we track, very carefully, not only what the country is doing, but what each state is doing, each county is doing. And we look at delta changes across all of the counties so that we find early warning signals for these types of outbreaks, because we want to--we want the whole country to go down, but we also want to prevent the outbreaks before they occur.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And that's happening as we speak, and it's actually very exciting, and people are just--just thrilled to see it, because our country has to get back to work. They want to get back to work. You see that, whether it's a demonstration or just in talking to people. They're going to get back to work, and they're going to get back to work very fast.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah. Sure.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have to say that, very excitingly, we're going to have somebody up; Bill will be up in just a little while. It was a great report you gave. And he's going to be talking about how the virus reacts in sunlight. Wait until you hear the numbers. You won't even believe them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And with 4.4 million more Americans filing for unemployment in the past week, I joined the President in welcoming passage in the House today of the Paycheck Protection Program. It'll support working families. It'll allow small businesses to keep people on the payroll for a period of two months. But it also, as the President requested, included $75 billion to assist hospitals across the country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Good afternoon everybody. My name is Bill Bryan and I lead the Science and Technology Directorate at the U. S. Department of Homeland Security. Over the last several months, we've intensified the Department's R&D efforts to identify and deliver information that informs our response to COVID-19. S&T is working to identify, develop, deploy, and deploy the tools and information to support our response to this crisis.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our task force actually believes, Mr. President, that if we continue these mitigation efforts in the days ahead--as states implement their policies, including phased reopening--that we'll preserve those gains. We do believe, by early summer, we could be in a much better place as a nation with much of this coronavirus epidemic behind us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So, in summary, within the conditions we've tested to date, the virus in droplets of saliva survives best in indoors and dry conditions. The virus does not survive as well in droplets of saliva. And that's important because a lot of testing being done is not necessarily being done, number one, with the COVID-19 virus, and number two, in saliva or respiratory fluids.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And then you'll look at certain lists of other countries. Some are so obvious just to look at, where obviously the number is ridiculous, in the form of low, because they're not accurate counts. They're not even close to accurate counts. In fact, they're insulting to look at them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have--I'll be introducing the team when we're finished with this whole nightmare, this whole curse, this whole plague. But the team that worked on the ventilators was incredible. And the team that work--and it's a little bit interchangeable, but the team that's working on the testing is truly an incredible team. These are brilliant people. And they're doing it for the country; they're not doing it for other reasons.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. So I asked Bill a question that probably some of you are thinking of, if you're totally into that world, which I find to be very interesting. So, supposing we hit the body with a tremendous--whether it's ultraviolet or just very powerful light--and I think you said that that hasn't been checked, but you're going to test it. And then I said, supposing you brought the light inside the body, which you can do either through the skin or in some other way, and I think you said you're going to test that too. It sounds interesting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we'll see. But the whole concept of the light, the way it kills it in one minute, that's--that's pretty powerful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Sure, Mike. Go ahead. Go ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Some have been very successful. They're doing it for the country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I--I think for the most part--I'll be able to tell you when it's all over, but a lot of the governors have done a really terrific job. Some I don't think have, to be honest. But we'll be talking about that in future.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As of today, FEMA reports that 35,000 National Guard have been deployed across the country to aid in our coronavirus response. Governor Kevin Stitt of Ohio actually deployed the National Guard to hospitals across the state to evaluate protective equipment and hospital capacity and report it in to state emergency management and FEMA.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're also testing disinfectants readily available. We've tested bleach, we've tested isopropyl alcohol on the virus, specifically in saliva or in respiratory fluids. And I can tell you that bleach will kill the virus in five minutes; isopropyl alcohol will kill the virus in 30 seconds, and that's with no manipulation, no rubbing--just spraying it on and letting it go. You rub it and it goes away even faster. We're also looking at other disinfectants, specifically looking at the COVID-19 virus in saliva.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, I also want to extend my special thanks to our nation's incredible county emergency management teams who have been working relentlessly for weeks around the clock, end on end, to serve their communities, help distribute critical supplies, and save countless American lives. We salute these heroic officials on the frontlines.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I haven't at all. I haven't at all. What are you say--we'll see what happens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have to say, the FDA has been fantastic. Stephen Hahn--Dr. Hahn--has been fantastic. They're moving along rapidly. Rapidly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our country is going to do fantastically well. You see what's going on. There is a pent-up demand in our country to get it back right where it was and maybe even better, and that's what's going to happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "All of that combined, we're--we're slowing the spread. We're protecting the most vulnerable. We're saving lives. And every single day, we are one day closer to opening up America again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A safe and phased reopening of our economy--it's very exciting, but it does not mean that we are letting down our guard at all, in any way. On the contrary, continued diligence is an essential part of our strategy to get our country back to work, to take our country back. We're winning this, and we're going to win it, and we're going to keep watching. We're going to watch very closely for the invisible enemy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No, he didn't. No, he didn't defy me at all. That's your language. He didn't defy me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Along with the National Guard, at the President's direction today, more than 4,500 active duty military doctors, nurses, and medical assistants have been deployed across the country. Yesterday, 1,013 medical professionals in our military were actually deployed to 19 hospitals in 7 states to support those amazing healthcare workers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is not the end of our work as we continue to characterize this virus and integrate our findings into practical applications to mitigate exposure and transmission. I would like to thank the President and thank the Vice President for their ongoing support and leadership to the department and for their work in addressing this pandemic. I would also like to thank the scientists, not only in S&T and the NBACC, but to the larger scientific and R&D community.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So if you look at an 18-hour half-life, what you're basically saying is that every 18 hours, the virus--it's the life of the virus is cut in half. So if you start with 1,000 particles of the virus, in 18 hours, you're down to 500. And 18 hours after that, you're down to 250, and so on and so forth. That's important, as I explain in the rest of the chart.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This way, the governor should know exactly what's being delivered through a private-sector supply chain within their states, as well as through the Project Airbridge. We're trying to get it immediately from the plane to the state. When we can't do that, we bring it into our facilities and get it to the governors. And we're getting them fast, and we're notifying them very strongly so they know it's there. Governors can use this information to quickly ensure that they get materials where and when they are needed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I think he's doing great. I think he's doing great. He was so sharp and energetic. Pretty incredible. He's an incredible guy.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have not. I haven't seen it. I have not seen it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With that, Mr. President, I'll step aside. But it's remarkable to think of all that we've accomplished over the last month since you first issued the Presidential Guidelines for America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the same time, we know that mortality and the fatalities that we're facing across the United States continue. We know the number of people who are still in the hospitals in the ICUs, and we want to continue to recognize the healthcare workers who are on the frontlines, and really recognize how low the United States case fatality rates are, compared to other countries. And this is really due not only to our technology, but how that technology is utilized to save lives.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's been a horrible time to see such death and destruction, especially when you come out of what was the greatest economy in the history of the world. The greatest. There's never been an economy like what we had produced, but we'll produce it again. And I think we'll produce it again very fast.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's incredible what's going on. I'm very proud of the people of this country. I'm very proud of the people I spoke to today. These are truly great, brilliant people, and we've gained tremendous insight.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, we'll know soon. Look, they know. I--they've been warned and they're being warned right now. If they don't approve it, then we're going to go this route. And we'll probably be challenged in court, and we'll see who wins.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They include antivirals, and also--and they--something which is incredible: It keeps the virus from multiplying. A mechanism that keeps the virus from multiplying. Immune therapies that prevent the immune system from overreaching to the virus. And convalescent plasma treatments that use antibodies from the blood of recovered patients.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In that vein, there's been a lot happening this week, as COVID-19 is impacting food-processing facilities, as you know. For Americans who be--may be worried about access to good food because of this, I want to assure you: The American food supply is strong, resilient, and safe. And in fact, our food supply chain has shown tremendous agility in shifting production and logistics so suddenly from restaurant and institutional settings to retail settings.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have the best tests of any country in the world. Nobody have--has the quality of tests, the--if you look at Abbott, what they've come up with in a short period of time. They've been incredible. Roche has been incredible. We have the best tests in the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I think the companies will determine that, and the governors will determine that, and the federal government will de--and if we're not happy, we'll take very strong action against a state or a governor. If we're not happy with the job a governor is doing, we'll let them know about it. And, as you know, we have very strong action we can take, including a closedown, but we don't want to do that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Earlier last month, you were in the Oval Office, talking about, \"Now is not the time for partisanship.\" How will that act lower the partisanship in this town? And could it potentially hinder your ability to get something done on coronavirus? And then --", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America is depending on what you have--the food we need to feed our families--and you're the ones who are making that happen. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We've gotten judges because we go through the process. I guess we're up to 448 federal judges. And that, we've gotten because we focus on it; we take the maximum time. Because no matter who the judge is, they take vast numbers of days and hours to approve, and it leaves no time left for others. Very unfair system.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But rather than approving somebody who's highly qualified--somebody that everybody knows is going to be approved--rather than going quickly, they take the maximum amount of time, whatever that time may be. And what they're doing by doing that is taking days to approve somebody that could be approved in a quick vote. People that get phenomenal reviews in committee are going maximum number of hours. And what they do is--there's only so many hours in a day.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The American people will be encouraged to know that, as we stand here today, 24 percent of the counties of this country have no reported coronavirus cases. In fact, half of the states in America have less than 2,500 cases per state. This is a great tribute to the efforts by the people of those communities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If you look at--if you look at timelines--you've got to look at some timelines. But the World--the World Health Organization, just like the World Trade Organization--I'm telling you--I call them--they have been treating the United States, for decades, so badly. And they've been so in favor of China.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But as the President suggested, when we unveil the guidelines that the team has been working to present tomorrow to our nation's governors, we're going to reflect on the fact that, as the President said, there will be areas of the country that will require continued mitigation and strong efforts. And there will be other areas of the country that will be--be given guidance for greater flexibility, and the President has so directed our team.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we know, any employee who develops symptoms while on the job should go home immediately. And the interim guidance is in line with CDC recommendations for healthcare workers, caring for those sick with COVID-19.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah, please. In the back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the same time, I'm inspired by the American people who continue social distancing. These cases continue to decline because of the strong work of the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, it is--it's--look, it's been a very partisan government for a long period of time, not just this administration. You can go back into the last two administrations; you've seen a lot of partisanship. And even now, you would think that we wouldn't have.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To employees and local public health officials advising them: The CDC has issued guidelines on how to mitigate a situation if you have a positive case in one of your facilities. We need our local health authorities and our state health authorities to do everything they can to balance the demand of keeping our facilities operational and our critical industries going, while at the same time keeping the health and safety of employees as a top priority, as well as our communities.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to have a lot. You see it with General Motors. You see it with other companies that are producing. We're going to have hundreds of thousands of ventilators. And it's a great thing to have.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Again, every single judge, every nominee we have goes through maximum, or at least they go through a long process. So it takes days and days, and there's no time left. And it's just a concerted effort to make life difficult.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we'll have them for stockpiles, and very importantly, we're going to have them for other countries because nobody is able to do things like we can do. And we're going to be able to help other countries that are having tremendous problems, to put it mildly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If a judge is going to be approved in one hour, in one session, it doesn't matter--they'll take the maximum number of hours and days--you're talking about days--to get one judge approved. And we're close to 250 judges, but because of the way they're doing it, there's no time for anybody else. And many of these people have been waiting for two and a half years. We have a couple that have been waiting for longer than that.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're working with the governors and we're working closely with the governors. The relationship has been very good. The Vice President has had a lot of conversations over the last two weeks with either 50 or almost 50 governors on every conversation. And they've been really positive conversations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yes, in the back. Please. Is anybody freezing? You know, it's very cold out here. So we can leave early, right?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "When we think of more than 619,000 Americans having tested positive, more than 45,000 having recovered, we wanted to announce today that the FDA recently announced efforts to facilitate the development and access to convalescent plasma, Mr. President. You've spoken about this. People who have recovered from the coronavirus have antibodies in your bloodstream that can attack the virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The positions include the Director of National Intelligence, two members of the Federal Reserve Board of Governors, the Assistant Secretary of Treasury for Financial Markets of the United States, and the Undersecretary of Agriculture responsible for administering food security programs. And Sonny Perdue, who's going to be speaking today, is saying, \"Please, can I have this man, can I have this particular person approved as soon as possible?\" He's been telling me that for a long time, and the Democrats won't allow it to happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I also wanted to let you know that we do have nine states that have less than 1,000 cases and less than 30 new cases per day. So we're looking at states and metro areas as individual--individual areas.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I would say that we have 20 states, at least, but you really have 29 that are in extremely good shape. You have others that are getting much better. And I think, with almost a few exceptions, you have every state that is either doing better or on the way to doing better.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well, I don't want to say that, John. But I will tell you, more and more, we're hearing the story. And we'll see. When you say \"multiple sources\"--now there's a case where you can use the word \"sources\"--but we are doing a very thorough examination of this horrible situation that happened.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So we appreciate the dedication and commitment of all the brave men and working--women working to keep their communities fed. And we will continue to work with the CDC to keep those individuals as safe as possible during these challenging times.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. And before the Vice President comes up, I just wanted to say, speaking of Sonny, China has paid us billions of dollars--many, many billions of dollars--in tariffs, which we've distributed--some to the farmers, because they were targeted. We have many billions of dollars being held by Sonny. And I've told him to distribute much of that money to the farmers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So thank you very much, Sonny. Great job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But every block--every week, they put up roadblocks, whether it's \"Russia, Russia, Russia,\" or whether it's impeachment hoax, or whatever it may be. It's always roadblocks and a waste of time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we're spending billions of dollars to help people live and--all over the world. But we're spending $500 million to the World Health Organization, and there's something very bad going on. And you know what? I've gotten very much involved. It's been going on for a long period of time, and we don't want to be the suckers anymore.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "New cases are declining throughout the New York metropolitan area. Cases in the Detroit and Denver metro areas are flat. Washington, D. C.; Baltimore; Philadelphia; and St. Louis are showing great signs of progress, and new cases in Houston and New Orleans are declining.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But does anybody really believe the numbers of some of these countries that you've been watching and you've been reporting on? And then, it's like they didn't have the big thing. They have been some really, really bad--heavily--and really, some countries that are in big, big trouble. And they're not reporting the facts. And that's up to them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And what we're doing is--and I think anybody here would do it--judges are a priority. A federal judge is going to sit for 50 years, potentially--a young judge. Going to be sitting for--that's always going to have to be a priority.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "These encouraging developments have put us in a very strong position to finalize guidelines for states on reopening the country, which we'll be announcing. We're going to be talking about that tomorrow. We'll be having a news conference tomorrow sometime during the afternoon. We're going to be announcing guidelines, and we'll be talking about various states. And it's very exciting.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Following our use of the Defense Production Act, GM announced that its first ventilators come off the assembly line in Kokomo, Indiana--a great place. They did it in 11 days, from start to finish, a remarkable testament to the ingenuity of the American worker. GM will ship over 600 ventilators this month alone, with thousands more to come. And we have other companies doing something similar.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Please. Mike, please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Based on that, it looks like we're headed absolutely in the right direction. But some states are looking at other states, and they're saying, \"I can't imagine what they're going through\"--because they're not in that position. They're in very good shape.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And, as the President reflected a few days ago, because we did not have the--happily, did not have the demand on the Javits Center and on the Comfort in New York City, at the President's direction, we have deployed doctors and nurses from those two facilities to hospitals. In fact, the President and I were just speaking to Mayor de Blasio just before we came out, and he expressed his great admiration and appreciation for the relief that these medical military personnel have provided to incredibly dedicated people in our hospitals. Two hundred and fifty-eight medical personnel just yesterday were deployed off the ship and out of the Javits Center into New York.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We talked before how each of these curves are different. Each of the case's experiences are different. We have some states--like California and Washington State, Oregon--that never really had a peak because of so much work that their populations did to decrease and keep the new cases down. So each of these individual states and individual metros are being studied very specifically.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Okay, a couple more. Go ahead. Please.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "These experts and innovators provided extremely productive feedback on how to safely reboot our economy. They gave us a lot of great ideas. We spoke to a lot of very, very smart people--the highest of the high-tech. The level of IQ:on some of those calls was about the highest you've ever seen on a phone call, that I can tell you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Phase one was $350 billion dollars. And now phase two, we want to do $250 billion. This goes to workers and it goes to small businesses so we can save all the small businesses around our nation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Sadly, we mourn the loss of more than 27,000 of our--our countrymen. Our hearts are with their families and with the families of all of those that continue to struggle with the serious consequences of this illness. But as Dr. Birx just reflected, despite the heartbreaking losses, we're getting there, America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The medical and healthcare advances we've made are critical to our continued progress. We've rapidly developed the most expansive and accurate testing system anywhere in the world and have completed more than 3.3 million tests. To date, we have authorized 48 separate coronavirus tests, and the FDA is working with 300 companies and labs to widen our capacity still further.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "An example is Michael Pack. He's my nominee for the CEO of the Broadcasking --Broadcasting Board of Governors. And he's been stuck in committee for two years, preventing us from managing the Voice of America. Very important.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And in the end, we do have states that have very few cases and very few new cases. And so, these are the ones the President is referring to that have been silent--relatively silent--throughout this epidemic and pandemic that many of us have faced. And so, these are the groups we are working with very specifically. And each of these governors and each of these mayors will have to make decisions, after generalized guidelines are put out, so that they can do what's best for their communities. They are at the frontline.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "On the subject of supplies--Mr. President, I'll be very brief because you detailed a great amount. As the President mentioned, the air bridge has completed 44 flights. Fifty-six more are scheduled.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yeah. Go ahead, Jon.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I know you got a little bit nervous when you saw there was a clip about ready to be played, but that was sent to us by General Motors, and we thought it would be a good one to play. It's amazing. It's--you know, what they've done in a very, very short period of time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we will be working very much with the governors of the states. We want them to do it. We're not going to be running a parking lot in Arkansas. We're not going to be running a parking lot, where you have a Walmart--which has been great, by the way; Walmart has done a fantastic job--but where you have a testing center and running that from Washington, D. C. The states are much better equipped to do it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Senate should either fulfill its duty and vote on my nominees or it should formally adjourn so that I can make recess appointments. We have a tremendous number of people that have to come into government--and now more so than ever before, because of the virus and the problem. We have to do it, and we have to do whatever we have to do. They've made it very, very difficult to run government. I don't think any administration has done anywhere near what we've done in three and a half years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And all this--through all this, our food supply chain has proven to be very resilient, just like American people. To the extent we have challenges, we have and continue to--to work through it all together. And we can and we will get through this with a whole-of-America approach, Mr. President--the critical partnership between state and local health officials, management of companies, and the employees. And we will meet any challenges we face by working together.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Thank you, Doctor.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The senators left Washington until at least May 4th. The Constitution provides a mechanism for the President to fill positions in such circumstances--the \"recess appointment,\" it's called--the Senate's practice of dabbling into so-called pro forma sessions where no one is even there. It has prevented me from using the constitutional authority that we're giving--that we're given under the recess provisions.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I take these actions today with firm resolve and with a true and passionate love for our country. By far, our greatest days lie ahead.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "First, we are ending the riots and lawlessness that has spread throughout our country. We will end it now. Today, I have strongly recommended to every governor to deploy the National Guard in sufficient numbers that we dominate the streets. Mayors and governors must establish an overwhelming law enforcement presence until the violence has been quelled.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One law and order and that is what it is: one law. We have one beautiful law. And once that is restored and fully restored, we will help you, we will help your business, and we will help your family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. And now I'm going to pay my respects to a very, very special place. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are putting everybody on warning: Our seven o'clock curfew will be strictly enforced. Those who threaten innocent life and property will be arrested, detained, and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "These are not acts of peaceful protest. These are acts of domestic terror. The destruction of innocent life and the spilling of innocent blood is an offense to humanity and a crime against God.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want the organizers of this terror to be on notice that you will face severe criminal penalties and lengthy sentences in jail. This includes Antifa and others who are leading instigators of this violence.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I am also taking swift and decisive action to protect our great capital, Washington, D. C. What happened in this city last night was a total disgrace. As we speak, I am dispatching thousands and thousands of heavily armed soldiers, military personnel, and law enforcement officers to stop the rioting, looting, vandalism, assaults, and the wanton destruction of property.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Fourth, just today, a major U. 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These energy exports will create countless jobs for our people, and provide true energy security to our friends, partners, and allies all across the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The second is the No Sanctuary for Criminals Act, which blocks federal grants to cities that release dangerous criminal aliens back into the streets, including the vicious and disgusting and horrible MS-13 gang members. And we're getting them out. We are getting them out. They're going--fast.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, everybody. Thank you very much. How are you?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "American energy will power our ships, our planes and our cities. American hands will bend the steel and pour the concrete that brings this energy into our homes and that exports this incredible, newfound energy all around the world. And American grit will ensure that what we dream, and what we build, will truly be second to none. We will be number one again all the way. We're going to make America great again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Before turning to the topic at hand, I want to provide a brief update on two crucial votes taking place this afternoon on the House Floor--very important. These bills are vital to public safety and national security, and I want to thank Chairman Bob Goodlatte for his efforts. Bob has been working very hard and really for a long time, but we got it going.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And you're all going to be a part of it in creating this exciting new future. We will bring new opportunity to the heartland, new prosperity to our inner cities, and new infrastructure all across our nation. When it comes to the future of America's energy needs, we will find it, we will dream it, and we will build it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Well I want to thank everybody on stage. They are really a terrific team. We have some of the real winners in the audience, too, that I can tell you--some great, great people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Today, I am proudly announcing six brand-new initiatives to propel this new era of American energy dominance. First, we will begin to revive and expand our nuclear energy sector--which I'm so happy about--which produces clean, renewable and emissions-free energy. A complete review of U. S. nuclear energy policy will help us find new ways to revitalize this crucial energy resource. And I know you're very excited about that, Rick.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It's wonderful to be here with so many pioneers and visionaries from America's energy industry--great industry. I want to thank the leaders of our great energy companies for joining us today and for supporting our efforts to bring true wealth and prosperity to our people. That's true. Come on, give yourself a hand.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Finally, in order to unlock more energy from the 94 percent of offshore land closed to development, under the previous administration, so much of our land was closed to development. We're opening it up, the right areas, but we're opening it up--we're creating a new offshore oil and gas leasing program. America will be allowed to access the vast energy wealth located right off our shores. And this is all just the beginning--believe me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "History is asking us whether we are up to the task. Our answer will be a renewal of will, a rediscovery of resolve, and a rebirth of devotion. We need to defeat the enemies of humanity and unlock the potential of life itself.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If this organization is to have any hope of successfully confronting the challenges before us, it will depend, as President Truman said some 70 years ago, on the \"independent strength of its members.\" If we are to embrace the opportunities of the future and overcome the present dangers together, there can be no substitute for strong, sovereign, and independent nations--nations that are rooted in their histories and invested in their destinies; nations that seek allies to befriend, not enemies to conquer; and most important of all, nations that are home to patriots, to men and women who are willing to sacrifice for their countries, their fellow citizens, and for all that is best in the human spirit.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America does more than speak for the values expressed in the United Nations Charter. Our citizens have paid the ultimate price to defend our freedom and the freedom of many nations represented in this great hall. America's devotion is measured on the battlefields where our young men and women have fought and sacrificed alongside of our allies, from the beaches of Europe to the deserts of the Middle East to the jungles of Asia.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To put it simply, we meet at a time of both of immense promise and great peril. It is entirely up to us whether we lift the world to new heights, or let it fall into a valley of disrepair.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "While America will pursue cooperation and commerce with other nations, we are renewing our commitment to the first duty of every government: the duty of our citizens. This bond is the source of America's strength and that of every responsible nation represented here today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If the righteous many do not confront the wicked few, then evil will triumph. When decent people and nations become bystanders to history, the forces of destruction only gather power and strength.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In America, we do not seek to impose our way of life on anyone, but rather to let it shine as an example for everyone to watch. This week gives our country a special reason to take pride in that example. We are celebrating the 230th anniversary of our beloved Constitution--the oldest constitution still in use in the world today.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The socialist dictatorship of Nicolas Maduro has inflicted terrible pain and suffering on the good people of that country. This corrupt regime destroyed a prosperous nation by imposing a failed ideology that has produced poverty and misery everywhere it has been tried. To make matters worse, Maduro has defied his own people, stealing power from their elected representatives to preserve his disastrous rule.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "No one has shown more contempt for other nations and for the wellbeing of their own people than the depraved regime in North Korea. It is responsible for the starvation deaths of millions of North Koreans, and for the imprisonment, torture, killing, and oppression of countless more.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Venezuelan people are starving and their country is collapsing. Their democratic institutions are being destroyed. This situation is completely unacceptable and we cannot stand by and watch.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Major portions of the world are in conflict and some, in fact, are going to hell. But the powerful people in this room, under the guidance and auspices of the United Nations, can solve many of these vicious and complex problems.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We cannot let a murderous regime continue these destabilizing activities while building dangerous missiles, and we cannot abide by an agreement if it provides cover for the eventual construction of a nuclear program. The Iran Deal was one of the worst and most one-sided transactions the United States has ever entered into. Frankly, that deal is an embarrassment to the United States, and I don't think you've heard the last of it--believe me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In foreign affairs, we are renewing this founding principle of sovereignty. Our government's first duty is to its people, to our citizens--to serve their needs, to ensure their safety, to preserve their rights, and to defend their values.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The entire world understands that the good people of Iran want change, and, other than the vast military power of the United States, that Iran's people are what their leaders fear the most. This is what causes the regime to restrict Internet access, tear down satellite dishes, shoot unarmed student protestors, and imprison political reformers.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We face this decision not only in North Korea. It is far past time for the nations of the world to confront another reckless regime--one that speaks openly of mass murder, vowing death to America, destruction to Israel, and ruin for many leaders and nations in this room.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "That realism forces us to confront a question facing every leader and nation in this room. It is a question we cannot escape or avoid. We will slide down the path of complacency, numb to the challenges, threats, and even wars that we face. Or do we have enough strength and pride to confront those dangers today, so that our citizens can enjoy peace and prosperity tomorrow?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One of the greatest American patriots, John Adams, wrote that the American Revolution was \"effected before the war commenced. The Revolution was in the minds and hearts of the people.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In Saudi Arabia early last year, I was greatly honored to address the leaders of more than 50 Arab and Muslim nations. We agreed that all responsible nations must work together to confront terrorists and the Islamist extremism that inspires them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But each day also brings news of growing dangers that threaten everything we cherish and value. Terrorists and extremists have gathered strength and spread to every region of the planet. Rogue regimes represented in this body not only support terrorists but threaten other nations and their own people with the most destructive weapons known to humanity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States has taken important steps to hold the regime accountable. We are prepared to take further action if the government of Venezuela persists on its path to impose authoritarian rule on the Venezuelan people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Generations of Americans have sacrificed to maintain the promise of those words, the promise of our country, and of our great history. In America, the people govern, the people rule, and the people are sovereign. I was elected not to take power, but to give power to the American people, where it belongs.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we desire to lift up our citizens, if we aspire to the approval of history, then we must fulfill our sovereign duties to the people we faithfully represent. We must protect our nations, their interests, and their futures. We must reject threats to sovereignty, from the Ukraine to the South China Sea. We must uphold respect for law, respect for borders, and respect for culture, and the peaceful engagement these allow. And just as the founders of this body intended, we must work together and confront together those who threaten us with chaos, turmoil, and terror.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Mr. Secretary General, Mr. President, world leaders, and distinguished delegates: Welcome to New York. It is a profound honor to stand here in my home city, as a representative of the American people, to address the people of the world.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As a responsible neighbor and friend, we and all others have a goal. That goal is to help them regain their freedom, recover their country, and restore their democracy. I would like to thank leaders in this room for condemning the regime and providing vital support to the Venezuelan people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The problem in Venezuela is not that socialism has been poorly implemented, but that socialism has been faithfully implemented. From the Soviet Union to Cuba to Venezuela, wherever true socialism or communism has been adopted, it has delivered anguish and devastation and failure. Those who preach the tenets of these discredited ideologies only contribute to the continued suffering of the people who live under these cruel systems.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But we must do much more. It is time for all nations to work together to isolate the Kim regime until it ceases its hostile behavior.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "America stands with every person living under a brutal regime. Our respect for sovereignty is also a call for action. All people deserve a government that cares for their safety, their interests, and their wellbeing, including their prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It is an eternal credit to the American character that even after we and our allies emerged victorious from the bloodiest war in history, we did not seek territorial expansion, or attempt to oppose and impose our way of life on others. Instead, we helped build institutions such as this one to defend the sovereignty, security, and prosperity for all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For too long, the American people were told that mammoth multinational trade deals, unaccountable international tribunals, and powerful global bureaucracies were the best way to promote their success. But as those promises flowed, millions of jobs vanished and thousands of factories disappeared. Others gamed the system and broke the rules. And our great middle class, once the bedrock of American prosperity, was forgotten and left behind, but they are forgotten no more and they will never be forgotten again.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States is one out of 193 countries in the United Nations, and yet we pay 22 percent of the entire budget and more. In fact, we pay far more than anybody realizes. The United States bears an unfair cost burden, but, to be fair, if it could actually accomplish all of its stated goals, especially the goal of peace, this investment would easily be well worth it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I want to salute the work of the United Nations in seeking to address the problems that cause people to flee from their homes. The United Nations and African Union led peacekeeping missions to have invaluable contributions in stabilizing conflicts in Africa. The United States continues to lead the world in humanitarian assistance, including famine prevention and relief in South Sudan, Somalia, and northern Nigeria and Yemen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our military will soon be the strongest it has ever been. For more than 70 years, in times of war and peace, the leaders of nations, movements, and religions have stood before this assembly. Like them, I intend to address some of the very serious threats before us today but also the enormous potential waiting to be unleashed.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have also totally changed the rules of engagement in our fight against the Taliban and other terrorist groups. In Syria and Iraq, we have made big gains toward lasting defeat of ISIS. In fact, our country has achieved more against ISIS in the last eight months than it has in many, many years combined.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It is time for North Korea to realize that the denuclearization is its only acceptable future. The United Nations Security Council recently held two unanimous 15-0 votes adopting hard-hitting resolutions against North Korea, and I want to thank China and Russia for joining the vote to impose sanctions, along with all of the other members of the Security Council. Thank you to all involved.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We cannot wait for someone else, for faraway countries or far-off bureaucrats--we can't do it. We must solve our problems, to build our prosperity, to secure our futures, or we will be vulnerable to decay, domination, and defeat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We must deny the terrorists safe haven, transit, funding, and any form of support for their vile and sinister ideology. We must drive them out of our nations. It is time to expose and hold responsible those countries who support and finance terror groups like al Qaeda, Hezbollah, the Taliban and others that slaughter innocent people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The Iranian government masks a corrupt dictatorship behind the false guise of a democracy. It has turned a wealthy country with a rich history and culture into an economically depleted rogue state whose chief exports are violence, bloodshed, and chaos. The longest-suffering victims of Iran's leaders are, in fact, its own people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It was in the same period, exactly 70 years ago, that the United States developed the Marshall Plan to help restore Europe. Those three beautiful pillars--they're pillars of peace, sovereignty, security, and prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In some cases, states that seek to subvert this institution's noble aims have hijacked the very systems that are supposed to advance them. For example, it is a massive source of embarrassment to the United Nations that some governments with egregious human rights records sit on the U. N. Human Rights Council.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This institution was founded in the aftermath of two world wars to help shape this better future. It was based on the vision that diverse nations could cooperate to protect their sovereignty, preserve their security, and promote their prosperity.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The greatest in the United States Constitution is its first three beautiful words. They are: \"We the people.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Strong, sovereign nations let their people take ownership of the future and control their own destiny. And strong, sovereign nations allow individuals to flourish in the fullness of the life intended by God.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For all Americans, it is essential that everyone take extra precautions and practice good hygiene. Each of us has a role to play in defeating this virus. Wash your hands, clean often-used surfaces, cover your face and mouth if you sneeze or cough, and most of all, if you are sick or not feeling well, stay home.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "From the beginning of time, nations and people have faced unforeseen challenges, including large-scale and very dangerous health threats. This is the way it always was and always will be. It only matters how you respond, and we are responding with great speed and professionalism.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are all in this together. We must put politics aside, stop the partisanship, and unify together as one nation and one family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The European Union failed to take the same precautions and restrict travel from China and other hotspots. As a result, a large number of new clusters in the United States were seeded by travelers from Europe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To keep new cases from entering our shores, we will be suspending all travel from Europe to the United States for the next 30 days. The new rules will go into effect Friday at midnight. These restrictions will be adjusted subject to conditions on the ground.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our future remains brighter than anyone can imagine. Acting with compassion and love, we will heal the sick, care for those in need, help our fellow citizens, and emerge from this challenge stronger and more unified than ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Additionally, last week, I signed into law an $8.3 billion funding bill to help CDC and other government agencies fight the virus and support vaccines, treatments, and distribution of medical supplies. Testing and testing capabilities are expanding rapidly, day by day. We are moving very quickly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "God bless you, and God bless America. Thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "This is the most aggressive and comprehensive effort to confront a foreign virus in modern history. I am confident that by counting and continuing to take these tough measures, we will significantly reduce the threat to our citizens, and we will ultimately and expeditiously defeat this virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "If we are vigilant--and we can reduce the chance of infection, which we will--we will significantly impede the transmission of the virus. The virus will not have a chance against us.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We are cutting massive amounts of red tape to make antiviral therapies available in record time. These treatments will significantly reduce the impact and reach of the virus.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our banks and financial institutions are fully capitalized and incredibly strong. Our unemployment is at a historic low. This vast economic prosperity gives us flexibility, reserves, and resources to handle any threat that comes our way.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Finally, I am calling on Congress to provide Americans with immediate payroll tax relief. Hopefully they will consider this very strongly.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I have the immense privilege of addressing you today as the elected leader of a nation that prizes liberty, independence, and self-government above all. The United States, after having spent over two and a half trillion dollars since my election to completely rebuild our great military, is also, by far, the world's most powerful nation. Hopefully, it will never have to use this power.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thanks to our pro-growth economic policies, our domestic unemployment rate reached its lowest level in over half a century. Fueled by massive tax cuts and regulations cuts, jobs are being produced at a historic rate. Six million Americans have been added to the employment rolls in under three years.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "One of the greatest security threats facing peace-loving nations today is the repressive regime in Iran. The regime's record of death and destruction is well known to us all. Not only is Iran the world's number one state sponsor of terrorism, but Iran's leaders are fueling the tragic wars in both Syria and Yemen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Like those who met us before, our time is one of great contests, high stakes, and clear choices. The essential divide that runs all around the world and throughout history is once again thrown into stark relief. It is the divide between those whose thirst for control deludes them into thinking they are destined to rule over others and those people and nations who want only to rule themselves.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "It is why we in the United States have embarked on an exciting program of national renewal. In everything we do, we are focused on empowering the dreams and aspirations of our citizens.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States does not seek conflict with any other nation. We desire peace, cooperation, and mutual gain with all. But I will never fail to defend America's interests.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The American people are absolutely committed to restoring balance to our relationship with China. Hopefully, we can reach an agreement that would be beneficial for both countries. But as I have made very clear, I will not accept a bad deal for the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. God bless you. God bless the nations of the world. And God bless America. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For years, these abuses were tolerated, ignored, or even encouraged. Globalism exerted a religious pull over past leaders, causing them to ignore their own national interests.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The free world must embrace its national foundations. It must not attempt to erase them or replace them.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For 40 years, the world has listened to Iran's rulers as they lash out at everyone else for the problems they alone have created. They conduct ritual chants of \"Death to America\" and traffic in monstrous anti-Semitism. Last year the country's Supreme Leader stated, \"Israel is a malignant cancerous tumor...that has to be removed and eradicated: it is possible and it will happen.\" America will never tolerate such anti-Semitic hate.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For all of the countries of the Western Hemisphere, our goal is to help people invest in the bright futures of their own nation. Our region is full of such incredible promise: dreams waiting to be built and national destinies for all. And they are waiting also to be pursued.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Liberty is only preserved, sovereignty is only secured, democracy is only sustained, greatness is only realized, by the will and devotion of patriots. In their spirit is found the strength to resist oppression, the inspiration to forge legacy, the goodwill to seek friendship, and the bravery to reach for peace. Love of our nations makes the world better for all nations.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "After four decades of failure, it is time for Iran's leaders to step forward and to stop threatening other countries, and focus on building up their own country. It is time for Iran's leaders to finally put the Iranian people first.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As the United Kingdom makes preparations to exit the European Union, I have made clear that we stand ready to complete an exceptional new trade agreement with the UK that will bring tremendous benefits to both of our countries. We are working closely with Prime Minister Boris Johnson on a magnificent new trade deal.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our Founders gave us a system designed to restrain this dangerous impulse. They chose to entrust American power to those most invested in the fate of our nation: a proud and fiercely independent people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "With God's help, together we will cast off the enemies of liberty and overcome the oppressors of dignity. We will set new standards of living and reach new heights of human achievement. We will rediscover old truths, unravel old mysteries, and make thrilling new breakthroughs. And we will find more beautiful friendship and more harmony among nations than ever before.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Throughout the hemisphere, there are millions of hardworking, patriotic young people eager to build, innovate, and achieve. But these nations cannot reach their potential if a generation of youth abandon their homes in search of a life elsewhere. We want every nation in our region to flourish and its people to thrive in freedom and peace.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As just one example, I recently met the CEO of a terrific American company, Micron Technology, at the White House. Micron produces memory chips used in countless electronics. To advance the Chinese government's five-year economic plan, a company owned by the Chinese state allegedly stole Micron's designs, valued at up to $8.7 billion. Soon, the Chinese company obtains patents for nearly an identical product, and Micron was banned from selling its own goods in China. But we are seeking justice.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Looking around and all over this large, magnificent planet, the truth is plain to see: If you want freedom, take pride in your country. If you want democracy, hold on to your sovereignty. And if you want peace, love your nation. Wise leaders always put the good of their own people and their own country first.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In the last century, socialism and communism killed 100 million people. Sadly, as we see in Venezuela, the death toll continues in this country. These totalitarian ideologies, combined with modern technology, have the power to excise new and disturbing forms of suppression and domination.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "A small number of social media platforms are acquiring immense power over what we can see and over what we are allowed to say. A permanent political class is openly disdainful, dismissive, and defiant of the will of the people. A faceless bureaucracy operates in secret and weakens democratic rule. Media and academic institutions push flat-out assaults on our histories, traditions, and values.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The future does not belong to globalists. The future belongs to patriots. The future belongs to sovereign and independent nations who protect their citizens, respect their neighbors, and honor the differences that make each country special and unique.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the center of our vision for national renewal is an ambitious campaign to reform international trade. For decades, the international trading system has been easily exploited by nations acting in very bad faith. As jobs were outsourced, a small handful grew wealthy at the expense of the middle class.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The true good of a nation can only be pursued by those who love it: by citizens who are rooted in its history, who are nourished by its culture, committed to its values, attached to its people, and who know that its future is theirs to build or theirs to lose. Patriots see a nation and its destiny in ways no one else can.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The most important difference in America's new approach on trade concerns our relationship with China. In 2001, China was admitted to the World Trade Organization. Our leaders then argued that this decision would compel China to liberalize its economy and strengthen protections to provide things that were unacceptable to us, and for private property and for the rule of law. Two decades later, this theory has been tested and proven completely wrong.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In the United States, my administration has made clear to social media companies that we will uphold the right of free speech. A free society cannot allow social media giants to silence the voices of the people, and a free people must never, ever be enlisted in the cause of silencing, coercing, canceling, or blacklisting their own neighbors.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Seven decades of history have passed through this hall, in all of their richness and drama. Where I stand, the world has heard from presidents and premiers at the height of the Cold War. We have seen the foundation of nations. We have seen the ringleaders of revolution. We have beheld saints who inspired us with hope, rebels who stirred us with passion, and heroes who emboldened us with courage -- all here to share plans, proposals, visions, and ideas on the world's biggest stage.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "At the same time, the regime is squandering the nation's wealth and future in a fanatical quest for nuclear weapons and the means to deliver them. We must never allow this to happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Yesterday, I was also pleased to host leaders for a discussion about an ironclad American commitment: protecting religious leaders and also protecting religious freedom. This fundamental right is under growing threat around the world. Hard to believe, but 80 percent of the world's population lives in countries where religious liberty is in significant danger or even completely outlawed. Americans will never fire or tire in our effort to defend and promote freedom of worship and religion. We want and support religious liberty for all.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you very much. Mr. President, Mr. Secretary-General, distinguished delegates, ambassadors, and world leaders:", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Many of the countries here today are coping with the challenges of uncontrolled migration. Each of you has the absolute right to protect your borders, and so, of course, does our country. Today, we must resolve to work together to end human smuggling, end human trafficking, and put these criminal networks out of business for good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "As we defend American values, we affirm the right of all people to live in dignity. For this reason, my administration is working with other nations to stop criminalizing of homosexuality, and we stand in solidarity with LGBTQ people who live in countries that punish, jail, or execute individuals based upon sexual orientation.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The United States lost 60,000 factories after China entered the WTO. This is happening to other countries all over the globe.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Mass illegal migration is unfair, unsafe, and unsustainable for everyone involved: the sending countries and the depleted countries. And they become depleted very fast, but their youth is not taken care of and human capital goes to waste.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Following our withdrawal, we have implemented severe economic sanctions on the country. Hoping to free itself from sanctions, the regime has escalated its violent and unprovoked aggression. In response to Iran's recent attack on Saudi Arabian oil facilities, we just imposed the highest level of sanctions on Iran's central bank and sovereign wealth fund.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The core rights and values America defends today were inscribed in America's founding documents. Our nation's Founders understood that there will always be those who believe they are entitled to wield power and control over others. Tyranny advances under many names and many theories, but it always comes down to the desire for domination. It protects not the interests of many, but the privilege of few.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I know your pain. I know your hurt.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We don't want anybody hurt. It is a very tough period of time.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We have just been through an intense election, and emotions are high, but now tempers must be cooled, and calm restored. We must get on with the business of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "My campaign vigorously pursued every legal avenue to contest the election results. My only goal was to ensure the integrity of the vote. In so doing, I was fighting to defend American democracy. I continue to strongly believe that we must reform our election laws to verify the identity and the eligibility of all voters and to ensure faith and confidence in all future elections.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "To the citizens of our country, serving as your president has been the honor of my lifetime. And to all of my wonderful supporters, I know you are disappointed but I also want you to know that our incredible journey is only just beginning. Thank you, God bless you, and God bless America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "2020 has been a challenging time for our people. A menacing pandemic has upended the lives of our citizens, isolated millions in their homes, damaged our economy, and claimed countless lives. Defeating this pandemic and rebuilding the greatest economy on earth will require all of us working together. It will require a renewed emphasis on the civic values of patriotism, faith, charity, community, and family. We must revitalize the sacred bonds of love and loyalty that bind us together as one national family.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Tonight we put aside all of the policy fights in Washington, D. C. you've been hearing about with the fake news and all of that. We're going to put that...", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And he said, \"Donald, I lost my momentum. I lost my momentum.\" A word you never hear when you're talking about success when some of these guys that never made 10 cents, they're on television giving you things about how you're going to be successful, and the only thing they ever did was a book and a tape. But I tell you--I'll tell you, it was very sad, and I never forgot that moment.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'll tell you a story that's very interesting for me. When I was young there was a man named William Levitt. You have some here. You have some in different states. Anybody ever hear of Levittown?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I was doing well, so I got invited to the party. I was very young. And I go in, but I'm in the real estate business, and I see a hundred people, some of whom I recognize, and they're big in the entertainment business.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And remember this, you're not working. Because when you're doing something that you love, like I do--of course I love my business, but this is a little bit different. Who thought this was going to happen. We're, you know, having a good time. We're doing a good job.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Let your scouting oath guide your path from this day forward. Remember your duty, honor your history, take care of the people God put into your life, and love and cherish your great country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to put that aside. And instead we're going to talk about success, about how all of you amazing young Scouts can achieve your dreams, what to think of, what I've been thinking about. You want to achieve your dreams, I said, who the hell wants to speak about politics when I'm in front of the Boy Scouts? Right?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And very soon, Rick, we will be an energy exporter. Isn't that nice? An energy exporter.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Each of these leaders will tell that you their road to American success--and you have to understand--their American success, and they are a great, great story, was paved with the patriotic American values and traditions they learned in the Boy Scouts. And some day, many years from now, when you look back on all of the adventures in your lives you will be able to say the same, I got my start as a Scout, just like these incredibly great people that are doing such a good job for our country. So that's going to happen.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "There are many great honors that come with the job of being president of the United States. But looking out at this incredible gathering of mostly young patriots. Mostly young. I'm especially proud to speak to you as the honorary president of the Boy Scouts of America.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "By the way, what do you think the chances are that this incredible massive crowd, record setting, is going to be shown on television tonight? One percent or zero?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And if you think that was an easy trip, you're wrong. But I am thrilled.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We had the best jobs report in 16 years. The stock market on a daily basis is hitting an all-time high.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I'll tell you what, the folks in West Virginia who were so nice to me, boy, have we kept our promise. We are going on and on. So we love West Virginia. We want to thank you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "We're going to be bringing back very soon trillions of dollars from companies that can't get their money back into this country, and that money is going to be used to help rebuild America. We're doing things that nobody ever thought was possible, and we've just started. It's just the beginning, believe me.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I'll tell you what, we are indeed making America great again. What's going on is incredible.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I just want to end by saying, very importantly, God bless you. God bless the Boy Scouts. God Bless the United States of America. Go out, have a great time in life, compete, and go out and show me that there is nobody, nobody like a Boy Scout.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Now, with that, I have to tell you our economy is doing great. Our stock market has picked up since the election, November 8th--do we remember that day? Was that a beautiful day?", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But the words \"duty,\" \"country\" and \"God\" are beautiful words. In other words, basically what you're doing is you're pledging to be a great American patriot.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Our nation honors President Gerald R. Ford today because he lived his life the scouting way. Boy Scouts celebrate American patriots, especially the brave members of our Armed Forces. Thank you very much.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Hey, what am I going to do? He sounds like a nice person. He--he, he, he. I do. I do love you.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So look at you. Who would think this is the Boy Scouts, right? So he had a very, very interesting life, and the company that bought his company was a big conglomerate, and they didn't know anything about building homes, and they didn't know anything about picking up the nails and the sawdust and selling it, and the scraps of wood. This was a big conglomerate based in New York City.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "American hearts are warmed every year when we read about Boy Scouts placing thousands and thousands of flags next to veterans' grave sites all across the country. By honoring our heroes, you help to ensure that their memory never, ever dies. You should take great pride in the example you set for every citizen of our country to follow.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Your lives will have meaning, and purpose and joy. You will become leaders, and you will inspire others to achieve the dreams they once thought were totally impossible. Things that you said could never, ever happen are already happening for you. And if you do these things, and if you refuse to give in to doubt or to fear, then you will help to make America great again, you will be proud of yourself, be proud of the uniform you wear, and be proud of the country you love.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you. And I'm honored by that. By the way, all of you people that can't even see you, so thank you. I hope you can hear.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And by the way, he is doing a fantastic job. He makes sure that we leave our national parks and federal lands better than we found them in the best scouting tradition.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And I thought about it, and it's exactly true. He lost his momentum, meaning he took this period of time off, long, years, and then when he got back, he didn't have that same momentum.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, I go to Washington and I see all these politicians, and I see the swamp, and it's not a good place. In fact, today, I said we ought to change it from the word \"swamp\" to the word \"cesspool\" or perhaps to the word \"sewer.\"", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "And we'll be back. We'll be back. The answer is no. But we'll be back.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "So--and we worked hard there. You know, my opponent didn't work hard there, because she was told...", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "In other words, we'll be selling our energy instead of buying it from everybody all over the globe. So that's good.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The values, traditions and skills you learn here will serve you throughout your lives. And just as importantly, they will serve your families, your cities, and in the future and in the present will serve your country.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "The fake media will say, \"President Trump spoke\"--you know what is--\"President Trump spoke before a small crowd of Boy Scouts today.\" That's some--that is some crowd. Fake media. Fake news.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Boy Scout values are American values. And great Boy Scouts become great, great Americans.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You are very special people. You're special in the lives of America. You're special to me. But if you do what we say, I promise you that you will live scouting's adventure every single day of your life, and you will win, win, win, and help people in doing so.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you, everybody. Thank you very much. I am thrilled to be here. Thrilled.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Firemen, police. We love our police. Those are all special people. Uniformed services.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "For more than a century that is exactly what our Boy Scouts have been. Last year you gave more than 15 million hours of service to helping people in your communities. Incredible. That's an incredible stat.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "Thank you for making scouting possible. Thank you, mom and dad, troop leaders.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "But the big thing, never quit, never give up; do something you love. When you do something you love as a Scout, I see that you love it. But when you do something that you love, you'll never fail. What you're going to do is give it a shot again and again and again. You're ultimately going to be successful.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "I'll tell you the reason that I love this, and the reason that I really wanted to be here, is because as president, I rely on former Boy Scouts every single day. And so do the American people.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "They've been downplaying that little beautiful phrase. You're going to be saying \"Merry Christmas\" again, folks.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "trump", + "text": "You know, after seven years of saying repeal and replace Obamacare, we have a chance to now do it. They better do it. Hopefully they'll do it.", + "category": "speech" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So we ramble through the jungle, forest, and wilderness of Elizabethan drama. So we consort with Emperors and clowns, jewellers and unicorns, and laugh and exult and marvel at the splendour and humour and fantasy of it all. A noble rage consumes us when the curtain falls; we are bored too, and nauseated by the wearisome old tricks and florid bombast. A dozen deaths of full-grown men and women move us less than the suffering of one of Tolstoi's flies. Wandering in the maze of the impossible and tedious story suddenly some passionate intensity seizes us; some sublimity exalts, or some melodious snatch of song enchants.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As they entered the long dining-room it was obvious that the day was still Sunday, although the mood was slightly abating. The Flushings' table was set by the side in the window, so that Mrs. Flushing could scrutinise each figure as it entered, and her curiosity seemed to be intense.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I have had servants,\" said Mrs. Ambrose, concentrating her gaze. \"At this moment I have a nurse. She's a good woman as they go, but she's determined to make my children pray. So far, owing to great care on my part, they think of God as a kind of walrus; but now that my back's turned--Ridley,\" she demanded, swinging round upon her husband, \"what shall we do if we find them saying the Lord's Prayer when we get home again?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed, now that I have fixed my eyes upon it, I feel that I have grasped a plank in the sea; I feel a satisfying sense of reality which at once turns the two Archbishops and the Lord High Chancellor to the shadows of shades. Here is something definite, something real. Thus, waking from a midnight dream of horror, one hastily turns on the light and lies quiescent, worshipping the chest of drawers, worshipping solidity, worshipping reality, worshipping the impersonal world which is a proof of some existence other than ours. That is what one wants to be sure of.... Wood is a pleasant thing to think about. It comes from a tree; and trees grow, and we don't know how they grow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They went to the Tower together; to the Victoria and Albert Museum; stood in the crowd to see the King open Parliament. And there were the shops--hat shops, dress shops, shops with leather bags in the window, where she would stand staring. But she must have a boy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But as for that mark, I'm not sure about it; I don't believe it was made by a nail after all; it's too big, too round, for that. I might get up, but if I got up and looked at it, ten to one I shouldn't be able to say for certain; because once a thing's done, no one ever knows how it happened. Oh! dear me, the mystery of life; The inaccuracy of thought! The ignorance of humanity!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Lightning again!\" Mrs. Flushing suddenly exclaimed. A yellow light flashed across the blue window, and for a second they saw the green trees outside. She strode to the door, pushed it open, and stood half out in the open air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But memories of great men are no infallible specific. They fall upon the race of life like beams from a lighthouse. They flash, they shock, they reveal, they vanish. To remember Swift was of little avail to Laetitia when the troubles of life came thick about her. Mr. Pilkington left her for Widow W--rr--n.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I could teach you the alphabet in half an hour,\" said Ridley, \"and you'd read Homer in a month. I should think it an honour to instruct you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She smiled at Rachel very kindly. She seemed to have known and experienced so much, as she moved cumbrously about the room, that surely there must be balm for all anguish in her words, could one induce her to have recourse to them. But Miss Allan, who was now locking the cupboard door, showed no signs of breaking the reticence which had snowed her under for years. An uncomfortable sensation kept Rachel silent; on the one hand, she wished to whirl high and strike a spark out of the cool pink flesh; on the other she perceived there was nothing to be done but to drift past each other in silence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The four thick volumes of the Paston letters, however, swallow up this frustrated man as the sea absorbs a raindrop. For, like all collections of letters, they seem to hint that we need not care overmuch for the fortunes of individuals. The family will go on whether Sir John lives or dies. It is their method to heap up in mounds of insignificant and often dismal dust the innumerable trivialities of daily life, as it grinds itself out, year after year. And then suddenly they blaze up; the day shines out, complete, alive, before our eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He's not going to recognise us,\" said Sally, and really she hadn't the courage--so that was Hugh! the admirable Hugh!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He looked always as if he were on duty, thought Peter, a privileged, but secretive being, hoarding secrets which he would die to defend, though it was only some little piece of tittle-tattle dropped by a court footman, which would be in all the papers to-morrow. Such were his rattles, his baubles, in playing with which he had grown white, come to the verge of old age, enjoying the respect and affection of all who had the privilege of knowing this type of the English public school man. Inevitably one made up things like that about Hugh; that was his style; the style of those admirable letters which Peter had read thousands of miles across the sea in the Times, and had thanked God he was out of that pernicious hubble-bubble if it were only to hear baboons chatter and coolies beat their wives. An olive-skinned youth from one of the Universities stood obsequiously by. Him he would patronise, initiate, teach how to get on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It happened that Richard was sitting next to Rachel. She was curiously conscious of his presence and appearance--his well-cut clothes, his crackling shirt-front, his cuffs with blue rings round them, and the square-tipped, very clean fingers with the red stone on the little finger of the left hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It rasped her, though, to have stirring about in her this brutal monster! to hear twigs cracking and feel hooves planted down in the depths of that leaf-encumbered forest, the soul; never to be content quite, or quite secure, for at any moment the brute would be stirring, this hatred, which, especially since her illness, had power to make her feel scraped, hurt in her spine; gave her physical pain, and made all pleasure in beauty, in friendship, in being well, in being loved and making her home delightful rock, quiver, and bend as if indeed there were a monster grubbing at the roots, as if the whole panoply of content were nothing but self love! this hatred!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Richard and Clarissa, however, still remained on the borderland. She did not attempt to sit up; her husband stood on his feet, contemplated his waistcoat and trousers, shook his head, and then lay down again. The inside of his brain was still rising and falling like the sea on the stage. At four o'clock he woke from sleep and saw the sunlight make a vivid angle across the red plush curtains and the grey tweed trousers. The ordinary world outside slid into his mind, and by the time he was dressed he was an English gentleman again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He stood beside his wife. She pulled him down to her by the lapel of his coat, kissed him, and held him fast for a minute.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No,\" said Rachel, sitting bolt upright, \"I shan't do that. I shall think about it all day and all night until I find out exactly what it does mean.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Girls of fifteen are always laughing. They laugh when Mr. Binney helps himself to salt instead of sugar. They almost die of laughing when old Mrs. Tomkins sits down upon the cat. But they are crying the moment after. They have no fixed abode from which they see that there is something eternally laughable in human nature, some quality in men and women that for ever excites our satire.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's where we got lost the first night,\" she said. \"It must have been in those bushes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of course it is,\" said Hirst. \"But that's not the difficulty. The difficulty is, isn't it, to find an appropriate object?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was unusually subdued. Having noticed that her eyes were red, and guessing the reason, the others took pains to keep up an elaborate conversation between themselves. She suffered it to go on for a few minutes, leaning both elbows on the table, and leaving her soup untouched, when she exclaimed suddenly, \"I don't know how you feel, but I can simply think of nothing else!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And yet the older one grows,\" she continued, her eyes regaining more than their usual brightness, \"the more certain one becomes that there is a reason. How could one go on if there were no reason?\" she asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hewet will be our barometer,\" said Mr. Elliot. \"He will melt before I shall.\" Indeed, if so much as a drop had melted off his spare ribs, the bones would have lain bare. The ladies were left alone now, surrounding The Times which lay upon the floor. Miss Allan looked at her father's watch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel felt much as Terence had felt that Evelyn was too close to her, and that there was something exciting in this closeness, although it was also disagreeable. She was spared the need of finding an answer to the question, for Evelyn proceeded, \"Do you believe in anything?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When the damned fool came again, Septimus refused to see him. Did he indeed? said Dr. Holmes, smiling agreeably. Really he had to give that charming little lady, Mrs. Smith, a friendly push before he could get past her into her husband's bedroom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'll wait by my bag, ma'am, that's safest. He said he'd meet me.... Oh, there he is! That's my son.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I've never met a man that was fit to compare with a woman!\" she cried; \"they've no dignity, they've no courage, they've nothing but their beastly passions and their brute strength! Would any woman have behaved like that--if a man had said he didn't want her? We've too much self-respect; we're infinitely finer than they are.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's wonderful,\" he said, as they widened and ceased. The freshness and the newness seemed to him wonderful. He threw a pebble next. There was scarcely any sound.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Straightening himself and stealthily fingering his pocket-knife he started after her to follow this woman, this excitement, which seemed even with its back turned to shed on him a light which connected them, which singled him out, as if the random uproar of the traffic had whispered through hollowed hands his name, not Peter, but his private name which he called himself in his own thoughts. \"You,\" she said, only \"you,\" saying it with her white gloves and her shoulders. Then the thin long cloak which the wind stirred as she walked past Dent's shop in Cockspur Street blew out with an enveloping kindness, a mournful tenderness, as of arms that would open and take the tired--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Was he not like Keats? she asked; and reflected how she might give him a taste of Antony and Cleopatra and the rest; lent him books; wrote him scraps of letters; and lit in him such a fire as burns only once in a lifetime, without heat, flickering a red gold flame infinitely ethereal and insubstantial over Miss Pole; Antony and Cleopatra; and the Waterloo Road. He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink; he saw her, one summer evening, walking in a green dress in a square. \"It has flowered,\" the gardener might have said, had he opened the door; had he come in, that is to say, any night about this time, and found him writing; found him tearing up his writing; found him finishing a masterpiece at three o'clock in the morning and running out to pace the streets, and visiting churches, and fasting one day, drinking another, devouring Shakespeare, Darwin, The History of Civilisation, and Bernard Shaw.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy,\" she repeated. \"I love every one. I'm happy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen turned to her. \"Did you go to church?\" she asked. She had won her sixpence and seemed making ready to go.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Lucrezia herself could not help looking at the motor car and the tree pattern on the blinds. Was it the Queen in there--the Queen going shopping?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The warships drew past, casting a curious effect of discipline and sadness upon the waters, and it was not until they were again invisible that people spoke to each other naturally. At lunch the talk was all of valour and death, and the magnificent qualities of British admirals. Clarissa quoted one poet, Willoughby quoted another. Life on board a man-of-war was splendid, so they agreed, and sailors, whenever one met them, were quite especially nice and simple.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it was delicious to hear her say that--my dear Peter! Indeed, it was all so delicious--the silver, the chairs; all so delicious!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It held, foolish as the idea was, something of her own in it, this country sky, this sky above Westminster. She parted the curtains; she looked. Oh, but how surprising!--in the room opposite the old lady stared straight at her! She was going to bed. And the sky.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I really can't tell you,\" replied Helen candidly, after a moment's thought. \"You'll have to find out for yourself. But try and--Why don't you call me Helen?\" she added. \"'Aunt's' a horrid name. I never liked my Aunts.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At a touch, all the electric lights were turned on, and revealed a crowd of people all standing, all looking with rather strained faces up at the skylight, but when they saw each other in the artificial light they turned at once and began to move away. For some minutes the rain continued to rattle upon the skylight, and the thunder gave another shake or two; but it was evident from the clearing of the darkness and the light drumming of the rain upon the roof, that the great confused ocean of air was travelling away from them, and passing high over head with its clouds and its rods of fire, out to sea. The building, which had seemed so small in the tumult of the storm, now became as square and spacious as usual.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Gliding across Piccadilly, the car turned down St. James's Street. Tall men, men of robust physique, well-dressed men with their tail-coats and their white slips and their hair raked back who, for reasons difficult to discriminate, were standing in the bow window of Brooks's with their hands behind the tails of their coats, looking out, perceived instinctively that greatness was passing, and the pale light of the immortal presence fell upon them as it had fallen upon Clarissa Dalloway. At once they stood even straighter, and removed their hands, and seemed ready to attend their Sovereign, if need be, to the cannon's mouth, as their ancestors had done before them. The white busts and the little tables in the background covered with copies of the Tatler and syphons of soda water seemed to approve; seemed to indicate the flowing corn and the manor houses of England; and to return the frail hum of the motor wheels as the walls of a whispering gallery return a single voice expanded and made sonorous by the might of a whole cathedral. Shawled Moll Pratt with her flowers on the pavement wished the dear boy well (it was the Prince of Wales for certain) and would have tossed the price of a pot of beer--a bunch of roses--into St. James's Street out of sheer light-heartedness and contempt of poverty had she not seen the constable's eye upon her, discouraging an old Irishwoman's loyalty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Who's Who,\" she said, laying it upon Helen's knee and turning the pages. \"It gives short lives of people--for instance: 'Sir Roland Beal; born 1852; parents from Moffatt; educated at Rugby; passed first into R. E. ; married 1878 the daughter of T. Fishwick; served in the Bechuanaland Expedition 1884-85 (honourably mentioned). Clubs: United Service, Naval and Military. Recreations: an enthusiastic curler.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "With courteous and precise cynicism on his lips, he thought of quiet virginal chambers, of waters singing under the moon, of terraces where taintless music sobbed into the open night, of pure maternal mistresses with protecting arms and vigilant eyes, of fields slumbering in the sunlight, of leagues of ocean heaving under warm tremulous heavens, of hot ports, gorgeous and perfumed. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was not very profound--only to the effect that London was crowded; had changed in thirty years; that Mr. Morris preferred Liverpool; that Mrs. Morris had been to the Westminster flower-show, and that they had all seen the Prince of Wales. Yet, thought Peter Walsh, no family in the world can compare with the Morrises; none whatever; and their relations to each other are perfect, and they don't care a hang for the upper classes, and they like what they like, and Elaine is training for the family business, and the boy has won a scholarship at Leeds, and the old lady (who is about his own age) has three more children at home; and they have two motor cars, but Mr. Morris still mends the boots on Sunday: it is superb, it is absolutely superb, thought Peter Walsh, swaying a little backwards and forwards with his liqueur glass in his hand among the hairy red chairs and ash-trays, feeling very well pleased with himself, for the Morrises liked him. Yes, they liked a man who said, \"Bartlett pears.\" They liked him, he felt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Both were flushed, both laughing, and the lips were moving; they came together and kissed in the air above her. Broken fragments of speech came down to her on the ground. She thought she heard them speak of love and then of marriage. Raising herself and sitting up, she too realised Helen's soft body, the strong and hospitable arms, and happiness swelling and breaking in one vast wave. When this fell away, and the grasses once more lay low, and the sky became horizontal, and the earth rolled out flat on each side, and the trees stood upright, she was the first to perceive a little row of human figures standing patiently in the distance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I was going to say that if you'd ever seen the kind of thing that's going on round you, you'd understand what it is that makes me and men like me politicians. You asked me a moment ago whether I'd done what I set out to do. Well, when I consider my life, there is one fact I admit that I'm proud of; owing to me some thousands of girls in Lancashire--and many thousands to come after them--can spend an hour every day in the open air which their mothers had to spend over their looms. I'm prouder of that, I own, than I should be of writing Keats and Shelley into the bargain!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"D'you know, Dick, I can't help thinking of England,\" said his wife meditatively, leaning her head against his chest. \"Being on this ship seems to make it so much more vivid--what it really means to be English. One thinks of all we've done, and our navies, and the people in India and Africa, and how we've gone on century after century, sending out boys from little country villages--and of men like you, Dick, and it makes one feel as if one couldn't bear not to be English! Think of the light burning over the House, Dick! When I stood on deck just now I seemed to see it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As he said this he was leaning on his elbow arranging and rearranging in the grass the stones which had represented Rachel and her aunts at luncheon. He was speaking as much to himself as to Rachel. He was reasoning against the desire, which had returned with intensity, to take her in his arms; to have done with indirectness; to explain exactly what he felt. What he said was against his belief; all the things that were important about her he knew; he felt them in the air around them; but he said nothing; he went on arranging the stones.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Bennett?\" she enquired. Becoming more at ease, St. John dropped the concentrated abruptness of his manner, and explained that Bennett was a man who lived in an old windmill six miles out of Cambridge. He lived the perfect life, according to St. John, very lonely, very simple, caring only for the truth of things, always ready to talk, and extraordinarily modest, though his mind was of the greatest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen and Rachel started to think that some one had been sitting near to them unobserved all the time. There were legs in the shadow. A melancholy voice issued from above them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, then, what will it be like when we're married? What are the things people do feel?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was at that moment (Rezia gone shopping) that the great revelation took place. A voice spoke from behind the screen. Evans was speaking. The dead were with him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Some letter had come. Everybody's plans were changed. Mrs. Filmer would not be able to go to Brighton after all. There was no time to let Mrs. Williams know, and really Rezia thought it very, very annoying, when she caught sight of the hat and thought ... perhaps ... she ... might just make a little.... Her voice died out in contented melody.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We'll get up an expedition,\" said Hewet energetically. \"We'll ask the entire hotel. We'll hire donkeys and--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So great a feat is seldom accomplished, though the fault may well be as much on the reader's side as on the writer's. Habit and lethargy have dulled his palate. A novel has a story, a poem rhyme; but what art can the essayist use in these short lengths of prose to sting us wide awake and fix us in a trance which is not sleep but rather an intensification of life--a basking, with every faculty alert, in the sun of pleasure? He must know--that is the first essential--how to write. His learning may be as profound as Mark Pattison's, but in an essay it must be so fused by the magic of writing that not a fact juts out, not a dogma tears the surface of the texture.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A puff of wind (in spite of the heat, there was quite a wind) blew a thin black veil over the sun and over the Strand. The faces faded; the omnibuses suddenly lost their glow. For although the clouds were of mountainous white so that one could fancy hacking hard chips off with a hatchet, with broad golden slopes, lawns of celestial pleasure gardens, on their flanks, and had all the appearance of settled habitations assembled for the conference of gods above the world, there was a perpetual movement among them. Signs were interchanged, when, as if to fulfil some scheme arranged already, now a summit dwindled, now a whole block of pyramidal size which had kept its station inalterably advanced into the midst or gravely led the procession to fresh anchorage. Fixed though they seemed at their posts, at rest in perfect unanimity, nothing could be fresher, freer, more sensitive superficially than the snow-white or gold-kindled surface; to change, to go, to dismantle the solemn assemblage was immediately possible; and in spite of the grave fixity, the accumulated robustness and solidity, now they struck light to the earth, now darkness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was not conscious that any one had come into the room, but later, moments later, or hours later perhaps, he felt an arm behind him. The arms were round him. He did not want to have arms round him, and the mysterious whispering voices annoyed him. He laid Rachel's hand, which was now cold, upon the counterpane, and rose from his chair, and walked across to the window. The windows were uncurtained, and showed the moon, and a long silver pathway upon the surface of the waves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The coward!\" cried Dr. Holmes, bursting the door open. Rezia ran to the window, she saw; she understood. Dr. Holmes and Mrs. Filmer collided with each other. Mrs. Filmer flapped her apron and made her hide her eyes in the bedroom. There was a great deal of running up and down stairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But that is not, and perhaps never can be, wholly true. Pick up any play by Sophocles, read--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel looked round. She felt herself surrounded, like a child at a party, by the faces of strangers all hostile to her, with hooked noses and sneering, indifferent eyes. She was by a window, she pushed it open with a jerk. She stepped out into the garden. Her eyes swam with tears of rage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The tower of Caister Castle still rises ninety feet into the air, and the arch still stands from which Sir John Fastolf's barges sailed out to fetch stone for the building of the great castle. But now jackdaws nest on the tower, and of the castle, which once covered six acres of ground, only ruined walls remain, pierced by loop-holes and surmounted by battlements, though there are neither archers within nor cannon without. As for the \"seven religious men\" and the \"seven poor folk\" who should, at this very moment, be praying for the souls of Sir John and his parents, there is no sign of them nor sound of their prayers. The place is a ruin. Antiquaries speculate and differ.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Every ounce of fat has been pared off, leaving the flesh firm. Then, spare and bare as it is, no language can move more quickly, dancing, shaking, all alive, but controlled. Then there are the words themselves which, in so many instances, we have made expressive to us of our own emotions, thalassa, thanatos, anthos, aster--to take the first that come to hand; so clear, so hard, so intense, that to speak plainly yet fittingly without blurring the outline or clouding the depths Greek is the only expression. It is useless, then, to read Greek in translations. Translators can but offer us a vague equivalent; their language is necessarily full of echoes and associations.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That is what I have felt ever since I knew you,\" he replied. \"We are happy together.\" He did not seem to be speaking, or she to be hearing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As Mr. Rhys truly says, it is unnecessary to go profoundly into the history and origin of the essay--whether it derives from Socrates or Siranney the Persian--since, like all living things, its present is more important than its past. Moreover, the family is widely spread; and while some of its representatives have risen in the world and wear their coronets with the best, others pick up a precarious living in the gutter near Fleet Street. The form, too, admits variety. The essay can be short or long, serious or trifling, about God and Spinoza, or about turtles and Cheapside. But as we turn over the pages of these five little volumes,[13] containing essays written between 1870 and 1920, certain principles appear to control the chaos, and we detect in the short period under review something like the progress of history.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Well indeed he had got himself into a mess at his age. And it came over him when he woke in the night pretty forcibly. Suppose they did marry? For him it would be all very well, but what about her? Mrs. Burgess, a good sort and no chatterbox, in whom he had confided, thought this absence of his in England, ostensibly to see lawyers might serve to make Daisy reconsider, think what it meant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Now to recollect by the fireside on the white square of marble. From ivory depths words rising shed their blackness, blossom and penetrate. Fallen the book; in the flame, in the smoke, in the momentary sparks--or now voyaging, the marble square pendant, minarets beneath and the Indian seas, while space rushes blue and stars glint--truth? or now, content with closeness?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Dear, dear, dear!\" How beautiful the sound is! like the knock of a mallet on seasoned timber, like the throb of the heart of an ancient whaler when the seas press thick and the green is clouded. \"Dear, dear!\" what a passing bell for the souls of the fretful to soothe them and solace them, lap them in linen, saying, \"So long.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed, it is all very well to be scrupulous about the sufferings of worms and sensitive to the dues of servant girls, but how pleasant also if, with shut eyes, one could call up street after street of beautiful houses. A flower is red; the apples rosy-gilt in the afternoon sun; a picture has charm, especially as it displays the character of a grandfather and dignifies a family descended from such a scowl; but these are scattered fragments--little relics of beauty in a world that has grown indescribably drab. To our charge of cruelty Evelyn might well reply by pointing to Bayswater and the purlieus of Clapham; and if he should assert that nothing now has character or conviction, that no farmer in England sleeps with an open coffin at his bedside to remind him of death, we could not retort effectually offhand. True, we like the country. Evelyn never looked at the sky.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No; and some people are dogs; aren't they?\" said Clarissa, as if she had guessed a secret. \"But not every one--oh no, not every one.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Honestly, though,\" said Clarissa, having looked, \"I don't like views. They're too inhuman.\" They walked on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She put down the candle and began to arrange the bedclothes. It struck Rachel that a woman who sat playing cards in a cavern all night long would have very cold hands, and she shrunk from the touch of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I? Oh, yes, I do,\" he answered awkwardly, but with obvious sincerity. Evelyn's questions made him too feel uncomfortable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was always talking about her own sufferings that made Miss Kilman so difficult. And was she right? If it was being on committees and giving up hours and hours every day (she hardly ever saw him in London) that helped the poor, her father did that, goodness knows,--if that was what Miss Kilman meant about being a Christian; but it was so difficult to say. Oh, she would like to go a little further. Another penny was it to the Strand?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Elliot, the wife of Hughling the Oxford Don, was a short woman, whose expression was habitually plaintive. Her eyes moved from thing to thing as though they never found anything sufficiently pleasant to rest upon for any length of time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And yet those little looking-glasses in hansoms have a fascination of their own,\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"One's features look so different when one can only see a bit of them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Thank God,\" Hewet exclaimed. \"I need no longer feel as though I'd murdered a child!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Although Mrs. Ambrose stood quite still, much longer than is natural, the little boys let her be. Some one is always looking into the river near Waterloo Bridge; a couple will stand there talking for half an hour on a fine afternoon; most people, walking for pleasure, contemplate for three minutes; when, having compared the occasion with other occasions, or made some sentence, they pass on. Sometimes the flats and churches and hotels of Westminster are like the outlines of Constantinople in a mist; sometimes the river is an opulent purple, sometimes mud-coloured, sometimes sparkling blue like the sea. It is always worth while to look down and see what is happening. But this lady looked neither up nor down; the only thing she had seen, since she stood there, was a circular iridescent patch slowly floating past with a straw in the middle of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But here we encounter one of the pitfalls of this nocturnal rambling among forgotten worthies. It is so difficult to keep, as we must with highly authenticated people, strictly to the facts. It is so difficult to refrain from making scenes which, if the past could be recalled, might perhaps be found lacking in accuracy. With a character like Thomas Day, in particular, whose history surpasses the bounds of the credible, we find ourselves oozing amazement, like a sponge which has absorbed so much that it can retain no more but fairly drips. Certain scenes have the fascination which belongs rather to the abundance of fiction than to the sobriety of fact.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My dear Hewet, do you wish us both to be flung out of the hotel by an enraged mob of Thornburys and Elliots?\" Hirst enquired. \"The merest whisper would be sufficient to incriminate me for ever. God!\" he broke out, \"what's the use of attempting to write when the world's peopled by such damned fools? Seriously, Hewet, I advise you to give up literature. What's the good of it?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "I have my choice of crimes. The woods flit and fly--in summer there are bluebells; in the opening there, when Spring comes, primroses. A parting, was it, twenty years ago? Vows broken? Not Minnie's!...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She pursues me about the place. This morning she appeared in the smoking-room. All I could do was to seize my hat and fly. I didn't want to come, but I couldn't stay and face another meal with her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Those five years--1918 to 1923--had been, he suspected, somehow very important. People looked different. Newspapers seemed different. Now for instance there was a man writing quite openly in one of the respectable weeklies about water-closets. That you couldn't have done ten years ago--written quite openly about water-closets in a respectable weekly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen meanwhile stitched at her embroidery and thought over the things they had said. Her conclusion was that she would very much like to show her niece, if it were possible, how to live, or as she put it, how to be a reasonable person. She thought that there must be something wrong in this confusion between politics and kissing politicians, and that an elder person ought to be able to help.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "St. John had just come through the swing door. He was rather blown about by the wind, and his cheeks looked terribly pale, unshorn, and cavernous. After taking off his coat he was going to pass straight through the hall and up to his room, but he could not ignore the presence of so many people he knew, especially as Mrs. Thornbury rose and went up to him, holding out her hand. But the shock of the warm lamp-lit room, together with the sight of so many cheerful human beings sitting together at their ease, after the dark walk in the rain, and the long days of strain and horror, overcame him completely. He looked at Mrs. Thornbury and could not speak.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There!\" she said. The papers were tied up. No one should get at them. She would put them away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Therefore, though we shall make expeditions into the later books and bring back wonderful trophies, large tracts of them will remain by most of us untrodden. It is the earlier books--Youth, Lord Jim, Typhoon, The Nigger of the \"Narcissus\"--that we shall read in their entirety. For when the question is asked, what of Conrad will survive and where in the ranks of novelists we are to place him, these books, with their air of telling us something very old and perfectly true, which had lain hidden but is now revealed, will come to mind and make such questions and comparisons seem a little futile. Complete and still, very chaste and very beautiful, they rise in the memory as, on these hot summer nights, in their slow and stately way first one star comes out and then another.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet all over England at intervals, perhaps wide ones, we may be sure that there are people engaged in reading Addison, whatever the year or season. For Addison is very well worth reading. The temptation to read Pope on Addison, Macaulay on Addison, Thackeray on Addison, Johnson on Addison rather than Addison himself is to be resisted, for you will find, if you study the Tatler and the Spectator, glance at Cato, and run through the remainder of the six moderate-sized volumes, that Addison is neither Pope's Addison nor anybody else's Addison, but a separate, independent individual still capable of casting a clear-cut shape of himself upon the consciousness, turbulent and distracted as it is, of nineteen hundred and nineteen. It is true that the fate of the lesser shades is always a little precarious. They are so easily obscured or distorted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yes, he remembered Regent's Park; the long straight walk; the little house where one bought air-balls to the left; an absurd statue with an inscription somewhere or other. He looked for an empty seat. He did not want to be bothered (feeling a little drowsy as he did) by people asking him the time. An elderly grey nurse, with a baby asleep in its perambulator--that was the best he could do for himself; sit down at the far end of the seat by that nurse.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is the hat that matters most,\" she would say, when they walked out together. Every hat that passed, she would examine; and the cloak and the dress and the way the woman held herself. Ill-dressing, over-dressing she stigmatised, not savagely, rather with impatient movements of the hands, like those of a painter who puts from him some obvious well-meant glaring imposture; and then, generously, but always critically, she would welcome a shop-girl who had turned her little bit of stuff gallantly, or praise, wholly, with enthusiastic and professional understanding, a French lady descending from her carriage, in chinchilla, robes, pearls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Lies! Lies! Lies!\" exclaimed the mistress indignantly, as she ran up on to the deck. \"What's the use of telling me lies?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Having mended her glove, Minnie Marsh lays it in the drawer. She shuts the drawer with decision. I catch sight of her face in the glass. Lips are pursed. Chin held high.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "On Thursday morning when Terence went into her room he felt the usual increase of confidence. She turned round and made an effort to remember certain facts from the world that was so many millions of miles away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So we rattled through Surrey and across the border into Sussex. But with my eyes upon life I did not see that the other travellers had left, one by one, till, save for the man who read, we were alone together. Here was Three Bridges station. We drew slowly down the platform and stopped. Was he going to leave us?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We'll ask Venning and Perrott and Miss Murgatroyd--every one we can lay hands on,\" went on Hewet. \"What's the name of the little old grasshopper with the eyeglasses? Pepper?--Pepper shall lead us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm afraid it's all a great many can hope to have,\" sighed Mrs. Thornbury. \"I believe that there are more of us than ever now. Sir Harley Lethbridge was telling me only the other day how difficult it is to find boys for the navy--partly because of their teeth, it is true. And I have heard young women talk quite openly of--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From all this Helen drew her own conclusions, which were gloomy enough. Pepper was a bore; Rachel was an unlicked girl, no doubt prolific of confidences, the very first of which would be: \"You see, I don't get on with my father.\" Willoughby, as usual, loved his business and built his Empire, and between them all she would be considerably bored. Being a woman of action, however, she rose, and said that for her part she was going to bed. At the door she glanced back instinctively at Rachel, expecting that as two of the same sex they would leave the room together. Rachel rose, looked vaguely into Helen's face, and remarked with her slight stammer, \"I'm going out to t-t-triumph in the wind.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She went to the wash-stand and began sponging her cheeks with cold water; for they were burning hot. Still sponging them and trembling slightly she turned and explained in the high pitched voice of nervous excitement: \"Alfred Perrott says I've promised to marry him, and I say I never did. Sinclair says he'll shoot himself if I don't marry him, and I say, 'Well, shoot yourself!' But of course he doesn't--they never do. And Sinclair got hold of me this afternoon and began bothering me to give an answer, and accusing me of flirting with Alfred Perrott, and told me I'd no heart, and was merely a Siren, oh, and quantities of pleasant things like that. So at last I said to him, 'Well, Sinclair, you've said enough now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But that was still more ridiculous, Septimus said. Now the poor woman looked like a pig at a fair. (Nobody ever made her laugh as Septimus did.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What had she got in her work-box? She had ribbons and beads, tassels, artificial flowers. She tumbled them out on the table. He began putting odd colours together--for though he had no fingers, could not even do up a parcel, he had a wonderful eye, and often he was right, sometimes absurd, of course, but sometimes wonderfully right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I thought it the most loathsome exhibition I'd ever seen!\" she broke out. \"How can they--how dare they--what do you mean by it--Mr. Bax, hospital nurses, old men, prostitutes, disgusting--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They felt more intimate because they shared the knowledge of what eight o'clock in Richmond meant. Terence walked in front, for there was not room for them side by side.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": ". . . For every one, even if before he were ever so undisciplined, becomes a poet as soon as he is touched by love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"D'you think Garibaldi was ever up here?\" she asked Mr. Hirst. Oh, if she had been his bride! If, instead of a picnic party, this was a party of patriots, and she, red-shirted like the rest, had lain among grim men, flat on the turf, aiming her gun at the white turrets beneath them, screening her eyes to pierce through the smoke! So thinking, her foot stirred restlessly, and she exclaimed:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We must go,\" she said, rather surprising Helen by her decision. \"We must certainly go\"--such was the relief of finding that things still happened, and indeed they appeared the brighter for the mist surrounding them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Overcome by the charm of her voice and her presence, he exclaimed, \"Oh, you're free, Rachel. To you, time will make no difference, or marriage or--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sophocles would take the old story of Electra, for instance, but would at once impose his stamp upon it. Of that, in spite of our weakness and distortion, what remains visible to us? That his genius was of the extreme kind in the first place; that he chose a design which, if it failed, would show its failure in gashes and ruin, not in the gentle blurring of some insignificant detail; which, if it succeeded, would cut each stroke to the bone, would stamp each finger-print in marble. His Electra stands before us like a figure so tightly bound that she can only move an inch this way, an inch that. But each movement must tell to the utmost, or, bound as she is, denied the relief of all hints, repetitions, suggestions, she will be nothing but a dummy, tightly bound.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And there's a sort of beauty in it--there they are at Richmond at this very moment building things up. They're all wrong, perhaps, but there's a sort of beauty in it,\" she repeated. \"It's so unconscious, so modest. And yet they feel things. They do mind if people die.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You know I can't describe things!\" said Hirst. \"They were much like other women, I should think. They always are.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But to return to happiness. It sometimes appears that if there is an insoluble difference between our ancestors and ourselves it is that we draw our happiness from different sources. We rate the same things at different values. Something of this we may ascribe to their ignorance and our knowledge. But are we to suppose that ignorance alters the nerves and the affections?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire?\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"A very wonderful book, I know. My dear father was always quoting it at us, with the result that we resolved never to read a line.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nature, uncompromising, untamed, was no looking-glass for happy faces, or confessor of unhappy souls. She was herself; sometimes, therefore, disagreeable enough and plain, but always in Chaucer's pages with the hardness and the freshness of an actual presence. Soon, however, we notice something of greater importance than the gay and picturesque appearance of the mediaeval world--the solidity which plumps it out, the conviction which animates the characters. There is immense variety in the Canterbury Tales, and yet, persisting underneath, one consistent type. Chaucer has his world; he has his young men; he has his young women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "he must enumerate the chrysanthemums fading on the grave and the undertakers' men snuffling past in their four-wheelers. How then can we compare this lumbering and lagging art with poetry? Granted all the little dexterities by which the novelist makes us know the individual and recognise the real, the dramatist goes beyond the single and the separate, shows us not Annabella in love, but love itself; not Anna Karenina throwing herself under the train, but ruin and death and the", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"For me, a kiss. Imagine six little girls sitting before their easels twenty years ago, down by the side of a lake, painting the water-lilies, the first red water-lilies I'd ever seen. And suddenly a kiss, there on the back of my neck. And my hand shook all the afternoon so that I couldn't paint. I took out my watch and marked the hour when I would allow myself to think of the kiss for five minutes only--it was so precious--the kiss of an old grey-haired woman with a wart on her nose, the mother of all my kisses all my life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I have made one attempt already this evening,\" said St. John. \"I rather doubt that it was successful. She seems to me so very young and inexperienced. I have promised to lend her Gibbon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He began, very cautiously, to open his eyes, to see whether a gramophone was really there. But real things--real things were too exciting. He must be cautious. He would not go mad. First he looked at the fashion papers on the lower shelf, then, gradually at the gramophone with the green trumpet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They're all coming!\" he told Hirst. \"Pepper!\" he called, seeing William Pepper slip past in the wake of the soup with a pamphlet beneath his arm, \"We're counting on you to open the ball.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The sound of Big Ben flooded Clarissa's drawing-room, where she sat, ever so annoyed, at her writing-table; worried; annoyed. It was perfectly true that she had not asked Ellie Henderson to her party; but she had done it on purpose. Now Mrs. Marsham wrote \"she had told Ellie Henderson she would ask Clarissa--Ellie so much wanted to come.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hugh was very slow, Lady Bruton thought. He was getting fat, she noticed. Richard always kept himself in the pink of condition. She was getting impatient; the whole of her being was setting positively, undeniably, domineeringly brushing aside all this unnecessary trifling (Peter Walsh and his affairs) upon that subject which engaged her attention, and not merely her attention, but that fibre which was the ramrod of her soul, that essential part of her without which Millicent Bruton would not have been Millicent Bruton; that project for emigrating young people of both sexes born of respectable parents and setting them up with a fair prospect of doing well in Canada. She exaggerated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It seemed to him that their complete union and happiness filled the room with rings eddying more and more widely. He had no wish in the world left unfulfilled. They possessed what could never be taken from them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The plump pale grubs gyrated slowly round and round in the tumbler. So simple an entertainment must surely soon have ceased to satisfy. Surely Eleanor would shake the tumbler, upset the grubs, and scramble down from her chair. Why, even a grown person can hardly watch those grubs crawling down the glass wall, then floating to the surface, without a sense of boredom not untinged with disgust. But the child sat perfectly still.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "While Rachel played the piano, Terence sat near her, engaged, as far as the occasional writing of a word in pencil testified, in shaping the world as it appeared to him now that he and Rachel were going to be married. It was different certainly. The book called Silence would not now be the same book that it would have been. He would then put down his pencil and stare in front of him, and wonder in what respects the world was different--it had, perhaps, more solidity, more coherence, more importance, greater depth. Why, even the earth sometimes seemed to him very deep; not carved into hills and cities and fields, but heaped in great masses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's for you to say,\" he replied. \"I'm interested, I think.\" He still felt numb all over and as if she was much too close to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was toffee; they were advertising toffee, a nursemaid told Rezia. Together they began to spell t ... o ... f....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Once the eye is used to these shades, half the \"conclusions\" of fiction fade into thin air; they show like transparences with a light behind them--gaudy, glaring, superficial. The general tidying up of the last chapter, the marriage, the death, the statement of values so sonorously trumpeted forth, so heavily underlined, become of the most rudimentary kind. Nothing is solved, we feel; nothing is rightly held together. On the other hand, the method which at first seemed so casual, inconclusive, and occupied with trifles, now appears the result of an exquisitely original and fastidious taste, choosing boldly, arranging infallibly, and controlled by an honesty for which we can find no match save among the Russians themselves. There may be no answer to these questions, but at the same time let us never manipulate the evidence so as to produce something fitting, decorous, agreeable to our vanity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Turning the corner they came to the largest room in the hotel, which was supplied with four windows, and was called the Lounge, although it was really a hall. Hung with armour and native embroideries, furnished with divans and screens, which shut off convenient corners, the room was less formal than the others, and was evidently the haunt of youth. Signor Rodriguez, whom they knew to be the manager of the hotel, stood quite near them in the doorway surveying the scene--the gentlemen lounging in chairs, the couples leaning over coffee-cups, the game of cards in the centre under profuse clusters of electric light. He was congratulating himself upon the enterprise which had turned the refectory, a cold stone room with pots on trestles, into the most comfortable room in the house. The hotel was very full, and proved his wisdom in decreeing that no hotel can flourish without a lounge.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Not a pretty sight,\" said Miss Allan, \"although I daresay it's really more humane than our method. . . . I don't believe you've ever been in my room,\" she added, and turned away as if she meant Rachel to follow her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I didn't get on well with my father,\" said Richard shortly. \"He was a very able man, but hard. Well--it makes one determined not to sin in that way oneself. Children never forget injustice. They forgive heaps of things grown-up people mind; but that sin is the unpardonable sin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They had just come up--unfortunately--to see doctors. Other people came to see pictures; go to the opera; take their daughters out; the Whitbreads came \"to see doctors.\" Times without number Clarissa had visited Evelyn Whitbread in a nursing home. Was Evelyn ill again? Evelyn was a good deal out of sorts, said Hugh, intimating by a kind of pout or swell of his very well-covered, manly, extremely handsome, perfectly upholstered body (he was almost too well dressed always, but presumably had to be, with his little job at Court) that his wife had some internal ailment, nothing serious, which, as an old friend, Clarissa Dalloway would quite understand without requiring him to specify. Ah yes, she did of course; what a nuisance; and felt very sisterly and oddly conscious at the same time of her hat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is angelic--it is delicious of you to have come!\" she said. She loved Lords; she loved youth, and Nancy, dressed at enormous expense by the greatest artists in Paris, stood there looking as if her body had merely put forth, of its own accord, a green frill.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The strain of listening and the effort of making practical arrangements and seeing that things worked smoothly, absorbed all Terence's power. Involved in this long dreary nightmare, he did not attempt to think what it amounted to. Rachel was ill; that was all; he must see that there was medicine and milk, and that things were ready when they were wanted. Thought had ceased; life itself had come to a standstill. Sunday was rather worse than Saturday had been, simply because the strain was a little greater every day, although nothing else had changed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Shuffling the edges straight, she did up the papers, and tied the parcel almost without looking, sitting beside him, he thought, as if all her petals were about her. She was a flowering tree; and through her branches looked out the face of a lawgiver, who had reached a sanctuary where she feared no one; not Holmes; not Bradshaw; a miracle, a triumph, the last and greatest. Staggering he saw her mount the appalling staircase, laden with Holmes and Bradshaw, men who never weighed less than eleven stone six, who sent their wives to Court, men who made ten thousand a year and talked of proportion; who different in their verdicts (for Holmes said one thing, Bradshaw another), yet judges they were; who mixed the vision and the sideboard; saw nothing clear, yet ruled, yet inflicted. \"Must\" they said. Over them she triumphed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Like some dumb creature who has been brought up to a gate for an unknown purpose, and stands there longing to gallop away, Elizabeth Dalloway sat silent. Was Miss Kilman going to say anything more?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The fellow made a distasteful impression. For there was in Sir William, whose father had been a tradesman, a natural respect for breeding and clothing, which shabbiness nettled; again, more profoundly, there was in Sir William, who had never had time for reading, a grudge, deeply buried, against cultivated people who came into his room and intimated that doctors, whose profession is a constant strain upon all the highest faculties, are not educated men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The midday sun which Hirst had foretold was beginning to beat down hotly. The higher they got the more of the sky appeared, until the mountain was only a small tent of earth against an enormous blue background. The English fell silent; the natives who walked beside the donkeys broke into queer wavering songs and tossed jokes from one to the other. The way grew very steep, and each rider kept his eyes fixed on the hobbling curved form of the rider and donkey directly in front of him. Rather more strain was being put upon their bodies than is quite legitimate in a party of pleasure, and Hewet overheard one or two slightly grumbling remarks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The interpretation that we put on his characters might therefore well have puzzled him. We find for ourselves meanings which he was careful to disguise even from himself. Thus it comes about that we admire Moll Flanders far more than we blame her. Nor can we believe that Defoe had made up his mind as to the precise degree of her guilt, or was unaware that in considering the lives of the abandoned he raised many deep questions and hinted, if he did not state, answers quite at variance with his professions of belief. From the evidence supplied by his essay upon the \"Education of Women\" we know that he had thought deeply and much in advance of his age upon the capacities of women, which he rated very high, and the injustice done to them, which he rated very harsh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was at Bourton that summer, early in the 'nineties, when he was so passionately in love with Clarissa. There were a great many people there, laughing and talking, sitting round a table after tea and the room was bathed in yellow light and full of cigarette smoke. They were talking about a man who had married his housemaid, one of the neighbouring squires, he had forgotten his name. He had married his housemaid, and she had been brought to Bourton to call--an awful visit it had been. She was absurdly over-dressed, \"like a cockatoo,\" Clarissa had said, imitating her, and she never stopped talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She stood in the middle of the pale square of light which the window she had opened threw upon the grass. The forms of great black trees rose massively in front of her. She stood still, looking at them, shivering slightly with anger and excitement. She heard the trampling and swinging of the dancers behind her, and the rhythmic sway of the waltz music.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She knelt in prayer, and then lay down in bed, tucking the blankets comfortably about her, and in a few minutes her breathing showed that she was asleep. With its profoundly peaceful sighs and hesitations it resembled that of a cow standing up to its knees all night through in the long grass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was rather, said Peter. Yet, said Sally, in her emotional way, with a rush of that enthusiasm which Peter used to love her for, yet dreaded a little now, so effusive she might become--how generous to her friends Clarissa was! and what a rare quality one found it, and how sometimes at night or on Christmas Day, when she counted up her blessings, she put that friendship first. They were young; that was it. Clarissa was pure-hearted; that was it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From the look in her eyes it was evident she was again terrified. Helen was really at a loss what to say. From the little she knew of Rachel's upbringing she supposed that she had been kept entirely ignorant as to the relations of men with women. With a shyness which she felt with women and not with men she did not like to explain simply what these are. Therefore she took the other course and belittled the whole affair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Not that they added perceptibly to the noise of the party. They were not talking (perceptibly) as they stood side by side by the yellow curtains. They would soon be off elsewhere, together; and never had very much to say in any circumstances. They looked; that was all. That was enough.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Day meanwhile proceeded to Lichfield. Elizabeth Sneyd, of course, refused him--gave a great cry, people said; exclaimed that she had loved Day the blackguard, but hated Day the gentleman, and rushed from the room. And then, they said, a terrible thing happened. Mr. Day, in his rage, bethought him of the orphan, Sabrina Sydney, whom he had bred to be his wife; visited her at Sutton Coldfield; flew into a passion at the sight of her; fired a pistol at her skirts, poured melted sealing wax over her arms, and boxed her ears. \"No; I could never have done that,\" Mr. Edgeworth used to say, when people described the scene.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What always happened, then happened--what happened every night of their lives. The small girl sucked her thumb at the door; Rezia went down on her knees; Rezia cooed and kissed; Rezia got a bag of sweets out of the table drawer. For so it always happened. First one thing, then another. So she built it up, first one thing and then another.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"'Good, then, is indefinable,'\" he read out. \"How jolly to think that's going on still! 'So far as I know there is only one ethical writer, Professor Henry Sidgwick, who has clearly recognised and stated this fact.' That's just the kind of thing we used to talk about when we were boys. I can remember arguing until five in the morning with Duffy--now Secretary for India--pacing round and round those cloisters until we decided it was too late to go to bed, and we went for a ride instead. Whether we ever came to any conclusion--that's another matter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nevertheless the day followed the usual forms. At certain hours they went into the dining-room, and when they sat round the table they talked about indifferent things. St. John usually made it his business to start the talk and to keep it from dying out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But why should I ask all the dull women in London to my parties?\" said Clarissa. And if Mrs. Marsham gave a party, did she invite her guests?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Tell me,\" he said, seizing her by the shoulders. \"Are you happy, Clarissa? Does Richard--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The silence was then broken by their voices which joined in tones of strange unfamiliar sound which formed no words. Faster and faster they walked; simultaneously they stopped, clasped each other in their arms, then releasing themselves, dropped to the earth. They sat side by side. Sounds stood out from the background making a bridge across their silence; they heard the swish of the trees and some beast croaking in a remote world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "If this description holds good, they say, and is not, as it may well be, entirely dependent upon our position at the table and certain purely personal relationships to mustard pots and flower vases, then the risks of judging contemporary work are greater than ever before. There is every excuse for them if they are wide of the mark; and no doubt it would be better to retreat, as Matthew Arnold advised, from the burning ground of the present to the safe tranquillity of the past. \"We enter on burning ground,\" wrote Matthew Arnold, \"as we approach the poetry of times so near to us, poetry like that of Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth, of which the estimates are so often not only personal, but personal with passion,\" and this, they remind us, was written in the year 1880. Beware, they say, of putting under the microscope one inch of a ribbon which runs many miles; things sort themselves out if you wait; moderation and a study of the classics are to be recommended. Moreover, life is short; the Byron centenary is at hand; and the burning question of the moment is, did he, or did he not, marry his sister?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But these cries give angle and outline to the play. It is thus, with a thousand differences of degree, that in English literature Jane Austen shapes a novel. There comes a moment--\"I will dance with you,\" says Emma--which rises higher than the rest, which, though not eloquent in itself, or violent, or made striking by beauty of language, has the whole weight of the book behind it. In Jane Austen, too, we have the same sense, though the ligatures are much less tight, that her figures are bound, and restricted to a few definite movements. She, too, in her modest, everyday prose, chose the dangerous art where one slip means death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Septimus was one of the first to volunteer. He went to France to save an England which consisted almost entirely of Shakespeare's plays and Miss Isabel Pole in a green dress walking in a square. There in the trenches the change which Mr. Brewer desired when he advised football was produced instantly; he developed manliness; he was promoted; he drew the attention, indeed the affection of his officer, Evans by name. It was a case of two dogs playing on a hearth-rug; one worrying a paper screw, snarling, snapping, giving a pinch, now and then, at the old dog's ear; the other lying somnolent, blinking at the fire, raising a paw, turning and growling good-temperedly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So Sarah Bletchley said with her baby in her arms, tipping her foot up and down as though she were by her own fender in Pimlico, but keeping her eyes on the Mall, while Emily Coates ranged over the Palace windows and thought of the housemaids, the innumerable housemaids, the bedrooms, the innumerable bedrooms. Joined by an elderly gentleman with an Aberdeen terrier, by men without occupation, the crowd increased. Little Mr. Bowley, who had rooms in the Albany and was sealed with wax over the deeper sources of life but could be unsealed suddenly, inappropriately, sentimentally, by this sort of thing--poor women waiting to see the Queen go past--poor women, nice little children, orphans, widows, the War--tut-tut--actually had tears in his eyes. A breeze flaunting ever so warmly down the Mall through the thin trees, past the bronze heroes, lifted some flag flying in the British breast of Mr. Bowley and he raised his hat as the car turned into the Mall and held it high as the car approached; and let the poor mothers of Pimlico press close to him, and stood very upright. The car came on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's so nice to find a young man who doesn't despise tea,\" said Mrs. Paley, regaining her good humour. \"One of my nephews the other day asked for a glass of sherry--at five o'clock! I told him he could get it at the public house round the corner, but not in my drawing room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm going,\" he repeated. \"Rachel needn't come unless she wants to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Wonderful masculine stories followed about Bright and Disraeli and coalition governments, wonderful stories which made the people at the dinner-table seem featureless and small. After dinner, sitting alone with Rachel under the great swinging lamp, Helen was struck by her pallor. It once more occurred to her that there was something strange in the girl's behaviour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yes, it would always make her happy to see that hat. He had become himself then, he had laughed then. They had been alone together. Always she would like that hat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was alone with the sideboard and the bananas. He was alone, exposed on this bleak eminence, stretched out--but not on a hill-top; not on a crag; on Mrs. Filmer's sitting-room sofa. As for the visions, the faces, the voices of the dead, where were they? There was a screen in front of him, with black bulrushes and blue swallows. Where he had once seen mountains, where he had seen faces, where he had seen beauty, there was a screen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She flattered him; she fooled him, thought Clarissa; shaping the woman, the wife of the Major in the Indian Army, with three strokes of a knife. What a waste! What a folly! All his life long Peter had been fooled like that; first getting sent down from Oxford; next marrying the girl on the boat going out to India; now the wife of a Major in the Indian Army--thank Heaven she had refused to marry him! Still, he was in love; her old friend, her dear Peter, he was in love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No, no, no!\" said Peter (Sally should not have said that--she went too far). That good fellow--there he was at the end of the room, holding forth, the same as ever, dear old Richard. Who was he talking to? Sally asked, that very distinguished-looking man? Living in the wilds as she did, she had an insatiable curiosity to know who people were.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So they crossed, Mr. and Mrs. Septimus Warren Smith, and was there, after all, anything to draw attention to them, anything to make a passer-by suspect here is a young man who carries in him the greatest message in the world, and is, moreover, the happiest man in the world, and the most miserable? Perhaps they walked more slowly than other people, and there was something hesitating, trailing, in the man's walk, but what more natural for a clerk, who has not been in the West End on a weekday at this hour for years, than to keep looking at the sky, looking at this, that and the other, as if Portland Place were a room he had come into when the family are away, the chandeliers being hung in holland bags, and the caretaker, as she lets in long shafts of dusty light upon deserted, queer-looking arm-chairs, lifting one corner of the long blinds, explains to the visitors what a wonderful place it is; how wonderful, but at the same time, he thinks, as he looks at chairs and tables, how strange.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is undoubtedly because of their reticence that Miss Hill is on the side of the ladies. They sigh things off and they smile things off, but they never seize the silver table by the legs or dash the teacups on the floor. It is in many ways a great convenience to have a subject who can be trusted to live a long life without once raising her voice. Sixteen years is a considerable stretch of time, but of a lady it is enough to say, \"Here Mary Mitford passed sixteen years of her life and here she got to know and love not only their own beautiful grounds but also every turn of the surrounding shady lanes.\" Her loves were vegetable, and her lanes were shady.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Any one can be interested!\" she cried impatiently. \"Your friend Mr. Hirst's interested, I daresay however, I do believe in you. You look as if you'd got a nice sister, somehow.\" She paused, picking at some sequins on her knees, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she started off, \"Anyhow, I'm going to ask your advice. D'you ever get into a state where you don't know your own mind? That's the state I'm in now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh look,\" she implored him. But what was there to look at? A few sheep. That was all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Good society has its claret and its velvet carpets, its dinner engagements six weeks deep, its opera, and its faery ball rooms . . . gets its science done by Faraday and its religion by the superior clergy who are to be met in the best houses; how should it have need of belief and emphasis?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I own,\" she said, \"that I shall never forget the Antigone. I saw it at Cambridge years ago, and it's haunted me ever since. Don't you think it's quite the most modern thing you ever saw?\" she asked Ridley. \"It seemed to me I'd known twenty Clytemnestras. Old Lady Ditchling for one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "R. D. loquitur: Clarice has omitted to tell you that she looked exceedingly pretty at dinner, and made a conquest by which she has bound herself to learn the Greek alphabet. I will take this occasion of adding that we are both enjoying ourselves in these outlandish parts, and only wish for the presence of our friends (yourself and John, to wit) to make the trip perfectly enjoyable as it promises to be instructive. . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it is not so easy to decide what it is that gives these cries of Electra in her anguish their power to cut and wound and excite. It is partly that we know her, that we have picked up from little turns and twists of the dialogue hints of her character, of her appearance, which, characteristically, she neglected; of something suffering in her, outraged and stimulated to its utmost stretch of capacity, yet, as she herself knows (\"my behaviour is unseemly and becomes me ill\"), blunted and debased by the horror of her position, an unwed girl made to witness her mother's vileness and denounce it in loud, almost vulgar, clamour to the world at large. It is partly, too, that we know in the same way that Clytemnestra is no unmitigated villainess. \"deinon to tiktein estin,\" she says--\"there is a strange power in motherhood\". It is no murderess, violent and unredeemed, whom Orestes kills within the house, and Electra bids him utterly destroy--\"strike again\".", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Oh it was a letter from her! This blue envelope; that was her hand. And he would have to read it. Here was another of those meetings, bound to be painful! To read her letter needed the devil of an effort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The door opened. Elizabeth knew that her mother was resting. She came in very quietly. She stood perfectly still. Was it that some Mongol had been wrecked on the coast of Norfolk (as Mrs. Hilbery said), had mixed with the Dalloway ladies, perhaps, a hundred years ago?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The Times was no protection against such sorrow as hers. But other human beings forbade intercourse. The best thing to do against life was to fold the paper so that it made a perfect square, crisp, thick, impervious even to life. This done, I glanced up quickly, armed with a shield of my own. She pierced through my shield; she gazed into my eyes as if searching any sediment of courage at the depths of them and damping it to clay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sinking her voice, drawing Mrs. Dalloway into the shelter of a common femininity, a common pride in the illustrious qualities of husbands and their sad tendency to overwork, Lady Bradshaw (poor goose--one didn't dislike her) murmured how, \"just as we were starting, my husband was called up on the telephone, a very sad case. A young man (that is what Sir William is telling Mr. Dalloway) had killed himself. He had been in the army.\" Oh! thought Clarissa, in the middle of my party, here's death, she thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But we must not let ourselves think of that,\" she added, \"and let us hope that they don't either. Whatever they had done it might have been the same. These terrible illnesses--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "(But why do you look about you? Hilda won't come to the station, nor John; and Moggridge is driving at the far side of Eastbourne).", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He began to say what he had long been wanting to say, that he was sorry for Terence, that he cared for him, that he cared for Rachel. Did she know how much he cared for her--had she said anything, asked perhaps? He was very anxious to say this, but he refrained, thinking that it was a selfish question after all, and what was the use of bothering Terence to talk about such things? He was already half asleep. But St. John could not sleep at once.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed, one cannot escape the conviction that the long, heavy face with its expression of serious and sullen and almost equine power has stamped itself depressingly upon the minds of people who remember George Eliot, so that it looks out upon them from her pages. Mr. Gosse has lately described her as he saw her driving through London in a victoria--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The reasons which had drawn the English across the sea to found a small colony within the last ten years are not so easily described, and will never perhaps be recorded in history books. Granted facility of travel, peace, good trade, and so on, there was besides a kind of dissatisfaction among the English with the older countries and the enormous accumulations of carved stone, stained glass, and rich brown painting which they offered to the tourist. The movement in search of something new was of course infinitely small, affecting only a handful of well-to-do people. It began by a few schoolmasters serving their passage out to South America as the pursers of tramp steamers. They returned in time for the summer term, when their stories of the splendours and hardships of life at sea, the humours of sea-captains, the wonders of night and dawn, and the marvels of the place delighted outsiders, and sometimes found their way into print.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Lucrezia Warren Smith was saying to herself, It's wicked; why should I suffer? she was asking, as she walked down the broad path. No; I can't stand it any longer, she was saying, having left Septimus, who wasn't Septimus any longer, to say hard, cruel, wicked things, to talk to himself, to talk to a dead man, on the seat over there; when the child ran full tilt into her, fell flat, and burst out crying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the gossip says of Jane Austen that she was perpendicular, precise, and taciturn--\"a poker of whom everybody is afraid\". Of this too there are traces; she could be merciless enough; she is one of the most consistent satirists in the whole of literature. Those first angular chapters of The Watsons prove that hers was not a prolific genius; she had not, like Emily Bronte, merely to open the door to make herself felt. Humbly and gaily she collected the twigs and straws out of which the nest was to be made and placed them neatly together. The twigs and straws were a little dry and a little dusty in themselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Among the promises which Mrs. Ambrose had made her niece should she stay was a room cut off from the rest of the house, large, private--a room in which she could play, read, think, defy the world, a fortress as well as a sanctuary. Rooms, she knew, became more like worlds than rooms at the age of twenty-four. Her judgment was correct, and when she shut the door Rachel entered an enchanted place, where the poets sang and things fell into their right proportions. Some days after the vision of the hotel by night she was sitting alone, sunk in an arm-chair, reading a brightly-covered red volume lettered on the back Works of Henrik Ibsen. Music was open on the piano, and books of music rose in two jagged pillars on the floor; but for the moment music was deserted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As they left the room it happened that Mrs. Paley's wheeled chair ran into the Elliots, who were coming through the door, as she was going out. Brought thus to a standstill for a moment, Arthur and Susan congratulated Hughling Elliot upon his convalescence,--he was down, cadaverous enough, for the first time,--and Mr. Perrott took occasion to say a few words in private to Evelyn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, it is a hard life,\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"Unmarried women--earning their livings--it's the hardest life of all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "No, Rachel had been utterly wrong! Every argument seemed to be against undertaking the burden of marriage until he came to Rachel's argument, which was manifestly absurd. From having been the pursued, he turned and became the pursuer. Allowing the case against marriage to lapse, he began to consider the peculiarities of character which had led to her saying that. Had she meant it?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself for their sakes? Food was pleasant; the sun hot; and this killing oneself, how does one set about it, with a table knife, uglily, with floods of blood,--by sucking a gaspipe? He was too weak; he could scarcely raise his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I shouldn't be so sure of that,\" said Clarissa. Her sidelong glance told Rachel that she found her attractive although she was inexplicably amused.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But for herself she had done nothing wrong; she had loved Septimus; she had been happy; she had had a beautiful home, and there her sisters lived still, making hats. Why should she suffer?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She similised, energetically, incongruously, eternally; the sea became a meadow, the sailors shepherds, the mast a maypole. The fly was the bird of summer, trees were senators, houses ships, and even the fairies, whom she loved better than any earthly thing, except the Duke, are changed into blunt atoms and sharp atoms, and take part in some of those horrible manoeuvres in which she delighted to marshal the universe. Truly, \"my Lady Sanspareille hath a strange spreading wit\". Worse still, without an atom of dramatic power, she turned to play-writing. It was a simple process.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And, she said, nothing should separate them. She sat down beside him and called him by the name of that hawk or crow which being malicious and a great destroyer of crops was precisely like him. No one could separate them, she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We've been cursing you,\" said Ridley in answer to Mrs. Elliot's kind enquiries about his wife. \"You tourists eat up all the eggs, Helen tells me. That's an eye-sore too\"--he nodded his head at the hotel. \"Disgusting luxury, I call it. We live with pigs in the drawing-room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "learned the secrets of the grave; and has been a diver in deep seas and keeps their fallen day about her; and trafficked for strange webs with Eastern merchants; and, as Leda, was the mother of Helen of Troy, and, as Saint Anne, the mother of Mary . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When considered in detail by Mr. Flushing and Mrs. Ambrose the expedition proved neither dangerous nor difficult. They found also that it was not even unusual. Every year at this season English people made parties which steamed a short way up the river, landed, and looked at the native village, bought a certain number of things from the natives, and returned again without damage done to mind or body. When it was discovered that six people really wished the same thing the arrangements were soon carried out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mr. Hirst has such an interesting face,\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"But I feel one ought to be very clever to talk to him. Well, William?\" she enquired, for Mr. Thornbury grunted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Damn it all!\" he demanded, \"am I in love with her?\" To that he could only return himself one answer. He certainly was in love with her, if he knew what love meant. Ever since he had first seen her he had been interested and attracted, more and more interested and attracted, until he was scarcely able to think of anything except Rachel. But just as he was sliding into one of the long feasts of meditation about them both, he checked himself by asking whether he wanted to marry her? That was the real problem, for these miseries and agonies could not be endured, and it was necessary that he should make up his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The War?\" the patient asked. The European War--that little shindy of schoolboys with gunpowder? Had he served with distinction? He really forgot. In the War itself he had failed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Perhaps I ask too much,\" he went on. \"Perhaps it isn't really possible to have what I want. Men and women are too different. You can't understand--you don't understand--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence and Rachel glanced at each other across the table, which meant that when they were married they would not behave like that. The entrance of Ridley into the conversation had a strange effect. It became at once more formal and more polite. It would have been impossible to talk quite easily of anything that came into their heads, and to say the word prostitute as simply as any other word. The talk now turned upon literature and politics, and Ridley told stories of the distinguished people he had known in his youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's beginning to rain,\" said Dr. Lipscomb. \"How will your enemies like that, Miss Ormerod?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, you're free!\" he exclaimed, in exultation at the thought of her, \"and I'd keep you free. We'd be free together. We'd share everything together. No happiness would be like ours. No lives would compare with ours.\" He opened his arms wide as if to hold her and the world in one embrace.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I agree that it's the worst one can possibly say of any one,\" said Clarissa. \"How much rather one would be a murderer than a bore!\" she added, with her usual air of saying something profound. \"One can fancy liking a murderer. It's the same with dogs. Some dogs are awful bores, poor dears.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Are you finding me a dreadful bore?\" he asked. He changed curiously from a friend confiding in a friend to a conventional young man at a party.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet's voice was very pleasant. When he reached the end of the period Hewet stopped, and no one volunteered any criticism.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The unhappy woman, leaning a little forward, palely and colourlessly addressed me--talked of stations and holidays, of brothers at Eastbourne, and the time of year, which was, I forget now, early or late. But at last looking from the window and seeing, I knew, only life, she breathed, \"Staying away--that's the drawback of it----\" Ah, now we approached the catastrophe, \"My sister-in-law\"--the bitterness of her tone was like lemon on cold steel, and speaking, not to me, but to herself, she muttered, \"nonsense, she would say--that's what they all say,\" and while she spoke she fidgeted as though the skin on her back were as a plucked fowl's in a poulterer's shop-window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Could it be that he was in love with her then, remembering the misery, the torture, the extraordinary passion of those days? It was a different thing altogether--a much pleasanter thing--the truth being, of course, that now she was in love with him. And that perhaps was the reason why, when the ship actually sailed, he felt an extraordinary relief, wanted nothing so much as to be alone; was annoyed to find all her little attentions--cigars, notes, a rug for the voyage--in his cabin. Every one if they were honest would say the same; one doesn't want people after fifty; one doesn't want to go on telling women they are pretty; that's what most men of fifty would say, Peter Walsh thought, if they were honest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The lute is a character directly opposite to the drum, that sounds very finely by itself, or in a very small concert. Its notes are exquisitely sweet, and very low, easily drowned in a multitude of instruments, and even lost among a few, unless you give a particular attention to it. A lute is seldom heard in a company of more than five, whereas a drum will show itself to advantage in an assembly of 500. The lutanists, therefore, are men of a fine genius, uncommon reflection, great affability, and esteemed chiefly by persons of a good taste, who are the only proper judges of so delightful and soft a melody.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All this, the new words, the new ideas, the waves, the savages, the adventures, found their way naturally into the plays which were being acted on the banks of the Thames. There was an audience quick to seize upon the coloured and the high-sounding; to associate those", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mr. Richard Dalloway,\" continued Vinrace, \"seems to be a gentleman who thinks that because he was once a member of Parliament, and his wife's the daughter of a peer, they can have what they like for the asking. They got round poor little Jackson anyhow. Said they must have passages--produced a letter from Lord Glenaway, asking me as a personal favour--overruled any objections Jackson made (I don't believe they came to much), and so there's nothing for it but to submit, I suppose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Her voice mounted too, in a mild ecstasy of satisfaction with her life and her own nature. Rachel suddenly took a violent dislike to Susan, ignoring all that was kindly, modest, and even pathetic about her. She appeared insincere and cruel; she saw her grown stout and prolific, the kind blue eyes now shallow and watery, the bloom of the cheeks congealed to a network of dry red canals.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hot or cold, wet or dry, insects always flourish!\" cried Miss Ormerod, energetically sitting up in bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But where is Clarissa?\" said Peter. He was sitting on the sofa with Sally. (After all these years he really could not call her \"Lady Rosseter.\") \"Where's the woman gone to?\" he asked. \"Where's Clarissa?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "That she had grown older? Would he say that, or would she see him thinking when he came back, that she had grown older? It was true. Since her illness she had turned almost white.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I've taken it upon myself, Mr. Ambrose,\" she said, \"to promise that you will be so kind as to give Mrs. Flushing the benefit of your experience. I'm sure no one here knows the country as well as you do. No one takes such wonderful long walks. No one, I'm sure, has your encyclopaedic knowledge upon every subject. Mr. Wilfrid Flushing is a collector.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We're asleep and dreaming,\" she repeated. But the possibility which now suggested itself that one of the shapes might be the shape of Terence roused her from her melancholy lethargy. She became as restless as she had been before she sat down. She was no longer able to see the world as a town laid out beneath her. It was covered instead by a haze of feverish red mist.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was nothing for it but to descend and inspect a large pile of linen heaped upon a table. Mrs. Chailey handled the sheets as if she knew each by name, character, and constitution. Some had yellow stains, others had places where the threads made long ladders; but to the ordinary eye they looked much as sheets usually do look, very chill, white, cold, and irreproachably clean.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No,\" Susan interposed. \"She was--\" then she gave it up in despair. There was no use in explaining that Mrs. Paley was thinking of the wrong person.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In the fifth volume of modern essays, it seems, we have got some way from pleasure and the art of writing. But in justice to the essayists of 1920 we must be sure that we are not praising the famous because they have been praised already and the dead because we shall never meet them wearing spats in Piccadilly. We must know what we mean when we say that they can write and give us pleasure. We must compare them; we must bring out the quality. We must point to this and say it is good because it is exact, truthful, and imaginative:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes, but curtains inspire confidence,\" Miss Allan decided. \"When the ball is in full swing it will be time to draw them. We might even open the windows a little. . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We must follow suit,\" said Hirst to Rachel, and he took her resolutely by the elbow. Rachel, without being expert, danced well, because of a good ear for rhythm, but Hirst had no taste for music, and a few dancing lessons at Cambridge had only put him into possession of the anatomy of a waltz, without imparting any of its spirit. A single turn proved to them that their methods were incompatible; instead of fitting into each other their bones seemed to jut out in angles making smooth turning an impossibility, and cutting, moreover, into the circular progress of the other dancers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence murmured something unintelligible. Mr. Flushing, however, had recovered his urbanity. He was smoking a cigarette, and he now answered his wife.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But St. John did not agree. He said that he thought one could really make a great deal of difference by one's point of view, books and so on, and added that few things at the present time mattered more than the enlightenment of women. He sometimes thought that almost everything was due to education.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I've looked after myself mostly,\" she laughed. \"I've had splendid friends. I do like people! That's the trouble. What would you do if you liked two people, both of them tremendously, and you couldn't tell which most?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I suppose you realise that there are no carriages left?\" said St. John, who had been out to look. \"You must sleep here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I know how wretched it is to be ill in a hotel,\" Mrs. Thornbury remarked, once more leading the way with Rachel to the garden. \"I spent six weeks on my honeymoon in having typhoid at Venice,\" she continued. \"But even so, I look back upon them as some of the happiest weeks in my life. Ah, yes,\" she said, taking Rachel's arm, \"you think yourself happy now, but it's nothing to the happiness that comes afterwards. And I assure you I could find it in my heart to envy you young people!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She reflected that she had done all that it was necessary to do in practical matters. She had written a great many letters, and had obtained Willoughby's consent. She had dwelt so often upon Mr. Hewet's prospects, his profession, his birth, appearance, and temperament, that she had almost forgotten what he was really like. When she refreshed herself by a look at him, she used to wonder again what he was like, and then, concluding that they were happy at any rate, thought no more about it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Every word sounded quite distinctly in Terence's ears; but what were they saying, and who were they talking to, and who were they, these fantastic people, detached somewhere high up in the air? Now that they had drunk their tea, they rose and leant over the bow of the boat. The sun was going down, and the water was dark and crimson. The river had widened again, and they were passing a little island set like a dark wedge in the middle of the stream. Two great white birds with red lights on them stood there on stilt-like legs, and the beach of the island was unmarked, save by the skeleton print of birds' feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When she was alone by herself she clenched her fists together, and began beating the back of a chair with them. She was like a wounded animal. She hated death; she was furious, outraged, indignant with death, as if it were a living creature. She refused to relinquish her friends to death. She would not submit to dark and nothingness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Eyeless old age, grey-headed Sphinx.... There she stands on the pavement, beckoning, so sternly, the red omnibus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He's made me furious!\" she cried vehemently. \"No one's any right to be insolent!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A fine rain now made her still more dismal; vans with the odd names of those engaged in odd industries--Sprules, Manufacturer of Saw-dust; Grabb, to whom no piece of waste paper comes amiss--fell flat as a bad joke; bold lovers, sheltered behind one cloak, seemed to her sordid, past their passion; the flower women, a contented company, whose talk is always worth hearing, were sodden hags; the red, yellow, and blue flowers, whose heads were pressed together, would not blaze. Moreover, her husband walking with a quick rhythmic stride, jerking his free hand occasionally, was either a Viking or a stricken Nelson; the sea-gulls had changed his note.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The view will be wonderful,\" Hewet assured them, turning round in his saddle and smiling encouragement. Rachel caught his eye and smiled too. They struggled on for some time longer, nothing being heard but the clatter of hooves striving on the loose stones. Then they saw that Evelyn was off her ass, and that Mr. Perrott was standing in the attitude of a statesman in Parliament Square, stretching an arm of stone towards the view. A little to the left of them was a low ruined wall, the stump of an Elizabethan watch-tower.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "His determination to know, while it gave meaning to their talk, hampered her; he seemed to press further and further, and made it appear so important. She took some time to answer, and during that time she went over and over the course of her twenty-four years, lighting now on one point, now on another--on her aunts, her mother, her father, and at last her mind fixed upon her aunts and her father, and she tried to describe them as at this distance they appeared to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel turned abruptly to the window. She did not know what it was that had put her into such a passion; the sight of Terence in the hall had confused her thoughts, leaving her merely indignant. She looked straight at their own villa, half-way up the side of the mountain. The most familiar view seen framed through glass has a certain unfamiliar distinction, and she grew calm as she gazed. Then she remembered that she was in the presence of some one she did not know well, and she turned and looked at Mrs. Flushing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Aware that he was looking at a silver two-handled Jacobean mug, and that Hugh Whitbread admired condescendingly with airs of connoisseurship a Spanish necklace which he thought of asking the price of in case Evelyn might like it--still Richard was torpid; could not think or move. Life had thrown up this wreckage; shop windows full of coloured paste, and one stood stark with the lethargy of the old, stiff with the rigidity of the old, looking in. Evelyn Whitbread might like to buy this Spanish necklace--so she might. Yawn he must. Hugh was going into the shop.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, I'll sit down and think about it,\" said Hirst. \"One really ought to. If these people would only think about things, the world would be a far better place for us all to live in. Are you trying to think?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I was both,\" she replied. \"I was happy and I was miserable. You've no conception what it's like--to be a young woman.\" She looked straight at him. \"There are terrors and agonies,\" she said, keeping her eye on him as if to detect the slightest hint of laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I think it depends what sort of person you are,\" said Hewet. He looked at her. She was small and pretty, aged perhaps twenty-eight or twenty-nine, but though dashing and sharply cut, her features expressed nothing very clearly, except a great deal of spirit and good health.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They waved good-night and parted, but the two young men did not go back to the hotel; they went for a walk, during which they scarcely spoke, and never mentioned the names of the two women, who were, to a considerable extent, the subject of their thoughts. They did not wish to share their impressions. They returned to the hotel in time for breakfast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Clarissa!\" he cried. \"Clarissa!\" But she never came back. It was over. He went away that night. He never saw her again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She reflected that she had never yet asked him whether he had been in love. They had got further and further from that subject instead of drawing nearer to it, and she could not help feeling it a relief when William Pepper, with all his knowledge, his microscope, his note-books, his genuine kindliness and good sense, but a certain dryness of soul, took his departure. Also she could not help feeling it sad that friendships should end thus, although in this case to have the room empty was something of a comfort, and she tried to console herself with the reflection that one never knows how far other people feel the things they might be supposed to feel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The arms, whether they were the arms of man or of woman, were round him again; they were pushing him gently towards the door. He turned of his own accord and walked steadily in advance of the arms, conscious of a little amusement at the strange way in which people behaved merely because some one was dead. He would go if they wished it, but nothing they could do would disturb his happiness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Addison was a lutanist. No praise, indeed, could be less appropriate than Lord Macaulay's. To call Addison on the strength of his essays a great poet, or to prophesy that if he had written a novel on an extensive plan it would have been \"superior to any that we possess\", is to confuse him with the drums and trumpets; it is not merely to overpraise his merits, but to overlook them. Dr. Johnson superbly, and, as his manner is, once and for all has summed up the quality of Addison's poetic genius:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The lights were coming out one after another in the town beneath, and it was very peaceful and cool in the garden, so that he stepped out on to the terrace. As he stood there in the darkness, able only to see the shapes of trees through the fine grey light, he was overcome by a desire to escape, to have done with this suffering, to forget that Rachel was ill. He allowed himself to lapse into forgetfulness of everything. As if a wind that had been raging incessantly suddenly fell asleep, the fret and strain and anxiety which had been pressing on him passed away. He seemed to stand in an unvexed space of air, on a little island by himself; he was free and immune from pain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Far from looking bored or absent-minded, her eyes were concentrated almost sternly upon the page, and from her breathing, which was slow but repressed, it could be seen that her whole body was constrained by the working of her mind. At last she shut the book sharply, lay back, and drew a deep breath, expressive of the wonder which always marks the transition from the imaginary world to the real world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"True,\" said Willoughby when she had done. \"The social conditions are bound to be primitive. I should be out a good deal. I agreed because she wished it. And of course I have complete confidence in you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For it was the middle of June. The War was over, except for some one like Mrs. Foxcroft at the Embassy last night eating her heart out because that nice boy was killed and now the old Manor House must go to a cousin; or Lady Bexborough who opened a bazaar, they said, with the telegram in her hand, John, her favourite, killed; but it was over; thank Heaven--over. It was June. The King and Queen were at the Palace. And everywhere, though it was still so early, there was a beating, a stirring of galloping ponies, tapping of cricket bats; Lords, Ascot, Ranelagh and all the rest of it; wrapped in the soft mesh of the grey-blue morning air, which, as the day wore on, would unwind them, and set down on their lawns and pitches the bouncing ponies, whose forefeet just struck the ground and up they sprung, the whirling young men, and laughing girls in their transparent muslins who, even now, after dancing all night, were taking their absurd woolly dogs for a run; and even now, at this hour, discreet old dowagers were shooting out in their motor cars on errands of mystery; and the shopkeepers were fidgeting in their windows with their paste and diamonds, their lovely old sea-green brooches in eighteenth-century settings to tempt Americans (but one must economise, not buy things rashly for Elizabeth), and she, too, loving it as she did with an absurd and faithful passion, being part of it, since her people were courtiers once in the time of the Georges, she, too, was going that very night to kindle and illuminate; to give her party.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here the soul, getting restive, is lashing out at the more palpable forms of Montaigne's great bugbears, convention and ceremony. But watch her as she broods over the fire in the inner room of that tower which, though detached from the main building, has so wide a view over the estate. Really she is the strangest creature in the world, far from heroic, variable as a weathercock, \"bashful, insolent; chaste, lustful; prating, silent; laborious, delicate; ingenious, heavy; melancholic, pleasant; lying, true; knowing, ignorant; liberal, covetous, and prodigal\"--in short, so complex, so indefinite, corresponding so little to the version which does duty for her in public, that a man might spend his life merely in trying to run her to earth. The pleasure of the pursuit more than rewards one for any damage that it may inflict upon one's worldly prospects. The man who is aware of himself is henceforward independent; and he is never bored, and life is only too short, and he is steeped through and through with a profound yet temperate happiness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And Millicent Bruton was very proud of her family. But they could wait, they could wait, she said, looking at the picture; meaning that her family, of military men, administrators, admirals, had been men of action, who had done their duty; and Richard's first duty was to his country, but it was a fine face, she said; and all the papers were ready for Richard down at Aldmixton whenever the time came; the Labour Government she meant. \"Ah, the news from India!\" she cried.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But he wanted to come in holding something. Flowers? Yes, flowers, since he did not trust his taste in gold; any number of flowers, roses, orchids, to celebrate what was, reckoning things as you will, an event; this feeling about her when they spoke of Peter Walsh at luncheon; and they never spoke of it; not for years had they spoken of it; which, he thought, grasping his red and white roses together (a vast bunch in tissue paper), is the greatest mistake in the world. The time comes when it can't be said; one's too shy to say it, he thought, pocketing his sixpence or two of change, setting off with his great bunch held against his body to Westminster to say straight out in so many words (whatever she might think of him), holding out his flowers, \"I love you.\" Why not? Really it was a miracle thinking of the war, and thousands of poor chaps, with all their lives before them, shovelled together, already half forgotten; it was a miracle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"An amazing spectacle,\" Hirst remarked. \"Do you dance much in London?\" They were both breathing fast, and both a little excited, though each was determined not to show any excitement at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Kreemo,\" murmured Mrs. Bletchley, like a sleep-walker. With his hat held out perfectly still in his hand, Mr. Bowley gazed straight up. All down the Mall people were standing and looking up into the sky. As they looked the whole world became perfectly silent, and a flight of gulls crossed the sky, first one gull leading, then another, and in this extraordinary silence and peace, in this pallor, in this purity, bells struck eleven times, the sound fading up there among the gulls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm nice-looking,\" she determined. \"Not pretty--possibly,\" she drew herself up a little. \"Yes--most people would say I was handsome.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No, I don't like it,\" she replied. She had indeed been trying all the afternoon to read it, and for some reason the glory which she had perceived at first had faded, and, read as she would, she could not grasp the meaning with her mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I would rather my children told lies,\" she replied, and while Willoughby was reflecting that his sister-in-law was even more eccentric than he remembered, pushed her chair back and swept upstairs. In a second they heard her calling back, \"Oh, look! We're out at sea!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He lay back in his chair, exhausted but upheld. He lay resting, waiting, before he again interpreted, with effort, with agony, to mankind. He lay very high, on the back of the world. The earth thrilled beneath him. Red flowers grew through his flesh; their stiff leaves rustled by his head.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Supposing,\" he said, \"a man were to write and tell you that he wanted five pounds because he had known your grandfather, what would you do? It was this way. My grandfather--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The sound of Terence, breathing deep in his slumber, confirmed her in her calm. She was not sleepy although she did not see anything very distinctly, but although the figures passing through the hall became vaguer and vaguer, she believed that they all knew exactly where they were going, and the sense of their certainty filled her with comfort. For the moment she was as detached and disinterested as if she had no longer any lot in life, and she thought that she could now accept anything that came to her without being perplexed by the form in which it appeared. What was there to frighten or to perplex in the prospect of life? Why should this insight ever again desert her?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing-room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are! For now that the body of Miss Kilman was not before her, it overwhelmed her--the idea. The cruelest things in the world, she thought, seeing them clumsy, hot, domineering, hypocritical, eavesdropping, jealous, infinitely cruel and unscrupulous, dressed in a mackintosh coat, on the landing; love and religion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For two or three hours longer the moon poured its light through the empty air. Unbroken by clouds it fell straightly, and lay almost like a chill white frost over the sea and the earth. During these hours the silence was not broken, and the only movement was caused by the movement of trees and branches which stirred slightly, and then the shadows that lay across the white spaces of the land moved too. In this profound silence one sound only was audible, the sound of a slight but continuous breathing which never ceased, although it never rose and never fell. It continued after the birds had begun to flutter from branch to branch, and could be heard behind the first thin notes of their voices.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Fighting--revolution,\" she said, still gazing at the doomed city. \"You only care for books, I know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They lay in each other's arms and had no notion that they were observed. Yet two figures suddenly appeared among the trees above them. \"Here's shade,\" began Hewet, when Rachel suddenly stopped dead. They saw a man and woman lying on the ground beneath them, rolling slightly this way and that as the embrace tightened and slackened. The man then sat upright and the woman, who now appeared to be Susan Warrington, lay back upon the ground, with her eyes shut and an absorbed look upon her face, as though she were not altogether conscious.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I quite agree,\" said Mrs. Flushing, and proceeded to undo her paint-box. Her husband strolled about to select an interesting point of view for her. Hirst cleared a space on the ground by Helen's side, and seated himself with great deliberation, as if he did not mean to move until he had talked to her for a long time. Terence and Rachel were left standing by themselves without occupation. Terence saw that the time had come as it was fated to come, but although he realised this he was completely calm and master of himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But then these astonishing accesses of emotion--bursting into tears this morning, what was all that about? What could Clarissa have thought of him? thought him a fool presumably, not for the first time. It was jealousy that was at the bottom of it--jealousy which survives every other passion of mankind, Peter Walsh thought, holding his pocket-knife at arm's length. She had been meeting Major Orde, Daisy said in her last letter; said it on purpose he knew; said it to make him jealous; he could see her wrinkling her forehead as she wrote, wondering what she could say to hurt him; and yet it made no difference; he was furious!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"M-m-m'yes,\" she said, after a pause. \"I thought he was that kind of man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I see what you mean,\" she said, \"but I don't agree. I do know why I care for people, and I think I'm hardly ever wrong. I see at once what they've got in them. Now I think you must be rather splendid; but not Mr. Hirst.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "True. And I am clearly on the other side: I love a good dressing before any beauty o' the world. O, a woman is then like a delicate garden; nor is there one kind of it; she may vary every hour; take often counsel of her glass, and choose the best. If she have good ears, show them; good hair, lay it out; good legs, wear short clothes; a good hand, discover it often: practise any art to mend breath, cleanse teeth, repair eyebrows; paint and profess it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then we had Fanny's account of her visit to the Law Courts. At her first visit she had come to the conclusion that the Judges were either made of wood or were impersonated by large animals resembling man who had been trained to move with extreme dignity, mumble and nod their heads. To test her theory she had liberated a handkerchief of bluebottles at the critical moment of a trial, but was unable to judge whether the creatures gave signs of humanity for the buzzing of the flies induced so sound a sleep that she only woke in time to see the prisoners led into the cells below. But from the evidence she brought we voted that it is unfair to suppose that the Judges are men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Cler. A box of her autumnal face, her pieced beauty! there's no man can be admitted till she be ready now-a-days, till she has painted, and perfumed, and washed, and scoured, but the boy here; and him she wipes her oiled lips upon, like a sponge. I have made a song (I pray thee hear it) on the subject. [Page sings]", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Ambrose was not discomposed, but advised that she should go to bed, and added that she must expect her head to ache if she sat up to all hours and went out in the heat, but a few hours in bed would cure it completely. Terence was unreasonably reassured by her words, as he had been unreasonably depressed the moment before. Helen's sense seemed to have much in common with the ruthless good sense of nature, which avenged rashness by a headache, and, like nature's good sense, might be depended upon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At this moment the luncheon gong began to work itself into its midday frenzy. Mrs. Flushing rang her bell violently. The door was opened by a handsome maid who was almost as upright as her mistress.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Come and talk to me instead of practising,\" and led the way to the sheltered side where the deck-chairs were stretched in the sun. Rachel followed her indifferently. Her mind was absorbed by Richard; by the extreme strangeness of what had happened, and by a thousand feelings of which she had not been conscious before. She made scarcely any attempt to listen to what Helen was saying, as Helen indulged in commonplaces to begin with. While Mrs. Ambrose arranged her embroidery, sucked her silk, and threaded her needle, she lay back gazing at the horizon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The sun had been up for many hours, and the great dome of air was warmed through and glittering with thin gold threads of sunlight, before any one moved in the hotel. White and massive it stood in the early light, half asleep with its blinds down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "has the sort of insubstantiality which suggests that by the time he got to the end he had left himself nothing solid to work with. Butler adopted the very opposite method. Think your own thoughts, he seems to say, and speak them as plainly as you can. These turtles in the shop window which appear to leak out of their shells through heads and feet suggest a fatal faithfulness to a fixed idea. And so, striding unconcernedly from one idea to the next, we traverse a large stretch of ground; observe that a wound in the solicitor is a very serious thing; that Mary Queen of Scots wears surgical boots and is subject to fits near the Horse Shoe in Tottenham Court Road; take it for granted that no one really cares about AEschylus; and so, with many amusing anecdotes and some profound reflections, reach the peroration, which is that, as he had been told not to see more in Cheapside than he could get into twelve pages of the Universal Review, he had better stop.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\". . . car, comme je scay par une trop certaine experience, il n'est aucune si douce consolation en la perte de nos amis que celle que nous aporte la science de n'avoir rien oublie a leur dire et d'avoir eu avec eux une parfaite et entiere communication.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She went on to consider the difficulty with Alfred and Sinclair about which she had pretended to ask Rachel's advice. But she did not want advice; she wanted intimacy. When she looked at Rachel, who was still looking at the photographs on the bed, she could not help seeing that Rachel was not thinking about her. What was she thinking about, then? Evelyn was tormented by the little spark of life in her which was always trying to work through to other people, and was always being rebuffed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He didn't ask me to play, but he certainly followed me into the hall,\" she meditated, summing up the evening. She was thirty years of age, and owing to the number of her sisters and the seclusion of life in a country parsonage had as yet had no proposal of marriage. The hour of confidences was often a sad one, and she had been known to jump into bed, treating her hair unkindly, feeling herself overlooked by life in comparison with others. She was a big, well-made woman, the red lying upon her cheeks in patches that were too well defined, but her serious anxiety gave her a kind of beauty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Leaning over the rail, side by side, Helen said, \"Won't you be cold?\" Rachel replied, \"No. . . . How beautiful!\" she added a moment later.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But who, then, is the desirable man--the patron who will cajole the best out of the writer's brain and bring to birth the most varied and vigorous progeny of which he is capable? Different ages have answered the question differently. The Elizabethans, to speak roughly, chose the aristocracy to write for and the playhouse public. The eighteenth-century patron was a combination of coffee-house wit and Grub Street bookseller. In the nineteenth-century the great writers wrote for the half-crown magazines and the leisured classes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Directly Rodriguez came down he demanded, \"Well, how is she? Do you think her worse?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I see I shall have quite a lot to say to Vinrace,\" said Richard. \"He knows Sutton and all that set. He can tell me a good deal about the conditions of ship-building in the North.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Anyhow, there is no reason to suppose that any woman ever has been able to write or ever will be able to write,\" Eleanor continued. \"And yet, whenever I go among authors they never cease to talk to me about their books. Masterly! I say, or Shakespeare himself! (for one must say something) and I assure you, they believe me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And I should say the world was full of them!\" exclaimed Helen. But her beauty, which was radiant in the morning light, took the contrariness from her words.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence paid her no attention; he heard what she was saying, but it conveyed no meaning to his mind. All the way upstairs he kept saying to himself, \"This has not happened to me. It is not possible that this has happened to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "My mother never failed to point out the folly of work-women, shop-girls, and the like calling each other \"Ladies\". All this sort of thing seemed to her to be mere vulgar humbug, and she did not fail to say so.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No,\" said Terence, \"I feel solid; immensely solid; the legs of my chair might be rooted in the bowels of the earth. But at Cambridge, I can remember, there were times when one fell into ridiculous states of semi-coma about five o'clock in the morning. Hirst does now, I expect--oh, no, Hirst wouldn't.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nonsense,\" he said abruptly. \"You like people. You like admiration. Your real grudge against Hirst is that he doesn't admire you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm afraid your husband won't approve of me,\" said Dalloway aside, to Mrs. Ambrose. She suddenly recollected that he had been in Parliament.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Lord, Lord, what a change had come over her! the softness of motherhood; its egotism too. Last time they met, Peter remembered, had been among the cauliflowers in the moonlight, the leaves \"like rough bronze\" she had said, with her literary turn; and she had picked a rose. She had marched him up and down that awful night, after the scene by the fountain; he was to catch the midnight train. Heavens, he had wept!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's a very sad story,\" said Richard, lowering his voice and peeling an apple. \"He followed my wife in the car one day and got run over by a brute of a cyclist.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet it is not because we can analyse them into feelings that they impress us. In six pages of Proust we can find more complicated and varied emotions than in the whole of the Electra. But in the Electra or in the Antigone we are impressed by something different, by something perhaps more impressive--by heroism itself, by fidelity itself. In spite of the labour and the difficulty it is this that draws us back and back to the Greeks; the stable, the permanent, the original human being is to be found there. Violent emotions are needed to rouse him into action, but when thus stirred by death, by betrayal, by some other primitive calamity, Antigone and Ajax and Electra behave in the way in which we should behave thus struck down; the way in which everybody has always behaved; and thus we understand them more easily and more directly than we understand the characters in the Canterbury Tales.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Fiddlesticks, Rachel,\" Terence replied. \"Who wants to look at you? You're consumed with vanity! You're a monster of conceit! Surely, Helen, you ought to have taught her by this time that she's a person of no conceivable importance whatever--not beautiful, or well dressed, or conspicuous for elegance or intellect, or deportment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, but I would give so much to realise the ancient world!\" cried Mrs. Thornbury. \"Now that we old people are alone,--we're on our second honeymoon,--I am really going to put myself to school again. After all we are founded on the past, aren't we, Mr. Hewet? My soldier son says that there is still a great deal to be learnt from Hannibal. One ought to know so much more than one does.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mr. Hughling Elliot, Mrs. Hughling Elliot, Miss Allan, Mr. and Mrs. Thornbury--one circle,\" Hirst continued. \"Miss Warrington, Mr. Arthur Venning, Mr. Perrott, Evelyn M. another circle; then there are a whole lot of natives; finally ourselves.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What I want to do in writing novels is very much what you want to do when you play the piano, I expect,\" he began, turning and speaking over his shoulder. \"We want to find out what's behind things, don't we?--Look at the lights down there,\" he continued, \"scattered about anyhow. Things I feel come to me like lights. . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A glance into the next room revealed little more than a nose, prominent above the sheets. Growing accustomed to the darkness, for the windows were open and showed grey squares with splinters of starlight, one could distinguish a lean form, terribly like the body of a dead person, the body indeed of William Pepper, asleep too. Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight--here were three Portuguese men of business, asleep presumably, since a snore came with the regularity of a great ticking clock. Thirty-nine was a corner room, at the end of the passage, but late though it was--\"One\" struck gently downstairs--a line of light under the door showed that some one was still awake.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Coming?\" he asked the two young men. \"We ought to start before it's really hot.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Here we slept,\" she says. And he adds, \"Kisses without number.\" \"Waking in the morning--\" \"Silver between the trees--\" \"Upstairs--\" \"In the garden--\" \"When summer came--\" \"In winter snowtime--\" The doors go shutting far in the distance, gently knocking like the pulse of a heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's dreadful,\" said Mrs. Dalloway, who, while her husband spoke, had been thinking. \"When I'm with artists I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one's own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful, and then I go out into the streets and the first child I meet with its poor, hungry, dirty little face makes me turn round and say, 'No, I can't shut myself up--I won't live in a world of my own. I should like to stop all the painting and writing and music until this kind of thing exists no longer.' Don't you feel,\" she wound up, addressing Helen, \"that life's a perpetual conflict?\" Helen considered for a moment. \"No,\" she said. \"I don't think I do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One afternoon in the beginning of October when the traffic was becoming brisk a tall man strode along the edge of the pavement with a lady on his arm. Angry glances struck upon their backs. The small, agitated figures--for in comparison with this couple most people looked small--decorated with fountain pens, and burdened with despatch-boxes, had appointments to keep, and drew a weekly salary, so that there was some reason for the unfriendly stare which was bestowed upon Mr. Ambrose's height and upon Mrs. Ambrose's cloak. But some enchantment had put both man and woman beyond the reach of malice and unpopularity. In his case one might guess from the moving lips that it was thought; and in hers from the eyes fixed stonily straight in front of her at a level above the eyes of most that it was sorrow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The snail had now considered every possible method of reaching his goal without going round the dead leaf or climbing over it. Let alone the effort needed for climbing a leaf, he was doubtful whether the thin texture which vibrated with such an alarming crackle when touched even by the tip of his horns would bear his weight; and this determined him finally to creep beneath it, for there was a point where the leaf curved high enough from the ground to admit him. He had just inserted his head in the opening and was taking stock of the high brown roof and was getting used to the cool brown light when two other people came past outside on the turf. This time they were both young, a young man and a young woman. They were both in the prime of youth, or even in that season which precedes the prime of youth, the season before the smooth pink folds of the flower have burst their gummy case, when the wings of the butterfly, though fully grown, are motionless in the sun.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The last time I saw you, you were buying a piano,\" she continued. \"Do you remember--the piano, the room in the attic, and the great plants with the prickles?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"In the old days,\" said Mrs. Elliot, \"a great many people were. I always pity the poor women so! We've got a lot to complain of!\" She shook her head. Her eyes wandered about the table, and she remarked irrelevantly, \"The poor little Queen of Holland! Newspaper reporters practically, one may say, at her bedroom door!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet John Paston had now lain for twelve years under the bare ground. The Prior of Bromholm sent word that the grave cloth was in tatters, and he had tried to patch it himself. Worse still, for a proud woman like Margaret Paston, the country people murmured at the Pastons' lack of piety, and other families she heard, of no greater standing than theirs, spent money in pious restoration in the very church where her husband lay unremembered. At last, turning from tournaments and Chaucer and Mistress Anne Hault, Sir John bethought him of a piece of cloth of gold which had been used to cover his father's hearse and might now be sold to defray the expenses of his tomb. Margaret had it in safe keeping; she had hoarded it and cared for it, and spent twenty marks on its repair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And how,\" she said, turning the crystal dolphin to stand straight, \"how did you enjoy the play last night?\" \"Oh, they had to go before the end!\" she said. \"They had to be back at ten!\" she said. \"So they don't know what happened,\" she said. \"That does seem hard luck,\" she said (for her servants stayed later, if they asked her). \"That does seem rather a shame,\" she said, taking the old bald-looking cushion in the middle of the sofa and putting it in Lucy's arms, and giving her a little push, and crying:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And how much nicer they'd have looked with curls!\" said Helen. \"The question is, are you going to aim at beauty or are you not?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Miss Vinrace is dead,\" he repeated. It was only by stiffening all the muscles round his mouth that he could prevent himself from bursting into laughter, and forced himself to repeat for the third time, \"Miss Vinrace. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Ten minutes later Mrs. Ambrose opened the door and looked at her. It did not surprise her to find that this was the way in which Rachel passed her mornings. She glanced round the room at the piano, at the books, at the general mess. In the first place she considered Rachel aesthetically; lying unprotected she looked somehow like a victim dropped from the claws of a bird of prey, but considered as a woman, a young woman of twenty-four, the sight gave rise to reflections. Mrs. Ambrose stood thinking for at least two minutes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sir William himself was no longer young. He had worked very hard; he had won his position by sheer ability (being the son of a shopkeeper); loved his profession; made a fine figurehead at ceremonies and spoke well--all of which had by the time he was knighted given him a heavy look, a weary look (the stream of patients being so incessant, the responsibilities and privileges of his profession so onerous), which weariness, together with his grey hairs, increased the extraordinary distinction of his presence and gave him the reputation (of the utmost importance in dealing with nerve cases) not merely of lightning skill, and almost infallible accuracy in diagnosis but of sympathy; tact; understanding of the human soul. He could see the first moment they came into the room (the Warren Smiths they were called); he was certain directly he saw the man; it was a case of extreme gravity. It was a case of complete breakdown--complete physical and nervous breakdown, with every symptom in an advanced stage, he ascertained in two or three minutes (writing answers to questions, murmured discreetly, on a pink card).", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But while all this went on by land, very few people thought about the sea. They took it for granted that the sea was calm; and there was no need, as there is in many houses when the creeper taps on the bedroom windows, for the couples to murmur before they kiss, \"Think of the ships to-night,\" or \"Thank Heaven, I'm not the man in the lighthouse!\" For all they imagined, the ships when they vanished on the sky-line dissolved, like snow in water. The grown-up view, indeed, was not much clearer than the view of the little creatures in bathing drawers who were trotting in to the foam all along the coasts of England, and scooping up buckets full of water. They saw white sails or tufts of smoke pass across the horizon, and if you had said that these were waterspouts, or the petals of white sea flowers, they would have agreed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Love--but here the other clock, the clock which always struck two minutes after Big Ben, came shuffling in with its lap full of odds and ends, which it dumped down as if Big Ben were all very well with his majesty laying down the law, so solemn, so just, but she must remember all sorts of little things besides--Mrs. Marsham, Ellie Henderson, glasses for ices--all sorts of little things came flooding and lapping and dancing in on the wake of that solemn stroke which lay flat like a bar of gold on the sea. Mrs. Marsham, Ellie Henderson, glasses for ices. She must telephone now at once.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Even at tea the floor rose beneath their feet and pitched too low again, and at dinner the ship seemed to groan and strain as though a lash were descending. She who had been a broad-backed dray-horse, upon whose hind-quarters pierrots might waltz, became a colt in a field. The plates slanted away from the knives, and Mrs. Dalloway's face blanched for a second as she helped herself and saw the potatoes roll this way and that. Willoughby, of course, extolled the virtues of his ship, and quoted what had been said of her by experts and distinguished passengers, for he loved his own possessions. Still, dinner was uneasy, and directly the ladies were alone Clarissa owned that she would be better off in bed, and went, smiling bravely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Young men and women beginning to write are generally given the plausible but utterly impracticable advice to write what they have to write as shortly as possible, as clearly as possible, and without other thought in their minds except to say exactly what is in them. Nobody ever adds on these occasions the one thing needful: \"And be sure you choose your patron wisely\", though that is the gist of the whole matter. For a book is always written for somebody to read, and, since the patron is not merely the paymaster, but also in a very subtle and insidious way the instigator and inspirer of what is written, it is of the utmost importance that he should be a desirable man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Goodness knows he didn't want to go buying necklaces with Hugh. But there are tides in the body. Morning meets afternoon. Borne like a frail shallop on deep, deep floods, Lady Bruton's great-grandfather and his memoir and his campaigns in North America were whelmed and sunk. And Millicent Bruton too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Just now!\" She said that with her Italian accent. She said that herself. He shaded his eyes so that he might see only a little of her face at a time, first the chin, then the nose, then the forehead, in case it were deformed, or had some terrible mark on it. But no, there she was, perfectly natural, sewing, with the pursed lips that women have, the set, the melancholy expression, when sewing. But there was nothing terrible about it, he assured himself, looking a second time, a third time at her face, her hands, for what was frightening or disgusting in her as she sat there in broad daylight, sewing?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Everything he saw was distasteful to him. He hated the blue and white, the intensity and definiteness, the hum and heat of the south; the landscape seemed to him as hard and as romantic as a cardboard background on the stage, and the mountain but a wooden screen against a sheet painted blue. He walked fast in spite of the heat of the sun.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "An age seems to separate Sidney from Montaigne. The English compared with the French are as boys compared with men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Off we went then, some to the British Museum; others to the King's Navy; some to Oxford; others to Cambridge; we visited the Royal Academy and the Tate; heard modern music in concert rooms, went to the Law Courts, and saw new plays. No one dined out without asking her partner certain questions and carefully noting his replies. At intervals we met together and compared our observations. Oh, those were merry meetings! Never have I laughed so much as I did when Rose read her notes upon \"Honour\" and described how she had dressed herself as an AEthiopian Prince and gone aboard one of His Majesty's ships.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel, when consulted, showed less enthusiasm than Helen could have wished. One moment she was eager, the next doubtful. Visions of a great river, now blue, now yellow in the tropical sun and crossed by bright birds, now white in the moon, now deep in shade with moving trees and canoes sliding out from the tangled banks, beset her. Helen promised a river. Then she did not want to leave her father.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All these voices sounded gratefully in St. John's ears as he lay half-asleep, and yet vividly conscious of everything around him. Across his eyes passed a procession of objects, black and indistinct, the figures of people picking up their books, their cards, their balls of wool, their work-baskets, and passing him one after another on their way to bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm late as usual!\" she exclaimed, as she caught sight of him. \"Well, you must forgive me; I had to pack up. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Still these battles over bread and beer are trifles and domestic trifles at that. His conduct in his profession will throw more light upon our inquiry. For, released from brick and building, bread and beer, patricians and their windows, it may be found that he expanded in the atmosphere of Homer, Horace, and Manilius, and proved in his study the benign nature of those influences which have been wafted down to us through the ages. But there the evidence is even less to the credit of the dead languages. He acquitted himself magnificently, all agree, in the great controversy about the letters of Phalaris.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Explain, Miss Vinrace,\" said Richard. \"This is a matter I want to clear up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm in a fix,\" said Mrs. Ambrose, who was flushed and out of breath. \"You know what gentlemen are. The chairs too high--the tables too low--there's six inches between the floor and the door. What I want's a hammer, an old quilt, and have you such a thing as a kitchen table? Anyhow, between us\"--she now flung open the door of her husband's sitting room, and revealed Ridley pacing up and down, his forehead all wrinkled, and the collar of his coat turned up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The tongue is but a clapper. Simplicity itself. The feathers in the hat next me are bright and pleasing as a child's rattle. The leaf on the plane-tree flashes green through the chink in the curtain. Very strange, very exciting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Oh dear, it was going to be a failure; a complete failure, Clarissa felt it in her bones as dear old Lord Lexham stood there apologising for his wife who had caught cold at the Buckingham Palace garden party. She could see Peter out of the tail of her eye, criticising her, there, in that corner. Why, after all, did she do these things? Why seek pinnacles and stand drenched in fire? Might it consume her anyhow!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hard lines,\" said Arthur briefly. \"But it was a foolish thing to do--to go up that river.\" He shook his head. \"They should have known better. You can't expect Englishwomen to stand roughing it as the natives do who've been acclimatised. I'd half a mind to warn them at tea that day when it was being discussed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm not a prodigy. I find it very difficult to say what I mean--\" she observed at length.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All this was only a background for Sally. She stood by the fireplace talking, in that beautiful voice which made everything she said sound like a caress, to Papa, who had begun to be attracted rather against his will (he never got over lending her one of his books and finding it soaked on the terrace), when suddenly she said, \"What a shame to sit indoors!\" and they all went out on to the terrace and walked up and down. Peter Walsh and Joseph Breitkopf went on about Wagner. She and Sally fell a little behind. Then came the most exquisite moment of her whole life passing a stone urn with flowers in it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We must have a son and we must have a daughter,\" said Terence, putting down the letters, \"because, let alone the inestimable advantage of being our children, they'd be so well brought up.\" They went on to sketch an outline of the ideal education--how their daughter should be required from infancy to gaze at a large square of cardboard painted blue, to suggest thoughts of infinity, for women were grown too practical; and their son--he should be taught to laugh at great men, that is, at distinguished successful men, at men who wore ribands and rose to the tops of their trees. He should in no way resemble (Rachel added) St. John Hirst.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Moving very slowly, and rearing absurdly high over each wave, the little boat was now approaching a white crescent of sand. Behind this was a deep green valley, with distinct hills on either side. On the slope of the right-hand hill white houses with brown roofs were settled, like nesting sea-birds, and at intervals cypresses striped the hill with black bars. Mountains whose sides were flushed with red, but whose crowns were bald, rose as a pinnacle, half-concealing another pinnacle behind it. The hour being still early, the whole view was exquisitely light and airy; the blues and greens of sky and tree were intense but not sultry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "With the plan of existence so vigorously marked out, children of course were well beaten, and boys and girls taught to know their places. They must acquire land; but they must obey their parents. A mother would clout her daughter's head three times a week and break the skin if she did not conform to the laws of behaviour. Agnes Paston, a lady of birth and breeding, beat her daughter Elizabeth. Margaret Paston, a softer-hearted woman, turned her daughter out of the house for loving the honest bailiff Richard Calle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Who was it now who had done that? Peter Walsh asked himself, turning into the Broad Walk,--married a rich man and lived in a large house near Manchester? Somebody who had written him a long, gushing letter quite lately about \"blue hydrangeas.\" It was seeing blue hydrangeas that made her think of him and the old days--Sally Seton, of course! It was Sally Seton--the last person in the world one would have expected to marry a rich man and live in a large house near Manchester, the wild, the daring, the romantic Sally!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The party which had been suggested a few nights ago in Mr. Hirst's bedroom had taken shape and was the source of great satisfaction to Mr. Hewet, who had seldom used his practical abilities, and was pleased to find them equal to the strain. His invitations had been universally accepted, which was the more encouraging as they had been issued against Hirst's advice to people who were very dull, not at all suited to each other, and sure not to come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel sat watching her. She did not think of Evelyn's position; she only thought that the world was full of people in torment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For himself, he was absurd. His demands upon Clarissa (he could see it now) were absurd. He asked impossible things. He made terrible scenes. She would have accepted him still, perhaps, if he had been less absurd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When they all stood upon its deck they found that it was a very small boat which throbbed gently beneath them for a few minutes, and then shoved smoothly through the water. They seemed to be driving into the heart of the night, for the trees closed in front of them, and they could hear all round them the rustling of leaves. The great darkness had the usual effect of taking away all desire for communication by making their words sound thin and small; and, after walking round the deck three or four times, they clustered together, yawning deeply, and looking at the same spot of deep gloom on the banks. Murmuring very low in the rhythmical tone of one oppressed by the air, Mrs. Flushing began to wonder where they were to sleep, for they could not sleep downstairs, they could not sleep in a doghole smelling of oil, they could not sleep on deck, they could not sleep--She yawned profoundly. It was as Helen had foreseen; the question of nakedness had risen already, although they were half asleep, and almost invisible to each other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Didn't know I was so famous,\" said Arthur. \"Well,\" he continued, determined at all costs to spin his story out at length, \"the old chap, being about the second best inventor of his day, and a capable lawyer too, died, as they always do, without making a will. Now Fielding, his clerk, with how much justice I don't know, always claimed that he meant to do something for him. The poor old boy's come down in the world through trying inventions on his own account, lives in Penge over a tobacconist's shop. I've been to see him there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She would have been, in the first place, dark like Lady Bexborough, with a skin of crumpled leather and beautiful eyes. She would have been, like Lady Bexborough, slow and stately; rather large; interested in politics like a man; with a country house; very dignified, very sincere. Instead of which she had a narrow pea-stick figure; a ridiculous little face, beaked like a bird's. That she held herself well was true; and had nice hands and feet; and dressed well, considering that she spent little. But often now this body she wore (she stopped to look at a Dutch picture), this body, with all its capacities, seemed nothing--nothing at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As usual, Dr. Lesage was sulky in his manner and very short in his answers. To Terence's demand, \"She seems to be better?\" he replied, looking at him in an odd way, \"She has a chance of life.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's no good--not a bit of good,\" I said. \"Once she knows how to read there's only one thing you can teach her to believe in--and that is herself.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She gave her donkey a sharp cut with a switch and started forward. The full and romantic career of Evelyn Murgatroyd is best hit off by her own words, \"Call me Evelyn and I'll call you St. John.\" She said that on very slight provocation--her surname was enough--but although a great many young men had answered her already with considerable spirit she went on saying it and making choice of none. But her donkey stumbled to a jog-trot, and she had to ride in advance alone, for the path when it began to ascend one of the spines of the hill became narrow and scattered with stones. The cavalcade wound on like a jointed caterpillar, tufted with the white parasols of the ladies, and the panama hats of the gentlemen. At one point where the ground rose sharply, Evelyn M. jumped off, threw her reins to the native boy, and adjured St. John Hirst to dismount too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"This isn't half a bad floor,\" Rachel said. Hirst did not attempt to answer her platitude. He sat quite silent, staring at the dancers. After three minutes the silence became so intolerable to Rachel that she was goaded to advance another commonplace about the beauty of the night. Hirst interrupted her ruthlessly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Evelyn did not move. She sat looking up at him with her bright eager eyes, in the depths of which he thought he detected some disappointment, or dissatisfaction.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Of all forms of literature, however, the essay is the one which least calls for the use of long words. The principle which controls it is simply that it should give pleasure; the desire which impels us when we take it from the shelf is simply to receive pleasure. Everything in an essay must be subdued to that end. It should lay us under a spell with its first word, and we should only wake, refreshed, with its last. In the interval we may pass through the most various experiences of amusement, surprise, interest, indignation; we may soar to the heights of fantasy with Lamb or plunge to the depths of wisdom with Bacon, but we must never be roused.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They had always this queer power of communicating without words. She knew directly he criticised her. Then she would do something quite obvious to defend herself, like this fuss with the dog--but it never took him in, he always saw through Clarissa. Not that he said anything, of course; just sat looking glum. It was the way their quarrels often began.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The war was over and peace was in process of being signed, when I once more found myself with Castalia in the room where our meetings used to be held. We began idly turning over the pages of our old minute books. \"Queer,\" I mused, \"to see what we were thinking five years ago.\" \"We are agreed,\" Castalia quoted, reading over my shoulder, \"that it is the object of life to produce good people and good books.\" We made no comment upon that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Monte Rosa--that's the mountain over there, isn't it?\" said Helen; \"but Hewet--who's he? One of the young men Ridley met, I suppose. Shall I say yes, then? It may be dreadfully dull.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"When you see a musician with long hair, don't you know instinctively that he's bad?\" Clarissa asked, turning to Rachel. \"Watts and Joachim--they looked just like you and me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Daughters of England!\" she began, but here we pulled her down, a vase of water getting spilt over her in the scuffle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm not trying to flirt with you, though I suppose you think I am!\" Evelyn shot out. \"I'd never have come to you if I'd thought you'd merely think odious things of me!\" The tears came into her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Since the list of the qualities and graces of this seasoned old sinner is by no means exhausted we can well understand how it was that Borrow's apple-woman on London Bridge called her \"blessed Mary\" and valued her book above all the apples on her stall; and that Borrow, taking the book deep into the booth, read till his eyes ached. But we dwell upon such signs of character only by way of proof that the creator of Moll Flanders was not, as he has been accused of being, a mere journalist and literal recorder of facts with no conception of the nature of psychology. It is true that his characters take shape and substance of their own accord, as if in despite of the author and not altogether to his liking. He never lingers or stresses any point of subtlety or pathos, but presses on imperturbably as if they came there without his knowledge. A touch of imagination, such as that when the Prince sits by his son's cradle and Roxana observes how \"he loved to look at it when it was asleep\", seems to mean much more to us than to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For Lucy had her work cut out for her. The doors would be taken off their hinges; Rumpelmayer's men were coming. And then, thought Clarissa Dalloway, what a morning--fresh as if issued to children on a beach.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But he remembered Bradshaw said, \"The people we are most fond of are not good for us when we are ill.\" Bradshaw said, he must be taught to rest. Bradshaw said they must be separated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well,\" she exclaimed, with her usual enthusiasm, seizing Rachel by the arm, \"I call this splendid! I guessed it was going to happen from the very beginning! I saw you two were made for each other. Now you've just got to tell me all about it--when's it to be, where are you going to live--are you both tremendously happy?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Miss Vinrace,\" Mrs. Flushing whispered peremptorily, \"stay to luncheon. It's such a dismal day. They don't even give one beef for luncheon. Please stay.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet drew still farther back. His heart was beating very quickly. Apparently Rachel tried to pull Helen out on to the terrace, and Helen resisted. There was a certain amount of scuffling, entreating, resisting, and laughter from both of them. Then a man's form appeared.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Certainly,\" said Richard. \"I understand you to mean that the whole of modern society is based upon cooperative effort. If only more people would realise that, Miss Vinrace, there would be fewer of your old widows in solitary lodgings!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Whatever hour you woke there was a door shutting. From room to room they went, hand in hand, lifting here, opening there, making sure--a ghostly couple.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's where you'll go wrong,\" said Hirst. \"Putting virgins among matrons.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "How like him! He would go on saying \"An hour's complete rest after luncheon\" to the end of time, because a doctor had ordered it once. It was like him to take what doctors said literally; part of his adorable, divine simplicity, which no one had to the same extent; which made him go and do the thing while she and Peter frittered their time away bickering. He was already half-way to the House of Commons, to his Armenians, his Albanians, having settled her on the sofa, looking at his roses. And people would say, \"Clarissa Dalloway is spoilt.\" She cared much more for her roses than for the Armenians.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was a man of forty perhaps; and here there were lines round his eyes, and there curious clefts in his cheeks. Slightly battered he appeared, but dogged and in the prime of life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The light being dim, it was impossible to see any change in her face. An immense feeling of peace came over Terence, so that he had no wish to move or to speak. The terrible torture and unreality of the last days were over, and he had come out now into perfect certainty and peace. His mind began to work naturally again and with great ease. The longer he sat there the more profoundly was he conscious of the peace invading every corner of his soul.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "That's the man's way; that's the sound that reverberates; that's St. Paul's and the motor-omnibuses. But we're brushing the crumbs off. Oh, Moggridge, you won't stay? You must be off? Are you driving through Eastbourne this afternoon in one of those little carriages?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's an English steamer in the bay,\" said Rachel, looking at a triangle of lights below. \"She came in early this morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Well, I've had my fun; I've had it, he thought, looking up at the swinging baskets of pale geraniums. And it was smashed to atoms--his fun, for it was half made up, as he knew very well; invented, this escapade with the girl; made up, as one makes up the better part of life, he thought--making oneself up; making her up; creating an exquisite amusement, and something more. But odd it was, and quite true; all this one could never share--it smashed to atoms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But that hasty glance has shown him the outlines of a memorable figure. Born (it is conjectured) in 1624, Margaret was the youngest child of a Thomas Lucas, who died when she was an infant, and her upbringing was due to her mother, a lady of remarkable character, of majestic grandeur and beauty \"beyond the ruin of time\". \"She was very skilful in leases, and setting of lands and court keeping, ordering of stewards, and the like affairs.\" The wealth which thus accrued she spent, not on marriage portions, but on generous and delightful pleasures, \"out of an opinion that if she bred us with needy necessity it might chance to create in us sharking qualities\". Her eight sons and daughters were never beaten, but reasoned with, finely and gayly dressed, and allowed no conversation with servants, not because they are servants but because servants \"are for the most part ill-bred as well as meanly born\".", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You're like a bird half asleep in its nest, Rachel. You're asleep. You're talking in your sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nothing could rouse him. Rezia put him to bed. She sent for a doctor--Mrs. Filmer's Dr. Holmes. Dr. Holmes examined him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She respected St. John's morality, which she took far more seriously than any one else did, and now entered into a discussion with him as to the steps that were to be taken to enforce their peculiar view of what was right. The argument led to some profoundly gloomy statements of a general nature. Who were they, after all--what authority had they--what power against the mass of superstition and ignorance? It was the English, of course; there must be something wrong in the English blood. Directly you met an English person, of the middle classes, you were conscious of an indefinable sensation of loathing; directly you saw the brown crescent of houses above Dover, the same thing came over you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Miss Kilman held her tent before her face. Now she was deserted; now rejoined. New worshippers came in from the street to replace the strollers, and still, as people gazed round and shuffled past the tomb of the Unknown Warrior, still she barred her eyes with her fingers and tried in this double darkness, for the light in the Abbey was bodiless, to aspire above the vanities, the desires, the commodities, to rid herself both of hatred and of love. Her hands twitched. She seemed to struggle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"His heart's a piece of old shoe leather,\" Rachel declared, dropping the fish. But when questioned she had to own that she had never asked him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They'll get some one else to take my place,\" she said cheerfully. But she was wrong. No attempt was made to find another player, and after the young man had built three stories of a card-house, which fell down, the players strolled off in different directions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It goes on, but already we are bemused with sound and neither feel nor hear. The comparison makes us suspect that the art of writing has for backbone some fierce attachment to an idea. It is on the back of an idea, something believed in with conviction or seen with precision and thus compelling words to its shape, that the diverse company which included Lamb and Bacon, and Mr. Beerbohm and Hudson, and Vernon Lee and Mr. Conrad, and Leslie Stephen and Butler and Walter Pater reaches the farther shore. Very various talents have helped or hindered the passage of the idea into words. Some scrape through painfully; others fly with every wind favouring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Never, never had Rezia felt such agony in her life! She had asked for help and been deserted! He had failed them! Sir William Bradshaw was not a nice man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We're thirsting for tea,\" said Mr. Elliot. \"You know Mr. Ambrose, Hilda? We met on the hill.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The two women looked at each other with a quiet significant gaze, and then, feeling oddly dazed, and seeking she did not know exactly what, Mrs. Thornbury went slowly upstairs and walked quietly along the passages, touching the wall with her fingers as if to guide herself. Housemaids were passing briskly from room to room, but Mrs. Thornbury avoided them; she hardly saw them; they seemed to her to be in another world. She did not even look up directly when Evelyn stopped her. It was evident that Evelyn had been lately in tears, and when she looked at Mrs. Thornbury she began to cry again. Together they drew into the hollow of a window, and stood there in silence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For that is the way he has come down to us in his two volumes of memoirs--Byron's bore, Day's friend, Maria's father, the man who almost invented the telegraph, and did, in fact, invent machines for cutting turnips, climbing walls, contracting on narrow bridges and lifting their wheels over obstacles--a man meritorious, industrious, advanced, but still, as we investigate his memoirs, mainly a bore. Nature endowed him with irrepressible energy. The blood coursed through his veins at least twenty times faster than the normal rate. His face was red, round, vivacious. His brain raced.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The meaning is just on the far side of language. It is the meaning which in moments of astonishing excitement and stress we perceive in our minds without words; it is the meaning that Dostoevsky (hampered as he was by prose and as we are by translation) leads us to by some astonishing run up the scale of emotions and points at but cannot indicate; the meaning that Shakespeare succeeds in snaring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Observe my Panama,\" he said, touching the brim of his hat. \"Are you aware, Miss Vinrace, how much can be done to induce fine weather by appropriate headdress? I have determined that it is a hot summer day; I warn you that nothing you can say will shake me. Therefore I am going to sit down. I advise you to follow my example.\" Three chairs in a row invited them to be seated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Meanwhile Mr. Bax was half-way through the second lesson. She looked at him. He was a man of the world with supple lips and an agreeable manner, he was indeed a man of much kindliness and simplicity, though by no means clever, but she was not in the mood to give any one credit for such qualities, and examined him as though he were an epitome of all the vices of his service.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't know what to answer, or who Terence Hewet is,\" Helen continued, in the toneless voice of a ghost. She put a paper before Rachel on which were written the incredible words:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Undoubtedly,\" he said, as he twirled and untwirled a note signed Helen Ambrose, \"the gifts needed to make a great commander have been absurdly overrated. About half the intellectual effort which is needed to review a book of modern poetry has enabled me to get together seven or eight people, of opposite sexes, at the same spot at the same hour on the same day. What else is generalship, Hirst? What more did Wellington do on the field of Waterloo? It's like counting the number of pebbles of a path, tedious but not difficult.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A very animated face,\" said Mrs. Thornbury, looking at Evelyn M. who had stopped near them to pin tight a scarlet flower at her breast. It would not stay, and, with a spirited gesture of impatience, she thrust it into her partner's button-hole. He was a tall melancholy youth, who received the gift as a knight might receive his lady's token.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "By degrees a certain number of people began to come down the stairs and to pass through the hall, and in this dim light their figures possessed a sort of grace and beauty, although they were all unknown people. Sometimes they went straight through and out into the garden by the swing door, sometimes they stopped for a few minutes and bent over the tables and began turning over the newspapers. Terence and Rachel sat watching them through their half-closed eyelids--the Johnsons, the Parkers, the Baileys, the Simmons', the Lees, the Morleys, the Campbells, the Gardiners. Some were dressed in white flannels and were carrying racquets under their arms, some were short, some tall, some were only children, and some perhaps were servants, but they all had their standing, their reason for following each other through the hall, their money, their position, whatever it might be. Terence soon gave up looking at them, for he was tired; and, closing his eyes, he fell half asleep in his chair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The passage is too thumb-marked to slip naturally into the context. But when we come unexpectedly upon \"the smiling of women and the motion of great waters\", or upon \"full of the refinement of the dead, in sad, earth-coloured raiment, set with pale stones\", we suddenly remember that we have ears and we have eyes, and that the English language fills a long array of stout volumes with innumerable words, many of which are of more than one syllable. The only living Englishman who ever looks into these volumes is, of course, a gentleman of Polish extraction. But doubtless our abstention saves us much gush, much rhetoric, much high-stepping and cloud-prancing, and for the sake of the prevailing sobriety and hard-headedness we should be willing to barter the splendour of Sir Thomas Browne and the vigour of Swift.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is not serious, I assure you. You are overanxious. The young lady is not seriously ill, and I am a doctor. The lady of course is frightened,\" he sneered. \"I understand that perfectly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I always contradict my husband when he says that,\" said Mrs. Thornbury sweetly. \"You men! Where would you be if it weren't for the women!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For it was by virtue of something drastic in him, the qualities of a leader and captain, that Conrad kept his hold over boys and young people. Until Nostromo was written his characters, as the young were quick to perceive, were fundamentally simple and heroic, however subtle the mind and indirect the method of their creator. They were seafarers, used to solitude and silence. They were in conflict with Nature, but at peace with man. Nature was their antagonist; she it was who drew forth honour, magnanimity, loyalty, the qualities proper to man; she who in sheltered bays reared to womanhood beautiful girls unfathomable and austere.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Sappho,\" he replied. \"The one Swinburne did--the best thing that's ever been written.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Lord, Lord!\" he said to himself out loud, stretching and opening his eyes. \"The death of the soul.\" The words attached themselves to some scene, to some room, to some past he had been dreaming of. It became clearer; the scene, the room, the past he had been dreaming of.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There,\" she said, pinning a rose to one side of the hat. Never had she felt so happy! Never in her life!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As for the critics whose task it is to pass judgement upon the books of the moment, whose work, let us admit, is difficult, dangerous, and often distasteful, let us ask them to be generous of encouragement, but sparing of those wreaths and coronets which are so apt to get awry, and fade, and make the wearers, in six months time, look a little ridiculous. Let them take a wider, a less personal view of modern literature, and look indeed upon the writers as if they were engaged upon some vast building, which being built by common effort, the separate workmen may well remain anonymous. Let them slam the door upon the cosy company where sugar is cheap and butter plentiful, give over, for a time at least, the discussion of that fascinating topic--whether Byron married his sister--and, withdrawing, perhaps, a handsbreadth from the table where we sit chattering, say something interesting about literature. Let us buttonhole them as they leave, and recall to their memory that gaunt aristocrat. Lady Hester Stanhope, who kept a milk-white horse in her stable in readiness for the Messiah and was for ever scanning the mountain tops, impatiently but with confidence, for signs of his approach, and ask them to follow her example; scan the horizon; see the past in relation to the future; and so prepare the way for masterpieces to come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And we're certain to have it too,\" she said. \"It isn't as if we were expecting a great deal--only to walk about and look at things.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked from Rachel to Terence. They were both a little touched by the sight of her remembering how lately they had been listening to evil words about her, and Terence asked her what her scheme was, and she explained that she was going to found a club--a club for doing things, really doing them. She became very animated, as she talked on and on, for she professed herself certain that if once twenty people--no, ten would be enough if they were keen--set about doing things instead of talking about doing them, they could abolish almost every evil that exists. It was brains that were needed. If only people with brains--of course they would want a room, a nice room, in Bloomsbury preferably, where they could meet once a week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No; I'm staying here for the present,\" he said. \"We've just had luncheon,\" he continued, \"and the mail has come in. There's a bundle of letters for you--letters from England.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mrs. Paley will enjoy it certainly,\" said Hewet. \"It's one of the saddest things I know--the way elderly ladies cease to read poetry. And yet how appropriate this is:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The great black world lay round them. As they were drawn smoothly along it seemed possessed of immense thickness and endurance. They could discern pointed tree-tops and blunt rounded tree-tops. Raising their eyes above the trees, they fixed them on the stars and the pale border of sky above the trees. The little points of frosty light infinitely far away drew their eyes and held them fixed, so that it seemed as if they stayed a long time and fell a great distance when once more they realised their hands grasping the rail and their separate bodies standing side by side.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Some three months later it happened that I was sitting alone when Castalia entered. I don't know what it was in the look of her that so moved me; but I could not restrain myself, and, dashing across the room, I clasped her in my arms. Not only was she very beautiful; she seemed also in the highest spirits. \"How happy you look!\" I exclaimed, as she sat down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I could dance for ever!\" she said. \"They ought to let themselves go more!\" she exclaimed. \"They ought to leap and swing. Look! How they mince!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What is chastity then? I mean is it good, or is it bad, or is it nothing at all?\" She replied so low that I could not catch what she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For it is vain and foolish to talk of Knowing Greek, since in our ignorance we should be at the bottom of any class of schoolboys, since we do not know how the words sounded, or where precisely we ought to laugh, or how the actors acted, and between this foreign people and ourselves there is not only difference of race and tongue but a tremendous breach of tradition. All the more strange, then, is it that we should wish to know Greek, try to know Greek, feel for ever drawn back to Greek, and be for ever making up some notion of the meaning of Greek, though from what incongruous odds and ends, with what slight resemblance to the real meaning of Greek, who shall say?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I believe that Hughling really doesn't mind,\" said Mrs. Elliot. \"But then he has his work.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The rich benignant cigar smoke eddied coolly down his throat; he puffed it out again in rings which breasted the air bravely for a moment; blue, circular--I shall try and get a word alone with Elizabeth to-night, he thought--then began to wobble into hour-glass shapes and taper away; odd shapes they take, he thought. Suddenly he closed his eyes, raised his hand with an effort, and threw away the heavy end of his cigar. A great brush swept smooth across his mind, sweeping across it moving branches, children's voices, the shuffle of feet, and people passing, and humming traffic, rising and falling traffic. Down, down he sank into the plumes and feathers of sleep, sank, and was muffled over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\". . . probably the lecturer would have been equally well pleased had none of her own sex put in an appearance.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What is the average size of a picture?\" she asked. \"Perhaps two feet by two and a half,\" she said. Castalia made notes while Helen spoke, and when she had done, and we were trying not to meet each other's eyes, rose and said, \"At your wish I spent last week at Oxbridge, disguised as a charwoman. I thus had access to the rooms of several Professors and will now attempt to give you some idea--only,\" she broke off, \"I can't think how to do it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She sent Agnes running for Dr. Holmes. Her husband, she said, was mad. He scarcely knew her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\". . . The accumulations of a lifetime wasted,\" continued Mr. pepper. \"He had accumulations enough to fill a barn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Two degrees higher than it was yesterday,\" said St. John. \"I wonder where these nuts come from,\" he observed, taking a nut out of the plate, turning it over in his fingers, and looking at it curiously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And then I came into the room. They were discussing botany. I said how I'd seen a flower growing on a dust heap on the site of an old house in Kingsway. The seed, I said, must have been sown in the reign of Charles the First. What flowers grew in the reign of Charles the First?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Bitterly she cursed her husband who had made her a lady of adventure instead of what nature intended, \"a harmless household dove\". More and more wildly she ransacked her brains for anecdotes, memories, scandals, views about the bottomless nature of the sea, the inflammable character of the earth--anything that would fill a page and earn her a guinea. She remembered that she had eaten plovers' eggs with Swift. \"Here, Hussey,\" said he, \"is a Plover's egg. King William used to give crowns apiece for them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As nobody said, \"What?\" he merely extracted a bottle and swallowed a pill. The piece of information that died within him was to the effect that three hundred years ago five Elizabethan barques had anchored where the Euphrosyne now floated. Half-drawn up upon the beach lay an equal number of Spanish galleons, unmanned, for the country was still a virgin land behind a veil. Slipping across the water, the English sailors bore away bars of silver, bales of linen, timbers of cedar wood, golden crucifixes knobbed with emeralds. When the Spaniards came down from their drinking, a fight ensued, the two parties churning up the sand, and driving each other into the surf.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But all the time the door of the cage was ajar. Raids were made into what Mr. Nevill calls \"Upper Bohemia\"; from which Lady Dorothy returned with \"authors, journalists, actors, actresses, or other agreeable and amusing people\". Lady Dorothy's judgement is proved by the fact that they seldom misbehaved, and some indeed became quite domesticated, and wrote her \"very gracefully turned letters\". But once or twice she made a flight beyond the cage herself. \"These horrors\", she said, alluding to the middle class, \"are so clever and we are so stupid; but then look how well they are educated, while our children learn nothing but how to spend their parents' money!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The lives of these people,\" she tried to explain, \"the aimlessness, the way they live. One goes from one to another, and it's all the same. One never gets what one wants out of any of them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Peter Walsh! All three, Lady Bruton, Hugh Whitbread, and Richard Dalloway, remembered the same thing--how passionately Peter had been in love; been rejected; gone to India; come a cropper; made a mess of things; and Richard Dalloway had a very great liking for the dear old fellow too. Milly Brush saw that; saw a depth in the brown of his eyes; saw him hesitate; consider; which interested her, as Mr. Dalloway always interested her, for what was he thinking, she wondered, about Peter Walsh?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Only a thousand a year and perfect freedom,\" he replied. \"How many people in London d'you think have that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Not only have we all this to separate us from Russian literature, but a much more serious barrier--the difference of language. Of all those who feasted upon Tolstoi, Dostoevsky, and Tchekov during the past twenty years, not more than one or two perhaps have been able to read them in Russian. Our estimate of their qualities has been formed by critics who have never read a word of Russian, or seen Russia, or even heard the language spoken by natives; who have had to depend, blindly and implicitly, upon the work of translators.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Near by, Miss Allan was reading her letters too. They were not altogether pleasant, as could be seen from the slight rigidity which came over her large fine face as she finished reading them and replaced them neatly in their envelopes. The lines of care and responsibility on her face made her resemble an elderly man rather than a woman. The letters brought her news of the failure of last year's fruit crop in New Zealand, which was a serious matter, for Hubert, her only brother, made his living on a fruit farm, and if it failed again, of course, he would throw up his place, come back to England, and what were they to do with him this time? The journey out here, which meant the loss of a term's work, became an extravagance and not the just and wonderful holiday due to her after fifteen years of punctual lecturing and correcting essays upon English literature.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There's Elizabeth, he said, she feels not half what we feel, not yet. But, said Sally, watching Elizabeth go to her father, one can see they are devoted to each other. She could feel it by the way Elizabeth went to her father.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That she does not say. But she describes the attitude of the educated people--who should know better--as callous in the extreme. Of course, my sister-in-law is one of those active modern women, who always takes things up, you know--the kind of woman one admires, though one does not feel, at least I do not feel--but then she has a constitution of iron.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Shall we?\" said Hewet, and they clasped hands and swept off magnificently into the great swirling pool. Although this was only the second time they had met, the first time they had seen a man and woman kissing each other, and the second time Mr. Hewet had found that a young woman angry is very like a child. So that when they joined hands in the dance they felt more at their ease than is usual.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Hewet turned his full face towards the window. They could see that he had large eyes obscured by glasses; his complexion was rosy, his lips clean-shaven; and, seen among ordinary people, it appeared to be an interesting face. He came straight towards them, but his eyes were fixed not upon the eavesdroppers but upon a spot where the curtain hung in folds.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Meanwhile I shall undress,\" said Hirst. When naked of all but his shirt, and bent over the basin, Mr. Hirst no longer impressed one with the majesty of his intellect, but with the pathos of his young yet ugly body, for he stooped, and he was so thin that there were dark lines between the different bones of his neck and shoulders.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One would conclude that human beings were happy, endowed with such blindness to fate, so indefatigable an interest in their own activities, were it not for those sudden and astonishing apparitions staring in at us, all taut and pale in their determination never to be forgotten, men who have just missed fame, men who have passionately desired redress--men like Haydon, and Mark Pattison, and the Rev. Blanco White. And in the whole world there is probably but one person who looks up for a moment and tries to interpret the menacing face, the furious beckoning fist, before, in the multitude of human affairs, fragments of faces, echoes of voices, flying coat-tails, and bonnet strings disappearing down the shrubbery walks, one's attention is distracted for ever. What is that enormous wheel, for example, careering downhill in Berkshire in the eighteenth-century? It runs faster and faster; suddenly a youth jumps out from within; next moment it leaps over the edge of a chalk pit and is dashed to smithereens.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Thank you, dear,\" he said, and, as he held his plate out, sighed audibly, \"Ah! she's not like her mother.\" Helen was just too late in thumping her tumbler on the table to prevent Rachel from hearing, and from blushing scarlet with embarrassment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Just behind the stuffed leopard Mr. Elliot was playing chess with Mr. Pepper. He was being defeated, naturally, for Mr. Pepper scarcely took his eyes off the board, and Mr. Elliot kept leaning back in his chair and throwing out remarks to a gentleman who had only arrived the night before, a tall handsome man, with a head resembling the head of an intellectual ram. After a few remarks of a general nature had passed, they were discovering that they knew some of the same people, as indeed had been obvious from their appearance directly they saw each other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Until one,\" he repeated. \"And you'll find yourself some employment, eh? Scales, French, a little German, eh? There's Mr. Pepper who knows more about separable verbs than any man in Europe, eh?\" and he went off laughing. Rachel laughed, too, as indeed she had laughed ever since she could remember, without thinking it funny, but because she admired her father.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Two roads led out of the town on the eastern side; one branched off towards the Ambroses' villa, the other struck into the country, eventually reaching a village on the plain, but many footpaths, which had been stamped in the earth when it was wet, led off from it, across great dry fields, to scattered farm-houses, and the villas of rich natives. Hewet stepped off the road on to one of these, in order to avoid the hardness and heat of the main road, the dust of which was always being raised in small clouds by carts and ramshackle flies which carried parties of festive peasants, or turkeys swelling unevenly like a bundle of air balls beneath a net, or the brass bedstead and black wooden boxes of some newly wedded pair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Miss Allan looked at Rachel quietly, saying nothing; she suspected that there were difficulties of some kind. Then she put her hand to the back of her head, and discovered that one of the grey coils of hair had come loose.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "His generals, in the early part of his reign, attempted the reduction of Aethiopia and Arabia Felix. They marched near a thousand miles to the south of the tropic; but the heat of the climate soon repelled the invaders and protected the unwarlike natives of those sequestered regions. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was not conscious. There was no recognition in it of one fortune, or fate, and for that very reason even to those dazed with watching for the last shivers of consciousness on the faces of the dying, consoling. Forgetfulness in people might wound, their ingratitude corrode, but this voice, pouring endlessly, year in year out, would take whatever it might be; this vow; this van; this life; this procession, would wrap them all about and carry them on, as in the rough stream of a glacier the ice holds a splinter of bone, a blue petal, some oak trees, and rolls them on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When they were settled in, and in train to find daily occupation, there was some speculation as to the reasons which induced Mr. Pepper to stay, taking up his lodging in the Ambroses' house. Efforts had been made for some days before landing to impress upon him the advantages of the Amazons.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"This is the dance for people who don't know how to dance!\" she cried. The tune changed to a minuet; St. John hopped with incredible swiftness first on his left leg, then on his right; the tune flowed melodiously; Hewet, swaying his arms and holding out the tails of his coat, swam down the room in imitation of the voluptuous dreamy dance of an Indian maiden dancing before her Rajah. The tune marched; and Miss Allen advanced with skirts extended and bowed profoundly to the engaged pair. Once their feet fell in with the rhythm they showed a complete lack of self-consciousness. From Mozart Rachel passed without stopping to old English hunting songs, carols, and hymn tunes, for, as she had observed, any good tune, with a little management, became a tune one could dance to.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But when he had stood thus for a time a noise in the house roused him; he turned instinctively and went into the drawing-room. The sight of the lamp-lit room brought back so abruptly all that he had forgotten that he stood for a moment unable to move. He remembered everything, the hour, the minute even, what point they had reached, and what was to come. He cursed himself for making believe for a minute that things were different from what they are. The night was now harder to face than ever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There are three stages of convalescence, I always say,\" broke in the hearty voice of Willoughby. \"The milk stage, the bread-and-butter stage, and the roast-beef stage. I should say you were at the bread-and-butter stage.\" He handed him the plate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sombrius is one of these sons of sorrow. He thinks himself obliged in duty to be sad and disconsolate. He looks on a sudden fit of laughter as a breach of his baptismal vow. An innocent jest startles him like blasphemy. Tell him of one who is advanced to a title of honour, he lifts up his hands and eyes; describe a public ceremony, he shakes his head; shew him a gay equipage, he blesses himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Why is it that they won't be honest?\" he muttered to himself as he went upstairs. Why was it that relations between different people were so unsatisfactory, so fragmentary, so hazardous, and words so dangerous that the instinct to sympathise with another human being was an instinct to be examined carefully and probably crushed? What had Evelyn really wished to say to him? What was she feeling left alone in the empty hall? The mystery of life and the unreality even of one's own sensations overcame him as he walked down the corridor which led to his room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mr. Hewet, you bow to me.\" It was evident at once that Miss Allan was the only one of them who had a thoroughly sound knowledge of the figures of the dance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It takes all sorts to make a world,\" said her husband. \"There would never be a government if there weren't an opposition.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here then, in spite of all contradictions and of all qualifications, is something definite. These essays are an attempt to communicate a soul. On this point at least he is explicit. It is not fame that he wants; it is not that men shall quote him in years to come; he is setting up no statue in the market-place; he wishes only to communicate his soul. Communication is health; communication is truth; communication is happiness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Before you say any more, I want to know--am I to stay in the room? Because,\" she added, \"I have to confess that I am an impure woman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Somehow it was her disaster--her disgrace. It was her punishment to see sink and disappear here a man, there a woman, in this profound darkness, and she forced to stand here in her evening dress. She had schemed; she had pilfered. She was never wholly admirable. She had wanted success.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is too late,\" I replied. \"We cannot provide even for the children that we have.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel agreed. So it would go on for ever and ever, she said, those women sitting under the trees, the trees and the river. They turned away and began to walk through the trees, leaning, without fear of discovery, upon each other's arms. They had not gone far before they began to assure each other once more that they were in love, were happy, were content; but why was it so painful being in love, why was there so much pain in happiness?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Flushing could not resist such an opportunity. She gulped down the Ode to Aphrodite during the Litany, keeping herself with difficulty from asking when Sappho lived, and what else she wrote worth reading, and contriving to come in punctually at the end with \"the forgiveness of sins, the Resurrection of the body, and the life everlastin'. Amen.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Proportion has a sister, less smiling, more formidable, a Goddess even now engaged--in the heat and sands of India, the mud and swamp of Africa, the purlieus of London, wherever in short the climate or the devil tempts men to fall from the true belief which is her own--is even now engaged in dashing down shrines, smashing idols, and setting up in their place her own stern countenance. Conversion is her name and she feasts on the wills of the weakly, loving to impress, to impose, adoring her own features stamped on the face of the populace. At Hyde Park Corner on a tub she stands preaching; shrouds herself in white and walks penitentially disguised as brotherly love through factories and parliaments; offers help, but desires power; smites out of her way roughly the dissentient, or dissatisfied; bestows her blessing on those who, looking upward, catch submissively from her eyes the light of their own. This lady too (Rezia Warren Smith divined it) had her dwelling in Sir William's heart, though concealed, as she mostly is, under some plausible disguise; some venerable name; love, duty, self sacrifice. How he would work--how toil to raise funds, propagate reforms, initiate institutions!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Perhaps it was the middle of January in the present year that I first looked up and saw the mark on the wall. In order to fix a date it is necessary to remember what one saw. So now I think of the fire; the steady film of yellow light upon the page of my book; the three chrysanthemums in the round glass bowl on the mantelpiece. Yes, it must have been the winter time, and we had just finished our tea, for I remember that I was smoking a cigarette when I looked up and saw the mark on the wall for the first time. I looked up through the smoke of my cigarette and my eye lodged for a moment upon the burning coals, and that old fancy of the crimson flag flapping from the castle tower came into my mind, and I thought of the cavalcade of red knights riding up the side of the black rock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"This is a very familiar position for me!\" smiled Mrs. Thornbury. \"I have brought out five daughters--and they all loved dancing! You love it too, Miss Vinrace?\" she asked, looking at Rachel with maternal eyes. \"I know I did when I was your age. How I used to beg my mother to let me stay--and now I sympathise with the poor mothers--but I sympathise with the daughters too!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In much the same way as Mrs. Chailey downstairs was sweeping the withered rose-leaves off the dressing-table, so Helen was anxious to make things straight again after the visitors had gone. Rachel's obvious languor and listlessness made her an easy prey, and indeed Helen had devised a kind of trap. That something had happened she now felt pretty certain; moreover, she had come to think that they had been strangers long enough; she wished to know what the girl was like, partly of course because Rachel showed no disposition to be known. So, as they turned from the rail, she said:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So the talk runs in Ben Jonson's Silent Woman, knocked into shape by interruptions, sharpened by collisions, and never allowed to settle into stagnancy or swell into turbidity. But the publicity of the stage and the perpetual presence of a second person were hostile to that growing consciousness of one's self, that brooding in solitude over the mysteries of the soul, which, as the years went by, sought expression and found a champion in the sublime genius of Sir Thomas Browne. His immense egotism has paved the way for all psychological novelists, autobiographers, confession-mongers, and dealers in the curious shades of our private life. He it was who first turned from the contacts of men with men to their lonely life within. \"The world that I regard is myself; it is the microcosm of my own frame that I cast mine eye on; for the other I use it but like my globe, and turn it round sometimes for my recreation.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed no change could have been greater. On both banks of the river lay an open lawn-like space, grass covered and planted, for the gentleness and order of the place suggested human care, with graceful trees on the top of little mounds. As far as they could gaze, this lawn rose and sank with the undulating motion of an old English park. The change of scene naturally suggested a change of position, grateful to most of them. They rose and leant over the rail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Now they can't roll any more,\" he said cheerfully. Nevertheless she lay gazing at the same spot, and paid him no further attention although he spoke to her. He became so profoundly wretched that he could not endure to sit with her, but wandered about until he found St. John, who was reading The Times in the verandah. He laid it aside patiently, and heard all that Terence had to say about delirium. He was very patient with Terence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Thus each of these boys and girls has the world to begin and the battle to fight for himself. The situation thus created was entirely to Defoe's liking. From her very birth or with half a year's respite at most, Moll Flanders, the most notable of them, is goaded by \"that worst of devils, poverty\", forced to earn her living as soon as she can sew, driven from place to place, making no demands upon her creator for the subtle domestic atmosphere which he was unable to supply, but drawing upon him for all he knew of strange people and customs. From the outset the burden of proving her right to exist is laid upon her. She has to depend entirely upon her own wits and judgement, and to deal with each emergency as it arises by a rule-of-thumb morality which she has forged in her own head.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But other people got between them in the street, obstructing him, blotting her out. He pursued; she changed. There was colour in her cheeks; mockery in her eyes; he was an adventurer, reckless, he thought, swift, daring, indeed (landed as he was last night from India) a romantic buccaneer, careless of all these damned proprieties, yellow dressing-gowns, pipes, fishing-rods, in the shop windows; and respectability and evening parties and spruce old men wearing white slips beneath their waistcoats. He was a buccaneer. On and on she went, across Piccadilly, and up Regent Street, ahead of him, her cloak, her gloves, her shoulders combining with the fringes and the laces and the feather boas in the windows to make the spirit of finery and whimsy which dwindled out of the shops on to the pavement, as the light of a lamp goes wavering at night over hedges in the darkness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For perhaps two minutes Miss Allan had been standing at a little distance looking at the couple lying back so peacefully in their arm-chairs. She could not make up her mind whether to disturb them or not, and then, seeming to recollect something, she came across the hall. The sound of her approach woke Terence, who sat up and rubbed his eyes. He heard Miss Allan talking to Rachel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A man,\" she repeated, and a curious sense of possession coming over her, it struck her that she might now touch him; she put out her hand and lightly touched his cheek. His fingers followed where hers had been, and the touch of his hand upon his face brought back the overpowering sense of unreality. This body of his was unreal; the whole world was unreal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I never knew there'd been any one else,\" said Rachel. She was clearly surprised, but all they said was said low and inexpressively, because they were speaking out into the cool dark night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel approached awkwardly. She held out her hand, but withdrew it. \"It's all wet,\" she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I presume that there are not many examples of an individual who has been a party in six distinct suits before the Court of King's Bench within the space of three years\", his biographer remarks; and adds that Bentley won them all. It is difficult to deny his conclusion that though Dr. Bentley might have been a first-rate lawyer or a great soldier \"such a display suited any character rather than that of a learned and dignified clergyman\". Not all these disputes, however, sprung from his love of literature. The charges against which he had to defend himself were directed against him as Master of Trinity College, Cambridge. He was habitually absent from chapel; his expenditure upon building and upon his household was excessive; he used the college seal at meetings which did not consist of the statutable number of sixteen, and so on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We're off!\" said Mr. Pepper. Other ships, as sad as she, answered her outside on the river. The chuckling and hissing of water could be plainly heard, and the ship heaved so that the steward bringing plates had to balance himself as he drew the curtain. There was a pause.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Elliot had a profound knowledge of Coptic, which he concealed as far as possible, and quoted French phrases so exquisitely that it was hard to believe that he could also speak the ordinary tongue. He had an immense respect for the French.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is the climate that is impossible. If we try to think of Sophocles here, we must annihilate the smoke and the damp and the thick wet mists. We must sharpen the lines of the hills. We must imagine a beauty of stone and earth rather than of woods and greenery. With warmth and sunshine and months of brilliant, fine weather, life of course is instantly changed; it is transacted out of doors, with the result, known to all who visit Italy, that small incidents are debated in the street, not in the sitting-room, and become dramatic; make people voluble; inspire in them that sneering, laughing, nimbleness of wit and tongue peculiar to the Southern races, which has nothing in common with the slow reserve, the low half-tones, the brooding introspective melancholy of people accustomed to live more than half the year indoors.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He blacked the King's boots or counted bottles at Windsor, Peter told her. Peter kept his sharp tongue still! But Sally must be frank, Peter said. That kiss now, Hugh's.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "How nice it must be, she said, in the country, struggling, as Mr. Whittaker had told her, with that violent grudge against the world which had scorned her, sneered at her, cast her off, beginning with this indignity--the infliction of her unlovable body which people could not bear to see. Do her hair as she might, her forehead remained like an egg, bald, white. No clothes suited her. She might buy anything. And for a woman, of course, that meant never meeting the opposite sex.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Going and coming, beckoning, signalling, so the light and shadow which now made the wall grey, now the bananas bright yellow, now made the Strand grey, now made the omnibuses bright yellow, seemed to Septimus Warren Smith lying on the sofa in the sitting-room; watching the watery gold glow and fade with the astonishing sensibility of some live creature on the roses, on the wall-paper. Outside the trees dragged their leaves like nets through the depths of the air; the sound of water was in the room and through the waves came the voices of birds singing. Every power poured its treasures on his head, and his hand lay there on the back of the sofa, as he had seen his hand lie when he was bathing, floating, on the top of the waves, while far away on shore he heard dogs barking and barking far away. Fear no more, says the heart in the body; fear no more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For the first time for days he was speaking as he used to do! Of course it was--absurdly small, she said. But Mrs. Peters had chosen it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Now I'm going to begin at the beginning,\" he said resolutely. \"I'm going to tell you what I ought to have told you before. In the first place, I've never been in love with other women, but I've had other women. Then I've great faults. I'm very lazy, I'm moody--\" He persisted, in spite of her exclamation, \"You've got to know the worst of me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had gone in to dinner rather late, from some idiotic idea of making himself felt, and had sat down by old Miss Parry--Aunt Helena--Mr. Parry's sister, who was supposed to preside. There she sat in her white Cashmere shawl, with her head against the window--a formidable old lady, but kind to him, for he had found her some rare flower, and she was a great botanist, marching off in thick boots with a black collecting-box slung between her shoulders. He sat down beside her, and couldn't speak. Everything seemed to race past him; he just sat there, eating.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There's a clever man in London called John who paints ever so much better than the old masters,\" Mrs. Flushing continued. \"His pictures excite me--nothin' that's old excites me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet was too much drugged by hours in the open air to make any reply. In fact every one of the party was sound asleep within ten minutes or so of each other, with the exception of Susan Warrington. She lay for a considerable time looking blankly at the wall opposite, her hands clasped above her heart, and her light burning by her side. All articulate thought had long ago deserted her; her heart seemed to have grown to the size of a sun, and to illuminate her entire body, shedding like the sun a steady tide of warmth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's white? Or only brown?\" Thus she herself murmured, examining a hair which gleamed suspiciously among the brown. She pulled it out and laid it on the dressing-table. She was criticising her own appearance, or rather approving of it, standing a little way back from the glass and looking at her own face with superb pride and melancholy, when her husband appeared in the doorway in his shirt sleeves, his face half obscured by a towel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He stopped, leant against the trunk of a tree, and gazed without seeing them at some stones scattered on the bank of the dry river-bed. He saw Rachel's face distinctly, the grey eyes, the hair, the mouth; the face that could look so many things--plain, vacant, almost insignificant, or wild, passionate, almost beautiful, yet in his eyes was always the same because of the extraordinary freedom with which she looked at him, and spoke as she felt. What would she answer? What did she feel? Did she love him, or did she feel nothing at all for him or for any other man, being, as she had said that afternoon, free, like the wind or the sea?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Now what's all this about?\" said Dr. Holmes in the most amiable way in the world. \"Talking nonsense to frighten your wife?\" But he would give him something to make him sleep. And if they were rich people, said Dr. Holmes, looking ironically round the room, by all means let them go to Harley Street; if they had no confidence in him, said Dr. Holmes, looking not quite so kind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, I was coming to that,\" said Evelyn M. She continued to rest her chin on her hands and to look intently ahead of her. \"I'm the daughter of a mother and no father, if that interests you,\" she said. \"It's not a very nice thing to be. It's what often happens in the country. She was a farmer's daughter, and he was rather a swell--the young man up at the great house.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Richard has improved. You are right,\" said Sally. \"I shall go and talk to him. I shall say good-night. What does the brain matter,\" said Lady Rosseter, getting up, \"compared with the heart?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How strange to be a woman! A young and beautiful woman,\" he continued sententiously, \"has the whole world at her feet. That's true, Miss Vinrace. You have an inestimable power--for good or for evil. What couldn't you do--\" he broke off.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So it went on, year after year. Nor was the arrogance of his behaviour always justified by the splendour or utility of the objects he had in view--the creation of the Backs, the erection of an observatory, the foundation of a laboratory. More trivial desires were gratified with the same tyranny. Sometimes he wanted coal; sometimes bread and ale; and then Madame Bentley, sending her servant with a snuff-box in token of authority, got from the butteries at the expense of the college a great deal more of these commodities than the college thought that Dr. Bentley ought to require. Again, when he had four pupils to lodge with him who paid him handsomely for their board, it was drawn from the College, at the command of the snuff-box, for nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's not Gibbon exactly,\" Helen pondered. \"It's the facts of life, I think--d'you see what I mean? What really goes on, what people feel, although they generally try to hide it? There's nothing to be frightened of. It's so much more beautiful than the pretences--always more interesting--always better, I should say, than that kind of thing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But you'll never see it!\" he exclaimed; \"because with all your virtues you don't, and you never will, care with every fibre of your being for the pursuit of truth! You've no respect for facts, Rachel; you're essentially feminine.\" She did not trouble to deny it, nor did she think good to produce the one unanswerable argument against the merits which Terence admired. St. John Hirst said that she was in love with him; she would never forgive that; but the argument was not one to appeal to a man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There will soon be very few hansom cabs left,\" said Mrs. Elliot. \"And four-wheeled cabs--I assure you even at Oxford it's almost impossible to get a four-wheeled cab.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They began pacing up and down the room, but although they came very near each other in their pacing, they took care not to touch each other. The hopelessness of their position overcame them both. They were impotent; they could never love each other sufficiently to overcome all these barriers, and they could never be satisfied with less. Realising this with intolerable keenness she stopped in front of him and exclaimed:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Because we expect great things of her,\" he continued, squeezing his daughter's arm and releasing her. \"But about you now.\" They sat down side by side on the little sofa. \"Did you leave the children well? They'll be ready for school, I suppose. Do they take after you or Ambrose?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My wife's brother,\" Ridley explained to Hilda, whom he failed to remember, \"has a house here, which he has lent us. I was sitting on a rock thinking of nothing at all when Elliot started up like a fairy in a pantomime.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Speaking truthfully, Mary Russell Mitford and Her Surroundings is not a good book. It neither enlarges the mind nor purifies the heart. There is nothing in it about Prime Ministers and not very much about Miss Mitford. Yet, as one is setting out to speak the truth, one must own that there are certain books which can be read without the mind and without the heart, but still with considerable enjoyment. To come to the point, the great merit of these scrapbooks, for they can scarcely be called biographies, is that they license mendacity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was a beautiful evening, still light enough to see a long way down the road, though the stars were coming out. The pillar-box was let into a high yellow wall where the lane met the road, and having dropped the letters into it, Helen was for turning back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What I want to know,\" she said aloud, \"is this: What is the truth? What's the truth of it all?\" She was speaking partly as herself, and partly as the heroine of the play she had just read. The landscape outside, because she had seen nothing but print for the space of two hours, now appeared amazingly solid and clear, but although there were men on the hill washing the trunks of olive trees with a white liquid, for the moment she herself was the most vivid thing in it--an heroic statue in the middle of the foreground, dominating the view. Ibsen's plays always left her in that condition. She acted them for days at a time, greatly to Helen's amusement; and then it would be Meredith's turn and she became Diana of the Crossways.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They began to walk back down the mossy path again. The sighing and creaking continued far overhead, and the jarring cries of animals. The butterflies were circling still in the patches of yellow sunlight. At first Terence was certain of his way, but as they walked he became doubtful. They had to stop to consider, and then to return and start once more, for although he was certain of the direction of the river he was not certain of striking the point where they had left the others.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Septimus Warren Smith, aged about thirty, pale-faced, beak-nosed, wearing brown shoes and a shabby overcoat, with hazel eyes which had that look of apprehension in them which makes complete strangers apprehensive too. The world has raised its whip; where will it descend?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No? Well, then I shall make a point of sending you a copy. The Speech on the French Revolution--The American Rebellion? Which shall it be, I wonder?\" He noted something in his pocket-book. \"And then you must write and tell me what you think of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The Ambroses had not lived for many years in London without knowing something of a good many people, by name at least, and Helen remembered hearing of the Flushings. Mr. Flushing was a man who kept an old furniture shop; he had always said he would not marry because most women have red cheeks, and would not take a house because most houses have narrow staircases, and would not eat meat because most animals bleed when they are killed; and then he had married an eccentric aristocratic lady, who certainly was not pale, who looked as if she ate meat, who had forced him to do all the things he most disliked--and this then was the lady. Helen looked at her with interest. They had moved out into the garden, where the tea was laid under a tree, and Mrs. Flushing was helping herself to cherry jam. She had a peculiar jerking movement of the body when she spoke, which caused the canary-coloured plume on her hat to jerk too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was St. John's duty to fetch what was needed from the town, so that Terence would sit all through the long hot hours alone in the drawing-room, near the open door, listening for any movement upstairs, or call from Helen. He always forgot to pull down the blinds, so that he sat in bright sunshine, which worried him without his knowing what was the cause of it. The room was terribly stiff and uncomfortable. There were hats in the chairs, and medicine bottles among the books. He tried to read, but good books were too good, and bad books were too bad, and the only thing he could tolerate was the newspaper, which with its news of London, and the movements of real people who were giving dinner-parties and making speeches, seemed to give a little background of reality to what was otherwise mere nightmare.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She had a right to his arm, though it was without feeling. He would give her, who was so simple, so impulsive, only twenty-four, without friends in England, who had left Italy for his sake, a piece of bone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Crude as her manners seemed to him, Richard was flattered. There could be no doubt that her interest was genuine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it would not have been a success, their marriage. The other thing, after all, came so much more naturally.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "On the heels of her words he answered, \"This is happiness,\" upon which they guessed that the feeling had sprung in both of them the same time. They began therefore to describe how this felt and that felt, how like it was and yet how different; for they were very different.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I suppose we're all cowards when it comes to the point,\" said Mrs. Flushing, rubbing her cheek against the back of the chair. \"I'm sure I am.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I like you immensely,\" Hewet replied, speaking with the relief of a person who is unexpectedly given an opportunity of saying what he wants to say. He stopped moving the pebbles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The music was again beginning. Hirst's eye wandered about the room in search of Mrs. Ambrose. With the best will in the world he was conscious that they were not getting on well together.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But there is no need to pity Mr. Clutton Brock for this change in the essayist's conditions. He has clearly made the best of his circumstances and not the worst. One hesitates even to say that he has had to make any conscious effort in the matter, so naturally has he effected the transition from the private essayist to the public, from the drawing-room to the Albert Hall. Paradoxically enough, the shrinkage in size has brought about a corresponding expansion of individuality. We have no longer the \"I\" of Max and of Lamb, but the \"we\" of public bodies and other sublime personages.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But again (the question comes back and back), Are we reading Greek as it was written when we say this? When we read these few words cut on a tombstone, a stanza in a chorus, the end or the opening of a dialogue of Plato's, a fragment of Sappho, when we bruise our minds upon some tremendous metaphor in the Agamemnon instead of stripping the branch of its flowers instantly as we do in reading Lear--are we not reading wrongly? losing our sharp sight in the haze of associations? reading into Greek poetry not what they have but what we lack? Does not the whole of Greece heap itself behind every line of its literature?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, some do!\" cried Clarissa. \"My husband had to pass an irate lady every afternoon last session who said nothing else, I imagine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "This susceptibility to impressions had been his undoing no doubt. Still at his age he had, like a boy or a girl even, these alternations of mood; good days, bad days, for no reason whatever, happiness from a pretty face, downright misery at the sight of a frump. After India of course one fell in love with every woman one met. There was a freshness about them; even the poorest dressed better than five years ago surely; and to his eye the fashions had never been so becoming; the long black cloaks; the slimness; the elegance; and then the delicious and apparently universal habit of paint. Every woman, even the most respectable, had roses blooming under glass; lips cut with a knife; curls of Indian ink; there was design, art, everywhere; a change of some sort had undoubtedly taken place.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A very interesting fellow--that's what I always say,\" said Willoughby, distinguishing Mr. Grice. \"Though Rachel finds him a bore.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But, thank you, Lucy, oh, thank you,\" said Mrs. Dalloway, and thank you, thank you, she went on saying (sitting down on the sofa with her dress over her knees, her scissors, her silks), thank you, thank you, she went on saying in gratitude to her servants generally for helping her to be like this, to be what she wanted, gentle, generous-hearted. Her servants liked her. And then this dress of hers--where was the tear? and now her needle to be threaded. This was a favourite dress, one of Sally Parker's, the last almost she ever made, alas, for Sally had now retired, living at Ealing, and if ever I have a moment, thought Clarissa (but never would she have a moment any more), I shall go and see her at Ealing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I can't say I've ever thought 'how,'\" said Miss Vinrace. \"If one cares one doesn't think 'how,' Rachel,\" which was aimed at the niece who had never yet \"come\" to her aunts as cordially as they wished.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "These are the fine stories used effectively all through the West country to decoy \"the apt young men\" lounging by the harbour-side to leave their nets and fish for gold. But the voyagers were sober merchants into the bargain, citizens with the good of English trade and the welfare of English work-people at heart. The captains are reminded how necessary it is to find a market abroad for English wool; to discover the herb from which blue dyes are made; above all to make inquiry as to the methods of producing oil, since all attempts to make it from radish seed have failed. They are reminded of the misery of the English poor, whose crimes, brought about by poverty, make them \"daily consumed by the gallows\". They are reminded how the soil of England had been enriched by the discoveries of travellers in the past; how Dr. Linaker brought seeds of the damask rose and tulipas, and how beasts and plants and herbs, \"without which our life were to be said barbarous\", have all come to England gradually from abroad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We had a dog who was a bore and knew it,\" he said, addressing her in cool, easy tones. \"He was a Skye terrier, one of those long chaps, with little feet poking out from their hair like--like caterpillars--no, like sofas I should say. Well, we had another dog at the same time, a black brisk animal--a Schipperke, I think, you call them. You can't imagine a greater contrast. The Skye so slow and deliberate, looking up at you like some old gentleman in the club, as much as to say, 'You don't really mean it, do you?' and the Schipperke as quick as a knife.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As a cloud crosses the sun, silence falls on London; and falls on the mind. Effort ceases. Time flaps on the mast. There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, Rachel,\" she cried. \"It's like having a puppy in the house having you with one--a puppy that brings one's underclothes down into the hall.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Where is Smith, we ask, where is Liverpool? And the groves of Elizabethan drama echo \"Where?\" Exquisite is the delight, sublime the relief of being set free to wander in the land of the unicorn and the jeweller among dukes and grandees, Gonzaloes and Bellimperias, who spend their lives in murder and intrigue, dress up as men if they are women, as women if they are men, see ghosts, run mad, and die in the greatest profusion on the slightest provocation, uttering as they fall imprecations of superb vigour or elegies of the wildest despair. But soon the low, the relentless voice, which if we wish to identify it we must suppose typical of a reader fed on modern English literature, and French and Russian, asks why, then, with all this to stimulate and enchant these old plays are for long stretches of time so intolerably dull? Is it not that literature, if it is to keep us on the alert through five acts or thirty-two chapters must somehow be based on Smith, have one toe touching Liverpool, take off into whatever heights it pleases from reality?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's an odd thing to say to a young lady,\" he continued. \"But have you any idea what--what I mean by that? No, of course not. I don't use the word in a conventional sense. I use it as young men use it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Two or three people standing under the erect body of the stuffed leopard in the hall very soon had the matter decided. Evelyn slid a pace or two this way and that, and pronounced that the floor was excellent. Signor Rodriguez informed them of an old Spaniard who fiddled at weddings--fiddled so as to make a tortoise waltz; and his daughter, although endowed with eyes as black as coal-scuttles, had the same power over the piano. If there were any so sick or so surly as to prefer sedentary occupations on the night in question to spinning and watching others spin, the drawing-room and billiard-room were theirs. Hewet made it his business to conciliate the outsiders as much as possible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Drink--drugs,\" said Mr. Pepper with sinister conciseness. \"He left a commentary. Hopeless muddle, I'm told.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She walked about the room, dabbing her wet cheeks with a towel. Tears were now running down with the drops of cold water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here is nature once more at her old game of self-preservation. This train of thought, she perceives, is threatening mere waste of energy, even some collision with reality, for who will ever be able to lift a finger against Whitaker's Table of Precedency? The Archbishop of Canterbury is followed by the Lord High Chancellor; the Lord High Chancellor is followed by the Archbishop of York. Everybody follows somebody, such is the philosophy of Whitaker; and the great thing is to know who follows whom. Whitaker knows, and let that, so Nature counsels, comfort you, instead of enraging you; and if you can't be comforted, if you must shatter this hour of peace, think of the mark on the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They passed through the town and turned up the steep road, which was perfectly clear, though still unbordered by shadows. Partly because they were tired, and partly because the early light subdued them, they scarcely spoke, but breathed in the delicious fresh air, which seemed to belong to a different state of life from the air at midday. When they came to the high yellow wall, where the lane turned off from the road, Helen was for dismissing the two young men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The tower of Westminster Cathedral rose in front of her, the habitation of God. In the midst of the traffic, there was the habitation of God. Doggedly she set off with her parcel to that other sanctuary, the Abbey, where, raising her hands in a tent before her face, she sat beside those driven into shelter too; the variously assorted worshippers, now divested of social rank, almost of sex, as they raised their hands before their faces; but once they removed them, instantly reverent, middle class, English men and women, some of them desirous of seeing the wax works.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "I have long been addicted to the Gaming Table. I have lately taken to the Turf. I fear I frequently blaspheme. But I have never distributed religious tracts. All this was known to you and your Society.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was impervious to the romance of the situations in which he found himself. Every experience served only to fortify his character. He reflected, he observed, he improved himself daily. You can improve, Mr. Edgeworth used to tell his children, every day of your life. \"He used to say that with this power of improving they might in time be anything, and without it in time they would be nothing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Colonel and Mrs. Garrod ... Mr. Hugh Whitbread ... Mr. Bowley ... Mrs. Hilbery ... Lady Mary Maddox ... Mr. Quin ... intoned Wilkin. She had six or seven words with each, and they went on, they went into the rooms; into something now, not nothing, since Ralph Lyon had beat back the curtain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't care a fig one way or t'other,\" said Ambrose. \"If any creature is so deluded as to think that a vote does him or her any good, let him have it. He'll soon learn better.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Ann married Mr. G., of course--of course. The words toll persistently through these obscure volumes. For in the vast world to which the memoir writers admit us there is a solemn sense of something unescapable, of a wave gathering beneath the frail flotilla and carrying it on. One thinks of Colchester in 1800. Scribbling verses, reading Montgomery--so they begin; the Hills, the Stapletons, the Strutts disperse and disappear as one knew they would; but here, after long years, is Ann still scribbling, and at last here is the poet Montgomery himself in her very house, and she begging him to consecrate her child to poetry by just holding him in his arms, and he refusing (for he is a bachelor), but taking her for a walk, and they hear the thunder, and she thinks it the artillery, and he says in a voice which she will never, never forget: \"Yes!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed now you can't sit praying any longer. Kruger's sunk beneath the clouds--washed over as with a painter's brush of liquid grey, to which he adds a tinge of black--even the tip of the truncheon gone now. That's what always happens! Just as you've seen him, felt him, someone interrupts. It's Hilda now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At the outset in reading an Elizabethan play we are overcome by the extraordinary discrepancy between the Elizabethan view of reality and our own. The reality to which we have grown accustomed, is, speaking roughly, based upon the life and death of some knight called Smith, who succeeded his father in the family business of pitwood importers, timber merchants and coal exporters, was well known in political, temperance, and church circles, did much for the poor of Liverpool, and died last Wednesday of pneumonia while on a visit to his son at Muswell Hill. That is the world we know. That is the reality which our poets and novelists have to expound and illuminate. Then we open the first Elizabethan play that comes to hand and read how", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Luck, Mr. Hewet?\" said his partner, a middle-aged lady with spectacles. \"I assure you, Mrs. Paley, our success is due solely to our brilliant play.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As for Buckingham Palace (like an old prima donna facing the audience all in white) you can't deny it a certain dignity, he considered, nor despise what does, after all, stand to millions of people (a little crowd was waiting at the gate to see the King drive out) for a symbol, absurd though it is; a child with a box of bricks could have done better, he thought; looking at the memorial to Queen Victoria (whom he could remember in her horn spectacles driving through Kensington), its white mound, its billowing motherliness; but he liked being ruled by the descendant of Horsa; he liked continuity; and the sense of handing on the traditions of the past. It was a great age in which to have lived. Indeed, his own life was a miracle; let him make no mistake about it; here he was, in the prime of life, walking to his house in Westminster to tell Clarissa that he loved her. Happiness is this he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Clarissa once, going on top of an omnibus with him somewhere, Clarissa superficially at least, so easily moved, now in despair, now in the best of spirits, all aquiver in those days and such good company, spotting queer little scenes, names, people from the top of a bus, for they used to explore London and bring back bags full of treasures from the Caledonian market--Clarissa had a theory in those days--they had heaps of theories, always theories, as young people have. It was to explain the feeling they had of dissatisfaction; not knowing people; not being known. For how could they know each other? You met every day; then not for six months, or years. It was unsatisfactory, they agreed, how little one knew people.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And then Lady Lovejoy stiffened. \"Lady and Miss Lovejoy,\" she said to Mr. Wilkins (hired for parties). He had an admirable manner, as he bent and straightened himself, bent and straightened himself and announced with perfect impartiality \"Lady and Miss Lovejoy ... Sir John and Lady Needham ... Miss Weld ... Mr. Walsh.\" His manner was admirable; his family life must be irreproachable, except that it seemed impossible that a being with greenish lips and shaven cheeks could ever have blundered into the nuisance of children.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was an awful evening! He grew more and more gloomy, not about that only; about everything. And he couldn't see her; couldn't explain to her; couldn't have it out. There were always people about--she'd go on as if nothing had happened. That was the devilish part of her--this coldness, this woodenness, something very profound in her, which he had felt again this morning talking to her; an impenetrability.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, you must take the responsibility,\" he said. \"I've made up my mind; I shall go to the Bar.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In many ways, her mother felt, she was extremely immature, like a child still, attached to dolls, to old slippers; a perfect baby; and that was charming. But then, of course, there was in the Dalloway family the tradition of public service. Abbesses, principals, head mistresses, dignitaries, in the republic of women--without being brilliant, any of them, they were that. She penetrated a little further in the direction of St. Paul's. She liked the geniality, sisterhood, motherhood, brotherhood of this uproar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "[15]How violent these are two quotations will show. \"It [Told by an Idiot] should be read as the Tempest should be read, and as Gulliver's Travels should be read, for if Miss Macaulay's poetic gift happens to be less sublime than those of the author of the Tempest, and if her irony happens to be less tremendous than that of the author of Gulliver's Travels, her justice and wisdom are no less noble than theirs. \"--The Daily News.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Kilman arrives just as we've done lunch,\" she said. \"Elizabeth turns pink. They shut themselves up. I suppose they're praying.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "To what, to where? She opened the door, and, putting her umbrella in the stand--that goes without saying; so, too, the whiff of beef from the basement; dot, dot, dot. But what I cannot thus eliminate, what I must, head down, eyes shut, with the courage of a battalion and the blindness of a bull, charge and disperse are, indubitably, the figures behind the ferns, commercial travellers. There I've hidden them all this time in the hope that somehow they'd disappear, or better still emerge, as indeed they must, if the story's to go on gathering richness and rotundity, destiny and tragedy, as stories should, rolling along with it two, if not three, commercial travellers and a whole grove of aspidistra. \"The fronds of the aspidistra only partly concealed the commercial traveller--\" Rhododendrons would conceal him utterly, and into the bargain give me my fling of red and white, for which I starve and strive; but rhododendrons in Eastbourne--in December--on the Marshes' table--no, no, I dare not; it's all a matter of crusts and cruets, frills and ferns.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Hirst. A shade of depression crossed his face. \"I've never weighed more than ten stone in my life,\" he said, \"which is ridiculous, considering my height, and I've actually gone down in weight since we came here. I daresay that accounts for the rheumatism.\" Again he jerked his wrist back sharply, so that Helen might hear the grinding of the chalk stones. She could not help smiling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It was practically true,\" she replied. \"But I also play the piano very well,\" she said, \"better, I expect than any one in this room. You are the most distinguished man in England, aren't you?\" she asked shyly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The play--'Tis pity she's a Whore--upon which this judgement is chiefly based shows us the whole nature of Annabella spun from pole to pole in a series of tremendous vicissitudes. First, her brother tells her that he loves her; next she confesses her love for him; next finds herself with child by him; next forces herself to marry Soranzo; next is discovered; next repents; finally is killed, and it is her lover and brother who kills her. To trace the trail of feelings which such crises and calamities might be expected to breed in a woman of ordinary sensibility might have filled volumes. A dramatist of course has no volumes to fill. He is forced to contract.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And the loneliness!\" he continued. A vision of walking with her through the streets of London came before his eyes. \"We will go for walks together,\" he said. The simplicity of the idea relieved them, and for the first time they laughed. They would have liked had they dared to take each other by the hand, but the consciousness of eyes fixed on them from behind had not yet deserted them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Clarissa guessed; Clarissa knew of course; she had seen something white, magical, circular, in the footman's hand, a disc inscribed with a name,--the Queen's, the Prince of Wales's, the Prime Minister's?--which, by force of its own lustre, burnt its way through (Clarissa saw the car diminishing, disappearing), to blaze among candelabras, glittering stars, breasts stiff with oak leaves, Hugh Whitbread and all his colleagues, the gentlemen of England, that night in Buckingham Palace. And Clarissa, too, gave a party. She stiffened a little; so she would stand at the top of her stairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Proportion, divine proportion, Sir William's goddess, was acquired by Sir William walking hospitals, catching salmon, begetting one son in Harley Street by Lady Bradshaw, who caught salmon herself and took photographs scarcely to be distinguished from the work of professionals. Worshipping proportion, Sir William not only prospered himself but made England prosper, secluded her lunatics, forbade childbirth, penalised despair, made it impossible for the unfit to propagate their views until they, too, shared his sense of proportion--his, if they were men, Lady Bradshaw's if they were women (she embroidered, knitted, spent four nights out of seven at home with her son), so that not only did his colleagues respect him, his subordinates fear him, but the friends and relations of his patients felt for him the keenest gratitude for insisting that these prophetic Christs and Christesses, who prophesied the end of the world, or the advent of God, should drink milk in bed, as Sir William ordered; Sir William with his thirty years' experience of these kinds of cases, and his infallible instinct, this is madness, this sense; in fact, his sense of proportion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Our optimism, then, is largely instinctive. It springs from the fine day and the wine and the talk; it springs from the fact that when life throws up such treasures daily, daily suggests more than the most voluble can express, much though we admire the dead, we prefer life as it is. There is something about the present which we would not exchange, though we were offered a choice of all past ages to live in. And modern literature, with all its imperfections, has the same hold on us and the same fascination. It is like a relation whom we snub and scarify daily, but, after all, cannot do without.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If only your ship is going to treat us kindly!\" she exclaimed, drawing Willoughby into play. For the sake of guests, and these were distinguished, Willoughby was ready with a bow of his head to vouch for the good behaviour even of the waves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was then a very long pause, which threatened to be final, when, mercifully, a bird about the size of a magpie, but of a metallic blue colour, appeared on the section of the terrace that could be seen from where they sat. Mrs. Thornbury was led to enquire whether we should like it if all our rooks were blue--\"What do you think, William?\" she asked, touching her husband on the knee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nearer they come; cease at the doorway. The wind falls, the rain slides silver down the glass. Our eyes darken; we hear no steps beside us; we see no lady spread her ghostly cloak. His hands shield the lantern. \"Look,\" he breathes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of course, one sees all that,\" she thought, meaning that one sees that he is big and burly, and has a great booming voice, and a fist and a will of his own; \"but--\" here she slipped into a fine analysis of him which is best represented by one word, \"sentimental,\" by which she meant that he was never simple and honest about his feelings. For example, he seldom spoke of the dead, but kept anniversaries with singular pomp. She suspected him of nameless atrocities with regard to his daughter, as indeed she had always suspected him of bullying his wife. Naturally she fell to comparing her own fortunes with the fortunes of her friend, for Willoughby's wife had been perhaps the one woman Helen called friend, and this comparison often made the staple of their talk. Ridley was a scholar, and Willoughby was a man of business.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There's an abyss between us,\" said St. John. His voice sounded as if it issued from the depths of a cavern in the rocks. \"You're infinitely simpler than I am. Women always are, of course. That's the difficulty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The words did more to unite them than any amount of argument. As if they stood on the edge of a precipice they clung together. They knew that they could not separate; painful and terrible it might be, but they were joined for ever. They lapsed into silence, and after a time crept together in silence. Merely to be so close soothed them, and sitting side by side the divisions disappeared, and it seemed as if the world were once more solid and entire, and as if, in some strange way, they had grown larger and stronger.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There never will be a book, because some one else has written it for him,\" said Mr. Pepper with considerable acidity. \"That's what comes of putting things off, and collecting fossils, and sticking Norman arches on one's pigsties.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They're so stupid,\" said Hirst. \"You're sitting on my pyjamas.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Ambrose apologised for the interruption, and asked whether she might speak to him about a plan of hers. Would he consent to leave his daughter with them when they landed, instead of taking her on up the Amazons?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Meanwhile the room was filling up, for it was the day appointed to discuss the results of our observations. Everyone, I thought, felt as I did about Castalia. They kissed her and said how glad they were to see her again. At length, when we were all assembled, Jane rose and said that it was time to begin. She began by saying that we had now asked questions for over five years, and that though the results were bound to be inconclusive--here Castalia nudged me and whispered that she was not so sure about that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So we made ourselves into a society for asking questions. One of us was to visit a man-of-war; another was to hide herself in a scholar's study; another was to attend a meeting of business men; while all were to read books, look at pictures, go to concerts, keep our eyes open in the streets, and ask questions perpetually. We were very young. You can judge of our simplicity when I tell you that before parting that night we agreed that the objects of life were to produce good people and good books. Our questions were to be directed to finding out how far these objects were now attained by men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All on top of each other, embarrassed, laughing, words tumbled out--passing through London; heard from Clara Haydon; what a chance of seeing you! So I thrust myself in--without an invitation....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If any one deserves a thorough good rest it's you. Miss Ormerod,\" said Dr. Lipscomb, who had grown a little white over the ears. \"I should say the farmers of England ought to set up a statue to you, bring offerings of corn and wine--make you a kind of Goddess, eh--what was her name?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He watched her snip, shape, as one watches a bird hop, flit in the grass, without daring to move a finger. For the truth is (let her ignore it) that human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment. They hunt in packs. Their packs scour the desert and vanish screaming into the wilderness. They desert the fallen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's a very pretty blue,\" he said. \"But there's a little too much of it. Variety is essential to a view. Thus, if you have hills you ought to have a river; if a river, hills. The best view in the world in my opinion is that from Boars Hill on a fine day--it must be a fine day, mark you--A rug?--Oh, thank you, my dear .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The grey nurse resumed her knitting as Peter Walsh, on the hot seat beside her, began snoring. In her grey dress, moving her hands indefatigably yet quietly, she seemed like the champion of the rights of sleepers, like one of those spectral presences which rise in twilight in woods made of sky and branches. The solitary traveller, haunter of lanes, disturber of ferns, and devastator of great hemlock plants, looking up, suddenly sees the giant figure at the end of the ride.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's more like a landing than a room,\" she said. Indeed it had nothing of the shut stationary character of a room on shore. A table was rooted in the middle, and seats were stuck to the sides. Happily the tropical suns had bleached the tapestries to a faded blue-green colour, and the mirror with its frame of shells, the work of the steward's love, when the time hung heavy in the southern seas, was quaint rather than ugly. Twisted shells with red lips like unicorn's horns ornamented the mantelpiece, which was draped by a pall of purple plush from which depended a certain number of balls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm afraid right down in my heart that Alfred Perrot won't do. He's not strong, is he?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How odd it is!\" she continued impulsively. \"This time yesterday we'd never met. I was packing in a stuffy little room in the hotel. We know absolutely nothing about each other--and yet--I feel as if I did know you!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I believe you're thinking me a heartless flirt,\" she protested. \"But I don't care if you are. I don't care what any one thinks of me. Just because one's interested and likes to be friends with men, and talk to them as one talks to women, one's called a flirt.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He then wanted to know what people did at dances, seeing that he had only been to one thirty-five years ago, when nothing had seemed to him more meaningless and idiotic. Did they enjoy turning round and round to the screech of a fiddle? Did they talk, and say pretty things, and if so, why didn't they do it, under reasonable conditions? As for himself--he sighed and pointed at the signs of industry lying all about him, which, in spite of his sigh, filled his face with such satisfaction that his niece thought good to leave. On bestowing a kiss she was allowed to go, but not until she had bound herself to learn at any rate the Greek alphabet, and to return her French novel when done with, upon which something more suitable would be found for her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Would you care for anythin' but savin' yourself? Should I? No, no,\" she laughed, \"not one scrap--don't tell me. There's only two creatures the ordinary woman cares about,\" she continued, \"her child and her dog; and I don't believe it's even two with men. One reads a lot about love--that's why poetry's so dull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The ladies were going upstairs already, said Lucy; the ladies were going up, one by one, Mrs. Dalloway walking last and almost always sending back some message to the kitchen, \"My love to Mrs. Walker,\" that was it one night. Next morning they would go over the dishes--the soup, the salmon; the salmon, Mrs. Walker knew, as usual underdone, for she always got nervous about the pudding and left it to Jenny; so it happened, the salmon was always underdone. But some lady with fair hair and silver ornaments had said, Lucy said, about the entree, was it really made at home? But it was the salmon that bothered Mrs. Walker, as she spun the plates round and round, and pulled in dampers and pulled out dampers; and there came a burst of laughter from the dining-room; a voice speaking; then another burst of laughter--the gentlemen enjoying themselves when the ladies had gone. The tokay, said Lucy running in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Like a nun withdrawing, or a child exploring a tower, she went upstairs, paused at the window, came to the bathroom. There was the green linoleum and a tap dripping. There was an emptiness about the heart of life; an attic room. Women must put off their rich apparel. At midday they must disrobe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"May I sit by you?\" she said, smiling and breathing fast. \"I suppose I ought to be ashamed of myself,\" she went on, sitting down, \"at my age.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet no story more aptly illustrates the barrier which we perceive hereafter between Lady Dorothy and the outer world than the story of Charles Darwin and the blankets. Among her recreations Lady Dorothy made a hobby of growing orchids, and thus got into touch with \"the great naturalist\". Mrs. Darwin, inviting her to stay with them, remarked with apparent simplicity that she had heard that people who moved much in London society were fond of being tossed in blankets. \"I am afraid,\" her letter ended, \"we should hardly be able to offer you anything of that sort.\" Whether in fact the necessity of tossing Lady Dorothy in a blanket had been seriously debated at Down, or whether Mrs. Darwin obscurely hinted her sense of some incongruity between her husband and the lady of the orchids, we do not know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But one has to make up one's mind,\" said Evelyn. \"Or are you one of the people who doesn't believe in marriages and all that? Look here--this isn't fair, I do all the telling, and you tell nothing. Perhaps you're the same as your friend\"--she looked at him suspiciously; \"perhaps you don't like me?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What I find so tiresome about the sea is that there are no flowers in it. Imagine fields of hollyhocks and violets in mid-ocean! How divine!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah, there's your niece. She's promised. You're coming, aren't you?\" Having adopted the plan, she pursued it with the energy of a child.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Poor creature!\" she murmured to the sallow Spanish servant-girl who came out with the pigs and hens to receive them, \"no wonder you hardly look like a human being!\" Maria accepted the compliment with an exquisite Spanish grace. In Chailey's opinion they would have done better to stay on board an English ship, but none knew better than she that her duty commanded her to stay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Not old things--new things,\" interrupted Mrs. Flushing curtly. \"That is, if he takes my advice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They were perfectly happy now, she said, suddenly, putting the hat down. For she could say anything to him now. She could say whatever came into her head. That was almost the first thing she had felt about him, that night in the cafe when he had come in with his English friends. He had come in, rather shyly, looking round him, and his hat had fallen when he hung it up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "With a sudden impulse, with a violent anguish, for this woman was taking her daughter from her, Clarissa leant over the bannisters and cried out, \"Remember the party! Remember our party to-night!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He returned her glance and smiled, perceiving, much as she had done, the very small individual things about her which made her delightful to him. She was his for ever. This barrier being surmounted, innumerable delights lay before them both.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Such a training, at once so cloistered and so free, should have bred a lettered old maid, glad of her seclusion, and the writer perhaps of some volume of letters or translations from the classics, which we should still quote as proof of the cultivation of our ancestresses. But there was a wild streak in Margaret, a love of finery and extravagance and fame, which was for ever upsetting the orderly arrangements of nature. When she heard that the Queen, since the outbreak of the Civil War, had fewer maids-of-honour than usual, she had \"a great desire\" to become one of them. Her mother let her go against the judgement of the rest of the family, who, knowing that she had never left home and had scarcely been beyond their sight, justly thought that she might behave at Court to her disadvantage. \"Which indeed I did,\" Margaret confessed; \"for I was so bashful when I was out of my mother's, brothers', and sisters' sight that .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I want a book,\" she replied. \"Gibbon's History of the Roman Empire. May I have it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The villa was a roomy white house, which, as is the case with most continental houses, looked to an English eye frail, ramshackle, and absurdly frivolous, more like a pagoda in a tea-garden than a place where one slept. The garden called urgently for the services of gardener. Bushes waved their branches across the paths, and the blades of grass, with spaces of earth between them, could be counted. In the circular piece of ground in front of the verandah were two cracked vases, from which red flowers drooped, with a stone fountain between them, now parched in the sun. The circular garden led to a long garden, where the gardener's shears had scarcely been, unless now and then, when he cut a bough of blossom for his beloved.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hughling Elliot! Of course!\" Helen exclaimed. She ducked her head immediately, for at the sound of his name he looked up. The game went on for a few minutes, and was then broken up by the approach of a wheeled chair, containing a voluminous old lady who paused by the table and said:--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What can I tell you?\" Helen reflected, speaking more to herself in a rambling style than as a prophetess delivering a message. She forced herself to speak.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As he fumbled vaguely among the papers he saw a figure cross the tail of his eye, coming downstairs. He heard the swishing sound of skirts, and to his great surprise, Evelyn M. came up to him, laid her hand on the table as if to prevent him from taking up a paper, and said:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel had other questions on the tip of her tongue; or rather one enormous question, which she did not in the least know how to put into words. The talk appeared too airy to admit of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The youngest child, Eleanor, a little girl with a pale face, rather elongated features, and black hair, was left by herself in the drawing-room, a large sallow apartment with pillars, two chandeliers, for some reason enclosed in holland bags, and several octagonal tables some of inlaid wood and others of greenish malachite. At one of these little Eleanor Ormerod was seated in a high chair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hughling Elliot, who might have been expected to engage the old gentleman in argument, was absent at the moment. He now came up holding out a large square of cotton upon which a fine design was printed in pleasant bright colours that made his hand look pale.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When Eleanor Ormerod appeared at archery meetings and croquet tournaments young men pulled their whiskers and young ladies looked grave. It was so difficult to make friends with a girl who could talk of nothing but black beetles and earwigs--\"Yes, that's what she likes, isn't it queer?--Why, the other day Ellen, Mama's maid, heard from Jane, who's under-kitchenmaid at Sedbury House, that Eleanor tried to boil a beetle in the kitchen saucepan and he wouldn't die, and swam round and round, and she got into a terrible state and sent the groom all the way to Gloucester to fetch chloroform--all for an insect, my dear!--and she gives the cottagers shillings to collect beetles for her--and she spends hours in her bedroom cutting them up--and she climbs trees like a boy to find wasps' nests--oh, you can't think what they don't say about her in the village--for she does look so odd, dressed anyhow, with that great big nose and those bright little eyes, so like a caterpillar herself, I always think--but of course she's wonderfully clever and very good, too, both of them. Georgiana has a lending library for the cottagers, and Eleanor never misses a service--but there she is--that short pale girl in the large bonnet. Do go and talk to her, for I'm sure I'm too stupid, but you'd find plenty to say--\" But neither Fred nor Arthur, Henry nor William found anything to say--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"In my opinion,\" said Poll, who was growing crusty from always reading in the London Library, \"chastity is nothing but ignorance--a most discreditable state of mind. We should admit only the unchaste to our society. I vote that Castalia shall be our President.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Helen. She added, \"The season's begun,\" looking at the lights beneath them. She asked Maria in Spanish whether the hotel was not filling up with visitors. Maria informed her with pride that there would come a time when it was positively difficult to buy eggs--the shopkeepers would not mind what prices they asked; they would get them, at any rate, from the English.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You fell in love with me,\" he corrected her. \"You were in love with me all the time, only you didn't know it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When Helen came in an hour or two later, suddenly stopped her cheerful words, looked startled for a second and then unnaturally calm, the fact that she was ill was put beyond a doubt. It was confirmed when the whole household knew of it, when the song that some one was singing in the garden stopped suddenly, and when Maria, as she brought water, slipped past the bed with averted eyes. There was all the morning to get through, and then all the afternoon, and at intervals she made an effort to cross over into the ordinary world, but she found that her heat and discomfort had put a gulf between her world and the ordinary world which she could not bridge. At one point the door opened, and Helen came in with a little dark man who had--it was the chief thing she noticed about him--very hairy hands. She was drowsy and intolerably hot, and as he seemed shy and obsequious she scarcely troubled to answer him, although she understood that he was a doctor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Why should she? There was no reason really, except that they had always known each other. Indeed, they were cousins. But naturally they had rather drifted apart, Clarissa being so sought after. It was an event to her, going to a party.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The light of his candle flickered over the boughs of a tree outside the window, and as the branch swayed in the darkness there came before his mind a picture of all the world that lay outside his window; he thought of the immense river and the immense forest, the vast stretches of dry earth and the plains of the sea that encircled the earth; from the sea the sky rose steep and enormous, and the air washed profoundly between the sky and the sea. How vast and dark it must be tonight, lying exposed to the wind; and in all this great space it was curious to think how few the towns were, and how small little rings of light, or single glow-worms he figured them, scattered here and there, among the swelling uncultivated folds of the world. And in those towns were little men and women, tiny men and women. Oh, it was absurd, when one thought of it, to sit here in a little room suffering and caring. What did anything matter?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Lady Bruton raised the carnations, holding them rather stiffly with much the same attitude with which the General held the scroll in the picture behind her; she remained fixed, tranced. Which was she now, the General's great-grand-daughter? great-great-grand-daughter? Richard Dalloway asked himself. Sir Roderick, Sir Miles, Sir Talbot--that was it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen went to the Royal Academy, but when asked to deliver her report upon the pictures she began to recite from a pale blue volume, \"O! for the touch of a vanished hand and the sound of a voice that is still. Home is the hunter, home from the hill. He gave his bridle reins a shake. Love is sweet, love is brief.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's about it!\" Evelyn laughed. \"We none of us do anything but play. And that's why women like Lillah Harrison, who's worth twenty of you and me, have to work themselves to the bone. But I'm tired of playing,\" she went on, lying flat on the bed, and raising her arms above her head. Thus stretched out, she looked more diminutive than ever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But St. John made no reply. He lay back in his chair, half-seeing the others, half-hearing what they said. He was terribly tired, and the light and warmth, the movements of the hands, and the soft communicative voices soothed him; they gave him a strange sense of quiet and relief. As he sat there, motionless, this feeling of relief became a feeling of profound happiness. Without any sense of disloyalty to Terence and Rachel he ceased to think about either of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Shams, all of them,\" said Mr. Flushing briefly. \"This rug, now, isn't at all bad.\" He stopped and picked up a piece of the rug at their feet. \"Not old, of course, but the design is quite in the right tradition. Alice, lend me your brooch. See the difference between the old work and the new.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I might have guessed,\" said Richard. \"It's a common occurrence. And how have you improved the shining hour? Have you become a convert?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From a distance the Euphrosyne looked very small. Glasses were turned upon her from the decks of great liners, and she was pronounced a tramp, a cargo-boat, or one of those wretched little passenger steamers where people rolled about among the cattle on deck. The insect-like figures of Dalloways, Ambroses, and Vinraces were also derided, both from the extreme smallness of their persons and the doubt which only strong glasses could dispel as to whether they were really live creatures or only lumps on the rigging. Mr. Pepper with all his learning had been mistaken for a cormorant, and then, as unjustly, transformed into a cow. At night, indeed, when the waltzes were swinging in the saloon, and gifted passengers reciting, the little ship--shrunk to a few beads of light out among the dark waves, and one high in air upon the mast-head--seemed something mysterious and impressive to heated partners resting from the dance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. George Ormerod stepped from the drawing-room window of Sedbury House, Gloucestershire, wearing a tall furry hat and white trousers strapped under his instep; he was closely, though deferentially, followed by a lady wearing a yellow-spotted dress over a crinoline, and behind her, singly and arm in arm, came nine children in nankeen jackets and long white drawers. They were going to see the water let out of a pond.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How horrid you are!\" she laughed. \"Rachel's coming to see me anyhow--the instant you get back,\" she said, pressing Rachel's arm. \"Now--you've no excuse!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And they have the very highest opinion of you at your office?\" Sir William murmured, glancing at Mr. Brewer's very generously worded letter. \"So that you have nothing to worry you, no financial anxiety, nothing?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Questions press upon him; he asks questions, but he is too true a poet to answer them; he leaves them unsolved, uncramped by the solution of the moment, thus fresh for the generations that come after him. In his life, too, it would be impossible to write him down a man of this party or of that, a democrat or an aristocrat. He was a staunch churchman, but he laughed at priests. He was an able public servant and a courtier, but his views upon sexual morality were extremely lax. He sympathised with poverty, but did nothing to improve the lot of the poor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "and at once the mind begins to fashion itself surroundings. It makes some background, even of the most provisional sort, for Sophocles; it imagines some village, in a remote part of the country, near the sea. Even nowadays such villages are to be found in the wilder parts of England, and as we enter them we can scarcely help feeling that here, in this cluster of cottages, cut off from rail or city, are all the elements of a perfect existence. Here is the Rectory; here the Manor house, the farm and the cottages; the church for worship, the club for meeting, the cricket field for play. Here life is simply sorted out into its main elements.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Towns are very small,\" Rachel remarked, obscuring the whole of Santa Marina and its suburbs with one hand. The sea filled in all the angles of the coast smoothly, breaking in a white frill, and here and there ships were set firmly in the blue. The sea was stained with purple and green blots, and there was a glittering line upon the rim where it met the sky. The air was very clear and silent save for the sharp noise of grasshoppers and the hum of bees, which sounded loud in the ear as they shot past and vanished. The party halted and sat for a time in a quarry on the hillside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The novel is not a development from that model, for the good reason that no development along these lines is possible. Of its kind such a portrait is perfect; and when we find, scattered up and down the Spectator and the Tatler, numbers of such little masterpieces with fancies and anecdotes in the same style, some doubt as to the narrowness of such a sphere becomes inevitable. The form of the essay admits of its own particular perfection; and if anything is perfect the exact dimensions of its perfection become immaterial. One can scarcely settle whether, on the whole, one prefers a raindrop to the River Thames. When we have said all that we can say against them--that many are dull, others superficial, the allegories faded, the piety conventional, the morality trite--there still remains the fact that the essays of Addison are perfect essays.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They kill hens down there,\" said Evelyn. \"They cut their heads off with a knife--disgusting! But tell me--what--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's fearfully close in those trees,\" Helen remarked, picking up her book and shaking it free from the dried blades of grass which had fallen between the leaves. Then they were all silent, looking at the river swirling past in front of them between the trunks of the trees until Mr. Flushing interrupted them. He broke out of the trees a hundred yards to the left, exclaiming sharply:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Rezia laid her hands on them. Some were very beautiful, she thought. She would tie them up (for she had no envelope) with a piece of silk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I've discovered the way to get Sancho past the white house,\" said St. John on Sunday at luncheon. \"You crackle a piece of paper in his ear, then he bolts for about a hundred yards, but he goes on quite well after that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mrs. Peters,\" said Rezia. She was afraid it was too small, she said, holding it before her. Mrs. Peters was a big woman; but she did not like her. It was only because Mrs. Filmer had been so good to them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel added another stone and yawned. \"I don't remember,\" she said, \"I feel like a fish at the bottom of the sea.\" She yawned again. None of these people possessed any power to frighten her out here in the dawn, and she felt perfectly familiar even with Mr. Hirst.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For the second time Rachel read the letter, but to herself. This time, instead of seeming vague as ghosts, each word was astonishingly prominent; they came out as the tops of mountains come through a mist. Friday--eleven-thirty--Miss Vinrace. The blood began to run in her veins; she felt her eyes brighten.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There they are!\" exclaimed Mrs. Elliot. There was a touch of peevishness in her voice. \"And we've had such a hunt to find you. Do you know what the time is?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How delightful to see you!\" she said. Dear old Sir Harry! He would know every one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The meaning of a book, which lies so often apart from what happens and what is said and consists rather in some connection which things in themselves different have had for the writer, is necessarily hard to grasp. Especially this is so when, like the Brontes, the writer is poetic, and his meaning inseparable from his language, and itself rather a mood than a particular observation. Wuthering Heights is a more difficult book to understand than Jane Eyre, because Emily was a greater poet than Charlotte. When Charlotte wrote she said with eloquence and splendour and passion \"I love\", \"I hate\", \"I suffer\". Her experience, though more intense, is on a level with our own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You'll be hot and disagreeable by tea-time, we shall be cool and sweet,\" put in Hirst. Into his eyes as he looked up at them had come yellow and green reflections from the sky and the branches, robbing them of their intentness, and he seemed to think what he did not say. It was thus taken for granted by them both that Terence and Rachel proposed to walk into the woods together; with one look at each other they turned away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet, who had gone a little in front, looked up at his guests as if to justify himself for having brought them. He observed how strangely the people standing in a row with their figures bent slightly forward and their clothes plastered by the wind to the shape of their bodies resembled naked statues. On their pedestal of earth they looked unfamiliar and noble, but in another moment they had broken their rank, and he had to see to the laying out of food. Hirst came to his help, and they handed packets of chicken and bread from one to another.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is because you talked of killing yourself,\" said Rezia. (Mercifully, she could now say anything to Septimus.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And yet that mark on the wall is not a hole at all. It may even be caused by some round black substance, such as a small rose leaf, left over from the summer, and I, not being a very vigilant housekeeper--look at the dust on the mantelpiece, for example, the dust which, so they say, buried Troy three times over, only fragments of pots utterly refusing annihilation, as one can believe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Good-by. Beware of snakes,\" Hirst replied. He settled himself still more comfortably under the shade of the fallen tree and Helen's figure. As they went, Mr. Flushing called after them, \"We must start in an hour. Hewet, please remember that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But lying in her chair, with one hand behind her head, the other grasping the knob on the arm, she was clearly following her thoughts intently. Her education left her abundant time for thinking. Her eyes were fixed so steadily upon a ball on the rail of the ship that she would have been startled and annoyed if anything had chanced to obscure it for a second. She had begun her meditations with a shout of laughter, caused by the following translation from Tristan:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Try to think as little about yourself as possible,\" said Sir William kindly. Really, he was not fit to be about.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Where I want to fight, you have compassion. You're finer than I am; you're much finer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'd rather go without lunch than tea,\" said Mr. Venning. \"That's not strictly true. I want both.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The next few months passed away, as many years can pass away, without definite events, and yet, if suddenly disturbed, it would be seen that such months or years had a character unlike others. The three months which had passed had brought them to the beginning of March. The climate had kept its promise, and the change of season from winter to spring had made very little difference, so that Helen, who was sitting in the drawing-room with a pen in her hand, could keep the windows open though a great fire of logs burnt on one side of her. Below, the sea was still blue and the roofs still brown and white, though the day was fading rapidly. It was dusk in the room, which, large and empty at all times, now appeared larger and emptier than usual.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nothing,\" said Helen. \"Can't you remember as a child chopping up hay--\" she spoke much more quickly than usual, and kept her eye fixed upon Mrs. Thornbury, \"and pretending it was tea, and getting scolded by the nurses--why I can't imagine, except that nurses are such brutes, won't allow pepper instead of salt though there's no earthly harm in it. Weren't your nurses just the same?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nonsense, Rachel,\" Aunt Lucy replied; \"don't say such foolish things, dear. I always think it a particularly cheerful plant.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's men's fault,\" she answered. \"They always drag it in--love, I mean.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He pulled off his boots. He emptied his pockets. Out came with his pocket-knife a snapshot of Daisy on the verandah; Daisy all in white, with a fox-terrier on her knee; very charming, very dark; the best he had ever seen of her. It did come, after all so naturally; so much more naturally than Clarissa. No fuss.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There we shall find much that is odd and little that is reassuring. The greatest of our scholars, the man who read Greek as the most expert of us read English not merely with an accurate sense of meaning and grammar but with a sensibility so subtle and widespread that he perceived relations and suggestions of language which enabled him to fetch up from oblivion lost lines and inspire new life into the little fragments that remained, the man who should have been steeped in beauty (if what they say of the Classics is true) as a honey-pot is ingrained with sweetness was, on the contrary, the most quarrelsome of mankind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At first the weight of pessimism seems sufficient to bear down all opposition. Yes, it is a lean age, we repeat, with much to justify its poverty; but, frankly, if we pit one century against another the comparison seems overwhelmingly against us. Waverley, The Excursion, Kubla Khan, Don Juan, Hazlitt's Essays, Pride and Prejudice, Hyperion, and Prometheus Unbound were all published between 1800 and 1821. Our century has not lacked industry; but if we ask for masterpieces it appears on the face of it that the pessimists are right. It seems as if an age of genius must be succeeded by an age of endeavour; riot and extravagance by cleanliness and hard work.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Laying her brooch on the table, she had a sudden spasm, as if, while she mused, the icy claws had had the chance to fix in her. She was not old yet. She had just broken into her fifty-second year. Months and months of it were still untouched. June, July, August!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, no,\" said Helen, \"one's only got to use one's eye. There's everything here--everything,\" she repeated in a drowsy tone of voice. \"What will you gain by walking?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They did,\" he said; and he remembered breakfasting alone, very awkwardly, with her father; who had died; and he had not written to Clarissa. But he had never got on well with old Parry, that querulous, weak-kneed old man, Clarissa's father, Justin Parry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"People say youth is pleasant; I myself find middle age far pleasanter,\" she remarked, removing hair pins and combs, and taking up her brush. When it fell loose her hair only came down to her neck.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "How extraordinary it was, strange, yes, touching, to see the old lady (they had been neighbours ever so many years) move away from the window, as if she were attached to that sound, that string. Gigantic as it was, it had something to do with her. Down, down, into the midst of ordinary things the finger fell making the moment solemn. She was forced, so Clarissa imagined, by that sound, to move, to go--but where? Clarissa tried to follow her as she turned and disappeared, and could still just see her white cap moving at the back of the bedroom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A being so differently constituted from herself, with such a command of language; able to put things as editors like them put; had passions which one could not call simply greed. Lady Bruton often suspended judgement upon men in deference to the mysterious accord in which they, but no woman, stood to the laws of the universe; knew how to put things; knew what was said; so that if Richard advised her, and Hugh wrote for her, she was sure of being somehow right. So she let Hugh eat his souffle; asked after poor Evelyn; waited until they were smoking, and then said,", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I envy you--some things,\" said Hirst. \"One: your capacity for not thinking; two: people like you better than they like me. Women like you, I suppose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The final scene, the terrible scene which he believed had mattered more than anything in the whole of his life (it might be an exaggeration--but still so it did seem now) happened at three o'clock in the afternoon of a very hot day. It was a trifle that led up to it--Sally at lunch saying something about Dalloway, and calling him \"My name is Dalloway\"; whereupon Clarissa suddenly stiffened, coloured, in a way she had, and rapped out sharply, \"We've had enough of that feeble joke.\" That was all; but for him it was precisely as if she had said, \"I'm only amusing myself with you; I've an understanding with Richard Dalloway.\" So he took it. He had not slept for nights. \"It's got to be finished one way or the other,\" he said to himself. He sent a note to her by Sally asking her to meet him by the fountain at three.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There's only one man here I really like,\" Evelyn continued; \"Terence Hewet. One feels as if one could trust him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You're not to call me Miss Murgatroyd. I hate it,\" she said. \"My name's Evelyn. What's yours?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The way to Regent's Park Tube station--could they tell her the way to Regent's Park Tube station--Maisie Johnson wanted to know. She was only up from Edinburgh two days ago.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For some years, then, it was Marlow who was the dominant partner. Nostromo, Chance, The Arrow of Gold represent that stage of the alliance which some will continue to find the richest of all. The human heart is more intricate than the forest, they will say; it has its storms; it has its creatures of the night; and if as novelist you wish to test man in all his relationships, the proper antagonist is man; his ordeal is in society, not solitude. For them there will always be a peculiar fascination in the books where the light of those brilliant eyes falls not only upon the waste of waters but upon the heart in its perplexity. But it must be admitted that, if Marlow thus advised Conrad to shift his angle of vision, the advice was bold.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"D'you think you do make enough allowance for feelings?\" asked Mr. Hewet. He had again forgotten what he had meant to say.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the branches parted. A man in grey was actually walking towards them. It was Evans! But no mud was on him; no wounds; he was not changed. I must tell the whole world, Septimus cried, raising his hand (as the dead man in the grey suit came nearer), raising his hand like some colossal figure who has lamented the fate of man for ages in the desert alone with his hands pressed to his forehead, furrows of despair on his cheeks, and now sees light on the desert's edge which broadens and strikes the iron-black figure (and Septimus half rose from his chair), and with legions of men prostrate behind him he, the giant mourner, receives for one moment on his face the whole--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She sat on the floor--that was her first impression of Sally--she sat on the floor with her arms round her knees, smoking a cigarette. Where could it have been? The Mannings? The Kinloch-Jones's? At some party (where, she could not be certain), for she had a distinct recollection of saying to the man she was with, \"Who is that?\" And he had told her, and said that Sally's parents did not get on (how that shocked her--that one's parents should quarrel!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here he seemed to have caught sight of a woman's dress in the distance, which in the shade looked a purple black. He took off his hat, placed his hand upon his heart, and hurried towards her muttering and gesticulating feverishly. But William caught him by the sleeve and touched a flower with the tip of his walking-stick in order to divert the old man's attention. After looking at it for a moment in some confusion the old man bent his ear to it and seemed to answer a voice speaking from it, for he began talking about the forests of Uruguay which he had visited hundreds of years ago in company with the most beautiful young woman in Europe. He could be heard murmuring about forests of Uruguay blanketed with the wax petals of tropical roses, nightingales, sea beaches, mermaids, and women drowned at sea, as he suffered himself to be moved on by William, upon whose face the look of stoical patience grew slowly deeper and deeper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If the widow goes to her cupboard and finds it bare,\" Richard answered, \"her spiritual outlook we may admit will be affected. If I may pick holes in your philosophy, Miss Vinrace, which has its merits, I would point out that a human being is not a set of compartments, but an organism. Imagination, Miss Vinrace; use your imagination; that's where you young Liberals fail. Conceive the world as a whole. Now for your second point; when you assert that in trying to set the house in order for the benefit of the young generation I am wasting my higher capabilities, I totally disagree with you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But when the sun went down and the steamer turned and began to steam back towards civilisation, again her fears were calmed. In the semi-darkness the chairs on deck and the people sitting in them were angular shapes, the mouth being indicated by a tiny burning spot, and the arm by the same spot moving up or down as the cigar or cigarette was lifted to and from the lips. Words crossed the darkness, but, not knowing where they fell, seemed to lack energy and substance. Deep sighs proceeded regularly, although with some attempt at suppression, from the large white mound which represented the person of Mrs. Flushing. The day had been long and very hot, and now that all the colours were blotted out the cool night air seemed to press soft fingers upon the eyelids, sealing them down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Both seemed queer, Maisie Johnson thought. Everything seemed very queer. In London for the first time, come to take up a post at her uncle's in Leadenhall Street, and now walking through Regent's Park in the morning, this couple on the chairs gave her quite a turn; the young woman seeming foreign, the man looking queer; so that should she be very old she would still remember and make it jangle again among her memories how she had walked through Regent's Park on a fine summer's morning fifty years ago. For she was only nineteen and had got her way at last, to come to London; and now how queer it was, this couple she had asked the way of, and the girl started and jerked her hand, and the man--he seemed awfully odd; quarrelling, perhaps; parting for ever, perhaps; something was up, she knew; and now all these people (for she returned to the Broad Walk), the stone basins, the prim flowers, the old men and women, invalids most of them in Bath chairs--all seemed, after Edinburgh, so queer. And Maisie Johnson, as she joined that gently trudging, vaguely gazing, breeze-kissed company--squirrels perching and preening, sparrow fountains fluttering for crumbs, dogs busy with the railings, busy with each other, while the soft warm air washed over them and lent to the fixed unsurprised gaze with which they received life something whimsical and mollified--Maisie Johnson positively felt she must cry Oh!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And really Clarissa's eyes filled with tears. Her mother, walking in a garden! But alas, she must go.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah yes, old Truefit,\" said Mr. Elliot. \"He has a son at Oxford. I've often stayed with them. It's a lovely old Jacobean house. Some exquisite Greuzes--one or two Dutch pictures which the old boy kept in the cellars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Each of the ladies, being after the fashion of their sex, highly trained in promoting men's talk without listening to it, could think--about the education of children, about the use of fog sirens in an opera--without betraying herself. Only it struck Helen that Rachel was perhaps too still for a hostess, and that she might have done something with her hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nobody knows,\" she said. The force of her rage was beginning to spend itself, and the vision of the world which had been so vivid became dim.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "No doubt it was forgotten now, her book on the orchids of Burma, but it went into three editions before 1870, she told Peter. She remembered him now. He had been at Bourton (and he had left her, Peter Walsh remembered, without a word in the drawing-room that night when Clarissa had asked him to come boating).", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They reached the hotel rather early in the afternoon, so that most people were still lying down, or sitting speechless in their bedrooms, and Mrs. Thornbury, although she had asked them to tea, was nowhere to be seen. They sat down, therefore, in the shady hall, which was almost empty, and full of the light swishing sounds of air going to and fro in a large empty space. Yes, this arm-chair was the same arm-chair in which Rachel had sat that afternoon when Evelyn came up, and this was the magazine she had been looking at, and this the very picture, a picture of New York by lamplight. How odd it seemed--nothing had changed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Let me tell you,\" she said, speaking in nervous jerks, \"it's always about the seventh day one begins to get anxious. I daresay you've been sittin' here worryin' by yourself. You think she's bad, but any one comin' with a fresh eye would see she was better. Mr. Elliot's had fever; he's all right now,\" she threw out. \"It wasn't anythin' she caught on the expedition.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The preliminary discomforts and harshnesses, which generally make the first days of a sea voyage so cheerless and trying to the temper, being somehow lived through, the succeeding days passed pleasantly enough. October was well advanced, but steadily burning with a warmth that made the early months of the summer appear very young and capricious. Great tracts of the earth lay now beneath the autumn sun, and the whole of England, from the bald moors to the Cornish rocks, was lit up from dawn to sunset, and showed in stretches of yellow, green, and purple. Under that illumination even the roofs of the great towns glittered. In thousands of small gardens, millions of dark-red flowers were blooming, until the old ladies who had tended them so carefully came down the paths with their scissors, snipped through their juicy stalks, and laid them upon cold stone ledges in the village church.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, Hewet,\" he remarked, on the crest of a gigantic yawn, \"that was a great success, I consider.\" He yawned. \"But take care you're not landed with that young woman. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mother?\" said Rachel. Hewet's heart leapt, and he noticed the fact. Her voice, though low, was full of surprise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had only reached town last night, he said; would have to go down into the country at once; and how was everything, how was everybody--Richard? Elizabeth?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There were many rooms in the villa, but one room which possessed a character of its own because the door was always shut, and no sound of music or laughter issued from it. Every one in the house was vaguely conscious that something went on behind that door, and without in the least knowing what it was, were influenced in their own thoughts by the knowledge that if the passed it the door would be shut, and if they made a noise Mr. Ambrose inside would be disturbed. Certain acts therefore possessed merit, and others were bad, so that life became more harmonious and less disconnected than it would have been had Mr. Ambrose given up editing Pindar, and taken to a nomad existence, in and out of every room in the house. As it was, every one was conscious that by observing certain rules, such as punctuality and quiet, by cooking well, and performing other small duties, one ode after another was satisfactorily restored to the world, and they shared the continuity of the scholar's life. Unfortunately, as age puts one barrier between human beings, and learning another, and sex a third, Mr. Ambrose in his study was some thousand miles distant from the nearest human being, who in this household was inevitably a woman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So she sat. She got up, blundered off among the little tables, rocking slightly from side to side, and somebody came after her with her petticoat, and she lost her way, and was hemmed in by trunks specially prepared for taking to India; next got among the accouchement sets, and baby linen; through all the commodities of the world, perishable and permanent, hams, drugs, flowers, stationery, variously smelling, now sweet, now sour she lurched; saw herself thus lurching with her hat askew, very red in the face, full length in a looking-glass; and at last came out into the street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is obvious in the first place that Greek literature is the impersonal literature. Those few hundred years that separate John Paston from Plato, Norwich from Athens, make a chasm which the vast tide of European chatter can never succeed in crossing. When we read Chaucer, we are floated up to him insensibly on the current of our ancestors' lives, and later, as records increase and memories lengthen, there is scarcely a figure which has not its nimbus of association, its life and letters, its wife and family, its house, its character, its happy or dismal catastrophe. But the Greeks remain in a fastness of their own. Fate has been kind there too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes; Peter Walsh has come back,\" said Lady Bruton. It was vaguely flattering to them all. He had come back, battered, unsuccessful, to their secure shores. But to help him, they reflected, was impossible; there was some flaw in his character. Hugh Whitbread said one might of course mention his name to So-and-so.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Pepper gave an acid little laugh. \"According to my calculations,\" he said, \"he has produced two volumes and a half annually, which, allowing for time spent in the cradle and so forth, shows a commendable industry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It was a buckle you wore one night at sea,\" said Arthur, after due consideration. \"I remember noticing--it's an absurd thing to notice!--that you didn't take peas, because I don't either.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She went on to tell us of an invention of hers to be erected at Tube stations and other public resorts, which, upon payment of a small fee, would safeguard the nation's health, accommodate its sons, and relieve its daughters. Then she had contrived a method of preserving in sealed tubes the germs of future Lord Chancellors \"or poets or painters or musicians,\" she went on, \"supposing, that is to say, that these breeds are not extinct, and that women still wish to bear children----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's books,\" sighed Helen, lifting an armful of sad volumes from the floor to the shelf. \"Greek from morning to night. If ever Miss Rachel marries, Chailey, pray that she may marry a man who doesn't know his ABC.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Have I read you right? But the human face--the human face at the top of the fullest sheet of print holds more, withholds more. Now, eyes open, she looks out; and in the human eye--how d'you define it?--there's a break--a division--so that when you've grasped the stem the butterfly's off--the moth that hangs in the evening over the yellow flower--move, raise your hand, off, high, away. I won't raise my hand. Hang still, then, quiver, life, soul, spirit, whatever you are of Minnie Marsh--I, too, on my flower--the hawk over the down--alone, or what were the worth of life?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And it was much better to say nothing about it. It seemed so silly. It was the sort of thing that did sometimes happen, when one was alone--buildings without architects' names, crowds of people coming back from the city having more power than single clergymen in Kensington, than any of the books Miss Kilman had lent her, to stimulate what lay slumbrous, clumsy, and shy on the mind's sandy floor to break surface, as a child suddenly stretches its arms; it was just that, perhaps, a sigh, a stretch of the arms, an impulse, a revelation, which has its effects for ever, and then down again it went to the sandy floor. She must go home. She must dress for dinner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Was she sad, or was she really laughing? Rachel could not tell, and she felt for the moment very uncomfortable between Helen and Terence. Then she turned away, saying merely that she would go with Terence, on condition that he did all the talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Against that, however, is to be set the fact that the influence of the public was in many respects detestable. To its door we must lay the greatest infliction that Elizabethan drama puts upon us--the plot; the incessant, improbable, almost unintelligible convolutions which presumably gratified the spirit of an excitable and unlettered public actually in the playhouse, but only confuse and fatigue a reader with the book before him. Undoubtedly something must happen; undoubtedly a play where nothing happens is an impossibility. But we have a right to demand (since the Greeks have proved that it is perfectly possible) that what happens shall have an end in view. It shall agitate great emotions; bring into existence memorable scenes; stir the actors to say what could not be said without this stimulus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It makes me sick,\" he declared. \"The whole thing makes me sick. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's not any territory in particular,\" Evelyn explained. \"It's the idea, don't you see? We lead such tame lives. And I feel sure you've got splendid things in you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As she sat upright again, she said, \"I never see why one shouldn't go on being friends--though some people do. And friendships do make a difference, don't they? They are the kind of things that matter in one's life?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Still remembering how once in some primeval May she had walked with her lover, this rusty pump, this battered old woman with one hand exposed for coppers the other clutching her side, would still be there in ten million years, remembering how once she had walked in May, where the sea flows now, with whom it did not matter--he was a man, oh yes, a man who had loved her. But the passage of ages had blurred the clarity of that ancient May day; the bright petalled flowers were hoar and silver frosted; and she no longer saw, when she implored him (as she did now quite clearly) \"look in my eyes with thy sweet eyes intently,\" she no longer saw brown eyes, black whiskers or sunburnt face but only a looming shape, a shadow shape, to which, with the bird-like freshness of the very aged she still twittered \"give me your hand and let me press it gently\" (Peter Walsh couldn't help giving the poor creature a coin as he stepped into his taxi), \"and if some one should see, what matter they?\" she demanded; and her fist clutched at her side, and she smiled, pocketing her shilling, and all peering inquisitive eyes seemed blotted out, and the passing generations--the pavement was crowded with bustling middle-class people--vanished, like leaves, to be trodden under, to be soaked and steeped and made mould of by that eternal spring--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So she would still find herself arguing in St. James's Park, still making out that she had been right--and she had too--not to marry him. For in marriage a little licence, a little independence there must be between people living together day in day out in the same house; which Richard gave her, and she him. (Where was he this morning for instance? Some committee, she never asked what.) But with Peter everything had to be shared; everything gone into.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In the fifteenth century, however, the wild landscape was broken suddenly and very strangely by vast piles of brand-new masonry. There rose out of the sand-hills and heaths of the Norfolk coast a huge bulk of stone, like a modern hotel in a watering-place; but there was no parade, no lodging houses, and no pier at Yarmouth then, and this gigantic building on the outskirts of the town was built to house one solitary old gentleman without any children--Sir John Fastolf, who had fought at Agincourt and acquired great wealth. He had fought at Agincourt and got but little reward. No one took his advice. Men spoke ill of him behind his back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But the tune, like all his tunes, makes one despair--I mean hope. What do I mean? That's the worst of music! I want to dance, laugh, eat pink cakes, yellow cakes, drink thin, sharp wine. Or an indecent story, now--I could relish that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A high temperature,\" he said, looking furtively about the room, and appearing to be more interested in the furniture and in Helen's embroidery than in anything else. \"In this climate you must expect a high temperature. You need not be alarmed by that. It is the pulse we go by\" (he tapped his own hairy wrist), \"and the pulse continues excellent.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I am lonely,\" she began. \"I want--\" She did not know what she wanted, so that she could not finish the sentence; but her lip quivered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "To that Hewet made no answer whatever, and sat singularly still. Hirst did not seem to mind getting no answer, for he returned to Mr. Bax again, quoting the peroration about the drop of water; and when Hewet scarcely replied to these remarks either, he merely pursed his lips, chose a fig, and relapsed quite contentedly into his own thoughts, of which he always had a very large supply. When luncheon was over they separated, taking their cups of coffee to different parts of the hall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was nobody. Her words faded. So a rocket fades. Its sparks, having grazed their way into the night, surrender to it, dark descends, pours over the outlines of houses and towers; bleak hillsides soften and fall in. But though they are gone, the night is full of them; robbed of colour, blank of windows, they exist more ponderously, give out what the frank daylight fails to transmit--the trouble and suspense of things conglomerated there in the darkness; huddled together in the darkness; reft of the relief which dawn brings when, washing the walls white and grey, spotting each window-pane, lifting the mist from the fields, showing the red-brown cows peacefully grazing, all is once more decked out to the eye; exists again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Opening her eyes, Rachel saw not only Helen but a nurse in spectacles, whose face vaguely recalled something that she had once seen. She had seen her in the chapel. \"Nurse McInnis,\" said Helen, and the nurse smiled steadily as they all did, and said that she did not find many people who were frightened of her. After waiting for a moment they both disappeared, and having turned on her pillow Rachel woke to find herself in the midst of one of those interminable nights which do not end at twelve, but go on into the double figures--thirteen, fourteen, and so on until they reach the twenties, and then the thirties, and then the forties. She realised that there is nothing to prevent nights from doing this if they choose.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For the moment he could not think what he was saying. He was overcome with the desire to hold her in his arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's the painful thing about pets,\" said Mr. Dalloway; \"they die. The first sorrow I can remember was for the death of a dormouse. I regret to say that I sat upon it. Still, that didn't make one any the less sorry. Here lies the duck that Samuel Johnson sat on, eh?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Safe, safe, safe,\" the heart of the house beats proudly. \"Long years--\" he sighs. \"Again you found me.\" \"Here,\" she murmurs, \"sleeping; in the garden reading; laughing, rolling apples in the loft. Here we left our treasure--\" Stooping, their light lifts the lids upon my eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I believe,\" said Sue, \"that you made some mistake. Probably Professor Hobkin was a gynaecologist. A scholar is a very different sort of man. A scholar is overflowing with humour and invention--perhaps addicted to wine, but what of that?--a delightful companion, generous, subtle, imaginative--as stands to reason. For he spends his life in company with the finest human beings that have ever existed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I believe in the bed, in the photographs, in the pot, in the balcony, in the sun, in Mrs. Flushing,\" she remarked, still speaking recklessly, with something at the back of her mind forcing her to say the things that one usually does not say. \"But I don't believe in God, I don't believe in Mr. Bax, I don't believe in the hospital nurse. I don't believe--\" She took up a photograph and, looking at it, did not finish her sentence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The sun of that same day going down, dusk was saluted as usual at the hotel by an instantaneous sparkle of electric lights. The hours between dinner and bedtime were always difficult enough to kill, and the night after the dance they were further tarnished by the peevishness of dissipation. Certainly, in the opinion of Hirst and Hewet, who lay back in long arm-chairs in the middle of the hall, with their coffee-cups beside them, and their cigarettes in their hands, the evening was unusually dull, the women unusually badly dressed, the men unusually fatuous. Moreover, when the mail had been distributed half an hour ago there were no letters for either of the two young men. As every other person, practically, had received two or three plump letters from England, which they were now engaged in reading, this seemed hard, and prompted Hirst to make the caustic remark that the animals had been fed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then when they got back he could hardly walk. He lay on the sofa and made her hold his hand to prevent him from falling down, down, he cried, into the flames! and saw faces laughing at him, calling him horrible disgusting names, from the walls, and hands pointing round the screen. Yet they were quite alone. But he began to talk aloud, answering people, arguing, laughing, crying, getting very excited and making her write things down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As usual she seemed to reserve something which she did not say, and Terence was conscious that they disagreed, and, without saying it aloud, were arguing against each other. But she was too hurried and pre-occupied to talk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There it falls!\" she murmured. She then turned to Terence and asked him anxiously some question about a man with mules, which he could not understand. \"Why doesn't he come? Why doesn't he come?\" she repeated. He was appalled to think of the dirty little man downstairs in connection with illness like this, and turned instinctively to Helen, but she was doing something at a table in the window, and did not seem to realise how great the shock to him must be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Knowing his dislike of questions, which she to some extent shared, Helen asked no more. Still, an uneasy suspicion lurked in her mind that William was hiding a wound. She flushed to think that her words, or her husband's, or Rachel's had penetrated and stung. She was half-moved to cry, \"Stop, William; explain!\" and would have returned to the subject at luncheon if William had not shown himself inscrutable and chill, lifting fragments of salad on the point of his fork, with the gesture of a man pronging seaweed, detecting gravel, suspecting germs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Poor thing!\" Mrs. Thornbury exclaimed. She told them that for some days Hughling Elliot had been ill, and the only doctor available was the brother of the proprietor, or so the proprietor said, whose right to the title of doctor was not above suspicion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It makes one awfully queer, don't you find?\" he complained. \"These trees get on one's nerves--it's all so crazy. God's undoubtedly mad. What sane person could have conceived a wilderness like this, and peopled it with apes and alligators? I should go mad if I lived here--raving mad.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": ". . . they first bound his wrists with a strong rope or small cable, and one end of it to an iron ring made fast to the wall about four feet from the floor, and then his feet with another cable, fastened about five feet farther than his utmost length to another ring on the floor of the room. Thus suspended, and yet lying but aslant, they slid a horse of wood under the rope which bound his feet, which so exceedingly stiffened it, as severed the fellow's joints in miserable sort, drawing him out at length in an extraordinary manner, he having only a pair of linen drawers upon his naked body .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel veered round suddenly and laughed out too. She saw that there was something ridiculous about Hirst, and perhaps about herself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Therefore when we say that we know the end of the journey, it is hard to quote the particular lines from which we take our knowledge. He fixed his eyes upon the road before him, not upon the world to come. He was little given to abstract contemplation. He deprecated, with peculiar archness, any competition with the scholars and divines:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So in these dialogues we are made to seek truth with every part of us. For Plato, of course, had the dramatic genius. It is by means of that, by an art which conveys in a sentence or two the setting and the atmosphere, and then with perfect adroitness insinuates itself into the coils of the argument without losing its liveliness and grace, and then contracts to bare statement, and then, mounting, expands and soars in that higher air which is generally reached only by the more extreme measures of poetry--it is this art which plays upon us in so many ways at once and brings us to an exultation of mind which can only be reached when all the powers are called upon to contribute their energy to the whole.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "On the sofa, beside the chess-players, Mrs. Elliot was imparting a new stitch in knitting to Mrs. Thornbury, so that their heads came very near together, and were only to be distinguished by the old lace cap which Mrs. Thornbury wore in the evening. Mrs. Elliot was an expert at knitting, and disclaimed a compliment to that effect with evident pride.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And then,\" she began and stopped. Here came in the great space of life into which no one had ever penetrated. All that she had been saying about her father and her aunts and walks in Richmond Park, and what they did from hour to hour, was merely on the surface. Hewet was watching her. Did he demand that she should describe that also?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Some Saint's day, I suppose,\" said a voice. The rush and embrace of the rockets as they soared up into the air seemed like the fiery way in which lovers suddenly rose and united, leaving the crowd gazing up at them with strained white faces. But Susan and Arthur, riding down the hill, never said a word to each other, and kept accurately apart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Which I shan't ask you to,\" she said. \"My dear Peter!\" she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They seem to find a great deal to say to each other,\" said Mrs. Elliot, looking significantly at the backs of the couple as they turned away. \"Did you notice at the picnic? He was the only person who could make her utter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Tell me what happened,\" said Helen. She had to keep her lips from twitching as she listened to Rachel's story. It was poured out abruptly with great seriousness and no sense of humour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As she spoke the last words the woman stood in the doorway. Tall, large-eyed, draped in purple shawls, Mrs. Ambrose was romantic and beautiful; not perhaps sympathetic, for her eyes looked straight and considered what they saw. Her face was much warmer than a Greek face; on the other hand it was much bolder than the face of the usual pretty Englishwoman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The only palatable object for the eye to rest on in acres of England is a lump of Paris Green. But English people won't use microscopes; you can't make them use Paris Green either--or if they do, they let it drip. Dr. Ritzema Bos is a great stand-by. For they won't take a woman's word. And indeed, though for the sake of the Ox Warble one must stretch a point, there are matters, questions of stock infestation, things one has to go into--things a lady doesn't even like to see, much less discuss, in print--\"these, I say, I intend to leave entirely to the Veterinary surgeons.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of course they despise us,\" said Eleanor. \"At the same time how do you account for this--I made enquiries among the artists. Now, no woman has ever been an artist, has she, Poll?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Be merciful unto me, O God,\" he read, \"for man goeth about to devour me: he is daily fighting and troubling me. . . . They daily mistake my words: all that they imagine is to do me evil.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In all her wanderings, which were many and in her failings, which were great, she looked back to those early Irish days when Swift had pinched her into propriety of speech. He had beaten her for fumbling at a drawer: he had daubed her cheeks with burnt cork to try her temper; he had bade her pull off her shoes and stockings and stand against the wainscot and let him measure her. At first she had refused; then she had yielded. \"Why,\" said the Dean, \"I suspected you had either broken Stockings or foul toes, and in either case should have delighted to expose you.\" Three feet two inches was all she measured, he declared, though, as Laetitia complained, the weight of Swift's hand on her head had made her shrink to half her size.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As if she heard me, she looked up, shifted slightly in her seat and sighed. She seemed to apologise and at the same time to say to me, \"If only you knew!\" Then she looked at life again. \"But I do know,\" I answered silently, glancing at the Times for manners' sake. \"I know the whole business.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Oddly enough it happened that the least satisfactory of Helen Ambrose's brothers had been sent out years before to make his fortune, at any rate to keep clear of race-horses, in the very spot which had now become so popular. Often, leaning upon the column in the verandah, he had watched the English ships with English schoolmasters for pursers steaming into the bay. Having at length earned enough to take a holiday, and being sick of the place, he proposed to put his villa, on the slope of the mountain, at his sister's disposal. She, too, had been a little stirred by the talk of a new world, where there was always sun and never a fog, which went on around her, and the chance, when they were planning where to spend the winter out of England, seemed too good to be missed. For these reasons she determined to accept Willoughby's offer of free passages on his ship, to place the children with their grand-parents, and to do the thing thoroughly while she was about it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She's the only thing that's left to me,\" sighed Willoughby. \"We go on year after year without talking about these things--\" He broke off. \"But it's better so. Only life's very hard.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In making any survey, even the freest and loosest, of modern fiction it is difficult not to take it for granted that the modern practice of the art is somehow an improvement upon the old. With their simple tools and primitive materials, it might be said. Fielding did well and Jane Austen even better, but compare their opportunities with ours! Their masterpieces certainly have a strange air of simplicity. And yet the analogy between literature and the process, to choose an example, of making motor cars scarcely holds good beyond the first glance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They were interrupted by sounds of strife at the further end of the table. Rachel appealed to her aunt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He kissed her passionately, so that her half-written letter slid to the ground. Picking it up, he read it without asking leave.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Read 'Adonais' by all means,\" Richard conceded. \"But whenever I hear of Shelley I repeat to myself the words of Matthew Arnold, 'What a set! What a set!'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And it takes that to get back,\" said Rachel. She raised herself very slowly. When she was standing up she stretched her arms and drew a deep breath, half a sigh, half a yawn. She appeared to be very tired. Her cheeks were white.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's a vice that some of us escape,\" said Ridley. \"Our friend Miles has another work out to-day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Buses swooped, settled, were off--garish caravans, glistening with red and yellow varnish. But which should she get on to? She had no preferences. Of course, she would not push her way. She inclined to be passive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The violent explosion which made Mrs. Dalloway jump and Miss Pym go to the window and apologise came from a motor car which had drawn to the side of the pavement precisely opposite Mulberry's shop window. Passers-by who, of course, stopped and stared, had just time to see a face of the very greatest importance against the dove-grey upholstery, before a male hand drew the blind and there was nothing to be seen except a square of dove grey.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And so, when we shut Chaucer, we feel that without a word being said the criticism is complete; what we are saying, thinking, reading, doing has been commented upon. Nor are we left merely with the sense, powerful though that is, of having been in good company and got used to the ways of good society. For as we have jogged through the real, the unadorned country-side, with first one good fellow cracking his joke or singing his song and then another, we know that though this world resembles, it is not in fact our daily world. It is the world of poetry. Everything happens here more quickly and more intensely, and with better order than in life or in prose; there is a formal elevated dullness which is part of the incantation of poetry; there are lines speaking half a second in advance what we were about to say, as if we read our thoughts before words cumbered them; and lines which we go back to read again with that heightened quality, that enchantment which keeps them glittering in the mind long afterwards.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Fifteen years ago I came here with Lily,\" he thought. \"We sat somewhere over there by a lake and I begged her to marry me all through the hot afternoon. How the dragonfly kept circling round us: how clearly I see the dragonfly and her shoe with the square silver buckle at the toe. All the time I spoke I saw her shoe and when it moved impatiently I knew without looking up what she was going to say: the whole of her seemed to be in her shoe. And my love, my desire, were in the dragonfly; for some reason I thought that if it settled there, on that leaf, the broad one with the red flower in the middle of it, if the dragonfly settled on the leaf she would say \"Yes\" at once.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Heaven was known to the ancients as Thessaly, William, and now, with this war, the spirit matter is rolling between the hills like thunder.\" He paused, seemed to listen, smiled, jerked his head and continued:--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Thanking them humbly, we cannot help reflecting that it was not always so. Once upon a time, we must believe, there was a rule, a discipline, which controlled the great republic of readers in a way which is now unknown. That is not to say that the great critic--the Dryden, the Johnson, the Coleridge, the Arnold--was an impeccable judge of contemporary work, whose verdicts stamped the book indelibly and saved the reader the trouble of reckoning the value for himself. The mistakes of these great men about their own contemporaries are too notorious to be worth recording. But the mere fact of their existence had a centralising influence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"One always has something to say to a man certainly,\" said Richard. \"But I've no doubt you'll chatter away fast enough about the babies, Clarice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And so it runs on for seventy-six words more. Sidney's prose is an uninterrupted monologue, with sudden flashes of felicity and splendid phrases, which lends itself to lamentations and moralities, to long accumulations and catalogues, but is never quick, never colloquial, unable to grasp a thought closely and firmly, or to adapt itself flexibly and exactly to the chops and changes of the mind. Compared with this, Montaigne is master of an instrument which knows its own powers and limitations, and is capable of insinuating itself into crannies and crevices which poetry can never reach; of cadences different but no less beautiful; capable of subtleties and intensities which Elizabethan prose entirely ignores. He is considering the way in which certain of the ancients met death:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At about that hour he reappeared, carrying his case, professing himself tired, bothered, hungry, thirsty, cold, and in immediate need of his tea. Rubbing his hands, he told them the adventures of the day: how he had come upon poor old Jackson combing his moustache before the glass in the office, little expecting his descent, had put him through such a morning's work as seldom came his way; then treated him to a lunch of champagne and ortolans; paid a call upon Mrs. Jackson, who was fatter than ever, poor woman, but asked kindly after Rachel--and O Lord, little Jackson had confessed to a confounded piece of weakness--well, well, no harm was done, he supposed, but what was the use of his giving orders if they were promptly disobeyed? He had said distinctly that he would take no passengers on this trip. Here he began searching in his pockets and eventually discovered a card, which he planked down on the table before Rachel. On it she read, \"Mr.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was his hand; there the dead. White things were assembling behind the railings opposite. But he dared not look. Evans was behind the railings!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Now for the great round dance!\" Hewet shouted. Instantly a gigantic circle was formed, the dancers holding hands and shouting out, \"D'you ken John Peel,\" as they swung faster and faster and faster, until the strain was too great, and one link of the chain--Mrs. Thornbury--gave way, and the rest went flying across the room in all directions, to land upon the floor or the chairs or in each other's arms as seemed most convenient.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, that is Ellie Henderson,\" said Sally. Clarissa was really very hard on her. She was a cousin, very poor. Clarissa was hard on people.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He dragged me in,\" said Ridley, \"or I should have been ashamed. I'm dusty and dirty and disagreeable.\" He pointed to his boots which were white with dust, while a dejected flower drooping in his buttonhole, like an exhausted animal over a gate, added to the effect of length and untidiness. He was introduced to the others. Mr. Hewet and Mr. Hirst brought chairs, and tea began again, Susan pouring cascades of water from pot to pot, always cheerfully, and with the competence of long use.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of course,\" Helen agreed. \"So now you can go ahead and be a person on your own account,\" she added.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet could see that there was very little use in going on with the conversation, for it was obvious that Evelyn did not wish to say anything in particular, but to impress upon him an image of herself, being, for some reason which she would not reveal, unhappy, or insecure. He was very tired, and a pale waiter kept walking ostentatiously into the middle of the room and looking at them meaningly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At this point, however, the door opened and a tall burly man entered the room, came forward and shook Helen's hand with an emotional kind of heartiness, Willoughby himself, Rachel's father, Helen's brother-in-law. As a great deal of flesh would have been needed to make a fat man of him, his frame being so large, he was not fat; his face was a large framework too, looking, by the smallness of the features and the glow in the hollow of the cheek, more fitted to withstand assaults of the weather than to express sentiments and emotions, or to respond to them in others.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's an odd fate that has put me in charge of a girl,\" she wrote, \"considering that I have never got on well with women, or had much to do with them. However, I must retract some of the things that I have said against them. If they were properly educated I don't see why they shouldn't be much the same as men--as satisfactory I mean; though, of course, very different. The question is, how should one educate them. The present method seems to me abominable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is probable that if Miss Cassandra Austen had had her way, we should have had nothing of Jane Austen's except her novels. To her elder sister alone did she write freely; to her alone she confided her hopes and, if rumour is true, the one great disappointment of her life; but when Miss Cassandra Austen grew old, and the growth of her sister's fame made her suspect that a time might come when strangers would pry and scholars speculate, she burnt, at great cost to herself, every letter that could gratify their curiosity, and spared only what she judged too trivial to be of interest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It must be some innate cynicism, then, some ungenerous distrust of contemporary genius, which determines us automatically as the talk goes on that, were they to agree--which they show no signs of doing--half a guinea is altogether too large a sum to squander upon contemporary enthusiasms, and the case will be met quite adequately by a card to the library. Still the question remains, and let us put it boldly to the critics themselves. Is there no guidance nowadays for a reader who yields to none in reverence for the dead, but is tormented by the suspicion that reverence for the dead is vitally connected with understanding of the living? After a rapid survey both critics are agreed that there is unfortunately no such person. For what is their own judgement worth where new books are concerned?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. At intervals, while turning over the leaves of my book, I studied the aspect of that winter afternoon. Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near, a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I could not tell you more than Dr. Lesage, Mr. Hewet,\" she replied cautiously, as though her words might be used against her. \"The case is serious, but you may feel quite certain that we are doing all we can for Miss Vinrace.\" She spoke with some professional self-approbation. But she realised perhaps that she did not satisfy the young man, who still blocked her way, for she shifted her feet slightly upon the stair and looked out of the window where they could see the moon over the sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen and Rachel watched them play for some minutes without being able to distinguish a word. Helen was observing one of the men intently. He was a lean, somewhat cadaverous man of about her own age, whose profile was turned to them, and he was the partner of a highly-coloured girl, obviously English by birth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Sir William Bradshaw stopped at the door to look at a picture. He looked in the corner for the engraver's name. His wife looked too. Sir William Bradshaw was so interested in art.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had never felt so happy in the whole of his life! Without a word they made it up. They walked down to the lake. He had twenty minutes of perfect happiness. Her voice, her laugh, her dress (something floating, white, crimson), her spirit, her adventurousness; she made them all disembark and explore the island; she startled a hen; she laughed; she sang.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Don't you want to go with them?\" said Aunt Helena--old Miss Parry!--she had guessed. And he turned round and there was Clarissa again. She had come back to fetch him. He was overcome by her generosity--her goodness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They have such excellent biscuits here,\" she said, contemplating a plateful. \"Not sweet biscuits, which I don't like--dry biscuits . . . Have you been sketching?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My Aunt,\" Hirst interrupted, \"spends her life in East Lambeth among the degraded poor. I only quoted my Aunt because she is inclined to persecute people she calls 'intellectual,' which is what I suspect Miss Vinrace of doing. It's all the fashion now. If you're clever it's always taken for granted that you're completely without sympathy, understanding, affection--all the things that really matter. Oh, you Christians!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She must have a son like Septimus, she said. But nobody could be like Septimus; so gentle; so serious; so clever. Could she not read Shakespeare too? Was Shakespeare a difficult author? she asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And Lady Bruton went ponderously, majestically, up to her room, lay, one arm extended, on the sofa. She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine this hot June day, with the bees going round and about and the yellow butterflies. Always she went back to those fields down in Devonshire, where she had jumped the brooks on Patty, her pony, with Mortimer and Tom, her brothers. And there were the dogs; there were the rats; there were her father and mother on the lawn under the trees, with the tea-things out, and the beds of dahlias, the hollyhocks, the pampas grass; and they, little wretches, always up to some mischief! stealing back through the shrubbery, so as not to be seen, all bedraggled from some roguery.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The little group of people then began to move off in the same direction as the stout black figure. Looked at in an odd way by people who made no effort to join them, they moved with one exception slowly and consciously towards the stairs. Mrs. Flushing was the exception. She came running downstairs, strode across the hall, joined the procession much out of breath, demanding of Mrs. Thornbury in an agitated whisper, \"Where, where?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I was just saying that people are so like their boots,\" said Miss Allan. Mrs. Paley did not hear. She repeated it more loudly still. Mrs. Paley did not hear. She repeated it a third time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The darkness fell, but rose again, and as each day spread widely over the earth and parted them from the strange day in the forest when they had been forced to tell each other what they wanted, this wish of theirs was revealed to other people, and in the process became slightly strange to themselves. Apparently it was not anything unusual that had happened; it was that they had become engaged to marry each other. The world, which consisted for the most part of the hotel and the villa, expressed itself glad on the whole that two people should marry, and allowed them to see that they were not expected to take part in the work which has to be done in order that the world shall go on, but might absent themselves for a time. They were accordingly left alone until they felt the silence as if, playing in a vast church, the door had been shut on them. They were driven to walk alone, and sit alone, to visit secret places where the flowers had never been picked and the trees were solitary.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was becoming much calmer, and her cheeks were now quite dry. Her eyes had regained their usual expression of keen vitality, and she seemed to have forgotten Alfred and Sinclair and her emotion. \"Lillah runs a home for inebriate women in the Deptford Road,\" she continued. \"She started it, managed it, did everything off her own bat, and it's now the biggest of its kind in England. You can't think what those women are like--and their homes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But just as she was turning with a view perhaps to finding some employment, she was intercepted by a woman who was so broad and so thick that to be intercepted by her was inevitable. The discreet tentative way in which she moved, together with her sober black dress, showed that she belonged to the lower orders; nevertheless she took up a rock-like position, looking about her to see that no gentry were near before she delivered her message, which had reference to the state of the sheets, and was of the utmost gravity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Meanwhile outside her room the sounds, the movements, and the lives of the other people in the house went on in the ordinary light of the sun, throughout the usual succession of hours. When, on the first day of her illness, it became clear that she would not be absolutely well, for her temperature was very high, until Friday, that day being Tuesday, Terence was filled with resentment, not against her, but against the force outside them which was separating them. He counted up the number of days that would almost certainly be spoilt for them. He realised, with an odd mixture of pleasure and annoyance, that, for the first time in his life, he was so dependent upon another person that his happiness was in her keeping. The days were completely wasted upon trifling, immaterial things, for after three weeks of such intimacy and intensity all the usual occupations were unbearably flat and beside the point.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What solitary icebergs we are, Miss Vinrace! How little we can communicate! There are lots of things I should like to tell you about--to hear your opinion of. Have you ever read Burke?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In her curious condition of unanalysed sensations she was incapable of making a plan which should have any effect upon her state of mind. She abandoned herself to the mercy of accidents, missing Terence one day, meeting him the next, receiving his letters always with a start of surprise. Any woman experienced in the progress of courtship would have come by certain opinions from all this which would have given her at least a theory to go upon; but no one had ever been in love with Rachel, and she had never been in love with any one. Moreover, none of the books she read, from Wuthering Heights to Man and Superman, and the plays of Ibsen, suggested from their analysis of love that what their heroines felt was what she was feeling now. It seemed to her that her sensations had no name.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "This simple faithfulness to his own conceptions was easier then than now in one respect at least, for Chaucer could write frankly where we must either say nothing or say it slyly. He could sound every note in the language instead of finding a great many of the best gone dumb from disuse, and thus, when struck by daring fingers, giving off a loud discordant jangle out of keeping with the rest. Much of Chaucer--a few lines perhaps in each of the Tales--is improper and gives us as we read it the strange sensation of being naked to the air after being muffled in old clothing. And, as a certain kind of humour depends upon being able to speak without self-consciousness of the parts and functions of the body, so with the advent of decency literature lost the use of one of its limbs. It lost its power to create the Wife of Bath, Juliet's nurse, and their recognisable though already colourless relation, Moll Flanders.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "If she worried about these parties he would not let her give them. Did she wish she had married Peter? But he must go.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He started up in terror. What did he see? The plate of bananas on the sideboard. Nobody was there (Rezia had taken the child to its mother. It was bedtime).", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Each of these quotations, in fact, comes from a different Tale, but they are parts, one feels, of the same personage, whom he had in mind, perhaps unconsciously, when he thought of a young girl, and for this reason, as she goes in and out of the Canterbury Tales bearing different names, she has a stability which is only to be found where the poet has made up his mind about young women, of course, but also about the world they live in, its end, its nature, and his own craft and technique, so that his mind is free to apply its force fully to its object. It does not occur to him that his Griselda might be improved or altered. There is no blur about her, no hesitation; she proves nothing; she is content to be herself. Upon her, therefore, the mind can rest with that unconscious ease which allows it, from hints and suggestions, to endow her with many more qualities than are actually referred to. Such is the power of conviction, a rare gift, a gift shared in our day by Joseph Conrad in his earlier novels, and a gift of supreme importance, for upon it the whole weight of the building depends.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She is the greatest,\" he continued, \"and for this reason: she does not attempt to write like a man. Every other woman does; on that account, I don't read 'em.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The embankment juts out in angles here and there, like pulpits; instead of preachers, however, small boys occupy them, dangling string, dropping pebbles, or launching wads of paper for a cruise. With their sharp eye for eccentricity, they were inclined to think Mr. Ambrose awful; but the quickest witted cried \"Bluebeard!\" as he passed. In case they should proceed to tease his wife, Mr. Ambrose flourished his stick at them, upon which they decided that he was grotesque merely, and four instead of one cried \"Bluebeard!\" in chorus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I give you up in despair,\" he said. He meant it lightly, but she took it seriously, and believed that her value as a human being was lessened because she did not happen to admire the style of Gibbon. The others were talking now in a group about the native villages which Mrs. Flushing ought to visit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hilda's the sister-in-law. Hilda? Hilda? Hilda Marsh--Hilda the blooming, the full bosomed, the matronly. Hilda stands at the door as the cab draws up, holding a coin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What? Pepper beaten at last? I congratulate you!\" said Arthur Venning, who was wheeling old Mrs. Paley to bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And what effect would all this have had upon the six novels that Jane Austen did not write? She would not have written of crime, of passion, or of adventure. She would not have been rushed by the importunity of publishers or the flattery of friends into slovenliness or insincerity. But she would have known more. Her sense of security would have been shaken.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Dropping dead down the aeroplane soared straight up, curved in a loop, raced, sank, rose, and whatever it did, wherever it went, out fluttered behind it a thick ruffled bar of white smoke which curled and wreathed upon the sky in letters. But what letters? A C was it? an E, then an L? Only for a moment did they lie still; then they moved and melted and were rubbed out up in the sky, and the aeroplane shot further away and again, in a fresh space of sky, began writing a K, an E, a Y perhaps?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And there's Peter Walsh!\" said Lady Bruton (for she could never think of anything to say to Clarissa; though she liked her. She had lots of fine qualities; but they had nothing in common--she and Clarissa. It might have been better if Richard had married a woman with less charm, who would have helped him more in his work. He had lost his chance of the Cabinet). \"There's Peter Walsh!\" she said, shaking hands with that agreeable sinner, that very able fellow who should have made a name for himself but hadn't (always in difficulties with women), and, of course, old Miss Parry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't think so,\" she said. \"It's the way of saying things, isn't it, not the things?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well--there's no hurry, is there?\" said Evelyn. \"Suppose I thought it over and wrote and told you when I get back? I'm going to Moscow; I'll write from Moscow.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She meditated still. When she thought of their day it seemed to her it was cut into four pieces by their meals. These divisions were absolutely rigid, the contents of the day having to accommodate themselves within the four rigid bars. Looking back at her life, that was what she saw.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Sometimes for one reason, sometimes for another,\" she replied calmly. \"In 1760, for example----\" The shouts outside drowned her words. \"Again in 1797--in 1804--It was the Austrians in 1866--1870 was the Franco-Prussian--In 1900 on the other hand----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So he was in their power! Holmes and Bradshaw were on him! The brute with the red nostrils was snuffing into every secret place! \"Must\" it could say! Where were his papers?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet, if the essay admits more properly than biography or fiction of sudden boldness and metaphor, and can be polished till every atom of its surface shines, there are dangers in that too. We are soon in sight of ornament. Soon the current, which is the life-blood of literature, runs slow; and instead of sparkling and flashing or moving with a quieter impulse which has a deeper excitement, words coagulate together in frozen sprays which, like the grapes on a Christmas-tree, glitter for a single night, but are dusty and garish the day after. The temptation to decorate is great where the theme may be of the slightest. What is there to interest another in the fact that one has enjoyed a walking tour, or has amused oneself by rambling down Cheapside and looking at the turtles in Mr. Sweeting's shop window?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hirst and Hewet, they're all the same to me--all covered with spots,\" he replied. \"He advises her to read Gibbon. Did you know that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"To be dead?\" said Hewet. \"I don't think it would be awful. It's quite easy to imagine. When you go to bed to-night fold your hands so--breathe slower and slower--\" He lay back with his hands clasped upon his breast, and his eyes shut, \"Now,\" he murmured in an even monotonous voice, \"I shall never, never, never move again.\" His body, lying flat among them, did for a moment suggest death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From this they went on to compare their more serious tastes, or rather Susan ascertained what Arthur cared about, and professed herself very fond of the same thing. They would live in London, perhaps have a cottage in the country near Susan's family, for they would find it strange without her at first. Her mind, stunned to begin with, now flew to the various changes that her engagement would make--how delightful it would be to join the ranks of the married women--no longer to hang on to groups of girls much younger than herself--to escape the long solitude of an old maid's life. Now and then her amazing good fortune overcame her, and she turned to Arthur with an exclamation of love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At last Mrs. Flushing sought her diary for help, the method of reckoning dates on the fingers proving unsatisfactory. She opened and shut every drawer in her writing-table, and then cried furiously, \"Yarmouth! Yarmouth! Drat the woman! She's always out of the way when she's wanted!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But her voice was wrung of its old ravishing richness; her eyes not aglow as they used to be, when she smoked cigars, when she ran down the passage to fetch her sponge bag, without a stitch of clothing on her, and Ellen Atkins asked, What if the gentlemen had met her? But everybody forgave her. She stole a chicken from the larder because she was hungry in the night; she smoked cigars in her bedroom; she left a priceless book in the punt. But everybody adored her (except perhaps Papa). It was her warmth; her vitality--she would paint, she would write.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When people are happy, they have a reserve, she had told Elizabeth, upon which to draw, whereas she was like a wheel without a tyre (she was fond of such metaphors), jolted by every pebble, so she would say staying on after the lesson standing by the fireplace with her bag of books, her \"satchel,\" she called it, on a Tuesday morning, after the lesson was over. And she talked too about the war. After all, there were people who did not think the English invariably right. There were books. There were meetings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The flourish of initials which she took to be St. J. A. H., wound up the letter. She was very much flattered that Mr. Hirst should have remembered her, and fulfilled his promise so quickly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then, while a seedy-looking nondescript man carrying a leather bag stood on the steps of St. Paul's Cathedral, and hesitated, for within was what balm, how great a welcome, how many tombs with banners waving over them, tokens of victories not over armies, but over, he thought, that plaguy spirit of truth seeking which leaves me at present without a situation, and more than that, the cathedral offers company, he thought, invites you to membership of a society; great men belong to it; martyrs have died for it; why not enter in, he thought, put this leather bag stuffed with pamphlets before an altar, a cross, the symbol of something which has soared beyond seeking and questing and knocking of words together and has become all spirit, disembodied, ghostly--why not enter in? he thought and while he hesitated out flew the aeroplane over Ludgate Circus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Down in the saloon of her father's ship, Miss Rachel Vinrace, aged twenty-four, stood waiting her uncle and aunt nervously. To begin with, though nearly related, she scarcely remembered them; to go on with, they were elderly people, and finally, as her father's daughter she must be in some sort prepared to entertain them. She looked forward to seeing them as civilised people generally look forward to the first sight of civilised people, as though they were of the nature of an approaching physical discomfort--a tight shoe or a draughty window. She was already unnaturally braced to receive them. As she occupied herself in laying forks severely straight by the side of knives, she heard a man's voice saying gloomily:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Slowly but surely the Earl of Killmallock's great-granddaughter descended in the social scale. From St. James's Street and its noble benefactors she migrated to Green Street to lodge with Lord Stair's valet de chambre and his wife, who washed for persons of distinction. She, who had dallied with dukes, was glad for company's sake to take a hand at quadrille with footmen and laundresses and Grub Street writers, who, as they drank porter, sipped green tea, and smoked tobacco, told stories of the utmost scurrility about their masters and mistresses. The spiciness of their conversation made amends for the vulgarity of their manners. From them Laetitia picked up those anecdotes of the great which sprinkled her pages with dashes and served her purpose when subscribers failed and landladies grew insolent.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Flushing cried, \"Ah, ah, ah! I'd rather break stones in the road. I always envy the men who break stones and sit on those nice little heaps all day wearin' spectacles. I'd infinitely rather break stones than clean out poultry runs, or feed the cows, or--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nothing in Susan's experience at all corresponded with this, and as she had no love of language she had long ceased to attend to such remarks, although she followed them with the same kind of mechanical respect with which she heard many of Lear's speeches read aloud. Her mind was still serene and really occupied with praise of her own nature and praise of God, that is of the solemn and satisfactory order of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel followed. She had taken no part in the talk; no one had spoken to her; but she had listened to every word that was said. She had looked from Mrs. Dalloway to Mr. Dalloway, and from Mr. Dalloway back again. Clarissa, indeed, was a fascinating spectacle. She wore a white dress and a long glittering necklace.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The first volume of her life is a singularly depressing record. In it we see her raising herself with groans and struggles from the intolerable boredom of petty provincial society (her father had risen in the world and become more middle class, but less picturesque) to be the assistant editor of a highly intellectual London review, and the esteemed companion of Herbert Spencer. The stages are painful as she reveals them in the sad soliloquy in which Mr. Cross condemned her to tell the story of her life. Marked in early youth as one \"sure to get something up very soon in the way of a clothing club\", she proceeded to raise funds for restoring a church by making a chart of ecclesiastical history; and that was followed by a loss of faith which so disturbed her father that he refused to live with her. Next came the struggle with the translation of Strauss, which, dismal and \"soul-stupefying\" in itself, can scarcely have been made less so by the usual feminine tasks of ordering a household and nursing a dying father, and the distressing conviction, to one so dependent upon affection, that by becoming a blue-stocking she was forfeiting her brother's respect.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The thought of death would thus come upon them in a clap. Old Fastolf, cumbered with wealth and property, had his vision at the end of Hell fire, and shrieked aloud to his executors to distribute alms, and see that prayers were said \"in perpetuum\", so that his soul might escape the agonies of purgatory. William Paston, the judge, was urgent too that the monks of Norwich should be retained to pray for his soul \"for ever\". The soul was no wisp of air, but a solid body capable of eternal suffering, and the fire that destroyed it was as fierce as any that burnt on mortal grates. For ever there would be monks and the town of Norwich, and for ever the Chapel of Our Lady in the town of Norwich.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Rachel--you ought to keep an eye upon Rachel,\" he observed significantly, and Helen, though she went on brushing her hair, looked at him. His observations were apt to be true.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel gave the gate a push; it swung open, and, seeing no one about and judging that nothing was private in this country, they walked straight on. An avenue of trees ran along the road, which was completely straight. The trees suddenly came to an end; the road turned a corner, and they found themselves confronted by a large square building. They had come out upon the broad terrace which ran round the hotel and were only a few feet distant from the windows. A row of long windows opened almost to the ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't like Mr. Hirst,\" said Susan inconsequently. \"I suppose he's very clever, but why should clever people be so--I expect he's awfully nice, really,\" she added, instinctively qualifying what might have seemed an unkind remark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Running it in and out, across and over, spinning a web through which God himself--hush, don't think of God! How firm the stitches are! You must be proud of your darning. Let nothing disturb her. Let the light fall gently, and the clouds show an inner vest of the first green leaf.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As if washed by the air her voice sounded more spiritual and softer than usual. Voices at a little distance answered her, \"Yes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It may be well, indeed, before reading much further in Evelyn's book, to decide where it is that our modern view of happiness differs from his. Ignorance, surely, ignorance is at the bottom of it; his ignorance, and our comparative erudition. No one can read the story of Evelyn's foreign travels without envying in the first place his simplicity of mind, in the second his activity. To take a simple example of the difference between us--that butterfly will sit motionless on the dahlia while the gardener trundles his barrow past it, but let him flick the wings with the shadow of a rake, and off it flies, up it goes, instantly on the alert. So, we may reflect, a butterfly sees but does not hear; and here no doubt we are much on a par with Evelyn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "On the following day they met--but as flying leaves meet in the air. Sick they were not; but the wind propelled them hastily into rooms, violently downstairs. They passed each other gasping on deck; they shouted across tables. They wore fur coats; and Helen was never seen without a bandanna on her head. For comfort they retreated to their cabins, where with tightly wedged feet they let the ship bounce and tumble.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm twenty-seven, and I've about seven hundred a year,\" he began. \"My temper is good on the whole, and health excellent, though Hirst detects a gouty tendency. Well, then, I think I'm very intelligent.\" He paused as if for confirmation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The balance of her gifts was singularly perfect. Among her finished novels there are no failures, and among her many chapters few that sink markedly below the level of the others. But, after all, she died at the age of forty-two. She died at the height of her powers. She was still subject to those changes which often make the final period of a writer's career the most interesting of all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It seemed to her now that what he was saying was perfectly true, and that she wanted many more things than the love of one human being--the sea, the sky. She turned again and looked at the distant blue, which was so smooth and serene where the sky met the sea; she could not possibly want only one human being.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I grant that the English seem, on the whole, whiter than most men, their records cleaner. But, good Lord, don't run away with the idea that I don't see the drawbacks--horrors--unmentionable things done in our very midst! I'm under no illusions. Few people, I suppose, have fewer illusions than I have. Have you ever been in a factory, Miss Vinrace!--No, I suppose not--I may say I hope not.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Following his steps so closely as to be slightly puzzled by his gestures came two elderly women of the lower middle class, one stout and ponderous, the other rosy cheeked and nimble. Like most people of their station they were frankly fascinated by any signs of eccentricity betokening a disordered brain, especially in the well-to-do; but they were too far off to be certain whether the gestures were merely eccentric or genuinely mad. After they had scrutinised the old man's back in silence for a moment and given each other a queer, sly look, they went on energetically piecing together their very complicated dialogue:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Pope!\" snorted Mr. Elliot. \"Who reads Pope, I should like to know? And as for reading about him--No, no, Miss Allan; be persuaded you will benefit the world much more by dancing than by writing.\" It was one of Mr. Elliot's affectations that nothing in the world could compare with the delights of dancing--nothing in the world was so tedious as literature. Thus he sought pathetically enough to ingratiate himself with the young, and to prove to them beyond a doubt that though married to a ninny of a wife, and rather pale and bent and careworn by his weight of learning, he was as much alive as the youngest of them all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How late you are, Hugh!\" a woman, lying in bed, said in a peevish but solicitous voice. Her husband was brushing his teeth, and for some moments did not answer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She frowned; she stamped her foot. She must go back again to Septimus since it was almost time for them to be going to Sir William Bradshaw. She must go back and tell him, go back to him sitting there on the green chair under the tree, talking to himself, or to that dead man Evans, whom she had only seen once for a moment in the shop. He had seemed a nice quiet man; a great friend of Septimus's, and he had been killed in the War. But such things happen to every one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was impossible to combine the image of a lean black widow, gazing out of her window, and longing for some one to talk to, with the image of a vast machine, such as one sees at South Kensington, thumping, thumping, thumping. The attempt at communication had been a failure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They've hoofed out the prostitute. One night while we were away that old numskull Thornbury was doddering about the passages very late. (Nobody seems to have asked him what he was up to.) He saw the Signora Lola Mendoza, as she calls herself, cross the passage in her nightgown. He communicated his suspicions next morning to Elliot, with the result that Rodriguez went to the woman and gave her twenty-four hours in which to clear out of the place.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The first thing that caught Helen's eye as she came downstairs was a carriage at the door, filled with skirts and feathers nodding on the tops of hats. She had only time to gain the drawing-room before two names were oddly mispronounced by the Spanish maid, and Mrs. Thornbury came in slightly in advance of Mrs. Wilfrid Flushing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Gibbon the historian?\" enquired Mrs. Flushing. \"I connect him with some of the happiest hours of my life. We used to lie in bed and read Gibbon--about the massacres of the Christians, I remember--when we were supposed to be asleep. It's no joke, I can tell you, readin' a great big book, in double columns, by a night-light, and the light that comes through a chink in the door. Then there were the moths--tiger moths, yellow moths, and horrid cockchafers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I did like him,\" Rachel mused, as if speaking to herself. \"I wanted to talk to him; I wanted to know what he'd done. The women in Lancashire--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What about the five philosophers?\" said Helen, with a laugh, stitching firmly and swiftly at her canvas. \"I wish you'd describe them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Neither of them went to bed or suggested that the other should go to bed. They sat in the drawing-room playing picquet with the door open. St. John made up a bed upon the sofa, and when it was ready insisted that Terence should lie upon it. They began to quarrel as to who should lie on the sofa and who should lie upon a couple of chairs covered with rugs. St. John forced Terence at last to lie down upon the sofa.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Listen to this, Rachel. 'It is probable that Hugh' (he's the hero, a literary man), 'had not realised at the time of his marriage, any more than the young man of parts and imagination usually does realise, the nature of the gulf which separates the needs and desires of the male from the needs and desires of the female. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There were flowers: delphiniums, sweet peas, bunches of lilac; and carnations, masses of carnations. There were roses; there were irises. Ah yes--so she breathed in the earthy garden sweet smell as she stood talking to Miss Pym who owed her help, and thought her kind, for kind she had been years ago; very kind, but she looked older, this year, turning her head from side to side among the irises and roses and nodding tufts of lilac with her eyes half closed, snuffing in, after the street uproar, the delicious scent, the exquisite coolness. And then, opening her eyes, how fresh like frilled linen clean from a laundry laid in wicker trays the roses looked; and dark and prim the red carnations, holding their heads up; and all the sweet peas spreading in their bowls, tinged violet, snow white, pale--as if it were the evening and girls in muslin frocks came out to pick sweet peas and roses after the superb summer's day, with its almost blue-black sky, its delphiniums, its carnations, its arum lilies was over; and it was the moment between six and seven when every flower--roses, carnations, irises, lilac--glows; white, violet, red, deep orange; every flower seems to burn by itself, softly, purely in the misty beds; and how she loved the grey-white moths spinning in and out, over the cherry pie, over the evening primroses!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Triumph!\" Clarissa whispered at the end of a sentence. Suddenly she raised her hand in protest. A sailor hesitated; she gave the book to Rachel, and stepped lightly to take the message--\"Mr. Grice wished to know if it was convenient,\" etc. She followed him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Peter Walsh had got up and crossed to the window and stood with his back to her, flicking a bandanna handkerchief from side to side. Masterly and dry and desolate he looked, his thin shoulder-blades lifting his coat slightly; blowing his nose violently. Take me with you, Clarissa thought impulsively, as if he were starting directly upon some great voyage; and then, next moment, it was as if the five acts of a play that had been very exciting and moving were now over and she had lived a lifetime in them and had run away, had lived with Peter, and it was now over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We've only got twenty-one whole mornings left,\" said Rachel. \"And my father'll be here in a day or two.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Thus the little Pastons would see their mother writing or dictating page after page, hour after hour, long, long letters, but to interrupt a parent who writes so laboriously of such important matters would have been a sin. The prattle of children, the lore of the nursery or schoolroom, did not find its way into these elaborate communications. For the most part her letters are the letters of an honest bailiff to his master, explaining, asking advice, giving news, rendering accounts. There was robbery and manslaughter; it was difficult to get in the rents; Richard Calle had gathered but little money; and what with one thing and another Margaret had not had time to make out, as she should have done, the inventory of the goods which her husband desired. Well might old Agnes, surveying her son's affairs rather grimly from a distance, counsel him to contrive it so that \"ye may have less to do in the world; your father said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh no,\" said Helen, with great decision. From her observations at tea she was inclined to doubt whether Hirst was the person to educate Rachel. She had gradually come to be interested in her niece, and fond of her; she disliked some things about her very much, she was amused by others; but she felt her, on the whole, a live if unformed human being, experimental, and not always fortunate in her experiments, but with powers of some kind, and a capacity for feeling. Somewhere in the depths of her, too, she was bound to Rachel by the indestructible if inexplicable ties of sex. \"She seems vague, but she's a will of her own,\" she said, as if in the interval she had run through her qualities.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A feeling of intense depression crossed Hewet's mind as she spoke. It seemed plain that she would never care for one person rather than another; she was evidently quite indifferent to him; they seemed to come very near, and then they were as far apart as ever again; and her gesture as she turned away had been oddly beautiful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And her mother would come calling to say that a hamper had come from Bourton and would Miss Kilman like some flowers? To Miss Kilman she was always very, very nice, but Miss Kilman squashed the flowers all in a bunch, and hadn't any small talk, and what interested Miss Kilman bored her mother, and Miss Kilman and she were terrible together; and Miss Kilman swelled and looked very plain. But then Miss Kilman was frightfully clever. Elizabeth had never thought about the poor. They lived with everything they wanted,--her mother had breakfast in bed every day; Lucy carried it up; and she liked old women because they were Duchesses, and being descended from some Lord.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One might put down the hot water can quite composedly. The lustre had gone out of her. Yet it was extraordinary to see her again, older, happier, less lovely. They kissed each other, first this cheek then that, by the drawing-room door, and Clarissa turned, with Sally's hand in hers, and saw her rooms full, heard the roar of voices, saw the candlesticks, the blowing curtains, and the roses which Richard had given her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You don't seem to realise that that's what I've been aiming at for the last half-hour,\" he remarked. \"I've no objection to nice simple tunes--indeed, I find them very helpful to my literary composition, but that kind of thing is merely like an unfortunate old dog going round on its hind legs in the rain.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He may have been satisfied, but his usual difficulty in deciding that one subject was more deserving of notice than another prevented him from speaking for some time. He sat staring intently at the head of a dead match, while Helen considered--so it seemed from the expression of her eyes--something not closely connected with the present moment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As the storm drew away, the people in the hall of the hotel sat down; and with a comfortable sense of relief, began to tell each other stories about great storms, and produced in many cases their occupations for the evening. The chess-board was brought out, and Mr. Elliot, who wore a stock instead of a collar as a sign of convalescence, but was otherwise much as usual, challenged Mr. Pepper to a final contest. Round them gathered a group of ladies with pieces of needlework, or in default of needlework, with novels, to superintend the game, much as if they were in charge of two small boys playing marbles. Every now and then they looked at the board and made some encouraging remark to the gentlemen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In all these records one feels that the recorder, even when he was in the actual presence, kept his distance and kept his head, and never read the novels in later years with the light of a vivid, or puzzling, or beautiful personality dazzling in his eyes. In fiction, where so much of personality is revealed, the absence of charm is a great lack; and her critics, who have been, of course, mostly of the opposite sex, have resented, half consciously perhaps, her deficiency in a quality which is held to be supremely desirable in women. George Eliot was not charming; she was not strongly feminine; she had none of those eccentricities and inequalities of temper which give to so many artists the endearing simplicity of children. One feels that to most people, as to Lady Ritchie, she was \"not exactly a personal friend, but a good and benevolent impulse\". But if we consider these portraits more closely we shall find that they are all the portraits of an elderly celebrated woman, dressed in black satin, driving in her victoria, a woman who has been through her struggle and issued from it with a profound desire to be of use to others, but with no wish for intimacy, save with the little circle who had known her in the days of her youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That is all,\" she said, looking at the fishmonger's. \"That is all,\" she repeated, pausing for a moment at the window of a glove shop where, before the War, you could buy almost perfect gloves. And her old Uncle William used to say a lady is known by her shoes and her gloves. He had turned on his bed one morning in the middle of the War. He had said, \"I have had enough.\" Gloves and shoes; she had a passion for gloves; but her own daughter, her Elizabeth, cared not a straw for either of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"One doesn't realise how interesting a debate can be until one has sons in the navy. My interests are equally balanced, though; I have sons in the army too; and one son who makes speeches at the Union--my baby!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Flowers,\" said Helen, stooping to pick the lovely little bright flowers which grew separately here and there. \"You pinch their leaves and then they smell,\" she said, laying one on Miss Allan's knee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And Clarissa had cared for him more than she had ever cared for Richard. Sally was positive of that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah, damn!\" she cried (it was a joke of theirs, her swearing), the needle had broken. Hat, child, Brighton, needle. She built it up; first one thing, then another, she built it up, sewing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Whether we've ever been in love?\" she enquired. \"Is that the kind of question you mean?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As the greater number of visitors at the hotel were English, there was almost as much difference between Sunday and Wednesday as there is in England, and Sunday appeared here as there, the mute black ghost or penitent spirit of the busy weekday. The English could not pale the sunshine, but they could in some miraculous way slow down the hours, dull the incidents, lengthen the meals, and make even the servants and page-boys wear a look of boredom and propriety. The best clothes which every one put on helped the general effect; it seemed that no lady could sit down without bending a clean starched petticoat, and no gentleman could breathe without a sudden crackle from a stiff shirt-front. As the hands of the clock neared eleven, on this particular Sunday, various people tended to draw together in the hall, clasping little red-leaved books in their hands. The clock marked a few minutes to the hour when a stout black figure passed through the hall with a preoccupied expression, as though he would rather not recognise salutations, although aware of them, and disappeared down the corridor which led from it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Milly Brush once might almost have fallen in love with these silences; and Mr. Dalloway was always so dependable; such a gentleman too. Now, being forty, Lady Bruton had only to nod, or turn her head a little abruptly, and Milly Brush took the signal, however deeply she might be sunk in these reflections of a detached spirit, of an uncorrupted soul whom life could not bamboozle, because life had not offered her a trinket of the slightest value; not a curl, smile, lip, cheek, nose; nothing whatever; Lady Bruton had only to nod, and Perkins was instructed to quicken the coffee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Chailey was expected to sit in a cabin which was large enough, but too near the boilers, so that after five minutes she could hear her heart \"go,\" she complained, putting her hand above it, which was a state of things that Mrs. Vinrace, Rachel's mother, would never have dreamt of inflicting--Mrs. Vinrace, who knew every sheet in her house, and expected of every one the best they could do, but no more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What war?\" we cried. \"What war?\" We remembered, too late, that we had never thought of sending anyone to the House of Commons. We had forgotten all about it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She is very ill,\" he said in answer to Ridley's question. All the annoyance had by this time left his manner, he was grave and formal, but at the same time it was full of consideration, which had not marked it before. He went upstairs again. The three men sat together in the drawing-room. Ridley was quite quiet now, and his attention seemed to be thoroughly awakened.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"In London you're spending your life, talking, writing things, getting bills through, missing what seems natural. The result of it all is that she goes to her cupboard and finds a little more tea, a few lumps of sugar, or a little less tea and a newspaper. Widows all over the country I admit do this. Still, there's the mind of the widow--the affections; those you leave untouched. But you waste you own.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But we must not be hard,\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"The conditions are so much changed since I was a young woman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'd like awfully to lend you books,\" he said, buttoning his gloves, and rising from his seat. \"We shall meet again. I'm going to leave you now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Whenever I get at all run down I tend to be rheumatic,\" Hirst stated. He bent his wrist back sharply. \"I hear little pieces of chalk grinding together!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It was hot,\" she answered. Their conversation became private, owing to Mrs. Paley's deafness and the long sad history which Mrs. Elliot had embarked upon of a wire-haired terrier, white with just one black spot, belonging to an uncle of hers, which had committed suicide. \"Animals do commit suicide,\" she sighed, as if she asserted a painful fact.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The end of it is, you see, Hugh went back to his wife, poor fellow. It was his duty, as a married man. Lord, Rachel,\" he concluded, \"will it be like that when we're married?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One pushed through a white gate and found oneself in a grass court, small but well kept, with roses growing in the hedges and grapes hanging from the walls. But what, in the name of wonder, were those objects in the middle of the grass plot? Through the dusk of an autumn evening there shone out an enormous white globe. Round it at various distances were others of different sizes--the planets and their satellites, it seemed. But who could have placed them there, and why?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No, no,\" said Rachel, taking her by the wrist. \"We're going to see life. You promised.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sally supposed, and so did Peter for the matter of that, that there were people of importance, politicians, whom neither of them knew unless by sight in the picture papers, whom Clarissa had to be nice to, had to talk to. She was with them. Yet there was Richard Dalloway not in the Cabinet. He hadn't been a success, Sally supposed? For herself, she scarcely ever read the papers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She repeated \"I like it.\" She was walking fast, and holding herself more erect than usual. There was another pause.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She cried that it did, and threw down the book. Next she had picked up Cowper's Letters, the classic prescribed by her father which had bored her, so that one sentence chancing to say something about the smell of broom in his garden, she had thereupon seen the little hall at Richmond laden with flowers on the day of her mother's funeral, smelling so strong that now any flower-scent brought back the sickly horrible sensation; and so from one scene she passed, half-hearing, half-seeing, to another. She saw her Aunt Lucy arranging flowers in the drawing-room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Miss Kilman said she was. They stood there. Miss Kilman was not going to make herself agreeable. She had always earned her living. Her knowledge of modern history was thorough in the extreme.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Dalloway rowed them in. He said nothing. But somehow as they watched him start, jumping on to his bicycle to ride twenty miles through the woods, wobbling off down the drive, waving his hand and disappearing, he obviously did feel, instinctively, tremendously, strongly, all that; the night; the romance; Clarissa. He deserved to have her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "These magnificent volumes[2] are not often, perhaps, read through. Part of their charm consists in the fact that Hakluyt is not so much a book as a great bundle of commodities loosely tied together, an emporium, a lumber room strewn with ancient sacks, obsolete nautical instruments, huge bales of wool, and little bags of rubies and emeralds. One is for ever untying this packet here, sampling that heap over there, wiping the dust off some vast map of the world, and sitting down in semi-darkness to snuff the strange smells of silks and leathers and ambergris, while outside tumble the huge waves of the uncharted Elizabethan sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "If Rachel was ignorant of her own feelings, she was even more completely ignorant of his. At first he moved as a god; as she came to know him better he was still the centre of light, but combined with this beauty a wonderful power of making her daring and confident of herself. She was conscious of emotions and powers which she had never suspected in herself, and of a depth in the world hitherto unknown. When she thought of their relationship she saw rather than reasoned, representing her view of what Terence felt by a picture of him drawn across the room to stand by her side. This passage across the room amounted to a physical sensation, but what it meant she did not know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The English are so silent,\" Rezia said. She liked it, she said. She respected these Englishmen, and wanted to see London, and the English horses, and the tailor-made suits, and could remember hearing how wonderful the shops were, from an Aunt who had married and lived in Soho.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The chapel was the old chapel of the monks. It was a profound cool place where they had said Mass for hundreds of years, and done penance in the cold moonlight, and worshipped old brown pictures and carved saints which stood with upraised hands of blessing in the hollows in the walls. The transition from Catholic to Protestant worship had been bridged by a time of disuse, when there were no services, and the place was used for storing jars of oil, liqueur, and deck-chairs; the hotel flourishing, some religious body had taken the place in hand, and it was now fitted out with a number of glazed yellow benches, claret-coloured footstools; it had a small pulpit, and a brass eagle carrying the Bible on its back, while the piety of different women had supplied ugly squares of carpet, and long strips of embroidery heavily wrought with monograms in gold.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was a shepherd the other day at Findon Fair who had come from the east by Lewes with sheep, and who had in his eyes that reminiscence of horizons which makes the eyes of shepherds and of mountaineers different from the eyes of other men. . . . I went with him to hear what he had to say, for shepherds talk quite differently from other men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yes, yes, I'm coming. Right up to the top of the house. One moment I'll linger. How the mud goes round in the mind--what a swirl these monsters leave, the waters rocking, the weeds waving and green here, black there, striking to the sand, till by degrees the atoms reassemble, the deposit sifts itself, and again through the eyes one sees clear and still, and there comes to the lips some prayer for the departed, some obsequy for the souls of those one nods to, the people one never meets again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah--that's different,\" Clarissa breathed. \"Do tell me. You have a boy, haven't you? Isn't it detestable, leaving them?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's a question of bread and butter,\" said Miss Allan calmly. \"However, they seem to expect me.\" She took up her position and pointed a square black toe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There are, it must be admitted, some highly formidable tracts in English literature, and chief among them that jungle, forest, and wilderness which is the Elizabethan drama. For many reasons, not here to be examined, Shakespeare stands out, Shakespeare who has had the light on him from his day to ours, Shakespeare who towers highest when looked at from the level of his own contemporaries. But the plays of the lesser Elizabethans--Greene, Dekker, Peele, Chapman, Beaumont and Fletcher,--to adventure into that wilderness is for the ordinary reader an ordeal, an upsetting experience which plies him with questions, harries him with doubts, alternately delights and vexes him with pleasures and pains. For we are apt to forget, reading, as we tend to do, only the masterpieces of a bygone age how great a power the body of a literature possesses to impose itself: how it will not suffer itself to be read passively, but takes us and reads us; flouts our preconceptions; questions principles which we had got into the habit of taking for granted, and, in fact, splits us into two parts as we read, making us, even as we enjoy, yield our ground or stick to our guns.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Was it a crime? And if so, was it his fault? Did he not start out in the belief that Christianity had something to do with renunciation and was not entirely a matter of common sense? If honours and obligations, pomps and possessions, accumulated and encrusted him, how, being an Archbishop, could he refuse to accept them? Princesses must have their soap; palaces must have their furniture; children must have their cows.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When Saturday came it was evident that the hours of the day must be more strictly organised than they had been. St. John offered his services; he said that he had nothing to do, and that he might as well spend the day at the villa if he could be of use. As if they were starting on a difficult expedition together, they parcelled out their duties between them, writing out an elaborate scheme of hours upon a large sheet of paper which was pinned to the drawing-room door. Their distance from the town, and the difficulty of procuring rare things with unknown names from the most unexpected places, made it necessary to think very carefully, and they found it unexpectedly difficult to do the simple but practical things that were required of them, as if they, being very tall, were asked to stoop down and arrange minute grains of sand in a pattern on the ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was midnight and the dance was now at its height. Servants were peeping in at the windows; the garden was sprinkled with the white shapes of couples sitting out. Mrs. Thornbury and Mrs. Elliot sat side by side under a palm tree, holding fans, handkerchiefs, and brooches deposited in their laps by flushed maidens. Occasionally they exchanged comments.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It blows--it blows!\" gasped Rachel, the words rammed down her throat. Struggling by her side, Helen was suddenly overcome by the spirit of movement, and pushed along with her skirts wrapping themselves round her knees, and both arms to her hair. But slowly the intoxication of movement died down, and the wind became rough and chilly. They looked through a chink in the blind and saw that long cigars were being smoked in the dining-room; they saw Mr. Ambrose throw himself violently against the back of his chair, while Mr. Pepper crinkled his cheeks as though they had been cut in wood. The ghost of a roar of laughter came out to them, and was drowned at once in the wind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A book could take that blow, but it sinks an essay. A biography in two volumes is indeed the proper depositary; for there, where the licence is so much wider, and hints and glimpses of outside things make part of the feast (we refer to the old type of Victorian volume), these yawns and stretches hardly matter, and have indeed some positive value of their own. But that value, which is contributed by the reader, perhaps illicitly, in his desire to get as much into the book from all possible sources as he can, must be ruled out here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Half a mile further, they came to a group of plane trees and the salmon-pink farmhouse standing by the stream which had been chosen as meeting-place. It was a shady spot, lying conveniently just where the hill sprung out from the flat. Between the thin stems of the plane trees the young men could see little knots of donkeys pasturing, and a tall woman rubbing the nose of one of them, while another woman was kneeling by the stream lapping water out of her palms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As he talked he kept opening drawers and moving little glass jars. Here were the treasures which the great ocean had bestowed upon him--pale fish in greenish liquids, blobs of jelly with streaming tresses, fish with lights in their heads, they lived so deep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Remember my party, remember my party, said Peter Walsh as he stepped down the street, speaking to himself rhythmically, in time with the flow of the sound, the direct downright sound of Big Ben striking the half-hour. (The leaden circles dissolved in the air.) Oh these parties, he thought; Clarissa's parties. Why does she give these parties, he thought. Not that he blamed her or this effigy of a man in a tail-coat with a carnation in his buttonhole coming towards him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is a matter of temperament and belief whether you read this list with respect or with boredom; whether you look upon an archbishop's hat as a crown or as an extinguisher. If, like the present reviewer, you are ready to hold the simple faith that the outer order corresponds to the inner--that a vicar is a good man, a canon a better man, and an archbishop the best man of all--you will find the study of the Archbishop's life one of extreme fascination. He has turned aside from poetry and philosophy and law, and specialised in virtue. He has dedicated himself to the service of the Divine. His spiritual proficiency has been such that he has developed from deacon to dean, from dean to bishop, and from bishop to archbishop in the short space of twenty years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet let us choose another scene--one of the last that poor Mrs. Edgeworth was to behold. She was returning from Lyons, and Mr. Day was her escort. A more singular figure, as he stood on the deck of the packet which took them to Dover, very tall, very upright, one finger in the breast of his coat, letting the wind blow his hair out, dressed absurdly, though in the height of fashion, wild, romantic, yet at the same time authoritative and pompous, could scarcely be imagined; and this strange creature, who loathed women, was in charge of a lady who was about to become a mother, had adopted two orphan girls, and had set himself to win the hand of Miss Elizabeth Sneyd by standing between boards for six hours daily in order to learn to dance. Now and again he pointed his toe with rigid precision; then, waking from the congenial dream into which the dark clouds, the flying waters, and the shadow of England upon the horizon had thrown him, he rapped out an order in the smart, affected tones of a man of the world. The sailors stared, but they obeyed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Rachel did not return the smile or dismiss the whole affair, as Helen meant her to. Her mind was working very quickly, inconsistently and painfully. Helen's words hewed down great blocks which had stood there always, and the light which came in was cold. After sitting for a time with fixed eyes, she burst out:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When Mrs. Flushing rose to go she was obviously delighted with her new acquaintances. She made three or four different plans for meeting or going on an expedition, or showing Helen the things they had bought, on her way to the carriage. She included them all in a vague but magnificent invitation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is being human that counts, isn't it?\" she continued. \"Being real, whatever Mr. Hirst may say. Are you real?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What about those curtains?\" asked Hirst. The crimson curtains were drawn across the long windows. \"It's a perfect night outside.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Whether you did, or what you did, I don't mind; it's not the thing I want. The draper's window looped with violet--that'll do; a little cheap perhaps, a little commonplace--since one has a choice of crimes, but then so many (let me peep across again--still sleeping, or pretending sleep! white, worn, the mouth closed--a touch of obstinacy, more than one would think--no hint of sex)--so many crimes aren't your crime; your crime was cheap; only the retribution solemn; for now the church door opens, the hard wooden pew receives her; on the brown tiles she kneels; every day, winter, summer, dusk, dawn (here she's at it) prays. All her sins fall, fall, for ever fall. The spot receives them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Rachel,\" he repeated. \"I have an aunt called Rachel, who put the life of Father Damien into verse. She is a religious fanatic--the result of the way she was brought up, down in Northamptonshire, never seeing a soul. Have you any aunts?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, I do believe all good work is done in concert,\" Miss Ormerod continued. \"It is often a great comfort to me to think that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But this question of love (she thought, putting her coat away), this falling in love with women. Take Sally Seton; her relation in the old days with Sally Seton. Had not that, after all, been love?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A searching question! I answer--Yes and No. If on the one hand I have not accomplished what I set out to accomplish--which of us does!--on the other I can fairly say this: I have not lowered my ideal.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Books--books--books,\" said Helen, in her absent-minded way. \"More new books--I wonder what you find in them. . . .\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All that evening the clouds gathered, until they closed entirely over the blue of the sky. They seemed to narrow the space between earth and heaven, so that there was no room for the air to move in freely; and the waves, too, lay flat, and yet rigid, as if they were restrained. The leaves on the bushes and trees in the garden hung closely together, and the feeling of pressure and restraint was increased by the short chirping sounds which came from birds and insects.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet, after all, how much she owed to him later. Always when she thought of him she thought of their quarrels for some reason--because she wanted his good opinion so much, perhaps. She owed him words: \"sentimental,\" \"civilised\"; they started up every day of her life as if he guarded her. A book was sentimental; an attitude to life sentimental. \"Sentimental,\" perhaps she was to be thinking of the past.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "These hotels are not consoling places. Far from it. Any number of people had hung up their hats on those pegs. Even the flies, if you thought of it, had settled on other people's noses. As for the cleanliness which hit him in the face, it wasn't cleanliness, so much as bareness, frigidity; a thing that had to be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A great encampment of tents they might be,\" said Hewet, looking in front of him at the mountains. \"Isn't it like a water-colour too--you know the way water-colours dry in ridges all across the paper--I've been wondering what they looked like.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But you've told us nothing!\" we expostulated. \"Or do you mean that these gentlemen have greatly surpassed Jane-Elliot and that English fiction is----where's that review of yours? Oh, yes, 'safe in their hands.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How delightful to see you!\" said Clarissa. She said it to every one. How delightful to see you! She was at her worst--effusive, insincere. It was a great mistake to have come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She met Terence frequently. When they did not meet, he was apt to send a note with a book or about a book, for he had not been able after all to neglect that approach to intimacy. But sometimes he did not come or did not write for several days at a time. Again when they met their meeting might be one of inspiriting joy or of harassing despair. Over all their partings hung the sense of interruption, leaving them both unsatisfied, though ignorant that the other shared the feeling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ten days under canvas,\" she was saying. \"No comforts. If you want comforts, don't come. But I may tell you, if you don't come you'll regret it all your life. You say yes?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They followed her on to the deck. All the smoke and the houses had disappeared, and the ship was out in a wide space of sea very fresh and clear though pale in the early light. They had left London sitting on its mud. A very thin line of shadow tapered on the horizon, scarcely thick enough to stand the burden of Paris, which nevertheless rested upon it. They were free of roads, free of mankind, and the same exhilaration at their freedom ran through them all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I can remember not liking it either,\" said Hewet. \"I can remember--\" but he changed his mind and continued in an ordinary tone of voice, \"Well, we may take it for granted that they're engaged. D'you think he'll ever fly, or will she put a stop to that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The bother is,\" she went on, \"that I mayn't be able to start work seriously till October. I've just had a letter from a friend of mine whose brother is in business in Moscow. They want me to stay with them, and as they're in the thick of all the conspiracies and anarchists, I've a good mind to stop on my way home. It sounds too thrilling.\" She wanted to make Rachel see how thrilling it was. \"My friend knows a girl of fifteen who's been sent to Siberia for life merely because they caught her addressing a letter to an anarchist.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The words, in spite of what Terence had said, seemed to be laden with meaning, and perhaps it was for this reason that it was painful to listen to them; they sounded strange; they meant different things from what they usually meant. Rachel at any rate could not keep her attention fixed upon them, but went off upon curious trains of thought suggested by words such as \"curb\" and \"Locrine\" and \"Brute,\" which brought unpleasant sights before her eyes, independently of their meaning. Owing to the heat and the dancing air the garden too looked strange--the trees were either too near or too far, and her head almost certainly ached. She was not quite certain, and therefore she did not know, whether to tell Terence now, or to let him go on reading. She decided that she would wait until he came to the end of a stanza, and if by that time she had turned her head this way and that, and it ached in every position undoubtedly, she would say very calmly that her head ached.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If all our rooks were blue,\" he said,--he raised his glasses; he actually placed them on his nose--\"they would not live long in Wiltshire,\" he concluded; he dropped his glasses to his side again. The three elderly people now gazed meditatively at the bird, which was so obliging as to stay in the middle of the view for a considerable space of time, thus making it unnecessary for them to speak again. Hewet began to wonder whether he might not cross over to the Flushings' corner, when Hirst appeared from the background, slipped into a chair by Rachel's side, and began to talk to her with every appearance of familiarity. Hewet could stand it no longer. He rose, took his hat and dashed out of doors.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was not that he said anything, for being solitary he could only address himself to the waiter; it was his way of looking at the menu, of pointing his forefinger to a particular wine, of hitching himself up to the table, of addressing himself seriously, not gluttonously to dinner, that won him their respect; which, having to remain unexpressed for the greater part of the meal, flared up at the table where the Morrises sat when Mr. Walsh was heard to say at the end of the meal, \"Bartlett pears.\" Why he should have spoken so moderately yet firmly, with the air of a disciplinarian well within his rights which are founded upon justice, neither young Charles Morris, nor old Charles, neither Miss Elaine nor Mrs. Morris knew. But when he said, \"Bartlett pears,\" sitting alone at his table, they felt that he counted on their support in some lawful demand; was champion of a cause which immediately became their own, so that their eyes met his eyes sympathetically, and when they all reached the smoking-room simultaneously, a little talk between them became inevitable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They have lost their clothes, we say, in some terrible catastrophe, for some such figure as that describes the simplicity, the humanity, startled out of all effort to hide and disguise its instincts, which Russian literature, whether it is due to translation, or to some more profound cause, makes upon us. We find these qualities steeping it through, as obvious in the lesser writers as in the greater. \"Learn to make yourselves akin to people. I would even like to add: make yourself indispensable to them. But let this sympathy be not with the mind--for it is easy with the mind--but with the heart, with love towards them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Whether too slight or too vague the ties that bind people casually meeting in a hotel at midnight, they possess one advantage at least over the bonds which unite the elderly, who have lived together once and so must live for ever. Slight they may be, but vivid and genuine, merely because the power to break them is within the grasp of each, and there is no reason for continuance except a true desire that continue they shall. When two people have been married for years they seem to become unconscious of each other's bodily presence so that they move as if alone, speak aloud things which they do not expect to be answered, and in general seem to experience all the comfort of solitude without its loneliness. The joint lives of Ridley and Helen had arrived at this stage of community, and it was often necessary for one or the other to recall with an effort whether a thing had been said or only thought, shared or dreamt in private. At four o'clock in the afternoon two or three days later Mrs. Ambrose was standing brushing her hair, while her husband was in the dressing-room which opened out of her room, and occasionally, through the cascade of water--he was washing his face--she caught exclamations, \"So it goes on year after year; I wish, I wish, I wish I could make an end of it,\" to which she paid no attention.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And Sir William, who looked very distinguished, with his grey hair and blue eyes, said yes; they had not been able to resist the temptation. He was talking to Richard about that Bill probably, which they wanted to get through the Commons. Why did the sight of him, talking to Richard, curl her up? He looked what he was, a great doctor. A man absolutely at the head of his profession, very powerful, rather worn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Should you mind sitting out with me?\" he asked. \"I'm quite incapable of dancing.\" He piloted Helen to a corner which was supplied with two arm-chairs, and thus enjoyed the advantage of semi-privacy. They sat down, and for a few minutes Helen was too much under the influence of dancing to speak.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The car had gone, but it had left a slight ripple which flowed through glove shops and hat shops and tailors' shops on both sides of Bond Street. For thirty seconds all heads were inclined the same way--to the window. Choosing a pair of gloves--should they be to the elbow or above it, lemon or pale grey?--ladies stopped; when the sentence was finished something had happened. Something so trifling in single instances that no mathematical instrument, though capable of transmitting shocks in China, could register the vibration; yet in its fulness rather formidable and in its common appeal emotional; for in all the hat shops and tailors' shops strangers looked at each other and thought of the dead; of the flag; of Empire. In a public house in a back street a Colonial insulted the House of Windsor which led to words, broken beer glasses, and a general shindy, which echoed strangely across the way in the ears of girls buying white underlinen threaded with pure white ribbon for their weddings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah, the creatures begin to stir. . . .\" He watched them raise themselves, look about them, and settle down again. \"What I abhor most of all,\" he concluded, \"is the female breast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "--such lines of exhortation and command spring to memory instantly. But Chaucer lets us go our ways doing the ordinary things with the ordinary people. His morality lies in the way men and women behave to each other. We see them eating, drinking, laughing, and making love, and come to feel without a word being said what their standards are and so are steeped through and through with their morality. There can be no more forcible preaching than this where all actions and passions are represented, and instead of being solemnly exhorted we are left to stray and stare and make out a meaning for ourselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Take care or we shall be seen,\" whispered Helen, plucking Rachel by the arm. Incautiously her head had risen to the middle of the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They are not satisfactory; they are ignoble,\" he thought, surveying his guests from a little distance, where he was gathering together the plates. He glanced at them all, stooping and swaying and gesticulating round the table-cloth. Amiable and modest, respectable in many ways, lovable even in their contentment and desire to be kind, how mediocre they all were, and capable of what insipid cruelty to one another! There was Mrs. Thornbury, sweet but trivial in her maternal egoism; Mrs. Elliot, perpetually complaining of her lot; her husband a mere pea in a pod; and Susan--she had no self, and counted neither one way nor the other; Venning was as honest and as brutal as a schoolboy; poor old Thornbury merely trod his round like a horse in a mill; and the less one examined into Evelyn's character the better, he suspected. Yet these were the people with money, and to them rather than to others was given the management of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The women wore them hundreds of years ago, they wear 'em still,\" Mrs. Flushing remarked. \"My husband rides about and finds 'em; they don't know what they're worth, so we get 'em cheap. And we shall sell 'em to smart women in London,\" she chuckled, as though the thought of these ladies and their absurd appearance amused her. After painting for some minutes, she suddenly laid down her brush and fixed her eyes upon Rachel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They found themselves again in the broad path, like the drive in the English forest, where they had started when they left the others. They walked on in silence as people walking in their sleep, and were oddly conscious now and again of the mass of their bodies. Then Rachel exclaimed suddenly, \"Helen!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Picture after picture he painted thus upon that dark background; ships first and foremost, ships at anchor, ships flying before the storm, ships in harbour; he painted sunsets and dawns; he painted the night; he painted the sea in every aspect; he painted the gaudy brilliancy of Eastern ports, and men and women, their houses and their attitudes. He was an accurate and unflinching observer, schooled to that \"absolute loyalty towards his feelings and sensations\", which, Conrad wrote, \"an author should keep hold of in his most exalted moments of creation\". And very quietly and compassionately Marlow sometimes lets fall a few words of epitaph which remind us, with all that beauty and brilliancy before our eyes, of the darkness of the background.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "An hour passed, and the downstairs rooms at the hotel grew dim and were almost deserted, while the little box-like squares above them were brilliantly irradiated. Some forty or fifty people were going to bed. The thump of jugs set down on the floor above could be heard and the clink of china, for there was not as thick a partition between the rooms as one might wish, so Miss Allan, the elderly lady who had been playing bridge, determined, giving the wall a smart rap with her knuckles. It was only matchboard, she decided, run up to make many little rooms of one large one. Her grey petticoats slipped to the ground, and, stooping, she folded her clothes with neat, if not loving fingers, screwed her hair into a plait, wound her father's great gold watch, and opened the complete works of Wordsworth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the breeze freshened, and there was a general desire for movement. When the party rearranged themselves under cover of rugs and cloaks, Terence and Rachel were at opposite ends of the circle, and could not speak to each other. But as the dark descended, the words of the others seemed to curl up and vanish as the ashes of burnt paper, and left them sitting perfectly silent at the bottom of the world. Occasional starts of exquisite joy ran through them, and then they were peaceful again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Excuse me,\" said Hirst, rising from his chair directly he had sat down. He went into the drawing-room, and returned with a cushion which he placed carefully upon his seat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"D'you know who's in town?\" said Lady Bruton suddenly bethinking her. \"Our old friend, Peter Walsh.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the bickerings and animosities of the smaller fry were magnified, not obliterated, by the Doctor himself in the conduct of his own affairs. The courtesy and good temper which he had shown in his early controversies had worn away. \". . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Then I went shopping with one of my aunts. Or we went to see some one, or we took a message; or we did something that had to be done--the taps might be leaking. They visit the poor a good deal--old char-women with bad legs, women who want tickets for hospitals. Or I used to walk in the park by myself. And after tea people sometimes called; or in summer we sat in the garden or played croquet; in winter I read aloud, while they worked; after dinner I played the piano and they wrote letters.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"On the whole--yes,\" said Hirst. \"I like observing people. I like looking at things. This country is amazingly beautiful. Did you notice how the top of the mountain turned yellow to-night?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What more natural then, with this insight into their profundity, than that Jane Austen should have chosen to write of the trivialities of day to day existence, of parties, picnics, and country dances? No \"suggestions to alter her style of writing\" from the Prince Regent or Mr. Clarke could tempt her; no romance, no adventure, no politics or intrigue could hold a candle to life on a country house staircase as she saw it. Indeed, the Prince Regent and his librarian had run their heads against a very formidable obstacle; they were trying to tamper with an incorruptible conscience, to disturb an infallible discretion. The child who formed her sentences so finely when she was fifteen never ceased to form them, and never wrote for the Prince Regent or his Librarian, but for the world at large. She knew exactly what her powers were, and what material they were fitted to deal with as material should be dealt with by a writer, whose standard of finality was high.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "With every word the mist which had enveloped them, making them seem unreal to each other, since the previous afternoon melted a little further, and their contact became more and more natural. Up through the sultry southern landscape they saw the world they knew appear clearer and more vividly than it had ever appeared before. As upon that occasion at the hotel when she had sat in the window, the world once more arranged itself beneath her gaze very vividly and in its true proportions. She glanced curiously at Terence from time to time, observing his grey coat and his purple tie; observing the man with whom she was to spend the rest of her life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But this final act, like so many that Sir John had undertaken in the course of his life, was left undone. A dispute with the Duke of Suffolk in the year 1479 made it necessary for him to visit London in spite of the epidemic of sickness that was abroad; and there, in dirty lodgings, alone, busy to the end with quarrels, clamorous to the end for money. Sir John died and was buried at Whitefriars in London. He left a natural daughter; he left a considerable number of books; but his father's tomb was still unmade.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Already her mind was busy with benevolent plans for her friends, or rather with one magnificent plan--which was simple too--they were all to get married--at once--directly she got back. Marriage, marriage that was the right thing, the only thing, the solution required by every one she knew, and a great part of her meditations was spent in tracing every instance of discomfort, loneliness, ill-health, unsatisfied ambition, restlessness, eccentricity, taking things up and dropping them again, public speaking, and philanthropic activity on the part of men and particularly on the part of women to the fact that they wanted to marry, were trying to marry, and had not succeeded in getting married. If, as she was bound to own, these symptoms sometimes persisted after marriage, she could only ascribe them to the unhappy law of nature which decreed that there was only one Arthur Venning, and only one Susan who could marry him. Her theory, of course, had the merit of being fully supported by her own case. She had been vaguely uncomfortable at home for two or three years now, and a voyage like this with her selfish old aunt, who paid her fare but treated her as servant and companion in one, was typical of the kind of thing people expected of her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "with the adventures of their own sons and brothers abroad. The Verneys, for example, had a wild boy who had gone as pirate, turned Turk, and died out there, sending back to Claydon to be kept as relics of him some silk, a turban, and a pilgrim's staff. A gulf lay between the spartan domestic housecraft of the Paston women and the refined tastes of the Elizabethan Court ladies, who, grown old, says Harrison, spent their time reading histories, or \"writing volumes of their own, or translating of other men's into our English and Latin tongue\", while the younger ladies played the lute and the citharne and spent their leisure in the enjoyment of music. Thus, with singing and with music, springs into existence the characteristic Elizabethan extravagance; the dolphins and lavoltas of Greene; the hyperbole, more surprising in a writer so terse and muscular, of Ben Jonson. Thus we find the whole of Elizabethan literature strewn with gold and silver; with talk of Guiana's rarities, and references to that America--\"O my America!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The way she said \"Here is my Elizabeth!\"--that annoyed him. Why not \"Here's Elizabeth\" simply? It was insincere. And Elizabeth didn't like it either. (Still the last tremors of the great booming voice shook the air round him; the half-hour; still early; only half-past eleven still.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It was Maurice Fielding, of course, that your mother was engaged to,\" said Helen's voice. She spoke reflectively, looking out into the dark garden, and thinking evidently as much of the look of the night as of what she was saying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Thornbury agreed with him that they had been very careless, and that there was no reason whatever to think that she had caught the fever on the expedition; and after talking about other things for a short time, she left him and went sadly along the passage to her own room. There must be some reason why such things happen, she thought to herself, as she shut the door. Only at first it was not easy to understand what it was. It seemed so strange--so unbelievable. Why, only three weeks ago--only a fortnight ago, she had seen Rachel; when she shut her eyes she could almost see her now, the quiet, shy girl who was going to be married.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But eight o'clock doesn't count here, does it?\" Terence asked, as they got up and turned inland again. They began to walk rather quickly down the hill on a little path between the olive trees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Such an expression of unhappiness was enough by itself to make one's eyes slide above the paper's edge to the poor woman's face--insignificant without that look, almost a symbol of human destiny with it. Life's what you see in people's eyes; life's what they learn, and, having learnt it, never, though they seek to hide it, cease to be aware of--what? That life's like that, it seems. Five faces opposite--five mature faces--and the knowledge in each face. Strange, though, how people want to conceal it!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Under the streets, in the sewers, in the wires, in the telephones, there is something alive; is that what you mean? In things like dust-carts, and men mending roads? You feel that all the time when you walk about London, and when you turn on a tap and the water comes?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I know nothing,\" she replied, \"except what Mrs. Flushing's maid told me. She died early this morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Am I to be allowed no peace in my own house?\" Mr. Ormerod exclaimed angrily, rapping with his ruler on the table, upon which Mrs. Ormerod half shut one eye and squeezed a little blob of Chinese white on to her high light, and they remained silent until the servants came in, when everyone, with the exception of Mrs. Ormerod, fell on their knees. For she, poor lady, suffered from a chronic complaint and left the family party forever a year or two later, when the green sofa was moved into the corner, and the drawings given to her nieces in memory of her. But Mr. Ormerod went on making architectural drawings at nine p.m. every night (save on Sundays when he read a sermon) until he too lay upon the green sofa, which had not been used since Mrs. Ormerod lay there, but still looked much the same. \"We deeply felt the happiness of ministering to his welfare,\" Miss Ormerod wrote, \"for he would not hear of our leaving him for even twenty-four hours and he objected to visits from my brothers excepting occasionally for a short time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She led the way to the drawing-room, where she took up her embroidery, and began again to dissuade Terence from walking down to the hotel in this heat. But the more she dissuaded, the more he was determined to go. He became irritated and obstinate. There were moments when they almost disliked each other. He wanted other people; he wanted Rachel, to see them with him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Did you ever see such a set of cranks? The woman asked me if I thought her husband looked like a gentleman!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Foolish!\" cried Helen, but they went stumbling up the ladder. Choked by the wind their spirits rose with a rush, for on the skirts of all the grey tumult was a misty spot of gold. Instantly the world dropped into shape; they were no longer atoms flying in the void, but people riding a triumphant ship on the back of the sea. Wind and space were banished; the world floated like an apple in a tub, and the mind of man, which had been unmoored also, once more attached itself to the old beliefs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Rachel made no response to this invitation either. She stopped with her fingers on the handle of the door, as if she remembered that some sort of pronouncement was due from her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Produce your instances, Miss Vinrace,\" he went on, joining his finger-tips. \"I'm ready to be converted.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes, indeed,\" said Clarissa. She turned to Helen with an air of profundity. \"I'm convinced people are wrong when they say it's work that wears one; it's responsibility. That's why one pays one's cook more than one's housemaid, I suppose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Look at Hirst!\" Mr. Flushing whispered. His sheet of paper had slipped on to the deck, his head lay back, and he drew a long snoring breath.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was close to him now, could see him staring at the sky, muttering, clasping his hands. Yet Dr. Holmes said there was nothing the matter with him. What then had happened--why had he gone, then, why, when she sat by him, did he start, frown at her, move away, and point at her hand, take her hand, look at it terrified?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "(She was like a poplar, she was like a river, she was like a hyacinth, Willie Titcomb was thinking. Oh how much nicer to be in the country and do what she liked! She could hear her poor dog howling, Elizabeth was certain.) She was not a bit like Clarissa, Peter Walsh said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Of the hundred years that have passed since Charlotte Bronte was born, she, the centre now of so much legend, devotion, and literature, lived but thirty-nine. It is strange to reflect how different those legends might have been had her life reached the ordinary human span. She might have become, like some of her famous contemporaries, a figure familiarly met with in London and elsewhere, the subject of pictures and anecdotes innumerable, the writer of many novels, of memoirs possibly, removed from us well within the memory of the middle-aged in all the splendour of established fame. She might have been wealthy, she might have been prosperous. But it is not so.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, I am surprised!\" she exclaimed. \"You look so awfully serious. Do let's be friends and tell each other what we're like. I hate being cautious, don't you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's a matter of temperament, I believe,\" Miss Allan helped her. \"There are some people who have no difficulty; for myself I find there are a great many things I simply cannot say. But then I consider myself very slow. One of my colleagues now, knows whether she likes you or not--let me see, how does she do it?--by the way you say good-morning at breakfast. It is sometimes a matter of years before I can make up my mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So there was a man outside; Evans presumably; and the roses, which Rezia said were half dead, had been picked by him in the fields of Greece. \"Communication is health; communication is happiness, communication--\" he muttered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\". . . The famished animal, which had been noticed by workmen for some days, was rescued, but--by Jove! it bit the man's hand to pieces!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You brute! You brute!\" cried Septimus, seeing human nature, that is Dr. Holmes, enter the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's so enormously important, you see,\" Hewet replied. \"Their lives are now changed for ever.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Since she was lying on the sofa, cloistered, exempt, the presence of this thing which she felt to be so obvious became physically existent; with robes of sound from the street, sunny, with hot breath, whispering, blowing out the blinds. But suppose Peter said to her, \"Yes, yes, but your parties--what's the sense of your parties?\" all she could say was (and nobody could be expected to understand): They're an offering; which sounded horribly vague. But who was Peter to make out that life was all plain sailing?--Peter always in love, always in love with the wrong woman? What's your love? she might say to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Seeing life\" was the phrase they used for their habit of strolling through the town after dark. The social life of Santa Marina was carried on almost entirely by lamp-light, which the warmth of the nights and the scents culled from flowers made pleasant enough. The young women, with their hair magnificently swept in coils, a red flower behind the ear, sat on the doorsteps, or issued out on to balconies, while the young men ranged up and down beneath, shouting up a greeting from time to time and stopping here and there to enter into amorous talk. At the open windows merchants could be seen making up the day's account, and older women lifting jars from shelf to shelf. The streets were full of people, men for the most part, who interchanged their views of the world as they walked, or gathered round the wine-tables at the street corner, where an old cripple was twanging his guitar strings, while a poor girl cried her passionate song in the gutter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They had spent much time already in thus filling out for the other the course of their past lives, and the characters of their friends and relations, so that very soon Terence knew not only what Rachel's aunts might be expected to say upon every occasion, but also how their bedrooms were furnished, and what kind of bonnets they wore. He could sustain a conversation between Mrs. Hunt and Rachel, and carry on a tea-party including the Rev. William Johnson and Miss Macquoid, the Christian Scientists, with remarkable likeness to the truth. But he had known many more people, and was far more highly skilled in the art of narrative than Rachel was, whose experiences were, for the most part, of a curiously childlike and humorous kind, so that it generally fell to her lot to listen and ask questions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Honestly, honestly,--how I hate that word! It's always used by prigs,\" cried Evelyn. \"Honestly I think they ought to be. That's what's so disappointing. Every time one thinks it's not going to happen, and every time it does.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "On the contrary, it seems to me pretty sure that she, whoever she may be, is damned, since it's all a matter of flats and hats and sea gulls, or so it seems to be for a hundred people sitting here well dressed, walled in, furred, replete. Not that I can boast, since I too sit passive on a gilt chair, only turning the earth above a buried memory, as we all do, for there are signs, if I'm not mistaken, that we're all recalling something, furtively seeking something. Why fidget? Why so anxious about the sit of cloaks; and gloves--whether to button or unbutton? Then watch that elderly face against the dark canvas, a moment ago urbane and flushed; now taciturn and sad, as if in shadow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked round her. \"I hate this place. I hate these people,\" she said. \"I wish you'd come up to my room with me. I do want to talk to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is, at any rate, in some such fashion as this that we seek to define the quality which distinguishes the work of several young writers, among whom Mr. James Joyce is the most notable, from that of their predecessors. They attempt to come closer to life, and to preserve more sincerely and exactly what interests and moves them, even if to do so they must discard most of the conventions which are commonly observed by the novelist. Let us record the atoms as they fall upon the mind in the order in which they fall, let us trace the pattern, however disconnected and incoherent in appearance, which each sight or incident scores upon the consciousness. Let us not take it for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small. Any one who has read The Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man or, what promises to be a far more interesting work, Ulysses,[10] now appearing in the Little Review, will have hazarded some theory of this nature as to Mr. Joyce's intention.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears and sorrows; courage and endurance; a perfectly upright and stoical bearing. Think, for example, of the woman she admired most, Lady Bexborough, opening the bazaar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That proves nothing,\" said Jane. \"They all do it. Only,\" she sighed, \"it doesn't seem to help us much. Perhaps we had better examine modern literature next. Liz, it's your turn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Clarissa exclaimed that she could think of nothing more delightful. For an instant she saw herself in her drawing-room in Browne Street with a Plato open on her knees--Plato in the original Greek. She could not help believing that a real scholar, if specially interested, could slip Greek into her head with scarcely any trouble.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Between the extinction of Hewet's candle and the rising of a dusky Spanish boy who was the first to survey the desolation of the hotel in the early morning, a few hours of silence intervened. One could almost hear a hundred people breathing deeply, and however wakeful and restless it would have been hard to escape sleep in the middle of so much sleep. Looking out of the windows, there was only darkness to be seen. All over the shadowed half of the world people lay prone, and a few flickering lights in empty streets marked the places where their cities were built. Red and yellow omnibuses were crowding each other in Piccadilly; sumptuous women were rocking at a standstill; but here in the darkness an owl flitted from tree to tree, and when the breeze lifted the branches the moon flashed as if it were a torch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "That Peter Walsh had been in love with Clarissa; that he would go back directly after lunch and find Clarissa; that he would tell her, in so many words, that he loved her. Yes, he would say that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it is just when opinions universally prevail and we have added lip service to their authority that we become sometimes most keenly conscious that we do not believe a word that we are saying. It is a barren and exhausted age, we repeat; we must look back with envy to the past. Meanwhile it is one of the first fine days of spring. Life is not altogether lacking in colour. The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "However this may be, the problem before the novelist at present, as we suppose it to have been in the past, is to contrive means of being free to set down what he chooses. He has to have the courage to say that what interests him is no longer \"this\" but \"that\": out of \"that\" alone must he construct his work. For the moderns \"that\", the point of interest, lies very likely in the dark places of psychology. At once, therefore, the accent falls a little differently; the emphasis is upon something hitherto ignored; at once a different outline of form becomes necessary, difficult for us to grasp, incomprehensible to our predecessors. No one but a modern, perhaps no one but a Russian, would have felt the interest of the situation which Tchekov has made into the short story which he calls \"Gusev\".", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Everybody in the room has six sons at Eton,\" Peter told her, except himself. He, thank God, had none. No sons, no daughters, no wife. Well, he didn't seem to mind, said Sally. He looked younger, she thought, than any of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Again, the arrival of the strangers made it obvious to Rachel, as the hour of dinner approached, that she must change her dress; and the ringing of the great bell found her sitting on the edge of her berth in such a position that the little glass above the washstand reflected her head and shoulders. In the glass she wore an expression of tense melancholy, for she had come to the depressing conclusion, since the arrival of the Dalloways, that her face was not the face she wanted, and in all probability never would be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't see your circles--I don't see them,\" Hewet continued. \"I see a thing like a teetotum spinning in and out--knocking into things--dashing from side to side--collecting numbers--more and more and more, till the whole place is thick with them. Round and round they go--out there, over the rim--out of sight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There seemed to be no foundation for St. John's gossip about Arthur and Susan. Sunburnt and vigorous they sat side by side, with their racquets across their knees, not saying much but smiling slightly all the time. Through the thin white clothes which they wore, it was possible to see the lines of their bodies and legs, the beautiful curves of their muscles, his leanness and her flesh, and it was natural to think of the firm-fleshed sturdy children that would be theirs. Their faces had too little shape in them to be beautiful, but they had clear eyes and an appearance of great health and power of endurance, for it seemed as if the blood would never cease to run in his veins, or to lie deeply and calmly in her cheeks. Their eyes at the present moment were brighter than usual, and wore the peculiar expression of pleasure and self-confidence which is seen in the eyes of athletes, for they had been playing tennis, and they were both first-rate at the game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So Sir John read his Chaucer in the comfortless room with the wind blowing and the smoke stinging, and left his father's tombstone unmade. But no book, no tomb, had power to hold him long. He was one of those ambiguous characters who haunt the boundary line where one age merges in another and are not able to inhabit either. At one moment he was all for buying books cheap; next he was off to France and told his mother, \"My mind is now not most upon books\". In his own house, where his mother Margaret was perpetually making out inventories or confiding in Gloys the priest, he had no peace or comfort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "To read George Eliot attentively is to become aware how little one knows about her. It is also to become aware of the credulity, not very creditable to one's insight, with which, half consciously and partly maliciously, one had accepted the late Victorian version of a deluded woman who held phantom sway over subjects even more deluded than herself. At what moment, and by what means her spell was broken it is difficult to ascertain. Some people attribute it to the publication of her Life. Perhaps George Meredith, with his phrase about the \"mercurial little showman\" and the \"errant woman\" on the dais, gave point and poison to the arrows of thousands incapable of aiming them so accurately, but delighted to let fly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A scrap of her talk is preserved. \"We ought to respect our influence,\" she said. \"We know by our own experience how very much others affect our lives, and we must remember that we in turn must have the same effect upon others.\" Jealously treasured, committed to memory, one can imagine recalling the scene, repeating the words, thirty years later and suddenly, for the first time, bursting into laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Roses, she thought sardonically. All trash, m'dear. For really, what with eating, drinking, and mating, the bad days and good, life had been no mere matter of roses, and what was more, let me tell you, Carrie Dempster had no wish to change her lot with any woman's in Kentish Town! But, she implored, pity. Pity, for the loss of roses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had not found life simple, Peter said. His relations with Clarissa had not been simple. It had spoilt his life, he said. (They had been so intimate--he and Sally Seton, it was absurd not to say it.) One could not be in love twice, he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Disgusting,\" she whispered, indicating the basins. Relics of humour still played over her face like moonshine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "By Friday it could not be denied that the illness was no longer an attack that would pass off in a day or two; it was a real illness that required a good deal of organisation, and engrossed the attention of at least five people, but there was no reason to be anxious. Instead of lasting five days it was going to last ten days. Rodriguez was understood to say that there were well-known varieties of this illness. Rodriguez appeared to think that they were treating the illness with undue anxiety. His visits were always marked by the same show of confidence, and in his interviews with Terence he always waved aside his anxious and minute questions with a kind of flourish which seemed to indicate that they were all taking it much too seriously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I know very well that I am not--that I have not much to offer you either in myself or in my circumstances. And I forget; it cannot seem the miracle to you that it does to me. Until I met you I had gone on in my own quiet way--we are both very quiet people, my sister and I--quite content with my lot. My friendship with Arthur was the most important thing in my life. Now that I know you, all that has changed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen might draw her own conclusions as to why life was hard, as to why an hour later, perhaps, life was something so wonderful and vivid that the eyes of Rachel beholding it were positively exhilarating to a spectator. True to her creed, she did not attempt to interfere, although there were enough of those weak moments of depression to make it perfectly easy for a less scrupulous person to press through and know all, and perhaps Rachel was sorry that she did not choose. All these moods ran themselves into one general effect, which Helen compared to the sliding of a river, quick, quicker, quicker still, as it races to a waterfall. Her instinct was to cry out Stop! but even had there been any use in crying Stop!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Momentary though it seemed, nevertheless the interruption was upsetting; every one was more or less put out by it, from Mr. Grice, the steward, to Ridley himself. A few minutes later Rachel passed the smoking-room, and found Helen moving arm-chairs. She was absorbed in her arrangements, and on seeing Rachel remarked confidentially:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But you will play to us?\" Clarissa entreated. \"I can't imagine anything nicer than to sit out in the moonlight and listen to music--only that sounds too like a schoolgirl! You know,\" she said, turning to Helen, \"I don't think music's altogether good for people--I'm afraid not.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Let us bother the librarian once again. Let us ask him to reach down, dust, and hand over to us that little brown book over there, the Memoirs of Mrs. Pilkington, three volumes bound in one, printed by Peter Hoey in Dublin, MDCCLXXVI. The deepest obscurity shades her retreat; the dust lies heavy on her tomb--one board is loose, that is to say, and nobody has read her since early in the last century when a reader, presumably a lady, whether disgusted by her obscenity or stricken by the hand of death, left off in the middle and marked her place with a faded list of goods and groceries. If ever a woman wanted a champion, it is obviously Laetitia Pilkington. Who then was she?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But London, London's the place,\" Terence continued. They looked together at the carpet, as though London itself were to be seen there lying on the floor, with all its spires and pinnacles pricking through the smoke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel read the words aloud to make herself believe in them. For the same reason she put her hand on Helen's shoulder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet such an expression seems ill fitted to describe the state of mind of a student to whom, after painful argument, the truth has been revealed. But truth is various; truth comes to us in different disguises; it is not with the intellect alone that we perceive it. It is a winter's night; the tables are spread at Agathon's house; the girl is playing the flute; Socrates has washed himself and put on sandals; he has stopped in the hall; he refuses to move when they send for him. Now Socrates has done; he is bantering Alcibiades; Alcibiades takes a fillet and binds it round \"this wonderful fellow's head\". He praises Socrates.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They were talking about the things they had bought and arguing whether they were really old, and whether there were not signs here and there of European influence. Helen was appealed to. She was made to look at a brooch, and then at a pair of ear-rings. But all the time she blamed them for having come on this expedition, for having ventured too far and exposed themselves. Then she roused herself and tried to talk, but in a few moments she caught herself seeing a picture of a boat upset on the river in England, at midday.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Five shillings, perhaps, will secure a life subscription to this faded, out-of-date, obsolete library, which with a little help from the rates, is chiefly subsidised from the shelves of clergymen's widows, and country gentlemen inheriting more books than their wives like to dust. In the middle of the wide airy room, with windows that look to the sea and let in the shouts of men crying pilchards for sale on the cobbled street below, a row of vases stands, in which specimens of the local flowers droop, each with its name inscribed beneath. The elderly, the marooned, the bored, drift from newspaper to newspaper, or sit holding their heads over back numbers of The Illustrated London News and the Wesleyan Chronicle. No one has spoken aloud here since the room was opened in 1854. The obscure sleep on the walls, slouching against each other as if they were too drowsy to stand upright.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, Lord!\" said Hirst, \"do shut it! I can see Miss Warrington and Miss Allan and Mrs. Elliot and the rest squatting on the stones and quacking, 'How jolly!'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Higher and higher they went, becoming separated from the world. The world, when they turned to look back, flattened itself out, and was marked with squares of thin green and grey.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It all looked so empty. All the chairs were against the wall. What had they been doing? Oh, it was for the party; no, he had not forgotten, the party. Peter Walsh was back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When Susan's engagement had been approved at home, and made public to any one who took an interest in it at the hotel--and by this time the society at the hotel was divided so as to point to invisible chalk-marks such as Mr. Hirst had described, the news was felt to justify some celebration--an expedition? That had been done already. A dance then. The advantage of a dance was that it abolished one of those long evenings which were apt to become tedious and lead to absurdly early hours in spite of bridge.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah, dear!--I knew him--ages ago,\" said Ridley. \"He was the hero of the punt accident, you remember? A queer card. Married a young woman out of a tobacconist's, and lived in the Fens--never heard what became of him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But how could she swallow all that stuff about poetry? How could she let him hold forth about Shakespeare? Seriously and solemnly Richard Dalloway got on his hind legs and said that no decent man ought to read Shakespeare's sonnets because it was like listening at keyholes (besides the relationship was not one that he approved). No decent man ought to let his wife visit a deceased wife's sister. Incredible!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Mr. Fletcher had to go. He had to pass her, and being himself neat as a new pin, could not help being a little distressed by the poor lady's disorder; her hair down; her parcel on the floor. She did not at once let him pass. But, as he stood gazing about him, at the white marbles, grey window panes, and accumulated treasures (for he was extremely proud of the Abbey), her largeness, robustness, and power as she sat there shifting her knees from time to time (it was so rough the approach to her God--so tough her desires) impressed him, as they had impressed Mrs. Dalloway (she could not get the thought of her out of her mind that afternoon), the Rev. Edward Whittaker, and Elizabeth too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nothin' that's more than twenty years old interests me,\" she continued. \"Mouldy old pictures, dirty old books, they stick 'em in museums when they're only fit for burnin'.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It seems so inexplicable,\" Evelyn continued. \"Death, I mean. Why should she be dead, and not you or I? It was only a fortnight ago that she was here with the rest of us. What d'you believe?\" she demanded of Mr. Perrott.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Evans!\" he cried. There was no answer. A mouse had squeaked, or a curtain rustled. Those were the voices of the dead. The screen, the coal-scuttle, the sideboard remained to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Taking seats in a carriage drawn by long-tailed horses with pheasants' feathers erect between their ears, the Ambroses, Mr. Pepper, and Rachel rattled out of the harbour. The day increased in heat as they drove up the hill. The road passed through the town, where men seemed to be beating brass and crying \"Water,\" where the passage was blocked by mules and cleared by whips and curses, where the women walked barefoot, their heads balancing baskets, and cripples hastily displayed mutilated members; it issued among steep green fields, not so green but that the earth showed through. Great trees now shaded all but the centre of the road, and a mountain stream, so shallow and so swift that it plaited itself into strands as it ran, raced along the edge. Higher they went, until Ridley and Rachel walked behind; next they turned along a lane scattered with stones, where Mr. Pepper raised his stick and silently indicated a shrub, bearing among sparse leaves a voluminous purple blossom; and at a rickety canter the last stage of the way was accomplished.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But what has he done?\" Sally asked. Public work, she supposed. And were they happy together? Sally asked (she herself was extremely happy); for, she admitted, she knew nothing about them, only jumped to conclusions, as one does, for what can one know even of the people one lives with every day? she asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here she is mending her dress; mending her dress as usual, he thought; here she's been sitting all the time I've been in India; mending her dress; playing about; going to parties; running to the House and back and all that, he thought, growing more and more irritated, more and more agitated, for there's nothing in the world so bad for some women as marriage, he thought; and politics; and having a Conservative husband, like the admirable Richard. So it is, so it is, he thought, shutting his knife with a snap.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Move! Move! Move!\" cried Helen, chasing him from corner to corner with a chair as though he were an errant hen. \"Out of the way, Ridley, and in half an hour you'll find it ready.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't pity myself,\" she said. \"I pity\"--she meant to say \"your mother\" but no, she could not, not to Elizabeth. \"I pity other people,\" she said, \"more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It seemed that Rachel herself had no suspicion that she was watched, or that there was anything in her manner likely to draw attention to her. What had happened to her she did not know. Her mind was very much in the condition of the racing water to which Helen compared it. She wanted to see Terence; she was perpetually wishing to see him when he was not there; it was an agony to miss seeing him; agonies were strewn all about her day on account of him, but she never asked herself what this force driving through her life arose from. She thought of no result any more than a tree perpetually pressed downwards by the wind considers the result of being pressed downwards by the wind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was old Aunt Helena in her shawl. Alas, she must leave them--Lord Gayton and Nancy Blow. There was old Miss Parry, her aunt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen looked at her. Her face was weak rather than decided, saved from insipidity by the large enquiring eyes; denied beauty, now that she was sheltered indoors, by the lack of colour and definite outline. Moreover, a hesitation in speaking, or rather a tendency to use the wrong words, made her seem more than normally incompetent for her years. Mrs. Ambrose, who had been speaking much at random, now reflected that she certainly did not look forward to the intimacy of three or four weeks on board ship which was threatened. Women of her own age usually boring her, she supposed that girls would be worse.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She leant back in her chair and looked laughingly at the young man. She could see that he was genuinely cross, if at the same time slightly excited.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What business had the Bradshaws to talk of death at her party? A young man had killed himself. And they talked of it at her party--the Bradshaws talked of death. He had killed himself--but how? Always her body went through it first, when she was told, suddenly, of an accident; her dress flamed, her body burnt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"So you're in a funk,\" he said agreeably, sitting down by his patient's side. He had actually talked of killing himself to his wife, quite a girl, a foreigner, wasn't she? Didn't that give her a very odd idea of English husbands? Didn't one owe perhaps a duty to one's wife? Wouldn't it be better to do something instead of lying in bed?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"From twelve to sixteen hours I would say,\" said Hirst. \"The time usually occupied by a first confinement.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel was not in the mood to think clearly about any one's state of mind. She was however in the mood to say straight out whatever occurred to her without fear of the consequences.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If I'd my way I'd burn that to-morrow,\" Mrs. Flushing laughed. She had a laugh like the cry of a jay, at once startling and joyless.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, yes, I've heard about Sinclair. He's retired to his mine with a revolver. He writes to Evelyn daily that he's thinking of committing suicide. I've assured her that he's never been so happy in his life, and, on the whole, she's inclined to agree with me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was attaching meanings to words of a symbolical kind. A serious symptom, to be noted on the card.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My father told me to begin,\" she explained. \"He is very busy with the men. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I should call yours a singularly untidy mind,\" he observed. \"Feelings? Aren't they just what we do allow for? We put love up there, and all the rest somewhere down below.\" With his left hand he indicated the top of a pyramid, and with his right the base.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the Elizabethan prose writers, if they have the formlessness of youth have, too, its freshness and audacity. In the same essay Sidney shapes language, masterfully and easily, to his liking; freely and naturally reaches his hand for a metaphor. To bring this prose to perfection (and Dryden's prose is very near perfection) only the discipline of the stage was necessary and the growth of self-consciousness. It is in the plays, and especially in the comic passages of the plays, that the finest Elizabethan prose is to be found. The stage was the nursery where prose learnt to find its feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When a name has dropped out of use, the lightest touch upon it tells. Mrs. Dalloway went on:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He's a bore when he talks about currents,\" said Rachel. Her eyes were full of sleep, but Mrs. Dalloway still seemed to her wonderful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And you, Mr. Hirst?\" said Mrs. Thornbury, perceiving that the gaunt young man was near. \"I'm sure you read everything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Jolly little chaps,\" said Mr. Venning. \"Look here, you've got nothing to eat.\" A great wedge of cake was handed Susan on the point of a trembling knife. Her hand trembled too as she took it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Now, Eleanor,\" said her mother, as the party assembled for the expedition to the pond, \"here are some pretty beetles. Don't touch the glass. Don't get down from your chair, and when we come back little George will tell you all about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She set them all thinking vaguely of the things they wanted. Mrs. Elliot knew exactly what she wanted; she wanted a child; and the usual little pucker deepened on her brow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself. This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us. If one has the courage to ask her what she thinks, she is always saying the very opposite to what other people say. Other people, for instance, long ago made up their minds that old invalidish gentlemen ought to stay at home and edify the rest of us by the spectacle of their connubial fidelity. The soul of Montaigne said, on the contrary, that it is in old age that one ought to travel, and marriage, which, rightly, is very seldom founded on love, is apt to become, towards the end of life, a formal tie better broken up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You agree with my spinster Aunt, I expect,\" said St. John in his jaunty manner, which was always irritating because it made the person he talked to appear unduly clumsy and in earnest. \"'Be good, sweet maid'--I thought Mr. Kingsley and my Aunt were now obsolete.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She went on, into the little room where the Prime Minister had gone with Lady Bruton. Perhaps there was somebody there. But there was nobody. The chairs still kept the impress of the Prime Minister and Lady Bruton, she turned deferentially, he sitting four-square, authoritatively. They had been talking about India.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Sure they weren't mermaids?\" said Hirst. \"It's much too hot to climb uphill.\" He looked at Helen, who showed no signs of moving.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was a pause, which was decidedly uncomfortable. Mrs. Dalloway then gave a little shiver, and asked whether she might have her fur cloak brought to her. As she adjusted the soft brown fur about her neck a fresh topic struck her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Partly because you're a woman,\" he replied. When he said this, Rachel, who had become oblivious of anything, and had reverted to a childlike state of interest and pleasure, lost her freedom and became self-conscious. She felt herself at once singular and under observation, as she felt with St. John Hirst. She was about to launch into an argument which would have made them both feel bitterly against each other, and to define sensations which had no such importance as words were bound to give them when Hewet led her thoughts in a different direction.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was not afraid. At every moment Nature signified by some laughing hint like that gold spot which went round the wall--there, there, there--her determination to show, by brandishing her plumes, shaking her tresses, flinging her mantle this way and that, beautifully, always beautifully, and standing close up to breathe through her hollowed hands Shakespeare's words, her meaning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I shall sit down here,\" she announced, pointing to the trunk of a tree which had fallen long ago and was now laced across and across by creepers and thong-like brambles. She seated herself, opened her parasol, and looked at the river which was barred by the stems of trees. She turned her back to the trees which disappeared in black shadow behind her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"On the whole, what I should like best at this moment,\" Terence pondered, \"would be to find myself walking down Kingsway, by those big placards, you know, and turning into the Strand. Perhaps I might go and look over Waterloo Bridge for a moment. Then I'd go along the Strand past the shops with all the new books in them, and through the little archway into the Temple. I always like the quiet after the uproar. You hear your own footsteps suddenly quite loud.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The drawbacks of being Jane Eyre are not far to seek. Always to be a governess and always to be in love is a serious limitation in a world which is full, after all, of people who are neither one nor the other. The characters of a Jane Austen or of a Tolstoi have a million facets compared with these. They live and are complex by means of their effect upon many different people who serve to mirror them in the round. They move hither and thither whether their creators watch them or not, and the world in which they live seems to us an independent world which we can visit, now that they have created it, by ourselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"On the contrary,\" said Mr. Hewet, \"I always think it a compliment to remind people of some one else. But Miss Umpleby--why did she grow roses?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence smoked and Arthur smoked and Evelyn smoked, so that the air was full of the mist and fragrance of good tobacco. In the intervals when no one spoke, they heard far off the low murmur of the sea, as the waves quietly broke and spread the beach with a film of water, and withdrew to break again. The cool green light fell through the leaves of the tree, and there were soft crescents and diamonds of sunshine upon the plates and the tablecloth. Mrs. Thornbury, after watching them all for a time in silence, began to ask Rachel kindly questions--When did they all go back? Oh, they expected her father.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The voice quickened, and the tone became conclusive rising slightly in pitch, as if these words were at the end of the chapter. Hewet drew back again into the shadow. There was a long silence. He could just hear chairs being moved inside. He had almost decided to go back, when suddenly two figures appeared at the window, not six feet from him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Look here,\" said Mr. Perrott, \"you don't give me a chance. You think we ought to begin things fresh. Good. But I don't see precisely--conquer a territory? They're all conquered already, aren't they?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A. M.--Talked to Mrs. H. Elliot about country neighbours. She knows the Manns; also the Selby-Carroways. How small the world is! Like her. Read a chapter of Miss Appleby's Adventure to Aunt E. P. M.--Played lawn-tennis with Mr. Perrott and Evelyn M. Don't like Mr. P. Have a feeling that he is not 'quite,' though clever certainly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I quite agree with you, St. John,\" Helen burst out. \"It's monstrous. The hypocritical smugness of the English makes my blood boil. A man who's made a fortune in trade as Mr. Thornbury has is bound to be twice as bad as any prostitute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Lord, lord, the snobbery of the English! thought Peter Walsh, standing in the corner. How they loved dressing up in gold lace and doing homage! There! That must be, by Jove it was, Hugh Whitbread, snuffing round the precincts of the great, grown rather fatter, rather whiter, the admirable Hugh!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was nearly eleven o'clock when Dr. Lesage again appeared in the room. He approached them very slowly, and did not speak at once. He looked first at St. John and then at Terence, and said to Terence, \"Mr. Hewet, I think you should go upstairs now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the mention of Montaigne suggests that though the influence of the sea and the voyages, of the lumber-room crammed with sea beasts and horns and ivory and old maps and nautical instruments, helped to inspire the greatest age of English poetry, its effects were by no means so beneficial upon English prose. Rhyme and metre helped the poets to keep the tumult of their perceptions in order. But the prose writer, without these restrictions, accumulated clauses, petered out in interminable catalogues, tripped and stumbled over the convolutions of his own rich draperies. How little Elizabethan prose was fit for its office, how exquisitely French prose was already adapted, can be seen by comparing a passage from Sidney's Defense of Poesie with one from Montaigne's Essays.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My shoulder blades?\" he asked, shifting them painfully. \"Beauty has no effect upon uric acid that I'm aware of,\" he sighed, contemplating the round pane opposite, through which the sky and sea showed blue. At the same time he took a little parchment volume from his pocket and laid it on the table. As it was clear that he invited comment, Helen asked him the name of it. She got the name; but she got also a disquisition upon the proper method of making roads.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"An experience anyhow,\" said Miss Allan calmly. \"Let me see--I have nothing else to offer you, unless you would like to taste this.\" A small cupboard hung above her bed, and she took out of it a slim elegant jar filled with a bright green fluid.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You tempt me,\" he said. The tone of his voice was terrifying. He seemed choked in fright. They were both trembling. Rachel stood up and went.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes, and one has to say something about everybody,\" Miss Allan added. \"That is what I find so difficult, saying something different about everybody.\" Then she thought that she had said enough about herself, and she asked whether they had come down to join the tennis tournament. \"The young people are very keen about it. It begins again in half an hour.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At luncheon it was remarked by several people that the visitors at the hotel were beginning to leave; there were fewer every day. There were only forty people at luncheon, instead of the sixty that there had been. So old Mrs. Paley computed, gazing about her with her faded eyes, as she took her seat at her own table in the window. Her party generally consisted of Mr. Perrott as well as Arthur and Susan, and to-day Evelyn was lunching with them also.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But then--the muffins, the bald elderly dog? Bead mats I should fancy and the consolation of underlinen. If Minnie Marsh were run over and taken to hospital, nurses and doctors themselves would exclaim.... There's the vista and the vision--there's the distance--the blue blot at the end of the avenue, while, after all, the tea is rich, the muffin hot, and the dog--\"Benny, to your basket, sir, and see what mother's brought you!\" So, taking the glove with the worn thumb, defying once more the encroaching demon of what's called going in holes, you renew the fortifications, threading the grey wool, running it in and out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My mother had two miscarriages, I know,\" she said suddenly. \"The first because she met one of those great dancing bears--they shouldn't be allowed; the other--it was a horrid story--our cook had a child and there was a dinner party. So I put my dyspepsia down to that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At this Helen laughed outright. \"Nonsense,\" she said. \"You're not a Christian. You've never thought what you are.--And there are lots of other questions,\" she continued, \"though perhaps we can't ask them yet.\" Although they had talked so freely they were all uncomfortably conscious that they really knew nothing about each other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Odd things happen to one,\" said Arthur. \"One goes along smoothly enough, one thing following another, and it's all very jolly and plain sailing, and you think you know all about it, and suddenly one doesn't know where one is a bit, and everything seems different from what it used to seem. Now to-day, coming up that path, riding behind you, I seemed to see everything as if--\" he paused and plucked a piece of grass up by the roots. He scattered the little lumps of earth which were sticking to the roots--\"As if it had a kind of meaning. You've made the difference to me,\" he jerked out, \"I don't see why I shouldn't tell you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yes, she knew she must go back to all that, but at present she must weep. Screening her face she sobbed more steadily than she had yet done, her shoulders rising and falling with great regularity. It was this figure that her husband saw when, having reached the polished Sphinx, having entangled himself with a man selling picture postcards, he turned; the stanza instantly stopped. He came up to her, laid his hand on her shoulder, and said, \"Dearest.\" His voice was supplicating. But she shut her face away from him, as much as to say, \"You can't possibly understand.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I know,\" she said, actually putting one arm round Rachel's shoulder. \"When I was your age I wanted too. No one understood until I met Richard. He gave me all I wanted. He's man and woman as well.\" Her eyes rested upon Mr. Dalloway, leaning upon the rail, still talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah--I see what you mean. But I don't agree. And you won't when you're older. At your age I only liked Shelley. I can remember sobbing over him in the garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is almost the only occasion upon which silence is recorded of him. To muse, to repent, to contemplate were foreign to his nature. His wife and friends and children are silhouetted with extreme vividness upon a broad disc of interminable chatter. Upon no other background could we realise so clearly the sharp fragment of his first wife, or the shades and depths which make up the character, at once humane and brutal, advanced and hidebound of the inconsistent philosopher, Thomas Day. But his power is not limited to people; landscapes, groups, societies seem, even as he describes them, to split off from him, to be projected away, so that we are able to run just ahead of him and anticipate his coming.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "After a few minutes' pause, the father, the daughter, and the son-in-law who played the horn flourished with one accord. Like the rats who followed the piper, heads instantly appeared in the doorway. There was another flourish; and then the trio dashed spontaneously into the triumphant swing of the waltz. It was as though the room were instantly flooded with water. After a moment's hesitation first one couple, then another, leapt into mid-stream, and went round and round in the eddies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Good-night--good-night!\" she said. \"Oh, I know my way--do pray for calm! Good-night!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Sally, to do her justice, saw through all that. One of the things he remembered best was an argument one Sunday morning at Bourton about women's rights (that antediluvian topic), when Sally suddenly lost her temper, flared up, and told Hugh that he represented all that was most detestable in British middle-class life. She told him that she considered him responsible for the state of \"those poor girls in Piccadilly\"--Hugh, the perfect gentleman, poor Hugh!--never did a man look more horrified! She did it on purpose she said afterwards (for they used to get together in the vegetable garden and compare notes). \"He's read nothing, thought nothing, felt nothing,\" he could hear her saying in that very emphatic voice which carried so much farther than she knew.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For there was Professor Brierly, who lectured on Milton, talking to little Jim Hutton (who was unable even for a party like this to compass both tie and waistcoat or make his hair lie flat), and even at this distance they were quarrelling, she could see. For Professor Brierly was a very queer fish. With all those degrees, honours, lectureships between him and the scribblers he suspected instantly an atmosphere not favourable to his queer compound; his prodigious learning and timidity; his wintry charm without cordiality; his innocence blent with snobbery; he quivered if made conscious by a lady's unkempt hair, a youth's boots, of an underworld, very creditable doubtless, of rebels, of ardent young people; of would-be geniuses, and intimated with a little toss of the head, with a sniff--Humph!--the value of moderation; of some slight training in the classics in order to appreciate Milton. Professor Brierly (Clarissa could see) wasn't hitting it off with little Jim Hutton (who wore red socks, his black being at the laundry) about Milton. She interrupted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm going to try to get Aunt Emma out into the town,\" said Susan. \"She's not seen a thing yet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I quite agree,\" Helen laughed. \"But my husband spends his life in digging up manuscripts which nobody wants.\" She was amused by Ridley's expression of startled disapproval.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": ". . . ils l'ont faicte couler et glisser parmy la laschete de leurs occupations accoustumees entre des garses et bons compaignons; nul propos de consolation, nulle mention de testament, nulle affectation ambitieuse de constance, nul discours de leur condition future; mais entre les jeux, les festins, facecies, entretiens communs et populaires, et la musique, et des vers amoureux.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We are proud,\" we cried, \"that our mothers sacrificed their youth in such a cause as this!\" Castalia, who had been listening intently, looked prouder than all the rest. Then Jane reminded us that we had still much to learn, and Castalia begged us to make haste. On we went through a vast tangle of statistics. We learnt that England has a population of so many millions, and that such and such a proportion of them is constantly hungry and in prison; that the average size of a working man's family is such, and that so great a percentage of women die from maladies incident to childbirth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Hewet, \"let's consider. Let us consider--\" He paused, because for the moment he could not remember what it was that they had to consider. He was far more interested in her than in her story, for as she went on speaking his numbness had disappeared, and he was conscious of a mixture of liking, pity, and distrust. \"You've promised to marry both Oliver and Perrott?\" he concluded.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Accusing him of an affection of cynicism which was just as bad as sentimentality itself, she left her position by his side and knelt upon the window sill, twisting the curtain tassels between her fingers. A vague sense of dissatisfaction filled her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, yes,\" she interrupted us. \"You've been well taught, I can see. But you are not members of the London Library.\" Here her sobs broke forth anew. At length, recovering a little, she opened one of the pile of books which she always carried about with her--\"From a Window\" or \"In a Garden,\" or some such name as that it was called, and it was written by a man called Benton or Henson, or something of that kind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Perhaps he couldn't cut down a tree,\" said Hewet. \"Have you never cared for anybody?\" he asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The tree outside the window taps very gently on the pane.... I want to think quietly, calmly, spaciously, never to be interrupted, never to have to rise from my chair, to slip easily from one thing to another, without any sense of hostility, or obstacle. I want to sink deeper and deeper, away from the surface, with its hard separate facts. To steady myself, let me catch hold of the first idea that passes.... Shakespeare.... Well, he will do as well as another. A man who sat himself solidly in an arm-chair, and looked into the fire, so--A shower of ideas fell perpetually from some very high Heaven down through his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Feeling oddly detached from it all, Terence remembered how Helen had said that whenever anything happened to you this was how people behaved. Was she right, or was she wrong? He was too little interested to frame an opinion of his own. He put things away in his mind, as if one of these days he would think about them, but not now. The mist of unreality had deepened and deepened until it had produced a feeling of numbness all over his body.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A moment later the light had faded. Out in the garden then? But the trees spun darkness for a wandering beam of sun. So fine, so rare, coolly sunk beneath the surface the beam I sought always burnt behind the glass. Death was the glass; death was between us; coming to the woman first, hundreds of years ago, leaving the house, sealing all the windows; the rooms were darkened.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it had been a silly thing to do, in many ways, Peter said, to marry like that; \"a perfect goose she was,\" he said, but, he said, \"we had a splendid time of it,\" but how could that be? Sally wondered; what did he mean? and how odd it was to know him and yet not know a single thing that had happened to him. And did he say it out of pride? Very likely, for after all it must be galling for him (though he was an oddity, a sort of sprite, not at all an ordinary man), it must be lonely at his age to have no home, nowhere to go to.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the indomitable egotism which for ever rides down the hosts opposed to it, the river which says on, on, on; even though, it admits, there may be no goal for us whatever, still on, on; this indomitable egotism charged her cheeks with colour; made her look very young; very pink; very bright-eyed as she sat with her dress upon her knee, and her needle held to the end of green silk, trembling a little. He was in love! Not with her. With some younger woman, of course.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No one can go on being as ill as that day after day--\" Helen replied. She looked at him, and spoke as if she felt some indignation with somebody.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And as she began to go with Miss Pym from jar to jar, choosing, nonsense, nonsense, she said to herself, more and more gently, as if this beauty, this scent, this colour, and Miss Pym liking her, trusting her, were a wave which she let flow over her and surmount that hatred, that monster, surmount it all; and it lifted her up and up when--oh! a pistol shot in the street outside!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But I do envy those clever chaps sometimes,\" Arthur remarked. \"I don't suppose they ever . . .\" He did not finish his sentence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For she could stand it no longer. Dr. Holmes might say there was nothing the matter. Far rather would she that he were dead! She could not sit beside him when he stared so and did not see her and made everything terrible; sky and tree, children playing, dragging carts, blowing whistles, falling down; all were terrible. And he would not kill himself; and she could tell no one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Thank God!\" Terence exclaimed, drawing a long breath. \"At last we're alone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well?\" he said. He yawned openly, and lit a cigarette. He could not believe that this was really happening to him. \"What is it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I sometimes think you're not in love with me and never will be,\" he said energetically. She started and turned round at his words.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel was amazed. For one thing it amazed her to hear Thackeray called second-rate; and then she could not widen her point of view to believe that there could be great writers in existence at the present day, or if there were, that any one she knew could be a great writer, and his self-confidence astounded her, and he became more and more remote.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Elizabeth said she had forgotten her gloves. That was because Miss Kilman and her mother hated each other. She could not bear to see them together. She ran upstairs to find her gloves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's what I always find. There are too many things to look at. I find nature very stimulating myself. My best ideas have come to me out of doors.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But this young man who had killed himself--had he plunged holding his treasure? \"If it were now to die, 'twere now to be most happy,\" she had said to herself once, coming down in white.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it wasn't that you woke us. Oh, no. \"They're looking for it; they're drawing the curtain,\" one might say, and so read on a page or two. \"Now they've found it,\" one would be certain, stopping the pencil on the margin. And then, tired of reading, one might rise and see for oneself, the house all empty, the doors standing open, only the wood pigeons bubbling with content and the hum of the threshing machine sounding from the farm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on. If you put her in a room with some one, up went her back like a cat's; or she purred. Devonshire House, Bath House, the house with the china cockatoo, she had seen them all lit up once; and remembered Sylvia, Fred, Sally Seton--such hosts of people; and dancing all night; and the waggons plodding past to market; and driving home across the Park. She remembered once throwing a shilling into the Serpentine. But every one remembered; what she loved was this, here, now, in front of her; the fat lady in the cab.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't see why the Saturday club people shouldn't do a really great work in that way,\" she went on. \"Of course it would want organisation, some one to give their life to it, but I'm ready to do that. My notion's to think of the human beings first and let the abstract ideas take care of themselves. What's wrong with Lillah--if there is anything wrong--is that she thinks of Temperance first and the women afterwards. Now there's one thing I'll say to my credit,\" she continued; \"I'm not intellectual or artistic or anything of that sort, but I'm jolly human.\" She slipped off the bed and sat on the floor, looking up at Rachel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Yet in a play how dangerous this poetry, this lapse from the particular to the general must of necessity be, with the actors standing there in person, with their bodies and their faces passively waiting to be made use of! For this reason the later plays of Shakespeare, where there is more of poetry than of action, are better read than seen, better understood by leaving out the actual body than by having the body, with all its associations and movements, visible to the eye. The intolerable restrictions of the drama could be loosened, however, if a means could be found by which what was general and poetic, comment, not action, could be freed without interrupting the movement of the whole. It is this that the choruses supply; the old men or women who take no active part in the drama, the undifferentiated voices who sing like birds in the pauses of the wind; who can comment, or sum up, or allow the poet to speak himself or supply, by contrast, another side to his conception. Always in imaginative literature, where characters speak for themselves and the author has no part, the need of that voice is making itself felt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "After one of these glances she murmured, \"Yes, I'm in love. There's no doubt; I'm in love with you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us. . . . For thine is the Kingdom and the power and the glory, for ever and ever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The way servants treat flowers!\" she said hastily. She drew a green vase with a crinkled lip towards her, and began pulling out the tight little chrysanthemums, which she laid on the table-cloth, arranging them fastidiously side by side.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was now the height of the season, and every ship that came from England left a few people on the shores of Santa Marina who drove up to the hotel. The fact that the Ambroses had a house where one could escape momentarily from the slightly inhuman atmosphere of an hotel was a source of genuine pleasure not only to Hirst and Hewet, but to the Elliots, the Thornburys, the Flushings, Miss Allan, Evelyn M., together with other people whose identity was so little developed that the Ambroses did not discover that they possessed names. By degrees there was established a kind of correspondence between the two houses, the big and the small, so that at most hours of the day one house could guess what was going on in the other, and the words \"the villa\" and \"the hotel\" called up the idea of two separate systems of life. Acquaintances showed signs of developing into friends, for that one tie to Mrs. Parry's drawing-room had inevitably split into many other ties attached to different parts of England, and sometimes these alliances seemed cynically fragile, and sometimes painfully acute, lacking as they did the supporting background of organised English life. One night when the moon was round between the trees, Evelyn M. told Helen the story of her life, and claimed her everlasting friendship; on another occasion, merely because of a sigh, or a pause, or a word thoughtlessly dropped, poor Mrs. Elliot left the villa half in tears, vowing never again to meet the cold and scornful woman who had insulted her, and in truth, meet again they never did.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We got to know each other on that picnic the other day,\" she continued. \"He seemed so lonely, especially as Arthur had gone off with Susan, and one couldn't help guessing what was in his mind. So we had quite a long talk when you were looking at the ruins, and he told me all about his life, and his struggles, and how fearfully hard it had been. D'you know, he was a boy in a grocer's shop and took parcels to people's houses in a basket? That interested me awfully, because I always say it doesn't matter how you're born if you've got the right stuff in you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The motor car with its blinds drawn and an air of inscrutable reserve proceeded towards Piccadilly, still gazed at, still ruffling the faces on both sides of the street with the same dark breath of veneration whether for Queen, Prince, or Prime Minister nobody knew. The face itself had been seen only once by three people for a few seconds. Even the sex was now in dispute. But there could be no doubt that greatness was seated within; greatness was passing, hidden, down Bond Street, removed only by a hand's-breadth from ordinary people who might now, for the first and last time, be within speaking distance of the majesty of England, of the enduring symbol of the state which will be known to curious antiquaries, sifting the ruins of time, when London is a grass-grown path and all those hurrying along the pavement this Wednesday morning are but bones with a few wedding rings mixed up in their dust and the gold stoppings of innumerable decayed teeth. The face in the motor car will then be known.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Want more?\" Helen shouted. Speech was again beyond Clarissa's reach. The wind laid the ship shivering on her side. Pale agonies crossed Mrs. Dalloway in waves. When the curtains flapped, grey lights puffed across her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "When they appeared, St. John explained why it had been necessary for him to come to luncheon. He imitated Evelyn's enthusiastic tone as she confronted him in the smoking-room. \"She thinks there can be nothing quite so thrilling as mathematics, so I've lent her a large work in two volumes. It'll be interesting to see what she makes of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And how has little Eleanor enjoyed herself?\" asked Mr. Ormerod, in rather a deep voice, stepping into the room and with a slight air of heat and of fatigue upon his face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As Rachel had no wish to go or to stay, Evelyn took her by the wrist and drew her out of the hall and up the stairs. As they went upstairs two steps at a time, Evelyn, who still kept hold of Rachel's hand, ejaculated broken sentences about not caring a hang what people said. \"Why should one, if one knows one's right? And let 'em all go to blazes! Them's my opinions!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Ah. She could not resist recalling what Charles Darwin had said about her little book on the orchids of Burma.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Accordingly, remounting in order, they filed off down the hillside. Scraps of talk came floating back from one to another. There were jokes to begin with, and laughter; some walked part of the way, and picked flowers, and sent stones bounding before them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"If the mother is careful before,\" said Mrs. Thornbury judicially, \"there is no reason why the size of the family should make any difference. And there is no training like the training that brothers and sisters give each other. I am sure of that. I have seen it with my own children. My eldest boy Ralph, for instance--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She's every right to expect a handsome present from me, of course,\" she thought, looking vaguely at the leopard on its hind legs, \"and I've no doubt she does! Money goes a long way with every one. The young are very selfish. If I were to die, nobody would miss me but Dakyns, and she'll be consoled by the will! However, I've got no reason to complain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And Miss Brush went out, came back; laid papers on the table; and Hugh produced his fountain pen; his silver fountain pen, which had done twenty years' service, he said, unscrewing the cap. It was still in perfect order; he had shown it to the makers; there was no reason, they said, why it should ever wear out; which was somehow to Hugh's credit, and to the credit of the sentiments which his pen expressed (so Richard Dalloway felt) as Hugh began carefully writing capital letters with rings round them in the margin, and thus marvellously reduced Lady Bruton's tangles to sense, to grammar such as the editor of the Times, Lady Bruton felt, watching the marvellous transformation, must respect. Hugh was slow. Hugh was pertinacious. Richard said one must take risks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Miss Warrington,\" Rachel replied rashly, because she had to say something. She did indeed see Susan murmuring to Mrs. Elliot, while Arthur stared at her with complete confidence in his own love. Both Rachel and Evelyn then began to listen to what Susan was saying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's no laughing matter for me, I assure you,\" he protested. \"My mother's a chronic invalid, and I'm always expecting to be told that I've got heart disease myself. Rheumatism always goes to the heart in the end.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She watched the lines on her uncle's face gradually rearrange themselves at her question. It had been smooth as a mask before she spoke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All the same, that one day should follow another; Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday; that one should wake up in the morning; see the sky; walk in the park; meet Hugh Whitbread; then suddenly in came Peter; then these roses; it was enough. After that, how unbelievable death was!--that it must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all; how, every instant....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Beauty anyhow. Not the crude beauty of the eye. It was not beauty pure and simple--Bedford Place leading into Russell Square. It was straightness and emptiness of course; the symmetry of a corridor; but it was also windows lit up, a piano, a gramophone sounding; a sense of pleasure-making hidden, but now and again emerging when, through the uncurtained window, the window left open, one saw parties sitting over tables, young people slowly circling, conversations between men and women, maids idly looking out (a strange comment theirs, when work was done), stockings drying on top ledges, a parrot, a few plants. Absorbing, mysterious, of infinite richness, this life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He has done nothing wrong whatever,\" Rezia assured the doctor. If Mr. Smith would wait, said Sir William, he would speak to Mrs. Smith in the next room. Her husband was very seriously ill, Sir William said. Did he threaten to kill himself?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I know when I like a person directly I see them! I knew I liked you the very first night at dinner. Oh dear,\" she continued impatiently, \"what a lot of bother would be saved if only people would say the things they think straight out! I'm made like that. I can't help it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Directly anything happens--it may be a marriage, or a birth, or a death--on the whole they prefer it to be a death--every one wants to see you. They insist upon seeing you. They've got nothing to say; they don't care a rap for you; but you've got to go to lunch or to tea or to dinner, and if you don't you're damned. It's the smell of blood,\" she continued; \"I don't blame 'em; only they shan't have mine if I know it!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "If he had not been sincerely sorry for them he would have been annoyed. \"Pepper tells me,\" he continued, \"that he left the house because he thought them so careless. He says they never washed their vegetables properly. Poor people! It's a fearful price to pay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The indecency of the whole place struck Mrs. Chailey forcibly. There were no blinds to shut out the sun, nor was there any furniture to speak of for the sun to spoil. Standing in the bare stone hall, and surveying a staircase of superb breadth, but cracked and carpetless, she further ventured the opinion that there were rats, as large as terriers at home, and that if one put one's foot down with any force one would come through the floor. As for hot water--at this point her investigations left her speechless.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Pepys it is who prompts us to another reflection, inevitable, unnecessary, perhaps unkind. Evelyn was no genius. His writing is opaque rather than transparent; we see no depths through it, nor any very secret movements of mind or heart. He can neither make us hate a regicide nor love Mrs. Godolphin beyond reason. But he writes a diary; and he writes it supremely well.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked at the bay, in which a steamer was just dropping anchor, the smoke still hanging about it, while a swift black shudder ran through the waves. \"One's quite forgotten what rain looks like,\" she added.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But you're not to look at those,\" said Mrs. Flushing as she saw Rachel's eye wander. She jumped up, and turned as many as she could, face downwards, upon the floor. Rachel, however, managed to possess herself of one of them, and, with the vanity of an artist, Mrs. Flushing demanded anxiously, \"Well, well?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "To learn the end of the story--Chaucer can still make us wish to do that. He has pre-eminently that story-teller's gift, which is almost the rarest gift among writers at the present day. Nothing happens to us as it did to our ancestors; events are seldom important; if we recount them, we do not really believe in them; we have perhaps things of greater interest to say, and for these reasons natural story-tellers like Mr. Garnett, whom we must distinguish from self-conscious story-tellers like Mr. Masefield, have become rare. For the story-teller, besides his indescribable zest for facts, must tell his story craftily, without undue stress or excitement, or we shall swallow it whole and jumble the parts together; he must let us stop, give us time to think and look about us, yet always be persuading us to move on. Chaucer was helped to this to some extent by the time of his birth; and in addition he had another advantage over the moderns which will never come the way of English poets again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was then a profound silence, as if the thunder had withdrawn into itself. People had just begun to eat again, when a gust of cold air came through the open windows, lifting tablecloths and skirts, a light flashed, and was instantly followed by a clap of thunder right over the hotel. The rain swished with it, and immediately there were all those sounds of windows being shut and doors slamming violently which accompany a storm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Perrott would have said almost anything that Evelyn wanted him to say, but to assert that he believed in the immortality of the soul was not in his power. He sat silent, more deeply wrinkled than usual, crumbling his bread.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Indeed it was--Sir William Bradshaw's motor car; low, powerful, grey with plain initials interlocked on the panel, as if the pomps of heraldry were incongruous, this man being the ghostly helper, the priest of science; and, as the motor car was grey, so to match its sober suavity, grey furs, silver grey rugs were heaped in it, to keep her ladyship warm while she waited. For often Sir William would travel sixty miles or more down into the country to visit the rich, the afflicted, who could afford the very large fee which Sir William very properly charged for his advice. Her ladyship waited with the rugs about her knees an hour or more, leaning back, thinking sometimes of the patient, sometimes, excusably, of the wall of gold, mounting minute by minute while she waited; the wall of gold that was mounting between them and all shifts and anxieties (she had borne them bravely; they had had their struggles) until she felt wedged on a calm ocean, where only spice winds blow; respected, admired, envied, with scarcely anything left to wish for, though she regretted her stoutness; large dinner-parties every Thursday night to the profession; an occasional bazaar to be opened; Royalty greeted; too little time, alas, with her husband, whose work grew and grew; a boy doing well at Eton; she would have liked a daughter too; interests she had, however, in plenty; child welfare; the after-care of the epileptic, and photography, so that if there was a church building, or a church decaying, she bribed the sexton, got the key and took photographs, which were scarcely to be distinguished from the work of professionals, while she waited.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He dropped her hand. Their marriage was over, he thought, with agony, with relief. The rope was cut; he mounted; he was free, as it was decreed that he, Septimus, the lord of men, should be free; alone (since his wife had thrown away her wedding ring; since she had left him), he, Septimus, was alone, called forth in advance of the mass of men to hear the truth, to learn the meaning, which now at last, after all the toils of civilisation--Greeks, Romans, Shakespeare, Darwin, and now himself--was to be given whole to.... \"To whom?\" he asked aloud. \"To the Prime Minister,\" the voices which rustled above his head replied. The supreme secret must be told to the Cabinet; first that trees are alive; next there is no crime; next love, universal love, he muttered, gasping, trembling, painfully drawing out these profound truths which needed, so deep were they, so difficult, an immense effort to speak out, but the world was entirely changed by them for ever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"She talked to me,\" she said voluntarily. \"She asked me what day of the week it was, like herself.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But how lovely, she said, taking his flowers. She understood; she understood without his speaking; his Clarissa. She put them in vases on the mantelpiece. How lovely they looked! she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then (she had felt it only this morning) there was the terror; the overwhelming incapacity, one's parents giving it into one's hands, this life, to be lived to the end, to be walked with serenely; there was in the depths of her heart an awful fear. Even now, quite often if Richard had not been there reading the Times, so that she could crouch like a bird and gradually revive, send roaring up that immeasurable delight, rubbing stick to stick, one thing with another, she must have perished. But that young man had killed himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was Regent's Park. Yes. As a child he had walked in Regent's Park--odd, he thought, how the thought of childhood keeps coming back to me--the result of seeing Clarissa, perhaps; for women live much more in the past than we do, he thought. They attach themselves to places; and their fathers--a woman's always proud of her father. Bourton was a nice place, a very nice place, but I could never get on with the old man, he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The donkeys were quickly jerked into attention, and the second carriage arrived. By degrees the grove filled with people--the Elliots, the Thornburys, Mr. Venning and Susan, Miss Allan, Evelyn Murgatroyd, and Mr. Perrott. Mr. Hirst acted the part of hoarse energetic sheep-dog. By means of a few words of caustic Latin he had the animals marshalled, and by inclining a sharp shoulder he lifted the ladies. \"What Hewet fails to understand,\" he remarked, \"is that we must break the back of the ascent before midday.\" He was assisting a young lady, by name Evelyn Murgatroyd, as he spoke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Old Mrs. Paley,\" she whispered as the wheeled chair slowly made its way through the door, Arthur pushing behind. \"Thornburys\" came next. \"That nice woman,\" she nudged Rachel to look at Miss Allan. \"What's her name?\" The painted lady who always came in late, tripping into the room with a prepared smile as though she came out upon a stage, might well have quailed before Mrs. Flushing's stare, which expressed her steely hostility to the whole tribe of painted ladies. Next came the two young men whom Mrs. Flushing called collectively the Hirsts.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"What's so detestable in this country,\" she exclaimed, \"is the blue--always blue sky and blue sea. It's like a curtain--all the things one wants are on the other side of that. I want to know what's going on behind it. I hate these divisions, don't you, Terence? One person all in the dark about another person.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Just think of the Mall to-night!\" she exclaimed at length. \"It's the fifteenth of March. Perhaps there's a Court.\" She thought of the crowd waiting in the cold spring air to see the grand carriages go by. \"It's very cold, if it's not raining,\" she said. \"First there are men selling picture postcards; then there are wretched little shop-girls with round bandboxes; then there are bank clerks in tail coats; and then--any number of dressmakers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm going to do something. I've got a splendid idea. Look here, you must join. I'm sure you've got any amount of stuff in you, though you look--well, as if you'd lived all your life in a garden.\" She sat up, and began to explain with animation. \"I belong to a club in London.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He turned away, still crumpling and uncrumpling a handful of leaves which he had torn from the wall. An exquisite sense of pleasure and relief possessed him; it was all so solid and peaceful after the ball at the hotel, whether he was in love with them or not, and he was not in love with them; no, but it was good that they should be alive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No,\" she repeated, \"I never fell in love, if falling in love is what people say it is, and it's the world that tells the lies and I tell the truth. Oh, what lies--what lies!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I must make a note of that,\" said Hewet, slowly dropping his feet to the floor. \"Hirst escorts Miss Warrington; Pepper advances alone on a white ass; provisions equally distributed--or shall we hire a mule? The matrons--there's Mrs. Paley, by Jove!--share a carriage.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I often wonder,\" Clarissa mused in bed, over the little white volume of Pascal which went with her everywhere, \"whether it is really good for a woman to live with a man who is morally her superior, as Richard is mine. It makes one so dependent. I suppose I feel for him what my mother and women of her generation felt for Christ. It just shows that one can't do without something.\" She then fell into a sleep, which was as usual extremely sound and refreshing, but visited by fantastic dreams of great Greek letters stalking round the room, when she woke up and laughed to herself, remembering where she was and that the Greek letters were real people, lying asleep not many yards away. Then, thinking of the black sea outside tossing beneath the moon, she shuddered, and thought of her husband and the others as companions on the voyage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We shall want some poets too,\" he remarked. \"Not Gibbon; no; d'you happen to have Modern Love or John Donne? You see, I contemplate pauses when people get tired of looking at the view, and then it would be nice to read something rather difficult aloud.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hirst, who had been eating and drinking without interruption, now lit a cigarette, and observed, \"Oh, but we're all agreed by this time that nature's a mistake. She's either very ugly, appallingly uncomfortable, or absolutely terrifying. I don't know which alarms me most--a cow or a tree. I once met a cow in a field by night. The creature looked at me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't think you altogether as foolish as I used to, Hewet,\" said Hirst. \"You don't know what you mean but you try to say it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We can't go on like this, Terence. Either you've got to find another doctor, or you must tell Rodriguez to stop coming, and I'll manage for myself. It's no use for him to say that Rachel's better; she's not better; she's worse.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"True,\" she replied. \"There's not much good in thinking of it now. It was unfortunate, by the way, that my mother had me called Castalia.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"At Cambridge there are people to talk to,\" Helen echoed him, rhythmically and absent-mindedly. Then she woke up. \"By the way, have you settled what you're going to do--is it to be Cambridge or the Bar?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But he himself remained high on his rock, like a drowned sailor on a rock. I leant over the edge of the boat and fell down, he thought. I went under the sea. I have been dead, and yet am now alive, but let me rest still; he begged (he was talking to himself again--it was awful, awful! ); and as, before waking, the voices of birds and the sound of wheels chime and chatter in a queer harmony, grow louder and louder and the sleeper feels himself drawing to the shores of life, so he felt himself drawing towards life, the sun growing hotter, cries sounding louder, something tremendous about to happen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's the continuity,\" said Richard sententiously. A vision of English history, King following King, Prime Minister Prime Minister, and Law Law had come over him while his wife spoke. He ran his mind along the line of conservative policy, which went steadily from Lord Salisbury to Alfred, and gradually enclosed, as though it were a lasso that opened and caught things, enormous chunks of the habitable globe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was wearing pink gauze--was that possible? She seemed, anyhow, all light, glowing, like some bird or air ball that has flown in, attached itself for a moment to a bramble. But nothing is so strange when one is in love (and what was this except being in love?) as the complete indifference of other people. Aunt Helena just wandered off after dinner; Papa read the paper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The Speech on the American Revolution?\" he asked. He looked at her very keenly again. \"Another young man at the dance?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Because I've been thinking of the past. I've been thinking of Lily, the woman I might have married.... Well, why are you silent? Do you mind my thinking of the past?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Gently the yellow curtain with all the birds of Paradise blew out and it seemed as if there were a flight of wings into the room, right out, then sucked back. (For the windows were open.) Was it draughty, Ellie Henderson wondered? She was subject to chills. But it did not matter that she should come down sneezing to-morrow; it was the girls with their naked shoulders she thought of, being trained to think of others by an old father, an invalid, late vicar of Bourton, but he was dead now; and her chills never went to her chest, never.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The child ran straight back to its nurse, and Rezia saw her scolded, comforted, taken up by the nurse who put down her knitting, and the kind-looking man gave her his watch to blow open to comfort her--but why should she be exposed? Why not left in Milan? Why tortured? Why?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And it's because of them,\" said Evelyn, \"that I'm going to help the other women. You've heard about me, I suppose? They weren't married, you see; I'm not anybody in particular. I'm not a bit ashamed of it. They loved each other anyhow, and that's more than most people can say of their parents.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's a hill,\" Rachel replied. There could be no doubt that Mrs. Flushing had represented the vigorous and abrupt fling of the earth up into the air; you could almost see the clods flying as it whirled.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Arthur and Susan both secretly hoped that the subject was now disposed of, for there seemed to them something unpleasant in this discussion. But Evelyn was not ready to let it drop. Why would people never talk about the things that mattered?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And the future?\" she reflected, vaguely envisaging a race of men becoming more and more like Hirst, and a race of women becoming more and more like Rachel. \"Oh no,\" she concluded, glancing at him, \"one wouldn't marry you. Well, then, the future of the race is in the hands of Susan and Arthur; no--that's dreadful. Of farm labourers; no--not of the English at all, but of Russians and Chinese.\" This train of thought did not satisfy her, and was interrupted by St. John, who began again:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Stop!\" cried her uncle. He put down his pipe, placed his book on one side, and rose and led her slowly round the room, holding her by the arm. \"Plato,\" he said, laying one finger on the first of a row of small dark books, \"and Jorrocks next door, which is wrong. Sophocles, Swift. You don't care for German commentators, I presume.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel could now afford to laugh at him. She reminded him of Gibbon; she had the first volume somewhere still; if he were undertaking the education of Evelyn, that surely was the test; or she had heard that Burke, upon the American Rebellion--Evelyn ought to read them both simultaneously. When St. John had disposed of her argument and had satisfied his hunger, he proceeded to tell them that the hotel was seething with scandals, some of the most appalling kind, which had happened in their absence; he was indeed much given to the study of his kind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They were again silent. Rachel was wondering whether he thought her also nice-looking; St. John was considering the immense difficulty of talking to girls who had no experience of life. Rachel had obviously never thought or felt or seen anything, and she might be intelligent or she might be just like all the rest. But Hewet's taunt rankled in his mind--\"you don't know how to get on with women,\" and he was determined to profit by this opportunity. Her evening-clothes bestowed on her just that degree of unreality and distinction which made it romantic to speak to her, and stirred a desire to talk, which irritated him because he did not know how to begin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The Sir Roger de Coverley papers are those which have the most resemblance, on the surface, to a novel. But their merit consists in the fact that they do not adumbrate, or initiate, or anticipate anything; they exist, perfect, complete, entire in themselves. To read them as if they were a first hesitating experiment containing the seed of greatness to come is to miss the peculiar point of them. They are studies done from the outside by a quiet spectator. When read together they compose a portrait of the Squire and his circle all in characteristic positions--one with his rod, another with his hounds--but each can be detached from the rest without damage to the design or harm to himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"None, except that we are English people,\" she answered. She took his arm and they crossed the ball-room, making their way with difficulty between the spinning couples, who were now perceptibly dishevelled, and certainly to a critical eye by no means lovely in their shapes. The excitement of undertaking a friendship and the length of their talk had made them hungry, and they went in search of food to the dining-room, which was now full of people eating at little separate tables. In the doorway they met Rachel, going up to dance again with Arthur Venning. She was flushed and looked very happy, and Helen was struck by the fact that in this mood she was certainly more attractive than the generality of young women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked at Peter Walsh; her look, passing through all that time and that emotion, reached him doubtfully; settled on him tearfully; and rose and fluttered away, as a bird touches a branch and rises and flutters away. Quite simply she wiped her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Splendid! Splendid!\" she muttered to herself. Then she turned back into the hall and exclaimed in a peremptory voice, \"Come outside and see, Wilfrid; it's wonderful.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There is no other doctor,\" Rodriguez replied sullenly. \"Every one has confidence in me. Look! I will show you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For he would say it in so many words, when he came into the room. Because it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels, he thought, crossing the Green Park and observing with pleasure how in the shade of the trees whole families, poor families, were sprawling; children kicking up their legs; sucking milk; paper bags thrown about, which could easily be picked up (if people objected) by one of those fat gentlemen in livery; for he was of opinion that every park, and every square, during the summer months should be open to children (the grass of the park flushed and faded, lighting up the poor mothers of Westminster and their crawling babies, as if a yellow lamp were moved beneath). But what could be done for female vagrants like that poor creature, stretched on her elbow (as if she had flung herself on the earth, rid of all ties, to observe curiously, to speculate boldly, to consider the whys and the wherefores, impudent, loose-lipped, humorous), he did not know. Bearing his flowers like a weapon, Richard Dalloway approached her; intent he passed her; still there was time for a spark between them--she laughed at the sight of him, he smiled good-humouredly, considering the problem of the female vagrant; not that they would ever speak. But he would tell Clarissa that he loved her, in so many words.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As she said this she smiled slightly in the direction of Susan and Rachel. They did not like to be included in the same lot, but they both smiled a little self-consciously, and Arthur and Terence glanced at each other too. She made them feel that they were all in the same boat together, and they looked at the women they were going to marry and compared them. It was inexplicable how any one could wish to marry Rachel, incredible that any one should be ready to spend his life with Susan; but singular though the other's taste must be, they bore each other no ill-will on account of it; indeed, they liked each other rather the better for the eccentricity of their choice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They will not sting, but they may infest the victuals,\" said Miss Allan, and measures were taken at once to divert the ants from their course. At Hewet's suggestion it was decided to adopt the methods of modern warfare against an invading army. The table-cloth represented the invaded country, and round it they built barricades of baskets, set up the wine bottles in a rampart, made fortifications of bread and dug fosses of salt. When an ant got through it was exposed to a fire of bread-crumbs, until Susan pronounced that that was cruel, and rewarded those brave spirits with spoil in the shape of tongue. Playing this game they lost their stiffness, and even became unusually daring, for Mr. Perrott, who was very shy, said, \"Permit me,\" and removed an ant from Evelyn's neck.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen advised bed, and she went, not seeing Richard again. She must have been very tired for she fell asleep at once, but after an hour or two of dreamless sleep, she dreamt. She dreamt that she was walking down a long tunnel, which grew so narrow by degrees that she could touch the damp bricks on either side. At length the tunnel opened and became a vault; she found herself trapped in it, bricks meeting her wherever she turned, alone with a little deformed man who squatted on the floor gibbering, with long nails. His face was pitted and like the face of an animal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Long pauses came between each of these remarks; they were uttered in toneless and monotonous voices. The couple stood still on the edge of the flower bed, and together pressed the end of her parasol deep down into the soft earth. The action and the fact that his hand rested on the top of hers expressed their feelings in a strange way, as these short insignificant words also expressed something, words with short wings for their heavy body of meaning, inadequate to carry them far and thus alighting awkwardly upon the very common objects that surrounded them, and were to their inexperienced touch so massive; but who knows (so they thought as they pressed the parasol into the earth) what precipices aren't concealed in them, or what slopes of ice don't shine in the sun on the other side? Who knows? Who has ever seen this before?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Radiating to a point men's feet and women's feet, black or gold-encrusted--(This foggy weather--Sugar? No, thank you--The commonwealth of the future)--the firelight darting and making the room red, save for the black figures and their bright eyes, while outside a van discharges, Miss Thingummy drinks tea at her desk, and plate-glass preserves fur coats----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But it upset him. It annoyed him. He wished she hadn't written it. Coming on top of his thoughts, it was like a nudge in the ribs. Why couldn't she let him be?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here she stopped and looked at Hewet to see whether he was amused by the same things that amused her. She was reassured. But she thought it necessary to apologise again; she had been talking too much.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And now Clarissa escorted her Prime Minister down the room, prancing, sparkling, with the stateliness of her grey hair. She wore ear-rings, and a silver-green mermaid's dress. Lolloping on the waves and braiding her tresses she seemed, having that gift still; to be; to exist; to sum it all up in the moment as she passed; turned, caught her scarf in some other woman's dress, unhitched it, laughed, all with the most perfect ease and air of a creature floating in its element. But age had brushed her; even as a mermaid might behold in her glass the setting sun on some very clear evening over the waves. There was a breath of tenderness; her severity, her prudery, her woodenness were all warmed through now, and she had about her as she said good-bye to the thick gold-laced man who was doing his best, and good luck to him, to look important, an inexpressible dignity; an exquisite cordiality; as if she wished the whole world well, and must now, being on the very verge and rim of things, take her leave.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But what are you going to do?\" she asked him. Oh the lawyers and solicitors, Messrs. Hooper and Grateley of Lincoln's Inn, they were going to do it, he said. And he actually pared his nails with his pocket-knife.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A terrible confession it was (he put his hat on again), but now, at the age of fifty-three one scarcely needed people any more. Life itself, every moment of it, every drop of it, here, this instant, now, in the sun, in Regent's Park, was enough. Too much indeed. A whole lifetime was too short to bring out, now that one had acquired the power, the full flavour; to extract every ounce of pleasure, every shade of meaning; which both were so much more solid than they used to be, so much less personal. It was impossible that he should ever suffer again as Clarissa had made him suffer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They do,\" said Hirst with conviction. \"In the first place, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen; in the second, you have an exceptionally nice nature.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Hush,\" she checked them, \"Mrs. Flushing, remember. She's behind us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And our dear Miss Kilman?\" he asked. Clarissa thought the roses absolutely lovely; first bunched together; now of their own accord starting apart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For some time Rachel made no reply; but every sentence Helen spoke increased her bitterness. At last she broke out--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But of all that ancient lot, Clarissa's friends--Whitbreads, Kinderleys, Cunninghams, Kinloch-Jones's--Sally was probably the best. She tried to get hold of things by the right end anyhow. She saw through Hugh Whitbread anyhow--the admirable Hugh--when Clarissa and the rest were at his feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We'll ask her,\" said Hirst. \"Please, Hewet, if you must go to bed, draw my curtain. Few things distress me more than the moonlight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Your lights tempted us,\" said Helen. \"We watched you playing cards, but we never knew that we were being watched.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The situation was now one of considerable discomfort for every one concerned, as was proved by a long interval of constraint and silence. Mr. Pepper, indeed, created a diversion of a kind by leaping on to his seat, both feet tucked under him, with the action of a spinster who detects a mouse, as the draught struck at his ankles. Drawn up there, sucking at his cigar, with his arms encircling his knees, he looked like the image of Buddha, and from this elevation began a discourse, addressed to nobody, for nobody had called for it, upon the unplumbed depths of ocean. He professed himself surprised to learn that although Mr. Vinrace possessed ten ships, regularly plying between London and Buenos Aires, not one of them was bidden to investigate the great white monsters of the lower waters.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Although she had cried, Terence observed Helen's greater hopefulness with something like triumph; in the argument between them she had made the first sign of admitting herself in the wrong. He waited for Dr. Lesage to come down that afternoon with considerable anxiety, but with the same certainty at the back of his mind that he would in time force them all to admit that they were in the wrong.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We are all going,\" said Mrs. Thornbury gently, and soon they were descending the stairs two by two. Rachel was among the first to descend. She did not see that Terence and Hirst came in at the rear possessed of no black volume, but of one thin book bound in light-blue cloth, which St. John carried under his arm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A patter like the patter of leaves in a wood came from behind, and with it a rustling, regular thudding sound, which as it overtook him drummed his thoughts, strict in step, up Whitehall, without his doing. Boys in uniform, carrying guns, marched with their eyes ahead of them, marched, their arms stiff, and on their faces an expression like the letters of a legend written round the base of a statue praising duty, gratitude, fidelity, love of England.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The gigantic structure of Caister Castle was in progress not so many miles away when the little Pastons were children. John Paston, the father, had charge of some part of the business, and the children listened, as soon as they could listen at all, to talk of stone and building, of barges gone to London and not yet returned, of the twenty-six private chambers, of the hall and chapel; of foundations, measurements, and rascally work-people. Later, in 1454, when the work was finished and Sir John had come to spend his last years at Caister, they may have seen for themselves the mass of treasure that was stored there; the tables laden with gold and silver plate; the wardrobes stuffed with gowns of velvet and satin and cloth of gold, with hoods and tippets and beaver hats and leather jackets and velvet doublets; and how the very pillow-cases on the beds were of green and purple silk. There were tapestries everywhere. The beds were laid and the bedrooms hung with tapestries representing sieges, hunting and hawking, men fishing, archers shooting, ladies playing on their harps, dallying with ducks, or a giant \"bearing the leg of a bear in his hand\".", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked at Rachel walking beside her, still crushing the leaves in her fingers and absorbed in her own thoughts. She was in love, and she pitied her profoundly. But she roused herself from these thoughts and apologised. \"I'm very sorry,\" she said, \"but if I'm dull, it's my nature, and it can't be helped.\" If it was a natural defect, however, she found an easy remedy, for she went on to say that she thought Mr. Flushing's scheme a very good one, only needing a little consideration, which it appeared she had given it by the time they reached home. By that time they had settled that if anything more was said, they would accept the invitation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I won't have eleven children,\" she asserted; \"I won't have the eyes of an old woman. She looks at one up and down, up and down, as if one were a horse.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How silly the poor old lights look!\" said Evelyn M. in a curiously subdued tone of voice. \"And ourselves; it isn't becoming.\" It was true; the untidy hair, and the green and yellow gems, which had seemed so festive half an hour ago, now looked cheap and slovenly. The complexions of the elder ladies suffered terribly, and, as if conscious that a cold eye had been turned upon them, they began to say good-night and to make their way up to bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You must always remember, Alice,\" he said, \"that your upbringing was very unnatural--unusual, I should say. They had no mother,\" he explained, dropping something of the formality of his tone; \"and a father--he was a very delightful man, I've no doubt, but he cared only for racehorses and Greek statues. Tell them about the bath, Alice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then the fireworks became erratic, and soon they ceased altogether, and the rest of the journey was made almost in darkness, the mountain being a great shadow behind them, and bushes and trees little shadows which threw darkness across the road. Among the plane-trees they separated, bundling into carriages and driving off, without saying good-night, or saying it only in a half-muffled way.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At last St. John exclaimed, \"Damn! Damn everything! Damn everybody!\" he added. \"At Cambridge there are people to talk to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But you will--lots--it's the easiest thing in the world--But that's not what's happened this afternoon exactly. It's--Oh, it's a muddle, a detestable, horrible, disgusting muddle!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She might more profitably consider what would happen in three years' time, or what might have happened if Rachel had been left to explore the world under her father's guidance. The result, she was honest enough to own, might have been better--who knows? She did not disguise from herself that Terence had faults. She was inclined to think him too easy and tolerant, just as he was inclined to think her perhaps a trifle hard--no, it was rather that she was uncompromising. In some ways she found St. John preferable; but then, of course, he would never have suited Rachel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From the oval-shaped flower-bed there rose perhaps a hundred stalks spreading into heart-shaped or tongue-shaped leaves half way up and unfurling at the tip red or blue or yellow petals marked with spots of colour raised upon the surface; and from the red, blue or yellow gloom of the throat emerged a straight bar, rough with gold dust and slightly clubbed at the end. The petals were voluminous enough to be stirred by the summer breeze, and when they moved, the red, blue and yellow lights passed one over the other, staining an inch of the brown earth beneath with a spot of the most intricate colour. The light fell either upon the smooth, grey back of a pebble, or, the shell of a snail with its brown, circular veins, or falling into a raindrop, it expanded with such intensity of red, blue and yellow the thin walls of water that one expected them to burst and disappear. Instead, the drop was left in a second silver grey once more, and the light now settled upon the flesh of a leaf, revealing the branching thread of fibre beneath the surface, and again it moved on and spread its illumination in the vast green spaces beneath the dome of the heart-shaped and tongue-shaped leaves. Then the breeze stirred rather more briskly overhead and the colour was flashed into the air above, into the eyes of the men and women who walk in Kew Gardens in July.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "From his chair beneath the palm-tree Hewet saw Rachel come out of the dining-room with the Flushings; he saw them look round for chairs, and choose three in a corner where they could go on talking in private. Mr. Flushing was now in the full tide of his discourse. He produced a sheet of paper upon which he made drawings as he went on with his talk. He saw Rachel lean over and look, pointing to this and that with her finger. Hewet unkindly compared Mr. Flushing, who was extremely well dressed for a hot climate, and rather elaborate in his manner, to a very persuasive shop-keeper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Then that's still to come. I shall never forget my first Parsifal--a grilling August day, and those fat old German women, come in their stuffy high frocks, and then the dark theatre, and the music beginning, and one couldn't help sobbing. A kind man went and fetched me water, I remember; and I could only cry on his shoulder! It caught me here\" (she touched her throat). \"It's like nothing else in the world!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It depends on both of you,\" she stated. Her face was turned towards Terence, and although he could hardly see her, he believed that her words really covered a genuine desire to know more about him. He raised himself from his semi-recumbent position and proceeded to tell her what she wanted to know. He spoke as lightly as he could in order to take away her depression.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A lady, who was reading with great concentration, unfastened her brooch and gave it to her husband without looking at him or acknowledging the tentative bow which Mr. Elliot was desirous of giving her. If she had listened, she might have been amused by the reference to old Lady Barborough, her great-aunt, but, oblivious of her surroundings, she went on reading.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "That girl, thought Mrs. Dempster (who saved crusts for the squirrels and often ate her lunch in Regent's Park), don't know a thing yet; and really it seemed to her better to be a little stout, a little slack, a little moderate in one's expectations. Percy drank. Well, better to have a son, thought Mrs. Dempster. She had had a hard time of it, and couldn't help smiling at a girl like that. You'll get married, for you're pretty enough, thought Mrs. Dempster.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She made herself ready to go downstairs, absentmindedly, but her fingers were so well trained that they did the work of preparing her almost of their own accord. When she was actually on the way downstairs, the blood began to circle through her body of its own accord too, for her mind felt very dull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Still it was very disagreeable, Eleanor--more disagreeable I believe, to me than to you,\" said Georgiana. Soon Georgiana died. She had however finished the beautiful series of insect diagrams at which she worked every morning in the dining-room and they were presented to Edinburgh University. But Eleanor was never the same woman after that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Granted, then, that every writer has some public or other at the end of his pen, the high-minded will say that it should be a submissive public, accepting obediently whatever he likes to give it. Plausible as the theory sounds, great risks are attached to it. For in that case the writer remains conscious of his public, yet is superior to it--an uncomfortable and unfortunate combination, as the works of Samuel Butler, George Meredith, and Henry James may be taken to prove. Each despised the public; each desired a public; each failed to attain a public; and each wreaked his failure upon the public by a succession, gradually increasing in intensity, of angularities, obscurities, and affectations which no writer whose patron was his equal and friend would have thought it necessary to inflict. Their crocuses in consequence are tortured plants, beautiful and bright, but with something wry-necked about them, malformed, shrivelled on the one side, overblown on the other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Invented a stove,\" said Evelyn. \"I know all about that. We had one in the conservatory to keep the plants warm.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Let us rub off such incrustations, so far as they are due to the corrosion of Pope's wit or the deposit of mid-Victorian lachrymosity, and see what, for us in our time, remains. In the first place, there remains the not despicable virtue, after two centuries of existence, of being readable. Addison can fairly lay claim to that; and then, slipped in on the tide of the smooth, well-turned prose, are little eddies, diminutive waterfalls, agreeably diversifying the polished surface. We begin to take note of whims, fancies, peculiarities on the part of the essayist which light up the prim, impeccable countenance of the moralist and convince us that, however tightly he may have pursed his lips, his eyes are very bright and not so shallow after all. He is alert to his finger tips.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Attacking her staircase once more, Rachel again neglected this opportunity of revealing the secrets of her sex. She had, indeed, advanced so far in the pursuit of wisdom that she allowed these secrets to rest undisturbed; it seemed to be reserved for a later generation to discuss them philosophically.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Something was up, Mr. Brewer knew; Mr. Brewer, managing clerk at Sibleys and Arrowsmiths, auctioneers, valuers, land and estate agents; something was up, he thought, and, being paternal with his young men, and thinking very highly of Smith's abilities, and prophesying that he would, in ten or fifteen years, succeed to the leather arm-chair in the inner room under the skylight with the deed-boxes round him, \"if he keeps his health,\" said Mr. Brewer, and that was the danger--he looked weakly; advised football, invited him to supper and was seeing his way to consider recommending a rise of salary, when something happened which threw out many of Mr. Brewer's calculations, took away his ablest young fellows, and eventually, so prying and insidious were the fingers of the European War, smashed a plaster cast of Ceres, ploughed a hole in the geranium beds, and utterly ruined the cook's nerves at Mr. Brewer's establishment at Muswell Hill.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The afternoon was very hot, so hot that the breaking of the waves on the shore sounded like the repeated sigh of some exhausted creature, and even on the terrace under an awning the bricks were hot, and the air danced perpetually over the short dry grass. The red flowers in the stone basins were drooping with the heat, and the white blossoms which had been so smooth and thick only a few weeks ago were now dry, and their edges were curled and yellow. Only the stiff and hostile plants of the south, whose fleshy leaves seemed to be grown upon spines, still remained standing upright and defied the sun to beat them down. It was too hot to talk, and it was not easy to find any book that would withstand the power of the sun. Many books had been tried and then let fall, and now Terence was reading Milton aloud, because he said the words of Milton had substance and shape, so that it was not necessary to understand what he was saying; one could merely listen to his words; one could almost handle them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There's nothing like it,\" she concluded. \"Do tell me about the Ambroses. Or am I asking too many questions?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"May we come too?\" Hewet asked. \"We can't go to bed. Imagine lying among bolsters and looking at one's washstand on a morning like this--Is that where you live?\" They had begun to walk down the avenue, and he turned and pointed at the white and green villa on the hillside, which seemed to have its eyes shut.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ugly in body, repulsive in mind,\" she thought, instead of thinking about Gibbon's style. \"Yes, but strong, searching, unyielding in mind.\" She looked at his big head, a disproportionate part of which was occupied by the forehead, and at the direct, severe eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The afternoon, being thus shortened, passed more quickly than they expected. Once Mrs. Flushing opened the door, but on seeing them shut it again quickly; once Helen came down to fetch something, but she stopped as she left the room to look at a letter addressed to her. She stood for a moment turning it over, and the extraordinary and mournful beauty of her attitude struck Terence in the way things struck him now--as something to be put away in his mind and to be thought about afterwards. They scarcely spoke, the argument between them seeming to be suspended or forgotten.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You've left out a great deal,\" he reproved her. \"My name is St. John Alaric Hirst,\" he began in a jaunty tone of voice. \"I'm twenty-four years old. I'm the son of the Reverend Sidney Hirst, vicar of Great Wappyng in Norfolk. Oh, I got scholarships everywhere--Westminster--King's.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"But I can't stay,\" she said. \"I shall come later. Wait,\" she said, looking at Peter and Sally. They must wait, she meant, until all these people had gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She appealed again to her aunt. It wasn't the being looked at, she explained, but the things people were sure to say. The women in particular. She liked women, but where emotion was concerned they were as flies on a lump of sugar. They would be certain to ask her questions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mothers always exaggerate,\" said Ridley. \"A well-bred child is no responsibility. I've travelled all over Europe with mine. You just wrap 'em up warm and put 'em in the rack.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I must ask you to be so kind as to excuse me,\" she said, rising, \"if I do my hair. I have never yet found a satisfactory type of hairpin. I must change my dress, too, for the matter of that; and I should be particularly glad of your assistance, because there is a tiresome set of hooks which I can fasten for myself, but it takes from ten to fifteen minutes; whereas with your help--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As Helen returned to the garden again, Ridley's words of warning came into her head, and she hesitated a moment and looked at Rachel sitting between Hirst and Hewet. But she could draw no conclusions, for Hewet was still reading Gibbon aloud, and Rachel, for all the expression she had, might have been a shell, and his words water rubbing against her ears, as water rubs a shell on the edge of a rock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Was it that she had taken off her wedding ring? \"My hand has grown so thin,\" she said. \"I have put it in my purse,\" she told him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Once rheumatic, always rheumatic, I fear,\" he replied. \"To some extent it depends on the weather, though not so much as people are apt to think.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We can't make you take us seriously, Mrs. Ambrose,\" he protested. \"May I ask how you've spent your time? Reading--philosophy?\" (He saw the black book.) \"Metaphysics and fishing!\" he exclaimed. \"If I had to live again I believe I should devote myself to one or the other.\" He began turning the pages.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Wherever does one have one's tea?\" she asked with the oddest thrill of excitement in her voice, looking vaguely round and letting herself be drawn on down the grass path, trailing her parasol, turning her head this way and that way, forgetting her tea, wishing to go down there and then down there, remembering orchids and cranes among wild flowers, a Chinese pagoda and a crimson crested bird; but he bore her on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The people in ships, however, took an equally singular view of England. Not only did it appear to them to be an island, and a very small island, but it was a shrinking island in which people were imprisoned. One figured them first swarming about like aimless ants, and almost pressing each other over the edge; and then, as the ship withdrew, one figured them making a vain clamour, which, being unheard, either ceased, or rose into a brawl. Finally, when the ship was out of sight of land, it became plain that the people of England were completely mute. The disease attacked other parts of the earth; Europe shrank, Asia shrank, Africa and America shrank, until it seemed doubtful whether the ship would ever run against any of those wrinkled little rocks again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of all the people I've ever met,\" he said, \"you're the least adventurous. You might be sitting on green chairs in Hyde Park. Are you going to sit there the whole afternoon? Aren't you going to walk?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Some of the most profound of human emotions are therefore beyond her reach. The extremes of passion are not for the novelist; the perfect marriages of sense and sound are not for him; he must tame his swiftness to sluggardry; keep his eyes on the ground not on the sky: suggest by description, not reveal by illumination. Instead of singing", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, I beg your pardon! Yes, this is Eastbourne. I'll reach it down for you. Let me try the handle.\" [But, Minnie, though we keep up pretences, I've read you right--I'm with you now].", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "We must \"be able to pass easily\"; but that of course is exactly what we cannot do. For the most part the choruses, with all their obscurities, must be spelt out and their symmetry mauled. But we can guess that Sophocles used them not to express something outside the action of the play, but to sing the praises of some virtue, or the beauties of some place mentioned in it. He selects what he wishes to emphasise and sings of white Colonus and its nightingale, or of love unconquered in fight. Lovely, lofty, and serene his choruses grow naturally out of his situations, and change, not the point of view, but the mood.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But to return. After the Restoration Evelyn emerged in full possession of a variety of accomplishments which in our time of specialists seems remarkable enough. He was employed on public business; he was Secretary to the Royal Society; he wrote plays and poems; he was the first authority upon trees and gardens in England; he submitted a design for the rebuilding of London; he went into the question of smoke and its abatement--the lime trees in St. James's Park being, it is said, the result of his cogitations; he was commissioned to write a history of the Dutch war--in short, he completely outdid the Squire of \"The Princess\", whom in many respects he anticipated--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She could remember scene after scene at Bourton--Peter furious; Hugh not, of course, his match in any way, but still not a positive imbecile as Peter made out; not a mere barber's block. When his old mother wanted him to give up shooting or to take her to Bath he did it, without a word; he was really unselfish, and as for saying, as Peter did, that he had no heart, no brain, nothing but the manners and breeding of an English gentleman, that was only her dear Peter at his worst; and he could be intolerable; he could be impossible; but adorable to walk with on a morning like this.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Picture us, my dear, afloat in the very oddest ship you can imagine. It's not the ship, so much as the people. One does come across queer sorts as one travels. I must say I find it hugely amusing. There's the manager of the line--called Vinrace--a nice big Englishman, doesn't say much--you know the sort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel considered the portrait. \"Well, I don't much believe in her,\" she remarked after a time in a low tone of voice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel passed from one to another. They were all marked by something of the jerk and decision of their maker; they were all perfectly untrained onslaughts of the brush upon some half-realised idea suggested by hill or tree; and they were all in some way characteristic of Mrs. Flushing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There are trees,\" she said aloud. Would the trees make up for St. John Hirst? She would be a Persian princess far from civilisation, riding her horse upon the mountains alone, and making her women sing to her in the evening, far from all this, from the strife and men and women--a form came out of the shadow; a little red light burnt high up in its blackness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"We don't care for people because of their qualities,\" he tried to explain. \"It's just them that we care for,\"--he struck a match--\"just that,\" he said, pointing to the flames.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The crush was terrific for the time of day. Lords, Ascot, Hurlingham, what was it? she wondered, for the street was blocked. The British middle classes sitting sideways on the tops of omnibuses with parcels and umbrellas, yes, even furs on a day like this, were, she thought, more ridiculous, more unlike anything there has ever been than one could conceive; and the Queen herself held up; the Queen herself unable to pass. Clarissa was suspended on one side of Brook Street; Sir John Buckhurst, the old Judge on the other, with the car between them (Sir John had laid down the law for years and liked a well-dressed woman) when the chauffeur, leaning ever so slightly, said or showed something to the policeman, who saluted and raised his arm and jerked his head and moved the omnibus to the side and the car passed through.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Evelyn M. sat beside him, propping her chin on her hand. She surveyed the view with a certain look of triumph.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"As much as one ever does,\" said Mr. Pepper. \"We meet annually. This year he has had the misfortune to lose his wife, which made it painful, of course.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel had listened to all this with attention, but with a certain amount of bewilderment. They both sat thinking their own thoughts.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Slowly the knives and forks sink from the upright. Down they get (Bob and Barbara), hold out hands stiffly; back again to their chairs, staring between the resumed mouthfuls. [But this we'll skip; ornaments, curtains, trefoil china plate, yellow oblongs of cheese, white squares of biscuit--skip--oh, but wait! Halfway through luncheon one of those shivers; Bob stares at her, spoon in mouth. \"Get on with your pudding, Bob;\" but Hilda disapproves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Mrs. Wilfrid Flushing,\" said Mrs. Thornbury, with a wave of her hand. \"A friend of our common friend Mrs. Raymond Parry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A silence had fallen upon them all, caused partly by one of the accidents of talk, and partly because they saw some one approaching. Helen could not see who it was, but keeping her eyes fixed upon Rachel observed something which made her say to herself, \"So it's Hewet.\" She drew on her gloves with a curious sense of the significance of the moment. Then she rose, for Mrs. Flushing had seen Hewet too, and was demanding information about rivers and boats which showed that the whole conversation would now come over again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Now of course, thought Clarissa, he's enchanting! perfectly enchanting! Now I remember how impossible it was ever to make up my mind--and why did I make up my mind--not to marry him? she wondered, that awful summer?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One of the triumphs of civilisation, Peter Walsh thought. It is one of the triumphs of civilisation, as the light high bell of the ambulance sounded. Swiftly, cleanly the ambulance sped to the hospital, having picked up instantly, humanely, some poor devil; some one hit on the head, struck down by disease, knocked over perhaps a minute or so ago at one of these crossings, as might happen to oneself. That was civilisation. It struck him coming back from the East--the efficiency, the organisation, the communal spirit of London.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She had passed the pillar-box, and Elizabeth had turned into the cool brown tobacco department of the Army and Navy Stores while she was still muttering to herself what Mr. Whittaker had said about knowledge coming through suffering and the flesh. \"The flesh,\" she muttered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Quite alone,\" said Hirst. \"You try to get out, but you can't. You only make a mess of things by trying.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The room grew suddenly several degrees darker, for the wind seemed to be driving waves of darkness across the earth. No one attempted to eat for a time, but sat looking out at the garden, with their forks in the air. The flashes now came frequently, lighting up faces as if they were going to be photographed, surprising them in tense and unnatural expressions. The clap followed close and violently upon them. Several women half rose from their chairs and then sat down again, but dinner was continued uneasily with eyes upon the garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Did you ask me to marry you?\" she wondered. They faded far away from each other, and neither of them could remember what had been said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Miss Allan, being thus addressed, shut her novel and observed the others placidly for a time. At last she said, \"It is surely not natural to leave your wife because she happens to be in love with you. But that--as far as I can make out--is what the gentleman in my story does.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Herbert has it now,\" she said. \"I never go there now,\" she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hours and hours would pass thus, without getting any further through the morning, or again a few minutes would lead from broad daylight to the depths of the night. One evening when the room appeared very dim, either because it was evening or because the blinds were drawn, Helen said to her, \"Some one is going to sit here to-night. You won't mind?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My musical gift was ruined,\" he explained, as they walked on after one of these demonstrations, \"by the village organist at home, who had invented a system of notation which he tried to teach me, with the result that I never got to the tune-playing at all. My mother thought music wasn't manly for boys; she wanted me to kill rats and birds--that's the worst of living in the country. We live in Devonshire. It's the loveliest place in the world. Only--it's always difficult at home when one's grown up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes, we always tell her she'll die on board ship,\" Susan replied. \"She was born on one,\" she added.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "They had been pacing up and down the terrace while they talked, and now one by one the dark windows were uncurtained by an invisible hand, and panes of light fell regularly at equal intervals upon the grass. They stopped to look in at the drawing-room, and perceived Mr. Pepper writing alone at a table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen left her; far, far away she knew that she felt a kind of liking for Mrs. Dalloway. She could not help respecting her spirit and her desire, even in the throes of sickness, for a tidy bedroom. Her petticoats, however, rose above her knees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A slight but perceptible wave seemed to roll beneath the floor; then it sank; then another came, more perceptible. Lights slid right across the uncurtained window. The ship gave a loud melancholy moan.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"He wrote awfully well, didn't he?\" said Clarissa; \"--if one likes that kind of thing--finished his sentences and all that. Wuthering Heights! Ah--that's more in my line. I really couldn't exist without the Brontes! Don't you love them?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She had a strongly marked face, her eyes looked straight at you, and though naturally she was imperious in her manner she was nervous at the same time. Mrs. Thornbury acted as interpreter, making things smooth all round by a series of charming commonplace remarks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How like a father! My husband's just the same. And then one talks of the equality of the sexes!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The food is not at all what it ought to be, considering the price,\" said Mrs. Paley seriously. \"But unless one goes to a hotel where is one to go to?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I'm sure you're right,\" she said warmly, and shook the hand he held out. \"You'll be a great man, I'm certain.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "We were all sure of that. \"But,\" we pressed her, \"do they write good books?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She became more and more determined and excited as she evolved her plan. She sat on the edge of the bed and wrote down a list of surnames, which she invariably spelt wrong. Rachel was enthusiastic, for indeed the idea was immeasurably delightful to her. She had always had a great desire to see the river, and the name of Terence threw a lustre over the prospect, which made it almost too good to come true. She did what she could to help Mrs. Flushing by suggesting names, helping her to spell them, and counting up the days of the week upon her fingers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One couldn't laugh at him. He looked so ordinary. You might have stood him behind a counter and bought biscuits--poor chap, all rigged up in gold lace. And to be fair, as he went his rounds, first with Clarissa then with Richard escorting him, he did it very well. He tried to look somebody.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Though it's no good buying newspapers.... Nothing ever happens. Curse this war; God damn this war!... All the same, I don't see why we should have a snail on our wall.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They are probably buying wool,\" Rachel determined. She tried to describe them. \"They are small, rather pale women,\" she began, \"very clean. We live in Richmond. They have an old dog, too, who will only eat the marrow out of bones.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The question seemed to Clarissa in extraordinarily bad taste. \"One of the things that can't be said,\" she would have put it. She could find no answer, but a laugh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here one after another of our messengers rose and delivered their reports. The marvels of civilisation far exceeded our expectations, and, as we learnt for the first time how man flies in the air, talks across space, penetrates to the heart of an atom, and embraces the universe in his speculations, a murmur of admiration burst from our lips.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Dreadful, dreadful!\" exclaimed Mrs. Elliot. \"The crown, as one may call it, of a woman's life. I, who know what it is to be childless--\" she sighed and ceased.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Sit on the floor and let me look at you,\" he commanded. Resting her chin on his knee, she looked straight at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She asked the question of some one, but she did not ask it of Evelyn. Evelyn's sobs were becoming quieter. \"There must be a reason,\" she said. \"It can't only be an accident. For it was an accident--it need never have happened.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Thornbury threw down the paper, and emphatically dropped his eyeglasses. The sheets fell in the middle of the group, and were eyed by them all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Every one wobbled; every one seemed to bow, as she spoke, and then to stand up different. He could see Sally Seton, like a child who has been in mischief, leaning forward, rather flushed, wanting to talk, but afraid, and Clarissa did frighten people. (She was Clarissa's greatest friend, always about the place, totally unlike her, an attractive creature, handsome, dark, with the reputation in those days of great daring and he used to give her cigars, which she smoked in her bedroom. She had either been engaged to somebody or quarrelled with her family and old Parry disliked them both equally, which was a great bond.) Then Clarissa, still with an air of being offended with them all, got up, made some excuse, and went off, alone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Ambrose was writing a very long letter. Beginning \"Dear Bernard,\" it went on to describe what had been happening in the Villa San Gervasio during the past three months, as, for instance, that they had had the British Consul to dinner, and had been taken over a Spanish man-of-war, and had seen a great many processions and religious festivals, which were so beautiful that Mrs. Ambrose couldn't conceive why, if people must have a religion, they didn't all become Roman Catholics. They had made several expeditions though none of any length. It was worth coming if only for the sake of the flowering trees which grew wild quite near the house, and the amazing colours of sea and earth. The earth, instead of being brown, was red, purple, green.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "That is the quality that first strikes us in Greek literature, the lightning-quick, sneering, out-of-doors manner. It is apparent in the most august as well as in the most trivial places. Queens and Princesses in this very tragedy by Sophocles stand at the door bandying words like village women, with a tendency, as one might expect, to rejoice in language, to split phrases into slices, to be intent on verbal victory. The humour of the people was not good natured like that of our postmen and cabdrivers. The taunts of men lounging at the street corners had something cruel in them as well as witty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Dick, you're better than I am,\" said Clarissa. \"You see round, where I only see there.\" She pressed a point on the back of his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Do you remember the lake?\" she said, in an abrupt voice, under the pressure of an emotion which caught her heart, made the muscles of her throat stiff, and contracted her lips in a spasm as she said \"lake.\" For she was a child, throwing bread to the ducks, between her parents, and at the same time a grown woman coming to her parents who stood by the lake, holding her life in her arms which, as she neared them, grew larger and larger in her arms, until it became a whole life, a complete life, which she put down by them and said, \"This is what I have made of it! This!\" And what had she made of it? What, indeed? sitting there sewing this morning with Peter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It's a dream,\" she murmured. She considered the rusty inkstand, the pen, the ash-tray, and the old French newspaper. These small and worthless objects seemed to her to represent human lives.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "AEschylus thus will not give, as Sophocles gives, the very words that people might have spoken, only so arranged that they have in some mysterious way a general force, a symbolic power, nor like Euripides will he combine incongruities and thus enlarge his little space, as a small room is enlarged by mirrors in odd corners. By the bold and running use of metaphor he will amplify and give us, not the thing itself, but the reverberation and reflection which, taken into his mind, the thing has made; close enough to the original to illustrate it, remote enough to heighten, enlarge, and make splendid.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked up with a sudden rush of delight, and in looking at Terence with eyes widened by pleasure she was struck by the change that had come over the sky behind them. The substantial blue day had faded to a paler and more ethereal blue; the clouds were pink, far away and closely packed together; and the peace of evening had replaced the heat of the southern afternoon, in which they had started on their walk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I don't want to be late,\" he said, \"because--\" He put a flower into her hand and her fingers closed upon it quietly. \"We're so late--so late--so horribly late,\" he repeated as if he were talking in his sleep. \"Ah--this is right. We turn here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Through her half-closed eyelids she watched Terence lying back in his chair, and she smiled as she saw how big his mouth was, and his chin so small, and his nose curved like a switchback with a knob at the end. Naturally, looking like that he was lazy, and ambitious, and full of moods and faults. She remembered their quarrels, and in particular how they had been quarreling about Helen that very afternoon, and she thought how often they would quarrel in the thirty, or forty, or fifty years in which they would be living in the same house together, catching trains together, and getting annoyed because they were so different. But all this was superficial, and had nothing to do with the life that went on beneath the eyes and the mouth and the chin, for that life was independent of her, and independent of everything else. So too, although she was going to marry him and to live with him for thirty, or forty, or fifty years, and to quarrel, and to be so close to him, she was independent of him; she was independent of everything else.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Her sigh was tender and enchanting, like the wind outside a wood in the evening. Now she put down her scissors; now she turned to take something from the table. A little stir, a little crinkling, a little tapping built up something on the table there, where she sat sewing. Through his eyelashes he could see her blurred outline; her little black body; her face and hands; her turning movements at the table, as she took up a reel, or looked (she was apt to lose things) for her silk. She was making a hat for Mrs. Filmer's married daughter, whose name was--he had forgotten her name.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Fine, isn't it?\" said Rachel. Certainly the struggle and wind had given her a decision she lacked; red was in her cheeks, and her hair was down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The gentlemen, having smoked a certain number of cigarettes, dropped the glowing ends into the river, and looked for a time at the ripples wrinkling the black water beneath them, undressed too, and lay down at the other end of the boat. They were very tired, and curtained from each other by the darkness. The light from one lantern fell upon a few ropes, a few planks of the deck, and the rail of the boat, but beyond that there was unbroken darkness, no light reached their faces, or the trees which were massed on the sides of the river.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"'Not really vainer than men. Lack of self-confidence at the base of most serious faults. Dislike of own sex traditional, or founded on fact? Every woman not so much a rake at heart, as an optimist, because they don't think.' What do you say, Rachel?\" He paused with his pencil in his hand and a sheet of paper on his knee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was a young man, something over twenty-four years of age. The discipline and the drudgery of a country life bored him. When he ran away from home, it was, apparently, to attempt to enter the King's household. Whatever doubts, indeed, might be cast by their enemies on the blood of the Pastons, Sir John was unmistakably a gentleman. He had inherited his lands; the honey was his that the bees had gathered with so much labour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Never mind,\" said Terence shortly. \"I will make enquiries for myself.\" Rodriguez put the letters back in his pocket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It is as unfair to brand women with chastity as with unchastity,\" said Poll. \"Some of us haven't the opportunity either. Moreover, I don't believe Cassy herself maintains that she acted as she did from a pure love of knowledge.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "To get that letter to him by six o'clock she must have sat down and written it directly he left her; stamped it; sent somebody to the post. It was, as people say, very like her. She was upset by his visit. She had felt a great deal; had for a moment, when she kissed his hand, regretted, envied him even, remembered possibly (for he saw her look it) something he had said--how they would change the world if she married him perhaps; whereas, it was this; it was middle age; it was mediocrity; then forced herself with her indomitable vitality to put all that aside, there being in her a thread of life which for toughness, endurance, power to overcome obstacles, and carry her triumphantly through he had never known the like of. Yes; but there would come a reaction directly he left the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Men must not cut down trees. There is a God. (He noted such revelations on the backs of envelopes.) Change the world. No one kills from hatred.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Stepping cautiously, they observed the women, who were squatting on the ground in triangular shapes, moving their hands, either plaiting straw or in kneading something in bowls. But when they had looked for a moment undiscovered, they were seen, and Mr. Flushing, advancing into the centre of the clearing, was engaged in talk with a lean majestic man, whose bones and hollows at once made the shapes of the Englishman's body appear ugly and unnatural. The women took no notice of the strangers, except that their hands paused for a moment and their long narrow eyes slid round and fixed upon them with the motionless inexpressive gaze of those removed from each other far far beyond the plunge of speech. Their hands moved again, but the stare continued. It followed them as they walked, as they peered into the huts where they could distinguish guns leaning in the corner, and bowls upon the floor, and stacks of rushes; in the dusk the solemn eyes of babies regarded them, and old women stared out too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was in a state of great excitement, and the muscles of her arms were twitching nervously. It was evident that she was only waiting for the door to shut to tell Rachel all about it. Indeed, directly they were inside her room, she sat on the end of the bed and said, \"I suppose you think I'm mad?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What Mr. Beerbohm gave was, of course, himself. This presence, which has haunted the essay fitfully from the time of Montaigne, had been in exile since the death of Charles Lamb. Matthew Arnold was never to his readers Matt, nor Walter Pater affectionately abbreviated in a thousand homes to Wat. They gave us much, but that they did not give. Thus, some time in the nineties, it must have surprised readers accustomed to exhortation, information, and denunciation to find themselves familiarly addressed by a voice which seemed to belong to a man no larger than themselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A way they had,\" said Mr. Pepper. \"You know the Bruce collection?--not for publication, of course.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There was nothing to be done,\" said St. John. He spoke very slowly. \"It seems impossible--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They want bridges now,\" he said, indicating the monstrous outline of the Tower Bridge. Mournfully Helen regarded him, who was putting water between her and her children. Mournfully she gazed at the ship they were approaching; anchored in the middle of the stream they could dimly read her name--Euphrosyne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Aunt Clara carves the neck of lamb,\" Rachel continued. She fixed her gaze upon the pebbles. \"There's a very ugly yellow china stand in front of me, called a dumb waiter, on which are three dishes, one for biscuits, one for butter, and one for cheese. There's a pot of ferns. Then there's Blanche the maid, who snuffles because of her nose.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A Sunday came, which no one in the villa with the exception of Rachel and the Spanish maid proposed to recognise. Rachel still went to church, because she had never, according to Helen, taken the trouble to think about it. Since they had celebrated the service at the hotel she went there expecting to get some pleasure from her passage across the garden and through the hall of the hotel, although it was very doubtful whether she would see Terence, or at any rate have the chance of speaking to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Flushing shook hands energetically. She was a woman of forty perhaps, very well set up and erect, splendidly robust, though not as tall as the upright carriage of her body made her appear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It is life that emerges more and more clearly as these essays reach not their end, but their suspension in full career. It is life that becomes more and more absorbing as death draws near, one's self, one's soul, every fact of existence: that one wears silk stockings summer and winter; puts water in one's wine; has one's hair cut after dinner; must have glass to drink from; has never worn spectacles; has a loud voice; carries a switch in one's hand; bites one's tongue; fidgets with one's feet; is apt to scratch one's ears; likes meat to be high; rubs one's teeth with a napkin (thank God, they are good! ); must have curtains to one's bed; and, what is rather curious, began by liking radishes, then disliked them, and now likes them again. No fact is too little to let it slip through one's fingers and besides the interest of facts themselves, there is the strange power we have of changing facts by the force of the imagination. Observe how the soul is always casting her own lights and shadows; makes the substantial hollow and the frail substantial; fills broad daylight with dreams; is as much excited by phantoms as by reality; and in the moment of death sports with a trifle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The first sounds that were heard were little inarticulate cries, the cries, it seemed, of children or of the very poor, of people who were very weak or in pain. But when the sun was above the horizon, the air which had been thin and pale grew every moment richer and warmer, and the sounds of life became bolder and more full of courage and authority. By degrees the smoke began to ascend in wavering breaths over the houses, and these slowly thickened, until they were as round and straight as columns, and instead of striking upon pale white blinds, the sun shone upon dark windows, beyond which there was depth and space.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A narrow border of shadow ran along the road, which was broad enough for two, but not broad enough for three. St. John therefore dropped a little behind the pair, and the distance between them increased by degrees. Walking with a view to digestion, and with one eye upon his watch, he looked from time to time at the pair in front of him. They seemed to be so happy, so intimate, although they were walking side by side much as other people walk. They turned slightly toward each other now and then, and said something which he thought must be something very private.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You oughtn't to be frightened,\" she said. \"It's the most natural thing in the world. Men will want to kiss you, just as they'll want to marry you. The pity is to get things out of proportion. It's like noticing the noises people make when they eat, or men spitting; or, in short, any small thing that gets on one's nerves.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "People must notice; people must see. People, she thought, looking at the crowd staring at the motor car; the English people, with their children and their horses and their clothes, which she admired in a way; but they were \"people\" now, because Septimus had said, \"I will kill myself\"; an awful thing to say. Suppose they had heard him? She looked at the crowd. Help, help!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In order to get rid of this terrible stationary sight Rachel again shut her eyes, and found herself walking through a tunnel under the Thames, where there were little deformed women sitting in archways playing cards, while the bricks of which the wall was made oozed with damp, which collected into drops and slid down the wall. But the little old women became Helen and Nurse McInnis after a time, standing in the window together whispering, whispering incessantly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I wasn't thinking of a man particularly,\" said Clarissa. \"But you will.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Don't be a damned fool!\" Terence exclaimed. \"Of course there's another doctor, and, if there isn't, you've got to find one. It ought to have been done days ago. I'm going down to saddle the horse.\" He could not stay still in one place.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence came out to receive them, and St. John was struck by the fact that he had grown perceptibly thinner in the interval; he was white too; his eyes looked strange. But the curt speech and the sulky masterful manner of Dr. Lesage impressed them both favourably, although at the same time it was obvious that he was very much annoyed at the whole affair. Coming downstairs he gave his directions emphatically, but it never occurred to him to give an opinion either because of the presence of Rodriguez who was now obsequious as well as malicious, or because he took it for granted that they knew already what was to be known.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "This freedom, then, which is the essence of our being, has to be controlled. But it is difficult to see what power we are to invoke to help us, since every restraint of private opinion or public law has been derided, and Montaigne never ceases to pour scorn upon the misery, the weakness, the vanity of human nature. Perhaps, then, it will be well to turn to religion to guide us? \"Perhaps\" is one of his favourite expressions; \"perhaps\" and \"I think\" and all those words which qualify the rash assumptions of human ignorance. Such words help one to muffle up opinions which it would be highly impolitic to speak outright.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That's probably true. Of course I like people--I like almost every one I've ever met.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Hewet saw the scars and hollows in Mr. Perrott's sagacious face relax pathetically. He could imagine the calculations which even then went on within his mind, as to whether he would be justified in asking a woman to marry him, considering that he made no more than five hundred a year at the Bar, owned no private means, and had an invalid sister to support. Mr. Perrott again knew that he was not \"quite,\" as Susan stated in her diary; not quite a gentleman she meant, for he was the son of a grocer in Leeds, had started life with a basket on his back, and now, though practically indistinguishable from a born gentleman, showed his origin to keen eyes in an impeccable neatness of dress, lack of freedom in manner, extreme cleanliness of person, and a certain indescribable timidity and precision with his knife and fork which might be the relic of days when meat was rare, and the way of handling it by no means gingerly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was struck motionless as his speech went on, and her heart gave great separate leaps at the last words. She sat with her fingers curled round a stone, looking straight in front of her down the mountain over the plain. So then, it had actually happened to her, a proposal of marriage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And how are you?\" said Peter Walsh, positively trembling; taking both her hands; kissing both her hands. She's grown older, he thought, sitting down. I shan't tell her anything about it, he thought, for she's grown older. She's looking at me, he thought, a sudden embarrassment coming over him, though he had kissed her hands. Putting his hand into his pocket, he took out a large pocket-knife and half opened the blade.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"God!\" Hirst exclaimed, staring straight ahead. \"Don't you think it's amazingly beautiful?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The respect that women, even well-educated, very able women, have for men,\" he went on. \"I believe we must have the sort of power over you that we're said to have over horses. They see us three times as big as we are or they'd never obey us. For that very reason, I'm inclined to doubt that you'll ever do anything even when you have the vote.\" He looked at her reflectively. She appeared very smooth and sensitive and young.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At that moment Rachel was sitting in her room doing absolutely nothing. When the ship was full this apartment bore some magnificent title and was the resort of elderly sea-sick ladies who left the deck to their youngsters. By virtue of the piano, and a mess of books on the floor, Rachel considered it her room, and there she would sit for hours playing very difficult music, reading a little German, or a little English when the mood took her, and doing--as at this moment--absolutely nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"You can't think,\" he exclaimed, speaking almost with emotion, \"what a difference it makes finding someone to talk to! Directly I saw you I felt you might possibly understand me. I'm very fond of Hewet, but he hasn't the remotest idea what I'm like. You're the only woman I've ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, the women are for you,\" Hewet interrupted. \"I asked them solely for your benefit. What you want, Hirst, you know, is the society of young women of your own age. You don't know how to get on with women, which is a great defect, considering that half the world consists of women.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She moved about the room acquiring small objects with quiet force, and fixing them about her--a locket, a watch and chain, a heavy gold bracelet, and the parti-coloured button of a suffrage society. Finally, completely equipped for Sunday tea, she stood before Rachel, and smiled at her kindly. She was not an impulsive woman, and her life had schooled her to restrain her tongue. At the same time, she was possessed of an amount of good-will towards others, and in particular towards the young, which often made her regret that speech was so difficult.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Helen was surprised to see how genuine both shock and problem were, but she could think of no way of easing the difficulty except by going on talking. She wanted to make her niece talk, and so to understand why this rather dull, kindly, plausible politician had made so deep an impression on her, for surely at the age of twenty-four this was not natural.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "One might have thought that they would have left her alone--innocent dirt-grey birds, taking more than their share of the breakfast crumbs, otherwise inoffensive. But once you look through a microscope--once you see the Hessian and the Bot as they really are--there's no peace for an elderly lady pacing her terrace on a fine May morning. For example, why, when there are crumbs enough for all, do only the sparrows get them? Why not swallows or martins? Why--oh, here come the servants for prayers--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Nonsense, Eleanor,\" said Mr. Ormerod. \"You are not telling the truth.\" He looked severely at the tumbler in which the beetles were still gyrating as before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All that he was, and shared with Sir Walter another characteristic which Tennyson does not mention. He was, we cannot help suspecting, something of a bore, a little censorious, a little patronising, a little too sure of his own merits, and a little obtuse to those of other people. Or what is the quality, or absence of quality, that checks our sympathies partly, perhaps, it is due to some inconsistency which it would be harsh to call by so strong a name as hypocrisy. Though he deplored the vices of his age he could never keep away from the centre of them. \"The luxurious dallying and profaneness\" of the Court, the sight of \"Mrs. Nelly\" looking over her garden wall and holding \"very familiar discourse\" with King Charles on the green walk below, caused him acute disgust; yet he could never decide to break with the Court and retire to \"my poor but quiet villa\", which was of course the apple of his eye and one of the show-places in England.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I will come,\" said Peter, but he sat on for a moment. What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with extraordinary excitement?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She had stayed, in a humble capacity, for a week in the ducal household. She had seen the troops of highly decorated human beings descending in couples to eat, and ascending in couples to bed. She had, surreptitiously, from a gallery, observed the Duke himself dusting the miniatures in the glass cases, while the Duchess let her crochet fall from her hands as if in utter disbelief that the world had need of crochet. From an upper window she had seen, as far as eye could reach, gravel paths swerving round isles of greenery and losing themselves in little woods designed to shed the shade without the severity of forests; she had watched the ducal carriage bowling in and out of the prospect, and returning a different way from the way it went. And what was her verdict?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest run down its china walls unrecorded. The brain must wake now. The body must contract now, entering the house, the lighted house, where the door stood open, where the motor cars were standing, and bright women descending: the soul must brave itself to endure. He opened the big blade of his pocket-knife.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Three months had made but little difference in the appearance either of Ridley or Rachel; yet a keen observer might have thought that the girl was more definite and self-confident in her manner than before. Her skin was brown, her eyes certainly brighter, and she attended to what was said as though she might be going to contradict it. The meal began with the comfortable silence of people who are quite at their ease together. Then Ridley, leaning on his elbow and looking out of the window, observed that it was a lovely night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The feet of those people busy about their activities, hands putting stone to stone, minds eternally occupied not with trivial chatterings (comparing women to poplars--which was rather exciting, of course, but very silly), but with thoughts of ships, of business, of law, of administration, and with it all so stately (she was in the Temple), gay (there was the river), pious (there was the Church), made her quite determined, whatever her mother might say, to become either a farmer or a doctor. But she was, of course, rather lazy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At this point the cab stopped, for it was in danger of being crushed like an egg-shell. The wide Embankment which had had room for cannonballs and squadrons, had now shrunk to a cobbled lane steaming with smells of malt and oil and blocked by waggons. While her husband read the placards pasted on the brick announcing the hours at which certain ships would sail for Scotland, Mrs. Ambrose did her best to find information. From a world exclusively occupied in feeding waggons with sacks, half obliterated too in a fine yellow fog, they got neither help nor attention. It seemed a miracle when an old man approached, guessed their condition, and proposed to row them out to their ship in the little boat which he kept moored at the bottom of a flight of steps.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"It was the move with your Queen that gave it away, Pepper,\" exclaimed Mr. Elliot triumphantly, sweeping the pieces together and standing up. He had won the game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had escaped! was utterly free--as happens in the downfall of habit when the mind, like an unguarded flame, bows and bends and seems about to blow from its holding. I haven't felt so young for years! thought Peter, escaping (only of course for an hour or so) from being precisely what he was, and feeling like a child who runs out of doors, and sees, as he runs, his old nurse waving at the wrong window. But she's extraordinarily attractive, he thought, as, walking across Trafalgar Square in the direction of the Haymarket, came a young woman who, as she passed Gordon's statue, seemed, Peter Walsh thought (susceptible as he was), to shed veil after veil, until she became the very woman he had always had in mind; young, but stately; merry, but discreet; black, but enchanting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh no, it's music with you, isn't it?\" she continued, recollecting, \"and I generally find that they don't go together. Sometimes of course we have prodigies--\" She was looking about her for something and now saw a jar on the mantelpiece which she reached down and gave to Rachel. \"If you put your finger into this jar you may be able to extract a piece of preserved ginger. Are you a prodigy?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I must confess,\" she continued, \"that if I had known how many classics there are in English literature, and how verbose the best of them contrive to be, I should never have undertaken the work. They only allow one seventy thousand words, you see.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, it's only what's the matter with every one!\" she exclaimed. \"No one feels--no one does anything but hurt. I tell you, Helen, the world's bad. It's an agony, living, wanting--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Don't be a fool, Terence,\" he said. \"You'll only get ill if you don't sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And as she silences her own complaint, she perplexes us again with the insoluble question of poetry and its nature, and why, as she speaks thus, her words put on the assurance of immortality. For they are Greek; we cannot tell how they sounded; they ignore the obvious sources of excitement; they owe nothing of their effect to any extravagance of expression, and certainly they throw no light upon the speaker's character or the writer's. But they remain, something that has been stated and must eternally endure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Astonishing!\" she exclaimed at last. \"What sort of shape can she think her body is?\" This remark was called forth by a lady who came past them, waddling rather than walking, and leaning on the arm of a stout man with globular green eyes set in a fat white face. Some support was necessary, for she was very stout, and so compressed that the upper part of her body hung considerably in advance of her feet, which could only trip in tiny steps, owing to the tightness of the skirt round her ankles. The dress itself consisted of a small piece of shiny yellow satin, adorned here and there indiscriminately with round shields of blue and green beads made to imitate hues of a peacock's breast. On the summit of a frothy castle of hair a purple plume stood erect, while her short neck was encircled by a black velvet ribbon knobbed with gems, and golden bracelets were tightly wedged into the flesh of her fat gloved arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was not old, or set, or dried in the least. As for caring what they said of him--the Dalloways, the Whitbreads, and their set, he cared not a straw--not a straw (though it was true he would have, some time or other, to see whether Richard couldn't help him to some job). Striding, staring, he glared at the statue of the Duke of Cambridge. He had been sent down from Oxford--true. He had been a Socialist, in some sense a failure--true.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence went upstairs, stood inside the door to take Helen's directions, looked over at Rachel, but did not attempt to speak to her. She appeared vaguely conscious of his presence, but it seemed to disturb her, and she turned, so that she lay with her back to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She wanted him to say whether by moving the rose she had improved the hat. She sat on the end of the sofa.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Prescribed a little bromide? Said there was nothing the matter? Ah yes (those general practitioners! thought Sir William. It took half his time to undo their blunders.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Let alone the difficulty of hearing the exact words, facts that were outside her daily experience took some time to reach Mrs. Paley's consciousness. A weight seemed to rest upon her brain, impeding, though not damaging its action. She sat vague-eyed for at least a minute before she realised what Arthur meant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What a lark! What a plunge! For so it had always seemed to her, when, with a little squeak of the hinges, which she could hear now, she had burst open the French windows and plunged at Bourton into the open air. How fresh, how calm, stiller than this of course, the air was in the early morning; like the flap of a wave; the kiss of a wave; chill and sharp and yet (for a girl of eighteen as she then was) solemn, feeling as she did, standing there at the open window, that something awful was about to happen; looking at the flowers, at the trees with the smoke winding off them and the rooks rising, falling; standing and looking until Peter Walsh said, \"Musing among the vegetables?\"--was that it?--\"I prefer men to cauliflowers\"--was that it? He must have said it at breakfast one morning when she had gone out on to the terrace--Peter Walsh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here they came out into the hall, where once more the little band was greeted with curious respectful glances by the people who had not gone to church, although their clothing made it clear that they approved of Sunday to the very verge of going to church. Rachel felt unable to stand any more of this particular atmosphere, and was about to say she must go back, when Terence passed them, drawn along in talk with Evelyn M. Rachel thereupon contented herself with saying that the people looked very respectable, which negative remark Mrs. Flushing interpreted to mean that she would stay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But the light was only the reflection of the storm which was over. The rain had ceased, the heavy clouds were blown away, and the air was thin and clear, although vapourish mists were being driven swiftly across the moon. The sky was once more a deep and solemn blue, and the shape of the earth was visible at the bottom of the air, enormous, dark, and solid, rising into the tapering mass of the mountain, and pricked here and there on the slopes by the tiny lights of villas. The driving air, the drone of the trees, and the flashing light which now and again spread a broad illumination over the earth filled Mrs. Flushing with exultation. Her breasts rose and fell.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As the rooms in which people live are apt to give off something of the same shock as their faces when seen for the first time, Rachel walked very slowly downstairs, lost in wonder at her uncle, and his books, and his neglect of dances, and his queer, utterly inexplicable, but apparently satisfactory view of life, when her eye was caught by a note with her name on it lying in the hall. The address was written in a small strong hand unknown to her, and the note, which had no beginning, ran:--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At any other time Rachel would probably have been silenced by her Aunt's candour; but this afternoon she was not in the mood to be silenced by any one. A quarrel would be welcome.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Well, how was she going to defend herself? Now that she knew what it was, she felt perfectly happy. They thought, or Peter at any rate thought, that she enjoyed imposing herself; liked to have famous people about her; great names; was simply a snob in short. Well, Peter might think so. Richard merely thought it foolish of her to like excitement when she knew it was bad for her heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How on earth did you guess that?\" Evelyn exclaimed, some pleasure mingling with her surprise. \"Do as I look as if I'd just had a proposal?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Come in,\" she said mechanically, for a string in her brain seemed to be pulled by a persistent knocking at the door. With great slowness the door opened and a tall human being came towards her, holding out her arm and saying:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They believe in God,\" said Rachel as they regained each other. She meant that the people in the crowd believed in Him; for she remembered the crosses with bleeding plaster figures that stood where foot-paths joined, and the inexplicable mystery of a service in a Roman Catholic church.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Wasn't it Wilde who discovered the fact that nature makes no allowance for hip-bones?\" enquired Hughling Elliot. He knew by this time exactly what scholarships and distinction Hirst enjoyed, and had formed a very high opinion of his capacities.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"No, no,\" she protested, \"he's the soul of honour I'm sure--not that he resembles Rose's sea captain in the least. I was thinking rather of my Aunt's cactuses. What could they know about chastity?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What considerations, then, had weight with Miss Hill when she decided to write Mary Russell Mitford and Her Surroundings? Three emerge from the rest, and may be held of paramount importance. In the first place. Miss Mitford was a lady; in the second, she was born in the year 1787; and in the third, the stock of female characters who lend themselves to biographic treatment by their own sex is, for one reason or another, running short. For instance, little is known of Sappho, and that little is not wholly to her credit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Mr. Flushing. \"And in my opinion,\" he continued, \"the absence of population to which Hirst objects is precisely the significant touch. You must admit, Hirst, that a little Italian town even would vulgarise the whole scene, would detract from the vastness--the sense of elemental grandeur.\" He swept his hands towards the forest, and paused for a moment, looking at the great green mass, which was now falling silent. \"I own it makes us seem pretty small--us, not them.\" He nodded his head at a sailor who leant over the side spitting into the river. \"And that, I think, is what my wife feels, the essential superiority of the peasant--\" Under cover of Mr. Flushing's words, which continued now gently reasoning with St. John and persuading him, Terence drew Rachel to the side, pointing ostensibly to a great gnarled tree-trunk which had fallen and lay half in the water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Don't talk of it!\" she cried. \"It's a thing I can't bear to think of to this day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "However, breakfast was over and Mrs. Dalloway was rising. \"I always think religion's like collecting beetles,\" she said, summing up the discussion as she went up the stairs with Helen. \"One person has a passion for black beetles; another hasn't; it's no good arguing about it. What's your black beetle now?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"English people abroad!\" she returned with a vivid flash of malice. \"Ain't they awful! But we won't stay here,\" she continued, plucking at Rachel's arm. \"Come up to my room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But if it would be foolish to attempt to confine Mr. Beerbohm to one room, it would be still more foolish, unhappily, to make him, the artist, the man who gives us only his best, the representative of our age. There are no essays by Mr. Beerbohm in the fourth or fifth volumes of the present collection. His age seems already a little distant, and the drawing-room table, as it recedes, begins to look rather like an altar where, once upon a time, people deposited offerings--fruit from their own orchards, gifts carved with their own hands. Now once more the conditions have changed. The public needs essays as much as ever, and perhaps even more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There were basins, of course. Mrs. Dalloway lay half-raised on a pillow, and did not open her eyes. Then she murmured, \"Oh, Dick, is that you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel followed her, and they walked in silence down the avenue. In spite of what Helen had seen and understood, the feeling that was uppermost in her mind was now curiously perverse; if she went on this expedition, she would not be able to have a bath, the effort appeared to her to be great and disagreeable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She looked at Rachel with great kindness and simplicity, as though she would do her utmost to provide anything she wished to have. This expression had a remarkable charm in a face otherwise much lined with care and thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He had only to open his eyes; but a weight was on them; a fear. He strained; he pushed; he looked; he saw Regent's Park before him. Long streamers of sunlight fawned at his feet. The trees waved, brandished. We welcome, the world seemed to say; we accept; we create.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A snob was she? Yes, in many ways. Where was she, all this time? It was getting late.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Miss Murgatroyd,\" he began with his usual formality, \"I asked you to come here from a very selfish motive, I fear. I do not think you need to be assured once more of my feelings; but, as you are leaving so soon, I felt that I could not let you go without asking you to tell me--have I any reason to hope that you will ever come to care for me?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "What an extraordinary habit that was, Clarissa thought; always playing with a knife. Always making one feel, too, frivolous; empty-minded; a mere silly chatterbox, as he used. But I too, she thought, and, taking up her needle, summoned, like a Queen whose guards have fallen asleep and left her unprotected (she had been quite taken aback by this visit--it had upset her) so that any one can stroll in and have a look at her where she lies with the brambles curving over her, summoned to her help the things she did; the things she liked; her husband; Elizabeth; her self, in short, which Peter hardly knew now, all to come about her and beat off the enemy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "However they were come by, they were sufficiently serious to send Mrs. Ambrose a day or two later in search of her brother-in-law. She found him sitting in his room working, applying a stout blue pencil authoritatively to bundles of filmy paper. Papers lay to left and to right of him, there were great envelopes so gorged with papers that they spilt papers on to the table. Above him hung a photograph of a woman's head. The need of sitting absolutely still before a Cockney photographer had given her lips a queer little pucker, and her eyes for the same reason looked as though she thought the whole situation ridiculous.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Here he opened Shakespeare once more. That boy's business of the intoxication of language--Antony and Cleopatra--had shrivelled utterly. How Shakespeare loathed humanity--the putting on of clothes, the getting of children, the sordidity of the mouth and the belly! This was now revealed to Septimus; the message hidden in the beauty of words. The secret signal which one generation passes, under disguise, to the next is loathing, hatred, despair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So then our contemporaries afflict us because they have ceased to believe. The most sincere of them will only tell us what it is that happens to himself. They cannot make a world, because they are not free of other human beings. They cannot tell stories because they do not believe the stories are true. They cannot generalise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mrs. Paley just round the corner had her cards arranged in long ladders before her, with Susan sitting near to sympathise but not to correct, and the merchants and the miscellaneous people who had never been discovered to possess names were stretched in their arm-chairs with their newspapers on their knees. The conversation in these circumstances was very gentle, fragmentary, and intermittent, but the room was full of the indescribable stir of life. Every now and then the moth, which was now grey of wing and shiny of thorax, whizzed over their heads, and hit the lamps with a thud.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "By these means Rachel reached that stage in thinking, if thinking it can be called, when the eyes are intent upon a ball or a knob and the lips cease to move. Her efforts to come to an understanding had only hurt her aunt's feelings, and the conclusion must be that it is better not to try. To feel anything strongly was to create an abyss between oneself and others who feel strongly perhaps but differently. It was far better to play the piano and forget all the rest. The conclusion was very welcome.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I wonder if it's really nice to be as vague as you are?\" asked Hirst, looking at him. \"It's the lack of continuity--that's what's so odd about you,\" he went on. \"At the age of twenty-seven, which is nearly thirty, you seem to have drawn no conclusions. A party of old women excites you still as though you were three.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There is no need to labour the extreme importance of the date when we see the word \"surroundings\" on the back, of a book. Surroundings, as they are called, are invariably eighteenth-century surroundings. When we come, as of course we do, to that phrase which relates how \"as we looked upon the steps leading down from the upper room, we fancied we saw the tiny figure jumping from step to step\", it would be the grossest outrage upon our sensibilities to be told that those steps were Athenian, Elizabethan, or Parisian. They were, of course, eighteenth-century steps, leading down from the old panelled room into the shady garden, where, tradition has it, William Pitt played marbles, or, if we like to be bold, where on still summer days we can almost fancy that we hear the drums of Bonaparte on the coast of France. Bonaparte is the limit of the imagination on one side, as Monmouth is on the other; it would be fatal if the imagination took to toying with Prince Albert or sporting with King John.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Was everybody dining out, then? Doors were being opened here by a footman to let issue a high-stepping old dame, in buckled shoes, with three purple ostrich feathers in her hair. Doors were being opened for ladies wrapped like mummies in shawls with bright flowers on them, ladies with bare heads. And in respectable quarters with stucco pillars through small front gardens lightly swathed with combs in their hair (having run up to see the children), women came; men waited for them, with their coats blowing open, and the motor started. Everybody was going out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For let us imagine, in the most desolate part of England known to us at the present moment, a raw, new-built house, without telephone, bathroom, or drains, arm-chairs or newspapers, and one shelf perhaps of books, unwieldy to hold, expensive to come by. The windows look out upon a few cultivated fields and a dozen hovels, and beyond them there is the sea on one side, on the other a vast fen. A single road crosses the fen, but there is a hole in it, which, one of the farm hands reports, is big enough to swallow a carriage. And, the man adds, Tom Topcroft, the mad bricklayer, has broken loose again and ranges the country half-naked, threatening to kill any one who approaches him. That is what they talk about at dinner in the desolate house, while the chimney smokes horribly, and the draught lifts the carpets on the floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Early next morning there was a sound as of chains being drawn roughly overhead; the steady heart of the Euphrosyne slowly ceased to beat; and Helen, poking her nose above deck, saw a stationary castle upon a stationary hill. They had dropped anchor in the mouth of the Tagus, and instead of cleaving new waves perpetually, the same waves kept returning and washing against the sides of the ship.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"A prig--granted,\" said Richard; \"but, I think a man of the world. That's where my point comes in. We politicians doubtless seem to you\" (he grasped somehow that Helen was the representative of the arts) \"a gross commonplace set of people; but we see both sides; we may be clumsy, but we do our best to get a grasp of things. Now your artists find things in a mess, shrug their shoulders, turn aside to their visions--which I grant may be very beautiful--and leave things in a mess. Now that seems to me evading one's responsibilities.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"There's the ordering and the dogs and the garden, and the children coming to be taught,\" her voice proceeded rhythmically as if checking the list, \"and my tennis, and the village, and letters to write for father, and a thousand little things that don't sound much; but I never have a moment to myself, and when I go to bed, I'm so sleepy I'm off before my head touches the pillow. Besides I like to be a great deal with my Aunts--I'm a great bore, aren't I, Aunt Emma?\" (she smiled at old Mrs. Paley, who with head slightly drooped was regarding the cake with speculative affection), \"and father has to be very careful about chills in winter which means a great deal of running about, because he won't look after himself, any more than you will, Arthur! So it all mounts up!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But there is another and more important reason for the surprising brightness, the still effective merriment of the Canterbury Tales. Chaucer was a poet; but he never flinched from the life that was being lived at the moment before his eyes. A farmyard, with its straw, its dung, its cocks and its hens is not (we have come to think) a poetic subject; poets seem either to rule out the farmyard entirely or to require that it shall be a farmyard in Thessaly and its pigs of mythological origin. But Chaucer says outright:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Light showed her the familiar things: her clothes, fallen off the chair; the water jug gleaming white; but the horror did not go at once. She felt herself pursued, so that she got up and actually locked her door. A voice moaned for her; eyes desired her. All night long barbarian men harassed the ship; they came scuffling down the passages, and stopped to snuffle at her door. She could not sleep again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Meanwhile Mr. Flushing quietly explained to Helen that the expedition was really a simple matter; it took five days at the outside; and the place--a native village--was certainly well worth seeing before she returned to England. Helen murmured ambiguously, and did not commit herself to one answer rather than to another.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In a wonderfully short space of time her hair had been reformed in its usual loops. The upper half of her body now became dark green with black stripes on it; the skirt, however, needed hooking at various angles, and Rachel had to kneel on the floor, fitting the eyes to the hooks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A silence followed. Then Helen rose and bade them good-night. \"But,\" she said, \"remember that you've got to come and see us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Though he went to his room he was unable even to take his clothes off. For a long time he paced up and down, and then leaning out of the window gazed at the earth which lay so dark against the paler blue of the sky. With a mixture of fear and loathing he looked at the slim black cypress trees which were still visible in the garden, and heard the unfamiliar creaking and grating sounds which show that the earth is still hot. All these sights and sounds appeared sinister and full of hostility and foreboding; together with the natives and the nurse and the doctor and the terrible force of the illness itself they seemed to be in conspiracy against him. They seemed to join together in their effort to extract the greatest possible amount of suffering from him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They are so exhausting,\" said Mrs. Elliot. \"I look strong, because of my colour; but I'm not; the youngest of eleven never is.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She crumpled together a handful of letters from Evelyn M., from Mr. Pepper, from Mrs. Thornbury and Miss Allan, and Susan Warrington. It was strange, considering how very different these people were, that they used almost the same sentences when they wrote to congratulate her upon her engagement.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I think you'd enjoy London more,\" she said. It did not seem a very subtle reason, but she appeared to think it sufficient. She looked at him against the background of flowering magnolia. There was something curious in the sight. Perhaps it was that the heavy wax-like flowers were so smooth and inarticulate, and his face--he had thrown his hat away, his hair was rumpled, he held his eye-glasses in his hand, so that a red mark appeared on either side of his nose--was so worried and garrulous.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So she could write when she was young. But her fairies, if they survived at all, grew up into hippopotami. Too generously her prayer was granted:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Well, then; no woman has what I may call the political instinct. You have very great virtues; I am the first, I hope, to admit that; but I have never met a woman who even saw what is meant by statesmanship. I am going to make you still more angry. I hope that I never shall meet such a woman. Now, Miss Vinrace, are we enemies for life?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Owing perhaps to the change of doctor, Rachel appeared to be rather better next day. Terribly pale and worn though Helen looked, there was a slight lifting of the cloud which had hung all these days in her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Early in the service Mrs. Flushing had discovered that she had taken up a Bible instead of a prayer-book, and, as she was sitting next to Hirst, she stole a glance over his shoulder. He was reading steadily in the thin pale-blue volume. Unable to understand, she peered closer, upon which Hirst politely laid the book before her, pointing to the first line of a Greek poem and then to the translation opposite.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "No one took the trouble to agree with her or to disagree with her. Arthur Venning who was strolling about, sometimes looking at the game, sometimes reading a page of a magazine, looked at Miss Allan, who was half asleep, and said humorously, \"A penny for your thoughts, Miss Allan.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Now that the afternoon sun had left the front of the house, Ridley paced up and down the terrace repeating stanzas of a long poem, in a subdued but suddenly sonorous voice. Fragments of the poem were wafted in at the open window as he passed and repassed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel looked at him. She was amused, and yet she was respectful; if such a thing could be, the upper part of her face seemed to laugh, and the lower part to check its laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "we cannot help imagining the thrill in the crowded theatre, the feathers nodding emphatically on the ladies' heads, the gentlemen leaning forward to tap their canes, and every one exclaiming to his neighbour how vastly fine it is and crying \"Bravo!\" But how can we be excited? And so with Bishop Hurd and his notes--his \"finely observed\", his \"wonderfully exact, both in the sentiment and expression\", his serene confidence that when \"the present humour of idolising Shakespeare is over\", the time will come when Cato is \"supremely admired by all candid and judicious critics\". This is all very amusing and productive of pleasant fancies, both as to the faded frippery of our ancestors' minds and the bold opulence of our own. But it is not the intercourse of equals, let alone that other kind of intercourse, which as it makes us contemporary with the author, persuades us that his object is our own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He belongs, indeed, to the school of the great plain writers, whose work is founded upon a knowledge of what is most persistent, though not most seductive, in human nature. The view of London from Hungerford Bridge, grey, serious, massive, and full of the subdued stir of traffic and business, prosaic if it were not for the masts of the ships and the towers and domes of the city, brings him to mind. The tattered girls with violets in their hands at the street corners, and the old weather-beaten women patiently displaying their matches and bootlaces beneath the shelter of arches, seem like characters from his books. He is of the school of Crabbe, and of Gissing, and not merely a fellow pupil in the same stern place of learning, but its founder and master.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"They ought not to have died,\" she thought. \"However, they did--and we selfish old creatures go on.\" The tears came to her eyes; she felt a genuine regret for them, a kind of respect for their youth and beauty, and a kind of shame for herself; but the tears did not fall; and she opened one of those innumerable novels which she used to pronounce good or bad, or pretty middling, or really wonderful. \"I can't think how people come to imagine such things,\" she would say, taking off her spectacles and looking up with the old faded eyes, that were becoming ringed with white.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"How jolly to meet again,\" said Richard. \"It seems an age. Cowper's Letters? . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He took out a packet of old letters and began turning them over as if in search of one that would confute Terence's suspicions. As he searched, he began to tell a story about an English lord who had trusted him--a great English lord, whose name he had, unfortunately, forgotten.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Mr. Smith was talking aloud to himself, Agnes the servant girl cried to Mrs. Filmer in the kitchen. \"Evans, Evans,\" he had said as she brought in the tray. She jumped, she did. She scuttled downstairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And now what was she to do? Reading had played her false, but still she could write. Ever since she could form her letters, indeed, she had written, with incredible speed and considerable grace, odes, addresses, apostrophes to Miss Hoadley, to the Recorder of Dublin, to Dr. Delville's place in the country. \"Hail, happy Delville, blissful seat!\" \"Is there a man whose fixed and steady gaze----\"--the verses flowed without the slightest difficulty on the slightest occasion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"And they remain women,\" Mrs. Thornbury added. \"They give a great deal to their children.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Do you play? Would you play? Anything, so long as we can dance to it!\" From all sides her gift for playing the piano was insisted upon, and she had to consent. As very soon she had played the only pieces of dance music she could remember, she went on to play an air from a sonata by Mozart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Holmes was coming upstairs. Holmes would burst open the door. Holmes would say \"In a funk, eh?\" Holmes would get him. But no; not Holmes; not Bradshaw. Getting up rather unsteadily, hopping indeed from foot to foot, he considered Mrs. Filmer's nice clean bread knife with \"Bread\" carved on the handle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"About Gibbon,\" he continued. \"D'you think you'll be able to appreciate him? He's the test, of course. It's awfully difficult to tell about women,\" he continued, \"how much, I mean, is due to lack of training, and how much is native incapacity. I don't see myself why you shouldn't understand--only I suppose you've led an absurd life until now--you've just walked in a crocodile, I suppose, with your hair down your back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"'Sir Walter Elliott, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage'--don't you know Sir Walter?--'There he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one.' She does write well, doesn't she? 'There--'\" She read on in a light humorous voice. She was determined that Sir Walter should take her husband's mind off the guns of Britain, and divert him in an exquisite, quaint, sprightly, and slightly ridiculous world. After a time it appeared that the sun was sinking in that world, and the points becoming softer. Rachel looked up to see what caused the change.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "No, no, no! He was not in love with her any more! He only felt, after seeing her that morning, among her scissors and silks, making ready for the party, unable to get away from the thought of her; she kept coming back and back like a sleeper jolting against him in a railway carriage; which was not being in love, of course; it was thinking of her, criticising her, starting again, after thirty years, trying to explain her. The obvious thing to say of her was that she was worldly; cared too much for rank and society and getting on in the world--which was true in a sense; she had admitted it to him. (You could always get her to own up if you took the trouble; she was honest.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The paper lay directly beneath the clock, the two together seeming to represent stability in a changing world. Mr. Perrott passed through; Mr. Venning poised for a second on the edge of a table. Mrs. Paley was wheeled past. Susan followed. Mr. Venning strolled after her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I like that,\" said Evelyn. \"And what's your friend's name?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"More people were in love with her than with any one I've ever known,\" Helen stated. \"She had that power--she enjoyed things. She wasn't beautiful, but--I was thinking of her last night at the dance. She got on with every kind of person, and then she made it all so amazingly--funny.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "For this jumble of seeds, silks, unicorns' horns, elephants' teeth, wool, common stones, turbans, and bars of gold, these odds and ends of priceless value and complete worthlessness, were the fruit of innumerable voyages, traffics, and discoveries to unknown lands in the reign of Queen Elizabeth. The expeditions were manned by \"apt young men\" from the West country, and financed in part by the great Queen herself. The ships, says Froude, were no bigger than modern yachts. There in the river by Greenwich the fleet lay gathered, close to the Palace. \"The Privy council looked out of the windows of the court .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Ah, but that aeroplane! Hadn't Mrs. Dempster always longed to see foreign parts? She had a nephew, a missionary. It soared and shot. She always went on the sea at Margate, not out o' sight of land, but she had no patience with women who were afraid of water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Now a tremor ran through the table, and a light outside swerved. At the same time an electric bell rang sharply again and again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She pitied and despised them from the bottom of her heart, as she stood on the soft carpet, looking at the old engraving of a little girl with a muff. With all this luxury going on, what hope was there for a better state of things? Instead of lying on a sofa--\"My mother is resting,\" Elizabeth had said--she should have been in a factory; behind a counter; Mrs. Dalloway and all the other fine ladies!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Uncomfortable as the night, with its rocking movement, and salt smells, may have been, and in one case undoubtedly was, for Mr. Pepper had insufficient clothes upon his bed, the breakfast next morning wore a kind of beauty. The voyage had begun, and had begun happily with a soft blue sky, and a calm sea. The sense of untapped resources, things to say as yet unsaid, made the hour significant, so that in future years the entire journey perhaps would be represented by this one scene, with the sound of sirens hooting in the river the night before, somehow mixing in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Violent, pugnacious, and unscrupulous. Dr. Bentley survived these storms and agitations, and remained, though suspended from his degrees and deprived of his mastership, seated at the Lodge imperturbably. Wearing a broad-brimmed hat indoors to protect his eyes, smoking his pipe, enjoying his port, and expounding to his friends his doctrine of the digamma, Bentley lived those eighty years which, he said, were long enough \"to read everything which was worth reading\", \"Et tunc\", he added, in his peculiar manner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Rachel at last put down the photographs, walked to the window and remarked, \"It's odd. People talk as much about love as they do about religion.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But no. \"Je n'enseigne poinct; je raconte.\" After all, how could he explain other people's souls when he could say nothing \"entirely simply and solidly, without confusion or mixture, in one word\", about his own, when indeed it became daily more and more in the dark to him? One quality or principle there is perhaps--that one must not lay down rules. The souls whom one would wish to resemble, like Etienne de La Boetie, for example, are always the supplest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Are you going to the party to-night?\" Miss Kilman said. Elizabeth supposed she was going; her mother wanted her to go. She must not let parties absorb her, Miss Kilman said, fingering the last two inches of a chocolate eclair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She hit off the points she remembered as fast as she could, but she was too indignant to stop to analyse her feelings. Mrs. Flushing watched her with keen gusto as she stood ejaculating with emphatic movements of her head and hands in the middle of the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Thereupon he bowed and slipped out. The interview was conducted laboriously upon both sides in French, and this, together with the fact that he was optimistic, and that Terence respected the medical profession from hearsay, made him less critical than he would have been had he encountered the doctor in any other capacity. Unconsciously he took Rodriguez' side against Helen, who seemed to have taken an unreasonable prejudice against him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Then, just as happens on a terrace in the moonlight, when one person begins to feel ashamed that he is already bored, and yet as the other sits silent, very quiet, sadly looking at the moon, does not like to speak, moves his foot, clears his throat, notices some iron scroll on a table leg, stirs a leaf, but says nothing--so Peter Walsh did now. For why go back like this to the past? he thought. Why make him think of it again? Why make him suffer, when she had tortured him so infernally?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Still, though potent enough, the boredom of an Elizabethan play is of a different quality altogether from the boredom which a nineteenth-century play, a Tennyson or a Henry Taylor play, inflicts. The riot of images, the violent volubility of language, all that cloys and satiates in the Elizabethans yet appears to be drawn up with a roar as a feeble fire is sucked up by a newspaper. There is, even in the worst, an intermittent bawling vigour which gives us the sense in our quiet arm-chairs of ostlers and orange-girls catching up the lines, flinging them back, hissing or stamping applause. But the deliberate drama of the Victorian age is evidently written in a study. It has for audience ticking clocks and rows of classics bound in half morocco.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He was quite certain that when Mr. Warren Smith was well he was the last man in the world to frighten his wife. But he had talked of killing himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Her evening dresses hung in the cupboard. Clarissa, plunging her hand into the softness, gently detached the green dress and carried it to the window. She had torn it. Some one had trod on the skirt. She had felt it give at the Embassy party at the top among the folds.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The Whitbreads?\" he could hear her saying. \"Who are the Whitbreads? Coal merchants. Respectable tradespeople.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was wonderful. Never had he done anything which made him feel so proud. It was so real, it was so substantial, Mrs. Peters' hat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was still attractive, still a personage, Sally Seton. But who was this Rosseter? He wore two camellias on his wedding day--that was all Peter knew of him. \"They have myriads of servants, miles of conservatories,\" Clarissa wrote; something like that. Sally owned it with a shout of laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "In its place that seemed not only memorable and moving but fit to set beside striking beauties. Cut out and taken separately it appears ordinary and quiet. Chaucer, it seems, has some art by which the most ordinary words and the simplest feelings when laid side by side make each other shine; when separated lose their lustre. Thus the pleasure he gives us is different from the pleasure that other poets give us, because it is more closely connected with what we have ourselves felt or observed. Eating, drinking and fine weather, the May, cocks and hens, millers, old peasant women, flowers--there is a special stimulus in seeing all these common things so arranged that they affect us as poetry affects us, and are yet bright, sober, precise as we see them out of doors.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I did mind,\" she said vehemently. \"I dreamt. I couldn't sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "After a silence she asked, looking up into the sky, \"Are we on the deck of a steamer on a river in South America? Am I Rachel, are you Terence?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He nodded his head at the tables where a very miscellaneous collection of Europeans were now engaged in eating, in some cases in gnawing, the stringy foreign fowls. Hewet looked, and grew more out of temper than ever. Hirst looked too. His eyes fell upon Rachel, and he bowed to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"This is what I like,\" said Mrs. Flushing. She jerked her head at the Villa. \"A little house in a garden. I had one once in Ireland. One could lie in bed in the mornin' and pick roses outside the window with one's toes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Up they went. Elizabeth guided her this way and that; guided her in her abstraction as if she had been a great child, an unwieldy battleship. There were the petticoats, brown, decorous, striped, frivolous, solid, flimsy; and she chose, in her abstraction, portentously, and the girl serving thought her mad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence attempted to answer him, but Mrs. Ambrose replied instead. She bade him look at the way things massed themselves--look at the amazing colours, look at the shapes of the trees. She seemed to be protecting Terence from the approach of the others.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Thus the time went on, wearing a calm, bright look upon its surface. Letters came from England, letters came from Willoughby, and the days accumulated their small events which shaped the year. Superficially, three odes of Pindar were mended, Helen covered about five inches of her embroidery, and St. John completed the first two acts of a play. He and Rachel being now very good friends, he read them aloud to her, and she was so genuinely impressed by the skill of his rhythms and the variety of his adjectives, as well as by the fact that he was Terence's friend, that he began to wonder whether he was not intended for literature rather than for law. It was a time of profound thought and sudden revelations for more than one couple, and several single people.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "A young woman put down her needlework and exclaimed, \"Poor creature! it would be kinder to kill it.\" But nobody seemed disposed to rouse himself in order to kill the moth. They watched it dash from lamp to lamp, because they were comfortable, and had nothing to do.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Of course I don't,\" she protested. \"Haven't I told you? I want friendship; I want to care for some one greater and nobler than I am, and if they fall in love with me it isn't my fault; I don't want it; I positively hate it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The Bar or politics, I agree,\" said Willoughby. \"You get more run for your money.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "An unusual feeling had been bothering him all the evening and forbidding him to settle into any one train of thought. It was precisely as if he had been in the middle of a talk which interested him profoundly when some one came up and interrupted him. He could not finish the talk, and the longer he sat there the more he wanted to finish it. As the talk that had been interrupted was a talk with Rachel, he had to ask himself why he felt this, and why he wanted to go on talking to her. Hirst would merely say that he was in love with her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At about half-past nine Miss Allan came very slowly into the hall, and walked very slowly to the table where the morning papers were laid, but she did not put out her hand to take one; she stood still, thinking, with her head a little sunk upon her shoulders. She looked curiously old, and from the way in which she stood, a little hunched together and very massive, you could see what she would be like when she was really old, how she would sit day after day in her chair looking placidly in front of her. Other people began to come into the room, and to pass her, but she did not speak to any of them or even look at them, and at last, as if it were necessary to do something, she sat down in a chair, and looked quietly and fixedly in front of her. She felt very old this morning, and useless too, as if her life had been a failure, as if it had been hard and laborious to no purpose. She did not want to go on living, and yet she knew that she would.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Susan replied, \"Yes--isn't it perfectly awful? When you think what a nice girl she was--only just engaged, and this need never have happened--it seems too tragic.\" She looked at Arthur as though he might be able to help her with something more suitable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was close on twenty years now since Mrs. Paley had been able to lace her own shoes or even to see them, the disappearance of her feet having coincided more or less accurately with the death of her husband, a man of business, soon after which event Mrs. Paley began to grow stout. She was a selfish, independent old woman, possessed of a considerable income, which she spent upon the upkeep of a house that needed seven servants and a charwoman in Lancaster Gate, and another with a garden and carriage-horses in Surrey. Susan's engagement relieved her of the one great anxiety of her life--that her son Christopher should \"entangle himself\" with his cousin. Now that this familiar source of interest was removed, she felt a little low and inclined to see more in Susan than she used to. She had decided to give her a very handsome wedding present, a cheque for two hundred, two hundred and fifty, or possibly, conceivably--it depended upon the under-gardener and Huths' bill for doing up the drawing-room--three hundred pounds sterling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"The children are well!\" she exclaimed. Mr. Pepper, who sat opposite with a great mound of bag and rug upon his knees, said, \"Gratifying.\" Rachel, to whom the end of the voyage meant a complete change of perspective, was too much bewildered by the approach of the shore to realise what children were well or why it was gratifying. Helen went on reading.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "So strange were the lights and the silence that the busy hum of voices which usually filled the dining-room at meal times had distinct gaps in it, and during these silences the clatter of the knives upon plates became audible. The first roll of thunder and the first heavy drop striking the pane caused a little stir.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "At this Helen immediately brightened more than she had yet done, and explained that her son was six and her daughter ten. Everybody said that her boy was like her and her girl like Ridley. As for brains, they were quick brats, she thought, and modestly she ventured on a little story about her son,--how left alone for a minute he had taken the pat of butter in his fingers, run across the room with it, and put it on the fire--merely for the fun of the thing, a feeling which she could understand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "And to all this, too, the critics generously agree. A great critic, they say, is the rarest of beings. But should one miraculously appear, how should we maintain him, on what should we feed him? Great critics, if they are not themselves great poets, are bred from the profusion of the age. There is some great man to be vindicated, some school to be founded or destroyed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The millions lamented; for ages they had sorrowed. He would turn round, he would tell them in a few moments, only a few moments more, of this relief, of this joy, of this astonishing revelation--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The word \"time\" split its husk; poured its riches over him; and from his lips fell like shells, like shavings from a plane, without his making them, hard, white, imperishable words, and flew to attach themselves to their places in an ode to Time; an immortal ode to Time. He sang. Evans answered from behind the tree. The dead were in Thessaly, Evans sang, among the orchids. There they waited till the War was over, and now the dead, now Evans himself--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Suddenly Elizabeth stepped forward and most competently boarded the omnibus, in front of everybody. She took a seat on top. The impetuous creature--a pirate--started forward, sprang away; she had to hold the rail to steady herself, for a pirate it was, reckless, unscrupulous, bearing down ruthlessly, circumventing dangerously, boldly snatching a passenger, or ignoring a passenger, squeezing eel-like and arrogant in between, and then rushing insolently all sails spread up Whitehall. And did Elizabeth give one thought to poor Miss Kilman who loved her without jealousy, to whom she had been a fawn in the open, a moon in a glade? She was delighted to be free.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Let her sleep,\" said Dr. Holmes, feeling her pulse. She saw the large outline of his body standing dark against the window. So that was Dr. Holmes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I couldn't have stood it much longer,\" Mrs. Elliot confided to Mrs. Thornbury, but the excitement of being at the top in another moment and seeing the view prevented any one from answering her. One after another they came out on the flat space at the top and stood overcome with wonder. Before them they beheld an immense space--grey sands running into forest, and forest merging in mountains, and mountains washed by air, the infinite distances of South America. A river ran across the plain, as flat as the land, and appearing quite as stationary. The effect of so much space was at first rather chilling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "There was then a long silence. Ridley murmured a few lines of poetry under his breath, and remarked, as if to conceal the fact that he had done so, \"Very hot to-day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Not a straw, she thought, going on up Bond Street to a shop where they kept flowers for her when she gave a party. Elizabeth really cared for her dog most of all. The whole house this morning smelt of tar. Still, better poor Grizzle than Miss Kilman; better distemper and tar and all the rest of it than sitting mewed in a stuffy bedroom with a prayer book! Better anything, she was inclined to say.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"I have read new books pretty steadily for the past five years,\" said she. \"Mr. Wells is the most popular living writer; then comes Mr. Arnold Bennett; then Mr. Compton Mackenzie; Mr. McKenna and Mr. Walpole may be bracketed together.\" She sat down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The books which followed so soon after her union testify in the fullest manner to the great liberation which had come to her with personal happiness. In themselves they provide us with a plentiful feast. Yet at the threshold of her literary career one may find in some of the circumstances of her life influences that turned her mind to the past, to the country village, to the quiet and beauty and simplicity of childish memories and away from herself and the present. We understand how it was that her first book was Scenes of Clerical Life, and not Middlemarch. Her union with Lewes had surrounded her with affection, but in view of the circumstances and of the conventions it had also isolated her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was like running one's face against a granite wall in the darkness! It was shocking; it was horrible!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Nothing [he comments] could have been more commonplace than this remark; but its utterance coincided for me with a moment of vision. It's extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The party broke up, and Susan, who had never felt so happy in her life, was just about to start for her walk in the town with Arthur, when Mrs. Paley beckoned her back. She could not understand from the book how Double Demon patience is played; and suggested that if they sat down and worked it out together it would fill up the time nicely before dinner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Oh, you're all too clever,\" she said. \"Which way? Pick me a branch. Let's canter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She was about to split asunder, she felt. The agony was so terrific. If she could grasp her, if she could clasp her, if she could make her hers absolutely and forever and then die; that was all she wanted. But to sit here, unable to think of anything to say; to see Elizabeth turning against her; to be felt repulsive even by her--it was too much; she could not stand it. The thick fingers curled inwards.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She had been cheated. Yes, the word was no exaggeration, for surely a girl has a right to some kind of happiness? And she had never been happy, what with being so clumsy and so poor. And then, just as she might have had a chance at Miss Dolby's school, the war came; and she had never been able to tell lies. Miss Dolby thought she would be happier with people who shared her views about the Germans.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But what is this crowd gathered round the door of the George Hotel in Chepstow? A faint cheer rises from the bottom of the hill. Up comes the mail coach, horses steaming, panels mud-splashed. \"Make way! Make way!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"In some ways we can learn a great deal from the young,\" said Mrs. Thornbury. \"I learn so much from my own daughters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Lady Bruton preferred Richard Dalloway of course. He was made of much finer material. But she wouldn't let them run down her poor dear Hugh. She could never forget his kindness--he had been really remarkably kind--she forgot precisely upon what occasion. But he had been--remarkably kind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"In spite of them all,\" said Helen gravely. She then put down her needle, and explained a plan which had come into her head as they talked. Instead of wandering on down the Amazons until she reached some sulphurous tropical port, where one had to lie within doors all day beating off insects with a fan, the sensible thing to do surely was to spend the season with them in their villa by the seaside, where among other advantages Mrs. Ambrose herself would be at hand to--\"After all, Rachel,\" she broke off, \"it's silly to pretend that because there's twenty years' difference between us we therefore can't talk to each other like human beings.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"My other novel,\" Hewet continued, \"is about a young man who is obsessed by an idea--the idea of being a gentleman. He manages to exist at Cambridge on a hundred pounds a year. He has a coat; it was once a very good coat. But the trousers--they're not so good. Well, he goes up to London, gets into good society, owing to an early-morning adventure on the banks of the Serpentine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "But Rachel was still agitated; she could not get away from the sight they had just seen. Instead of answering Hewet she persisted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"True,\" said Richard. \"Perfectly true.\" He paused. \"When I look back over my life--I'm forty-two--what are the great facts that stand out? What were the revelations, if I may call them so? The misery of the poor and--\" (he hesitated and pitched over) \"love!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "It was the flesh that she must control. Clarissa Dalloway had insulted her. That she expected. But she had not triumphed; she had not mastered the flesh. Ugly, clumsy, Clarissa Dalloway had laughed at her for being that; and had revived the fleshly desires, for she minded looking as she did beside Clarissa.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He is the first of the autobiographers. Swooping and soaring at the highest altitudes he stoops suddenly with loving particularity upon the details of his own body. His height was moderate, he tells us, his eyes large and luminous; his skin dark but constantly suffused with blushes. He dressed very plainly. He seldom laughed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "(And Lucy, coming into the drawing-room with her tray held out, put the giant candlesticks on the mantelpiece, the silver casket in the middle, turned the crystal dolphin towards the clock. They would come; they would stand; they would talk in the mincing tones which she could imitate, ladies and gentlemen. Of all, her mistress was loveliest--mistress of silver, of linen, of china, for the sun, the silver, doors off their hinges, Rumpelmayer's men, gave her a sense, as she laid the paper-knife on the inlaid table, of something achieved. Behold! Behold!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "After sitting in silence for the greater part of the ten minutes she allowed them, they rose and hung over the rail. Beneath them the smooth black water slipped away very fast and silently. The spark of a cigarette vanished behind them. \"A beautiful voice,\" Terence murmured.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "She shut the door. At once he became extremely depressed. It all seemed useless--going on being in love; going on quarrelling; going on making it up, and he wandered off alone, among outhouses, stables, looking at the horses. (The place was quite a humble one; the Parrys were never very well off; but there were always grooms and stable-boys about--Clarissa loved riding--and an old coachman--what was his name?--an old nurse, old Moody, old Goody, some such name they called her, whom one was taken to visit in a little room with lots of photographs, lots of bird-cages.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "We hear of but two or three of the ancients who have beaten this road [said Montaigne]. No one since has followed the track; 'tis a rugged road, more so than it seems, to follow a pace so rambling and uncertain, as that of the soul; to penetrate the dark profundities of its intricate internal windings; to choose and lay hold of so many little nimble motions; 'tis a new and extraordinary undertaking, and that withdraws us from the common and most recommended employments of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Surely it's the most perfect style, so far as style goes, that's ever been invented,\" he continued. \"Every sentence is practically perfect, and the wit--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "He could see her, like a little hen, with her wings spread barring his passage. But Holmes persevered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Well, but I'm confounded.... Surely, Minnie, you know better! A strange young man.... Stop! I'll tell him--Minnie!--Miss Marsh!--I don't know though. There's something queer in her cloak as it blows.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Not exactly promised,\" said Evelyn. \"I can't make up my mind which I really like best. Oh how I detest modern life!\" she flung off. \"It must have been so much easier for the Elizabethans! I thought the other day on that mountain how I'd have liked to be one of those colonists, to cut down trees and make laws and all that, instead of fooling about with all these people who think one's just a pretty young lady.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "All night long there was no call or movement, except the opening and shutting of the bedroom door once. By degrees the light returned into the untidy room. At six the servants began to move; at seven they crept downstairs into the kitchen; and half an hour later the day began again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"That great stream!\" Helen would begin, gazing as if she saw a visionary cascade, \"I've a good mind to go with you myself, Willoughby--only I can't. Think of the sunsets and the moonrises--I believe the colours are unimaginable.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "As he did not leave her, however, she had to wipe her eyes, and to raise them to the level of the factory chimneys on the other bank. She saw also the arches of Waterloo Bridge and the carts moving across them, like the line of animals in a shooting gallery. They were seen blankly, but to see anything was of course to end her weeping and begin to walk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Her education being thus ordinary, her circumstances were no more out of the common. She was an only child and had never been bullied and laughed at by brothers and sisters. Her mother having died when she was eleven, two aunts, the sisters of her father, brought her up, and they lived for the sake of the air in a comfortable house in Richmond. She was of course brought up with excessive care, which as a child was for her health; as a girl and a young woman was for what it seems almost crude to call her morals. Until quite lately she had been completely ignorant that for women such things existed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Very different was the room through the wall, though as like in shape as one egg-box is like another. As Miss Allan read her book, Susan Warrington was brushing her hair. Ages have consecrated this hour, and the most majestic of all domestic actions, to talk of love between women; but Miss Warrington being alone could not talk; she could only look with extreme solicitude at her own face in the glass. She turned her head from side to side, tossing heavy locks now this way now that; and then withdrew a pace or two, and considered herself seriously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Evelyn had not spoken, but she had been looking from Susan to Rachel. Well--they had both made up their minds very easily, they had done in a very few weeks what it sometimes seemed to her that she would never be able to do. Although they were so different, she thought that she could see in each the same look of satisfaction and completion, the same calmness of manner, and the same slowness of movement. It was that slowness, that confidence, that content which she hated, she thought to herself. They moved so slowly because they were not single but double, and Susan was attached to Arthur, and Rachel to Terence, and for the sake of this one man they had renounced all other men, and movement, and the real things of life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Ah, here is Mrs. Thornbury,\" he began with some relief in his voice. \"You have heard, of course. My wife feels that she was in some way responsible. She urged poor Miss Vinrace to come on the expedition. I'm sure you will agree with me that it is most unreasonable to feel that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "The exercise indeed served to clear away the superficial irritations of the morning, but he remained miserable. It seemed proved beyond a doubt that Rachel was indifferent to him, for she had scarcely looked at him, and she had talked to Mr. Flushing with just the same interest with which she talked to him. Finally, Hirst's odious words flicked his mind like a whip, and he remembered that he had left her talking to Hirst. She was at this moment talking to him, and it might be true, as he said, that she was in love with him. He went over all the evidence for this supposition--her sudden interest in Hirst's writing, her way of quoting his opinions respectfully, or with only half a laugh; her very nickname for him, \"the great Man,\" might have some serious meaning in it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "\"Damn that man!\" she exclaimed, having acquired some of Helen's words. \"Damn his insolence!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "woolf", + "text": "Terence, meanwhile, read a novel which some one else had written, a process which he found essential to the composition of his own. For a considerable time nothing was to be heard but the ticking of the clock and the fitful scratch of Rachel's pen, as she produced phrases which bore a considerable likeness to those which she had condemned. She was struck by it herself, for she stopped writing and looked up; looked at Terence deep in the arm-chair, looked at the different pieces of furniture, at her bed in the corner, at the window-pane which showed the branches of a tree filled in with sky, heard the clock ticking, and was amazed at the gulf which lay between all that and her sheet of paper. Would there ever be a time when the world was one and indivisible? Even with Terence himself--how far apart they could be, how little she knew what was passing in his brain now!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a second cocktail they became enthusiastic. They liked each other. They talked about their husbands, Rachael in that tone of public vainglory, with private reservations, in which wives are wont to speak.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My dear,\" she cried, \"I'm going to give you this dress as soon as I'm through with it. I've got to get another one tomorrow. I'm going to make a list of all the things I've got to get. A massage and a wave, and a collar for the dog, and one of those cute little ashtrays where you touch a spring, and a wreath with a black silk bow for mother's grave that'll last all summer. I got to write down a list so I won't forget all the things I got to do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" Amory interrupted, \"but I was just wishing. I wouldn't think of leaving college. It's just that I feel so sad these wonderful nights. I sort of feel they're never coming again, and I'm not really getting all I could out of them. I wish my girl lived here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The Italians are about the gayest people in the world--but it's a dull subject,\" he broke off. \"Anyway, I want to tell you you're marrying a pretty fine man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No. He goes on improving, if he can, what he imitates in the way of style, and choosing from his own interpretation of the things around him what constitutes material. But after all every writer writes because it's his mode of living. Don't tell me you like this 'Divine Function of the Artist' business?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, they don't even try. Some of them can write, but they won't sit down and do one honest novel. Most of them can't write, I'll admit. I believe Rupert Hughes tries to give a real, comprehensive picture of American life, but his style and perspective are barbarous. Ernest Poole and Dorothy Canfield try but they're hindered by their absolute lack of any sense of humor; but at least they crowd their work instead of spreading it thin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, sa. I think, oh all time I think, lie in bed think 'bout typewutta.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Still--I was married in the middle of June,\" Daisy remembered. \"Louisville in June! Somebody fainted. Who was it fainted, Tom?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're revolting,\" said Daisy. She turned to me, and her voice, dropping an octave lower, filled the room with thrilling scorn: \"Do you know why we left Chicago? I'm surprised that they didn't treat you to the story of that little spree.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Miss Gloria's not feeling well. She's lying down, asleep. Who shall I say called?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want to go to Princeton,\" said Amory. \"I don't know why, but I think of all Harvard men as sissies, like I used to be, and all Yale men as wearing big blue sweaters and smoking pipes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We had the most hectic time!\" Muriel was exclaiming enthusiastically. \"There was a crazy woman behind us on the bus. She was absitively, posolutely nutty! She kept talking to herself about something she'd like to do to somebody or something.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Time, damn it, and the historian. If we could only learn to look on evil as evil, whether it's clothed in filth or monotony or magnificence.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It never occurred to him that he was a passive thing, acted upon by an influence above and beyond Gloria, that he was merely the sensitive plate on which the photograph was made. Some gargantuan photographer had focussed the camera on Gloria and snap!--the poor plate could but develop, confined like all things to its nature.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her glance left me and sought the lighted top of the steps, where \"Three O'Clock in the Morning,\" a neat, sad little waltz of that year, was drifting out the open door. After all, in the very casualness of Gatsby's party there were romantic possibilities totally absent from her world. What was it up there in the song that seemed to be calling her back inside? What would happen now in the dim, incalculable hours? Perhaps some unbelievable guest would arrive, a person infinitely rare and to be marvelled at, some authentically radiant young girl who with one fresh glance at Gatsby, one moment of magical encounter, would blot out those five years of unwavering devotion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Peace was restored--the ensuing moments were so much more sweet and sharp and poignant. They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two: the passion of their pretense created the actuality. Here, finally, was the quintessence of self-expression--yet it was probable that for the most part their love expressed Gloria rather than Anthony. He felt often like a scarcely tolerated guest at a party she was giving.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm absorbed, Aunt Catherine,\" he assured her, \"I really am. All my friends are joshing me--oh, I see the humor in it and I don't care. I think a person ought to be able to take joshing. But I've got a sort of conviction,\" he concluded gloomily.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony took several more drinks before he approached his fourth man, a real-estate agent; nevertheless, he was floored with a coup as decisive as a syllogism. The real-estate agent said that he had three brothers in the investment business. Viewing himself as a breaker-up of homes Anthony apologized and went out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Richard Caramel with difficulty restrained a shout of laughter. Gloria was chewing an amazing gum-drop and staring moodily out the window. Mrs. Gilbert cleared her throat and beamed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't tell me, old sport.\" He winced. \"Anyhow--Daisy stepped on it. I tried to make her stop, but she couldn't, so I pulled on the emergency brake. Then she fell over into my lap and I drove on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Then I'm going with you.\" Tears were streaming down her checks. Her mouth was trembling in an ecstasy of grief and fear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He put the money under his pillow and the other things in the toe of an infantry boot, stuffing a stocking in on top of them. Then for two hours his mind raced like a high-power engine here and there through his life, past and future, through fear and laughter. With a vague, inopportune wish that he were married, he fell into a deep sleep about half past five.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Some of these black leaves were very old with cheeks furrowed like the first ripples of a splashed pool. Then there was a scattering of middle-aged leaves whose forms when viewed in profile in their revealing gowns were beginning to be faintly unsymmetrical. These carried thick volumes of Thomas Aquinas and Henry James and Cardinal Mercier and Immanuel Kant and many bulging note-books filled with lecture data.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not a chance. I like to dive. You can use my uncle's bathing suit, only it'll fit you like a gunny sack, because he's a very flabby man. I've got a one-piece that's shocked the natives all along the Atlantic coast from Biddeford Pool to St. Augustine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We don't know each other very well, Nick,\" she said suddenly. \"Even if we are cousins. You didn't come to my wedding.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You could, you know,\" said Bloeckman. \"I think you'd film very well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They had arrived, he thought, at the most practical financial settlement: she was to have three hundred and seventy-five dollars a month--not too much considering that over half of that would go in rent--and he was taking fifty to supplement his pay. He saw no need for more: food, clothes, and quarters would be provided--there were no social obligations for a private.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was early afternoon when he walked into the office of Theron G. Macy, who owned the largest wholesale grocery house in town. Plump, prosperous, wearing a pleasant but quite unhumorous smile, Theron G. Macy greeted him warmly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Before they had been two months in the little apartment on Fifty-seventh Street, it had assumed for both of them the same indefinable but almost material taint that had impregnated the gray house in Marietta. There was the odor of tobacco always--both of them smoked incessantly; it was in their clothes, their blankets, the curtains, and the ash-littered carpets. Added to this was the wretched aura of stale wine, with its inevitable suggestion of beauty gone foul and revelry remembered in disgust. About a particular set of glass goblets on the sideboard the odor was particularly noticeable, and in the main room the mahogany table was ringed with white circles where glasses had been set down upon it. There had been many parties--people broke things; people became sick in Gloria's bathroom; people spilled wine; people made unbelievable messes of the kitchenette.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I spent a day chasing you all over town, Amory. But you always kept a little ahead of me. I'd say you've been on some party.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The night and the scarred trees were like scenery in a play, and to be there with Eleanor, shadowy and unreal, seemed somehow oddly familiar. Amory thought how it was only the past that ever seemed strange and unbelievable. The match went out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I got to West Egg by a side road,\" he went on, \"and left the car in my garage. I don't think anybody saw us, but of course I can't be sure.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's always a bunch of shy fellas,\" he commented, \"sitting at the tail of the bob, sorta lurkin' an' whisperin' an' pushin' each other off. Then there's always some crazy cross-eyed girl\"--he gave a terrifying imitation--\"she's always talkin' hard, sorta, to the chaperon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Horace had been particularly busy that night. The failure of the Frenchman Laurier to appreciate the significance of the new realists was preying on his mind. In fact, his only reaction to a low, clear-cut rap at his study was to make him speculate as to whether any rap would have actual existence without an ear there to hear it. He fancied he was verging more and more toward pragmatism. But at that moment, though he did not know it, he was verging with astounding rapidity toward something quite different.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was the bowl here, the he one,\" said Hilda apologetically. \"It was waitin' on the floor while I polished the sideboard, and Julie come along an' went to foolin' with it. She yust scratch herself.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: I'm tired of it. I've seen it three times. (To DICK:) The first time, we went out after Act One and found a most amazing bar. When we came back we entered the wrong theatre.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you think I'd ask them?\" His voice rang with righteous horror. Gloria winced. He would rather contemplate her active discomfort than feel his own skin crawl at asking an inappropriate favor. \"I thought of Muriel,\" he suggested.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sometimes at night it had seemed to her as though no one lived here--they had all gone long ago--leaving lighted houses to be covered in time by tombing heaps of sleet. Oh, if there should be snow on her grave! To be beneath great piles of it all winter long, where even her headstone would be a light shadow against light shadows. Her grave--a grave that should be flower-strewn and washed with sun and rain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For five days she was down with influenza, which, just as the month turned the corner into winter, ripened into double pneumonia. In the feverish perambulations of her mind she prowled through a house of bleak unlighted rooms hunting for her mother. All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dick Humbird had, ever since freshman year, seemed to Amory a perfect type of aristocrat. He was slender but well-built--black curly hair, straight features, and rather a dark skin. Everything he said sounded intangibly appropriate. He possessed infinite courage, an averagely good mind, and a sense of honor with a clear charm and noblesse oblige that varied it from righteousness. He could dissipate without going to pieces, and even his most bohemian adventures never seemed \"running it out.\" People dressed like him, tried to talk as he did.... Amory decided that he probably held the world back, but he wouldn't have changed him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He looks sort of funny to me. Weird-looking clothes\"--he paused--\"I've got a sneaking suspicion you two picked him up somewhere last night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For that autumn the gray house welcomed them with a rush of sentiment that falsified its cynical old age. True, there were the laundry-bags, there was Gloria's appetite, there was Anthony's tendency to brood and his imaginative \"nervousness,\" but there were intervals also of an unhoped-for serenity. Close together on the porch they would wait for the moon to stream across the silver acres of farmland, jump a thick wood and tumble waves of radiance at their feet. In such a moonlight Gloria's face was of a pervading, reminiscent white, and with a modicum of effort they would slip off the blinders of custom and each would find in the other almost the quintessential romance of the vanished June.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Everything. I have to pick and choose, of course, but mostly things to make me think. I'm reading the four gospels now, and the 'Varieties of Religious Experience.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you're one of those men,\" she answered haughtily, \"must lug old self into conversation. Well, my boy, I was behind a hedge sunning myself one day last week, and along comes a man saying in a pleasant, conceited way of talking:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She worried Anthony to distraction by telling him that \"he was the first clever man she had ever known and she got so tired of shallow people.\" He wondered that people fell in love with such women. Yet he supposed that under a certain impassioned glance even she might take on a softness and promise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Even when the East excited me most, even when I was most keenly aware of its superiority to the bored, sprawling, swollen towns beyond the Ohio, with their interminable inquisitions which spared only the children and the very old--even then it had always for me a quality of distortion. West Egg, especially, still figures in my more fantastic dreams. I see it as a night scene by El Greco: a hundred houses, at once conventional and grotesque, crouching under a sullen, overhanging sky and a lustreless moon. In the foreground four solemn men in dress suits are walking along the sidewalk with a stretcher on which lies a drunken woman in a white evening dress. Her hand, which dangles over the side, sparkles cold with jewels.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A pause ensued, a pause which Carlyle found rather awkward, but which Ardita seemed not to notice at all as she sat contentedly enjoying her cigarette and gazing out at the shining sea. After a minute she crawled out on the rock and lay with her face over the edge looking down. Carlyle, watching her, reflected how it seemed impossible for her to assume an ungraceful attitude.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The gray-haired man made an instinctive step backward and then two cautious steps forward. Ardita jumped to her five feet four and stared at him defiantly, her gray eyes blazing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Now, we are getting warm. This is Alec's mother, Mrs. Connage, ample, dignified, rouged to the dowager point and quite worn out. Her lips move significantly as she looks for IT. Her search is less thorough than the maid's but there is a touch of fury in it, that quite makes up for its sketchiness. She stumbles on the tulle and her \"damn\" is quite audible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His bedroom was the simplest room of all--except where the dresser was garnished with a toilet set of pure dull gold. Daisy took the brush with delight, and smoothed her hair, whereupon Gatsby sat down and shaded his eyes and began to laugh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The day passed slowly. Anthony, riding in a taxi to his broker's to borrow money on a bond, found that he had only two dollars in his pocket. The fare would cost all of that, but he felt that on this particular afternoon he could not have endured the subway. When the taximetre reached his limit he must get out and walk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sa-a-ay! Didn't I hear you promise you'd fix it with me? Who's goin' to pay the taxi bill?\" He turned to the driver for confirmation. \"Didn't you hear him say he'd fix it?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Get house--tha's start. Then you get know people. Snobbish town first toward outsider, but not long--after know you. People like you\"--he indicated Ahearn and his wife with a sweeping gesture--\"all right. Cordial as an'thin' once get by first barrer-bar-barrer--\" He swallowed, and then said \"barrier,\" repeated it masterfully.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She had nearly decided to lie down, nevertheless, when she heard a sudden familiar signal from little Julie down-stairs. She compressed her lips, her brows twitched together, and she blinked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't!\" she cried. \"It hurts when you reproach yourself for what you can't give me. I've got your precious self--and that's enough for me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her voice took up the thread of subject and wove along with faintly upturning, half-humorous intonations for sentence ends--as though defying interruption--and intervals of shadowy laughter. Dick had told her that Anthony's man was named Bounds--she thought that was wonderful! Dick had made some sad pun about Bounds doing patchwork, but if there was one thing worse than a pun, she said, it was a person who, as the inevitable come-back to a pun, gave the perpetrator a mock-reproachful look.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I am quite sure,\" she wrote to Amory, \"that if there is one thing we can be positive of, it is that people will not stay in one place. This Ford person has certainly made the most of that idea. So I am instructing Mr. Barton to specialize on such things as Northern Pacific and these Rapid Transit Companies, as they call the street-cars. I shall never forgive myself for not buying Bethlehem Steel. I've heard the most fascinating stories.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Again she made a little clicking sound to express disapproval. Anthony thought how moral was this little waif at heart--how completely moral she would still be after the inevitable wave came that would wash her off the sands of respectability.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got my wife locked in up there,\" explained Wilson calmly. \"She's going to stay there till the day after tomorrow, and then we're going to move away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She felt her soul recede suddenly from Kieth's. This was her brother--this, this unnatural person. She caught herself in the act of a little laugh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They passed Forty-fifth Street and slowed down slightly. Both of them lit cigarettes and blew tremendous clouds of smoke and frosted breath into the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Olson's hat came off slowly. There was a rather embarrassing two minutes under the lights of the lobby while the night clerk and a few belated guests stared at them curiously; the loudly dressed girl with bent head, the handsome young man with his chin several points aloft; the inference was quite obvious. Then the chill outdoors--where the salt air was fresher and keener still with the first hints of morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If I had some money, darlin', I'd give ev'y bit of it to you.... I'd like to have about fifty thousand dollars.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Come through, Bernice,\" urged Otis. \"Tell her where to get off.\" Bernice looked round again--she seemed unable to get away from Warren's eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The two-by-four? Oh, this? This is a club. When she comes out I'll hit her on the head and knock her in again.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then a strange thing happened. She turned to him and smiled, and as he saw her smile every rag of anger and hurt vanity dropped from him--as though his very moods were but the outer ripples of her own, as though emotion rose no longer in his breast unless she saw fit to pull an omnipotent controlling thread.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One would have thought Sixth Avenue a safe street! Having forsworn his barber at the Plaza he went around the corner one morning to be shaved, and while waiting his turn he took off coat and vest, and with his soft collar open at the neck stood near the front of the shop. The day was an oasis in the cold desert of March and the sidewalk was cheerful with a population of strolling sun-worshippers. A stout woman upholstered in velvet, her flabby cheeks too much massaged, swirled by with her poodle straining at its leash--the effect being given of a tug bringing in an ocean liner. Just behind them a man in a striped blue suit, walking slue-footed in white-spatted feet, grinned at the sight and catching Anthony's eye, winked through the glass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, you ought to do something,\" she admitted, being in an agreeable and loquacious humor. This was not the first of these discussions, but as they usually developed Anthony in the role of protagonist, she had come to avoid them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Someone started to ask me questions, but I broke away and going upstairs looked hastily through the unlocked parts of his desk--he'd never told me definitely that his parents were dead. But there was nothing--only the picture of Dan Cody, a token of forgotten violence, staring down from the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don Juan always manages that,\" she said, laughing, \"but I shan't call you that any more, because you've got reddish hair. Instead you can recite 'Ulalume' and I'll be Psyche, your soul.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Amory, I have decided to let you have your way. If you still want to, you can go to school.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He executed an abrupt about-face and returned to the living room, where he renewed his pacing. It was evident that he had something portentous on his mind--he quite obviously wanted to be asked what was the matter. Joining him a moment later she sat upon the long lounge and began taking down her hair. It was no longer bobbed, and it had changed in the last year from a rich gold dusted with red to an unresplendent light brown. She had bought some shampoo soap and meant to wash it now; she had considered putting a bottle of peroxide into the rinsing water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You've brought it on yourselves,\" insisted Amory. \"You people never make concessions until they're wrung out of you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As winter approached it seemed that a sort of madness seized upon Anthony. He awoke in the morning so nervous that Gloria could feel him trembling in the bed before he could muster enough vitality to stumble into the pantry for a drink. He was intolerable now except under the influence of liquor, and as he seemed to decay and coarsen under her eyes, Gloria's soul and body shrank away from him; when he stayed out all night, as he did several times, she not only failed to be sorry but even felt a measure of relief. Next day he would be faintly repentant, and would remark in a gruff, hang-dog fashion that he guessed he was drinking a little too much.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The largest of the banners and the largest of the lawns belonged to Daisy Fay's house. She was just eighteen, two years older than me, and by far the most popular of all the young girls in Louisville. She dressed in white, and had a little white roadster, and all day long the telephone rang in her house and excited young officers from Camp Taylor demanded the privilege of monopolizing her that night. \"Anyways, for an hour!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory, lately I reread Aeschylus and there in the divine irony of the \"Agamemnon\" I find the only answer to this bitter age--all the world tumbled about our ears, and the closest parallel ages back in that hopeless resignation. There are times when I think of the men out there as Roman legionaries, miles from their corrupt city, stemming back the hordes... hordes a little more menacing, after all, than the corrupt city... another blind blow at the race, furies that we passed with ovations years ago, over whose corpses we bleated triumphantly all through the Victorian era....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Where've you been?\" he demanded eagerly. \"Daisy's furious because you haven't called up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't touch me!\" she cried. \"Haven't I enough on my mind and you stand there and laugh!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In November Harry Bellamy, tall, broad, and brisk, came down from his Northern city to spend four days. His intention was to settle a matter that had been hanging fire since he and Sally Carrol had met in Asheville, North Carolina, in midsummer. The settlement took only a quiet afternoon and an evening in front of a glowing open fire, for Harry Bellamy had everything she wanted; and, beside, she loved him--loved him with that side of her she kept especially for loving. Sally Carrol had several rather clearly defined sides.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two hours later, while Warren McIntyre was standing passively in the stag line abstractedly watching the dancers and wondering whither and with whom Marjorie had disappeared, an unrelated perception began to creep slowly upon him--a perception that Bernice, cousin to Marjorie, had been cut in on several times in the past five minutes. He closed his eyes, opened them and looked again. Several minutes back she had been dancing with a visiting boy, a matter easily accounted for; a visiting boy would know no better. But now she was dancing with some one else, and there was Charley Paulson headed for her with enthusiastic determination in his eye. Funny--Charley seldom danced with more than three girls an evening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I hope I never will,\" she answered. \"I hate careless people. That's why I like you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "If he had wanted silence he obtained it. A sort of awe descended upon the half-dozen women marketing and upon the gray-haired ancient who in cap and apron was slicing chicken.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The lip line was being erased and corrected according to some mysterious perspective; not a finger trembled as she manipulated the lip-stick, not a glance wavered in his direction. It was a triumph of concentration.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dick considered, unable to decide the exact degree of criticism intended by Anthony's remarks. But Anthony, with that facility which seemed so frequently to flow from him, continued, his dark eyes gleaming in his thin face, his chin raised, his voice raised, his whole physical being raised:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Clara didn't gloat. She changed the subject immediately. But she had started him thinking and he believed she was partly right. He felt like a factory-owner who after accusing a clerk of dishonesty finds that his own son, in the office, is changing the books once a week. His poor, mistreated will that he had been holding up to the scorn of himself and his friends, stood before him innocent, and his judgment walked off to prison with the unconfinable imp, imagination, dancing in mocking glee beside him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's pretty, isn't it, old sport?\" He jumped off to give me a better view. \"Haven't you ever seen it before?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn't even vaguely engaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come East. You can't stop going with an old friend on account of rumours, and on the other hand I had no intention of being rumoured into marriage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think the city's a mountebank. Always struggling to approach the tremendous and impressive urbanity ascribed to it. Trying to be romantically metropolitan.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Are they signed up?\" he laughed. \"No, but they will be next month.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I've been thinking it over, and I believe I'd like to try it. I could work at night and on Saturday afternoons--and regularly if the pay is high enough.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But it's so silly! You don't want to go into the movies--moon around a studio all day with a lot of cheap chorus people.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm a friend of his.\" Tom turned his head but kept his hands firm on Wilson's body. \"He says he knows the car that did it... It was a yellow car.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well!\" she cried, holding out a little gloved hand. Under her fur coat her dress was Alice-blue, with white lace crinkled stiffly about her throat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ah--I thought you might not understand exactly what it was they--ah--objected to. I'm going to tell you, because I believe--ah--that when a boy knows his difficulties he's better able to cope with them--to conform to what others expect of him.\" He a-hemmed again with delicate reticence, and continued: \"They seem to think that you're--ah--rather too fresh--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If somebody'll come here and sit with him,\" he snapped authoritatively. He watched while the two men standing closest glanced at each other and went unwillingly into the room. Then Tom shut the door on them and came down the single step, his eyes avoiding the table. As he passed close to me he whispered: \"Let's get out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One afternoon they found front seats on the sunny roof of a bus and rode for hours from the fading Square up along the sullied river, and then, as the stray beams fled the westward streets, sailed down the turgid Avenue, darkening with ominous bees from the department stores. The traffic was clotted and gripped in a patternless jam; the busses were packed four deep like platforms above the crowd as they waited for the moan of the traffic whistle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Nevertheless, she was aware even then that she would forget in time and that it is the manner of life seldom to strike but always to wear away. After that morning the incident was never mentioned and its deep wound healed with Anthony's hand--and if there was triumph some darker force than theirs possessed it, possessed the knowledge and the victory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"O-o-o-oh!\" The cry was wrung from Ardita with the agony of a lost soul. \"Will you stop boring me! Will you go 'way! Will you jump overboard and drown!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You can't prove it by me. He drove up an hour ago with Mr. Jordan, and said he wanted to meet Sandra Pepys, and all that sort of thing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't give a damn. I'm sick of waiting around his office. You'd think he was doing me a favor.\" He glanced at Gloria as though expecting moral support, but she had turned back to her contemplation of the dubious and unprepossessing out-of-doors.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "March in the country around was rare with jasmine and jonquils and patches of violets in the warming grass. Afterward he remembered especially one afternoon of such a fresh and magic glamour that as he stood in the rifle-pit marking targets he recited \"Atalanta in Calydon\" to an uncomprehending Pole, his voice mingling with the rip, sing, and splatter of the bullets overhead.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I was flattered that she wanted to speak to me, because of all the older girls I admired her most. She asked me if I was going to the Red Cross to make bandages. I was. Well, then, would I tell them that she couldn't come that day? The officer looked at Daisy while she was speaking, in a way that every young girl wants to be looked at sometime, and because it seemed romantic to me I have remembered the incident ever since.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here, Tannenbaum!\" he called over his shoulder. \"I've filled you a drink. Come on!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a halcyon day, and as they neared the shore and the salt breezes scurried by, he began to picture the ocean and long, level stretches of sand and red roofs over blue sea. Then they hurried through the little town and it all flashed upon his consciousness to a mighty paean of emotion....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... Oh it's so hard to write you what I really feel when I think about you so much; you've gotten to mean to me a dream that I can't put on paper any more. Your last letter came and it was wonderful! I read it over about six times, especially the last part, but I do wish, sometimes, you'd be more frank and tell me what you really do think of me, yet your last letter was too good to be true, and I can hardly wait until June! Be sure and be able to come to the prom. It'll be fine, I think, and I want to bring you just at the end of a wonderful year.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They change,\" said Gloria. \"All the qualities that they don't use in their daily lives get cobwebbed up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A small, flat-nosed Jew raised his large head and regarded me with two fine growths of hair which luxuriated in either nostril. After a moment I discovered his tiny eyes in the half-darkness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dressed, he poured himself a drink of whiskey and then went into Gloria's room, where he found her already wide awake. She had been in bed for a week, humoring herself, Anthony fancied, though the doctor had said that she had best not be disturbed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One day, early in January, as she was walking on Fifth Avenue, bright now with uniforms and hung with the flags of the virtuous nations, she met Rachael Barnes, whom she had not seen for nearly a year. Even Rachael, whom she had grown to dislike, was a relief from ennui, and together they went to the Ritz for tea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You have me stumped, Burne,\" Amory admitted. \"I've read 'Anna Karenina' and the 'Kreutzer Sonata' of course, but Tolstoi is mostly in the original Russian as far as I'm concerned.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "These \"parties\" gradually became their chief source of entertainment. Still in love, still enormously interested in each other, they yet found as spring drew near that staying at home in the evening palled on them; books were unreal; the old magic of being alone had long since vanished--instead they preferred to be bored by a stupid musical comedy, or to go to dinner with the most uninteresting of their acquaintances, so long as there would be enough cocktails to keep the conversation from becoming utterly intolerable. A scattering of younger married people who had been their friends in school or college, as well as a varied assortment of single men, began to think instinctively of them whenever color and excitement were needed, so there was scarcely a day without its phone call, its \"Wondered what you were doing this evening.\" Wives, as a rule, were afraid of Gloria--her facile attainment of the centre of the stage, her innocent but nevertheless disturbing way of becoming a favorite with husbands--these things drove them instinctively into an attitude of profound distrust, heightened by the fact that Gloria was largely unresponsive to any intimacy shown her by a woman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The stark and unexpected miracle of a night fades out with the lingering death of the last stars and the premature birth of the first newsboys. The flame retreats to some remote and platonic fire; the white heat has gone from the iron and the glow from the coal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"To Monsignor Darcy, Amory. He wants to see you. He went to Harrow and then to Yale--became a Catholic. I want him to talk to you--I feel he can be such a help--\" She stroked his auburn hair gently. \"Dear Amory, dear Amory--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When she had addressed the letter she went to her twin bed and lay down upon it, clasping Anthony's pillow in her arms as though by sheer force of emotion she could metamorphize it into his warm and living body. Two o'clock saw her dry-eyed, staring with steady persistent grief into the darkness, remembering, remembering unmercifully, blaming herself for a hundred fancied unkindnesses, making a likeness of Anthony akin to some martyred and transfigured Christ. For a time she thought of him as he, in his more sentimental moments, probably thought of himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Take me with you,\" she said late one night as they sat lazily in the grass under the shadowy spreading palms. The negroes had brought ashore their musical instruments, and the sound of weird ragtime was drifting softly over on the warm breath of the night. \"I'd love to reappear in ten years, as a fabulously wealthy high-caste Indian lady,\" she continued.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The February streets, wind-washed by night, blow full of strange half-intermittent damps, bearing on wasted walks in shining sight wet snow plashed into gleams under the lamps, like golden oil from some divine machine, in an hour of thaw and stars. Strange damps--full of the eyes of many men, crowded with life borne in upon a lull.... Oh, I was young, for I could turn again to you, most finite and most beautiful, and taste the stuff of half-remembered dreams, sweet and new on your mouth. ... There was a tanging in the midnight air--silence was dead and sound not yet awoken--Life cracked like ice!--one brilliant note and there, radiant and pale, you stood... and spring had broken. (The icicles were short upon the roofs and the changeling city swooned.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Then after that you make him talk about himself. Pretty soon he thinks of nothing but being alone with you--he sulks, he won't fight, he doesn't want to play--Victory!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\" 'I don't want to do anything out of the way!' he kept saying. 'I want to see her right next door.'", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Twenty minutes later the barber swung her round to face the mirror, and she flinched at the full extent of the damage that had been wrought. Her hair was not curls and now it lay in lank lifeless blocks on both sides of her suddenly pale face. It was ugly as sin--she had known it would be ugly as sin. Her face's chief charm had been a Madonna-like simplicity. Now that was gone and she was--well frightfully mediocre--not stagy; only ridiculous, like a Greenwich Villager who had left her spectacles at home.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two days later the officer who had been in command of the guard recognized him in a barber shop down-town. In charge of a military policeman he was taken back to the camp, where he was reduced to the ranks without trial, and confined for a month to the limits of his company street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he awoke it was very late and quiet. The blanket had slipped partly off his shoulders and he touched his skin to find it damp and cold.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's what Tom and I figured,\" Amory agreed. \"We took the year-books for the last ten years and looked at the pictures of the senior council. I know you don't think much of that august body, but it does represent success here in a general way. Well, I suppose only about thirty-five per cent of every class here are blonds, are really light--yet two-thirds of every senior council are light. We looked at pictures of ten years of them, mind you; that means that out of every fifteen light-haired men in the senior class one is on the senior council, and of the dark-haired men it's only one in fifty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Tom looked at him queerly and then sank into a chair and opened his Italian note-book. Amory threw his coat and hat on the floor, loosened his collar, and took a Wells novel at random from the shelf. \"Wells is sane,\" he thought, \"and if he won't do I'll read Rupert Brooke.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, he must of broke his neck doin' that stunt. I set here last night thinkin' sure you was goin' to break yours.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This incident, with variations, ran like a lugubrious fugue through the first year of marriage; always it left Anthony baffled, irritated, and depressed. But another rough brushing of temperaments, a question of laundry-bags, he found even more annoying as it ended inevitably in a decisive defeat for him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wish those three old women would clear out,\" he complained. \"I want to kiss you, Sally Carrol.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he left at five-thirty it was pouring rain, but he struck off in the opposite direction from his boarding-house, feeling, in the first cool moisture that oozed soggily through his old suit, an odd exultation and freshness. He wanted a world that was like walking through rain, even though he could not see far ahead of him, but fate had put him in the world of Mr. Macy's fetid storerooms and corridors. At first merely the overwhelming need of change took him, then half-plans began to formulate in his imagination.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I wouldn't ask too much of her,\" I ventured. \"You can't repeat the past.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The minutes passed and Amory sat there very quietly. He regretted the rule that would forbid freshmen to be outdoors after curfew, for he wanted to ramble through the shadowy scented lanes, where Witherspoon brooded like a dark mother over Whig and Clio, her Attic children, where the black Gothic snake of Little curled down to Cuyler and Patton, these in turn flinging the mystery out over the placid slope rolling to the lake.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's so hot,\" she complained. \"You go. We'll ride around and meet you after.\" With an effort her wit rose faintly. \"We'll meet you on some corner. I'll be the man smoking two cigarettes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"As to nerve,\" she continued slowly, \"it's my one redeemiug feature. I'm not afraid of anything in heaven or earth.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Bind on thy sandals, oh, thou most fleet. Over the splendor and speed of thy feet--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's good, that's good. Education's a great thing, but don't let it go to your head. Keep on the way you're doing and you'll be a good soldier.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How did you--how did you first happen to do it?\" she asked, rather shyly, \"to come here, I mean. Of course mother told me the story about the Pullman car.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think he half expected her to wander into one of his parties, some night,\" went on Jordan, \"but she never did. Then he began asking people casually if they knew her, and I was the first one he found. It was that night he sent for me at his dance, and you should have heard the elaborate way he worked up to it. Of course, I immediately suggested a luncheon in New York--and I thought he'd go mad:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's just Margaret Diamond. She's drunk and this fellow here brought her. Better let her go.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, old sport, I'm not. But Miss Baker has kindly consented to speak to you about this matter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In February she had an experience of quite a different sort. Tudor Baird, an ancient flame, a young man whom at one time she had fully intended to marry, came to New York by way of the Aviation Corps, and called upon her. They went several times to the theatre, and within a week, to her great enjoyment, he was as much in love with her as ever. Quite deliberately she brought it about, realizing too late that she had done a mischief. He reached the point of sitting with her in miserable silence whenever they went out together.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As Bernice took down her hair she passed the evening before her in review. She had followed instructions exactly. Even when Charley Paulson cut in for the eighth time she had simulated delight and had apparently been both interested and flattered. She had not talked about the weather or Eau Claire or automobiles or her school, but had confined her conversation to me, you, and us.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The sunlight dripped over the house like golden paint over an art jar, and the freckling shadows here and there only intensified the rigor of the bath of light. The Butterworth and Larkin houses flanking were entrenched behind great stodgy trees; only the Happer house took the full sun, and all day long faced the dusty road-street with a tolerant kindly patience. This was the city of Tarleton in southernmost Georgia, September afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He remembered a time when in going on a \"party\" with his two best friends, he and Maury had invariably paid more than their share of the expenses. They would buy the tickets for the theatre or squabble between themselves for the dinner check. It had seemed fitting; Dick, with his naivete and his astonishing fund of information about himself, had been a diverting, almost juvenile, figure--court jester to their royalty. But this was no longer true. It was Dick who always had money; it was Anthony who entertained within limitations--always excepting occasional wild, wine-inspired, check-cashing parties--and it was Anthony who was solemn about it next morning and told the scornful and disgusted Gloria that they'd have to be \"more careful next time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gloria's upset,\" explained Anthony. \"She and I are going to the city by the next train.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She turned out the light in her bathroom, and on an impulse decided to go in and chat for a moment with her aunt Josephine, whose light was still on. Her soft slippers bore her noiselessly down the carpeted hall, but hearing voices inside she stopped near the partly openers door. Then she caught her own name, and without any definite intention of eavesdropping lingered--and the thread of the conversation going on inside pierced her consciousness sharply as if it had been drawn through with a needle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up and down the dusty roads sped the soldiers of the quartermaster corps, also in side-cars. Up and down drove the generals in their government automobiles, stopping now and then to bring unalert details to attention, to frown heavily upon captains marching at the heads of companies, to set the pompous pace in that gorgeous game of showing off which was taking place triumphantly over the entire area.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But she did not hear him. To the limited throb of the violins and the inspiring beat of the kettle-drums her own old ghosts were marching by and on into the darkness, and as fifes whistled and sighed in the low encore they seemed so nearly out of sight that she could have waved good-by.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You can't do without money,\" said Dick sententiously. \"Have you tried to write any--lately?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were no more wise men; there were no more heroes; Burne Holiday was sunk from sight as though he had never lived; Monsignor was dead. Amory had grown up to a thousand books, a thousand lies; he had listened eagerly to people who pretended to know, who knew nothing. The mystical reveries of saints that had once filled him with awe in the still hours of night, now vaguely repelled him. The Byrons and Brookes who had defied life from mountain tops were in the end but flaneurs and poseurs, at best mistaking the shadow of courage for the substance of wisdom. The pageantry of his disillusion took shape in a world-old procession of Prophets, Athenians, Martyrs, Saints, Scientists, Don Juans, Jesuits, Puritans, Fausts, Poets, Pacifists; like costumed alumni at a college reunion they streamed before him as their dreams, personalities, and creeds had in turn thrown colored lights on his soul; each had tried to express the glory of life and the tremendous significance of man; each had boasted of synchronizing what had gone before into his own rickety generalities; each had depended after all on the set stage and the convention of the theatre, which is that man in his hunger for faith will feed his mind with the nearest and most convenient food.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a little while Mr. Gatz opened the door and came out, his mouth ajar, his face flushed slightly, his eyes leaking isolated and unpunctual tears. He had reached an age where death no longer has the quality of ghastly surprise, and when he looked around him now for the first time and saw the height and splendour of the hall and the great rooms opening out from it into other rooms, his grief began to be mixed with an awed pride. I helped him to a bedroom upstairs; while he took off his coat and vest I told him that all arrangements had been deferred until he came.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He used to be. He probably won't want to be any more--and never understand why.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Again at eight o'clock, when the dark lanes of the Forties were lined five deep with throbbing taxicabs, bound for the theatre district, I felt a sinking in my heart. Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and there was laughter from unheard jokes, and lighted cigarettes made unintelligible circles inside. Imagining that I, too, was hurrying towards gaiety and sharing their intimate excitement, I wished them well.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He came to us dead broke. He was very glad to pick up some money, old sport.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You've dyed your hair since then,\" remarked Jordan, and I started, but the girls had moved casually on and her remark was addressed to the premature moon, produced like the supper, no doubt, out of a caterer's basket. With Jordan's slender golden arm resting in mine, we descended the steps and sauntered about the garden. A tray of cocktails floated at us through the twilight, and we sat down at a table with the two girls in yellow and three men, each one introduced to us as Mr. Mumble.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria's penchant for premonitions and her bursts of vague supernaturalism were a surprise to Anthony. Either some complex, properly and scientifically inhibited in the early years with her Bilphistic mother, or some inherited hypersensitiveness, made her susceptible to any suggestion of the psychic, and, far from gullible about the motives of people, she was inclined to credit any extraordinary happening attributed to the whimsical perambulations of the buried. The desperate squeakings about the old house on windy nights that to Anthony were burglars with revolvers ready in hand represented to Gloria the auras, evil and restive, of dead generations, expiating the inexpiable upon the ancient and romantic hearth. One night, because of two swift bangs down-stairs, which Anthony fearfully but unavailingly investigated, they lay awake nearly until dawn asking each other examination-paper questions about the history of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For a minute there was no answer. Evylyn sat there very still and Martha could see the very quick rise and fall of her bosom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Somehow, that seemed a despicable occupation. For all I knew he was going to rob the house in a moment; I wouldn't have been surprised to see sinister faces, the faces of \"Wolfshiem's people,\" behind him in the dark shrubbery.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sandra Pepys, Syncopated,\" with an introduction by Peter Boyce Wendell the columnist, appeared serially in Jordan's Magazine, and came out in book form in March. From its first published instalment it attracted attention far and wide. A trite enough subject--a girl from a small New Jersey town coming to New York to go on the stage--treated simply, with a peculiar vividness of phrasing and a haunting undertone of sadness in the very inadequacy of its vocabulary, it made an irresistible appeal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'd like that,\" said Gloria, brightening. \"Do you think we could get a house there?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a crowded hour which included several more cigarettes, and during which Monsignor learned, to his surprise but not to his horror, that Amory had not been brought up a Catholic, he announced that he had another guest. This turned out to be the Honorable Thornton Hancock, of Boston, ex-minister to The Hague, author of an erudite history of the Middle Ages and the last of a distinguished, patriotic, and brilliant family.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Next day they rode up through the Jersey country, had luncheon in New York, and in the afternoon went to see a problem play at which Isabelle wept all through the second act, rather to Amory's embarrassment--though it filled him with tenderness to watch her. He was tempted to lean over and kiss away her tears, and she slipped her hand into his under cover of darkness to be pressed softly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They're such beautiful shirts,\" she sobbed, her voice muffled in the thick folds. \"It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautiful shirts before.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'Ten-shun!\" commanded the young man, snapping his own heels together crisply. \"Right driss! Front! Step out here, Babe!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Among other things it developed during dinner that Joseph Bloeckman never danced, but spent the music time watching the others with the bored tolerance of an elder among children. He was a dignified man and a proud one. Born in Munich he had begun his American career as a peanut vender with a travelling circus. At eighteen he was a side show ballyhoo; later, the manager of the side show, and, soon after, the proprietor of a second-class vaudeville house. Just when the moving picture had passed out of the stage of a curiosity and become a promising industry he was an ambitious young man of twenty-six with some money to invest, nagging financial ambitions and a good working knowledge of the popular show business.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I like these streets,\" observed Anthony aloud. \"I always feel as though it's a performance being staged for me; as though the second I've passed they'll all stop leaping and laughing and, instead, grow very sad, remembering how poor they are, and retreat with bowed heads into their houses. You often get that effect abroad, but seldom in this country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were at the head of the stairs, and as Amory turned into his room he thought he caught just the faintest cloud of discontent in her face. He lay awake in the darkness and wondered how much he cared--how much of his sudden unhappiness was hurt vanity--whether he was, after all, temperamentally unfitted for romance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I'd never seen him since then. I don't know how he knew about the funeral, or even his name. The rain poured down his thick glasses, and he took them off and wiped them to see the protecting canvas unrolled from Gatsby's grave.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They slowly descended from their perch. She would not let him help her down and motioning him away arrived in a graceful lump in the soft mud where she sat for an instant, laughing at herself. Then she jumped to her feet and slipped her hand into his, and they tiptoed across the fields, jumping and swinging from dry spot to dry spot. A transcendent delight seemed to sparkle in every pool of water, for the moon had risen and the storm had scurried away into western Maryland. When Eleanor's arm touched his he felt his hands grow cold with deadly fear lest he should lose the shadow brush with which his imagination was painting wonders of her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Strangely enough, he was almost sober. Without moving his head he looked up to where the moon was anchored in mid-sky, shedding light down into Claremont Avenue as into the bottom of a deep and uncharted abyss. There was no sign or sound of life save for the continuous buzzing in his own ears, but after a moment Anthony himself broke the silence with a distinct and peculiar murmur. It was the sound that he had consistently attempted to make back there in the Boul' Mich', when he had been face to face with Bloeckman--the unmistakable sound of ironic laughter. And on his torn and bleeding lips it was like a pitiful retching of the soul.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Very well. This is the last straw. In your infatuation for this man.--a man who is notorious for his excesses--a man your father would not have allowed to so much as mention your name--you have rejected the demi-monde rather than the circles in which you have presumably grown up. From now on----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Burne, fair-haired, silent, and intent, appeared in the house only as a busy apparition, gliding in quietly at night and off again in the early morning to get up his work in the library--he was out for the Princetonian, competing furiously against forty others for the coveted first place. In December he came down with diphtheria, and some one else won the competition, but, returning to college in February, he dauntlessly went after the prize again. Necessarily, Amory's acquaintance with him was in the way of three-minute chats, walking to and from lectures, so he failed to penetrate Burne's one absorbing interest and find what lay beneath it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Eventually there was Captain Dunning, god of this brief but self-sufficing microcosm. He was a reserve officer, nervous, energetic, and enthusiastic. This latter quality, indeed, often took material form and was visible as fine froth in the corners of his mouth. Like most executives he saw his charges strictly from the front, and to his hopeful eyes his command seemed just such an excellent unit as such an excellent war deserved. For all his anxiety and absorption he was having the time of his life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"However,\" continued Olson, \"there's a protective association among the hotels. There's been too much of this stuff, and we got a 'rangement with the newspapers so that you get a little free publicity. Not the name of the hotel, but just a line sayin' that you had a little trouble in 'lantic City. See?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He followed her, a graceful girl even in her enveloping fur, out to a taxicab, and, with an air of having a definite place in mind, instructed the driver to go over to Broadway and then turn south. He made several casual attempts at conversation but as she adopted an impenetrable armor of silence and answered him in sentences as morose as the cold darkness of the taxicab he gave up, and assuming a like mood fell into a dim gloom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All through the bridge party Bernice strove in vain to master a rising uneasiness. She had offended Marjorie, the sphinx of sphinxes. With the most wholesome and innocent intentions in the world she had stolen Marjorie's property. She felt suddenly and horribly guilty. After the bridge game, when they sat in an informal circle and the conversation became general, the storm gradually broke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"A dinner. Seven people: Muriel and Rachael and I, and you, Dick, and Anthony, and that man named Noble--I liked him--and Bloeckman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Across the fire from Horace was another easychair. He was accustomed to change to it in the course of an evening by way of exercise and variety. One chair he called Berkeley, the other he called Hume. He suddenly heard a sound as of a rustling, diaphanous form sinking into Hume. He glanced up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "By this time Samuel thought he was in love with Marjorie--so he played up the quarrel for all it was worth. He was her best friend and patted her hand--and leaned down close to her brown curls while she whispered in little sobs what her husband had said that morning; and he was a little more than her best friend when he took her over to the ferry in a hansom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Closely as Anthony trod on the heels of his income, he considered it to be enough. Some golden day, of course, he would have many millions; meanwhile he possessed a raison d'etre in the theoretical creation of essays on the popes of the Renaissance. This flashes back to the conversation with his grandfather immediately upon his return from Rome.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Talking about God again after the manner of atheists,\" Amory said sharply. His materialism, always a thin cloak, was torn to shreds by Eleanor's blasphemy.... She knew it and it angered him that she knew it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They stared at each other across the breakfast-table for a moment. Misty waves were passing before Bernice's eyes, while Marjorie's face wore that rather hard expression that she used when slightly intoxicated undergraduate's were making love to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The quarrel developed. Marjorie's husband took to staying in New York until late at night, came home several times disagreeably overstimulated, and made her generally miserable. They must have had too much pride to talk it out--for Marjorie's husband was, after all, pretty decent--so it drifted on from one misunderstanding to another. Marjorie kept coming more and more to Samuel; when a woman can accept masculine sympathy at is much more satisfactory to her than crying to another girl. But Marjorie didn't realize how much she had begun to rely on him, how much he was part of her little cosmos.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "By and by Amory's eyes wandered curiously to his fellow-luncher's book. He spelled out the name and title upside down--\"Marpessa,\" by Stephen Phillips. This meant nothing to him, his metrical education having been confined to such Sunday classics as \"Come into the Garden, Maude,\" and what morsels of Shakespeare and Milton had been recently forced upon him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here I am, thirty-two. Suppose I did start in at some idiotic business. Perhaps in two years I might rise to fifty dollars a week--with luck. That's if I could get a job at all; there's an awful lot of unemployment. Well, suppose I made fifty a week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" he said, \"I'm going to tell you about it. I'm enjoying it too much, and I'm afraid I'd lose a little of that enjoyment if I shared it with anyone else. I want to hang on to those few breathless, heroic moments when I stood out before them all and let them know I was more than a damn bobbing, squawking clown.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I told her I couldn't see it,\" Gloria told Anthony. \"Eric Merriam is a sort of sublimated Percy Wolcott--you remember that man in Hot Springs I told you about--his idea of respecting Constance is to leave her at home with her sewing and her baby and her book, and such innocuous amusements, whenever he's going on a party that promises to be anything but deathly dull.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I won't stand it!\" she burst out. \"I won't be lectured to. You and your suffering! You're just a pitiful weakling and you always have been!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lordy,\" Amory breathed. \"I couldn't have done that. I'd have come out half-way, and the first time an automobile passed and made the dark thicker when its lamps disappeared, I'd have come in.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her apartment was very warm--small, it was, with a row of professional pictures and sets of Kipling and O. Henry which she had bought once from a blue-eyed agent and read occasionally. And there were several chairs which matched, but were none of them comfortable, and a pink-shaded lamp with blackbirds painted on it and an atmosphere of other stifled pink throughout. There were nice things in it--nice things unrelentingly hostile to each other, offspring of a vicarious, impatient taste acting in stray moments. The worst was typified by a great picture framed in oak bark of Passaic as seen from the Erie Railroad--altogether a frantic, oddly extravagant, oddly penurious attempt to make a cheerful room. Marcia knew it was a failure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think so,\" corrected Dick gravely. \"She's the first girl I've ever seen him with, so much.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here in this old monkery, Lois,\" he continued with a smile, \"they try to get all that self-pity and pride in our own wills out of us right at the first. They put us to scrubbing floors--and other things. It's like that idea of saving your life by losing it. You see we sort of feel that the less human a man is, in your sense of human, the better servant he can be to humanity. We carry it out to the end, too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Later, perhaps,\" he answered. \"You see I'm a plan. I'm an experiment. I don't say that I don't get tired of it sometimes--I do. Yet--oh, I can't explain!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria would be twenty-six in May. There was nothing, she had said, that she wanted, except to be young and beautiful for a long time, to be gay and happy, and to have money and love. She wanted what most women want, but she wanted it much more fiercely and passionately. She had been married over two years. At first there had been days of serene understanding, rising to ecstasies of proprietorship and pride.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a little sigh as for a crisis well passed, the young man sank into the settee Ardita had lately vacated and stretched his arms lazily. The corners of his mouth relaxed appreciatively as he looked round at the rich striped awning, the polished brass, and the luxurious fittings of the deck. His eye felt on the book, and then on the exhausted lemon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You ought to have a church, George, for times like this. You must have gone to church once. Didn't you get married in a church? Listen, George, listen to me. Didn't you get married in a church?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Odd coincidence--he had just been wishing that very thing. They plunged like divers into the dark eddying crowd and emerging in the cool fifties sauntered indolently homeward, infinitely romantic to each other ... both were walking alone in a dispassionate garden with a ghost found in a dream.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In October Anthony's letters multiplied, became almost frantic--then suddenly ceased. For a worried month it needed all her powers of control to refrain from leaving immediately for Mississippi. Then a telegram told her that he had been in the hospital and that she could expect him in New York within ten days. Like a figure in a dream he came back into her life across the ballroom on that November evening--and all through long hours that held familiar gladness she took him close to her breast, nursing an illusion of happiness and security she had not thought that she would know again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How do you do!\" The voice, sonorous and funereal, had come from above, and they looked up startled to find that in some manner Maury had climbed to the roof of the shed, where he sat dangling his feet over the edge, outlined as a shadowy and fantastic gargoyle against the now brilliant sky.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, the poor little kitty!\" she repeated piteously, \"the poor little kitty. So cold--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He moved closer and taking her hand pulled her ever so gently toward him until she half lay against his shoulder. She smiled up at him as he kissed her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She sat down on the far side of the lounge and gazed straight before her. A frown had gathered between her eyes. Anthony sank down beside her and closed his hand over hers. It was lifeless and unresponsive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After another drink he conceived the brilliant plan of selling the stock to the bartenders along Lexington Avenue. This occupied several hours, for it was necessary to take a few drinks in each place in order to get the proprietor in the proper frame of mind to talk business. But the bartenders one and all contended that if they had any money to buy bonds they would not be bartenders. It was as though they had all convened and decided upon that rejoinder. As he approached a dark and soggy five o'clock he found that they were developing a still more annoying tendency to turn him off with a jest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want to belong to you. I want your people to be my people. I want to have your babies.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He opened it at the back cover and turned it around for me to see. On the last flyleaf was printed the word schedule, and the date September 12, 1906. And underneath:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" declared Tom emphatically, a new Tom, clothed by Brooks, shod by Franks, \"I've won this game, but I feel as if I never want to play another. You're all right--you're a rubber ball, and somehow it suits you, but I'm sick of adapting myself to the local snobbishness of this corner of the world. I want to go where people aren't barred because of the color of their neckties and the roll of their coats.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Broadway was a riot of light, thronged as he had never seen it with a carnival crowd which swept its glittering way through scraps of paper, piled ankle-deep on the sidewalks. Here and there, elevated upon benches and boxes, soldiers addressed the heedless mass, each face in which was clear cut and distinct under the white glare overhead. Anthony picked out half a dozen figures--a drunken sailor, tipped backward and supported by two other gobs, was waving his hat and emitting a wild series of roars; a wounded soldier, crutch in hand, was borne along in an eddy on the shoulders of some shrieking civilians; a dark-haired girl sat cross-legged and meditative on top of a parked taxicab. Here surely the victory had come in time, the climax had been scheduled with the uttermost celestial foresight. The great rich nation had made triumphant war, suffered enough for poignancy but not enough for bitterness--hence the carnival, the feasting, the triumph.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's what he told me. Seems I'd given these Bedros people a check for sixty for that last case of liquor--and I only had forty-five dollars in the bank. Well, the Bedros people deposited fifteen dollars to my account and drew the whole thing out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What about it?\" said Gatsby politely. \"I guess your friend Walter Chase wasn't too proud to come in on it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"After a fashion. If you hadn't come aboard I had every intention of slipping ashore yesterday evening--how long ago it seems--and meeting him in Palm Beach. He's waiting there for me with a bracelet that once belonged to Catherine of Russia. Now don't mutter anything about aristocracy,\" she put in quickly. \"I liked him simply because he had had an imagination and the utter courage of his convictions.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he came to himself he knew that several hours had passed. He pitched onto the bed and rolled over on his face with a deadly fear that he was going mad. He wanted people, people, some one sane and stupid and good. He lay for he knew not how long without moving. He could feel the little hot veins on his forehead standing out, and his terror had hardened on him like plaster.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sit down, Daisy,\" Tom's voice groped unsuccessfully for the paternal note. \"What's been going on? I want to hear all about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory felt a sudden surge of joy and then like a face in a motion-picture the aura over the bed faded out; the dynamic shadow by the window, that was as near as he could name it, remained for the fraction of a moment and then the breeze seemed to lift it swiftly out of the room. He clinched his hands in quick ecstatic excitement... the ten seconds were up....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was November, Indian summer rather, and a warm, warm night--which was unnecessary, for the work of the summer was done. Babe Ruth had smashed the home-run record for the first time and Jack Dempsey had broken Jess Willard's cheek-bone out in Ohio. Over in Europe the usual number of children had swollen stomachs from starvation, and the diplomats were at their customary business of making the world safe for new wars. In New York City the proletariat were being \"disciplined,\" and the odds on Harvard were generally quoted at five to three. Peace had come down in earnest, the beginning of new days.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What's the matter with you and Maury? You talk sometimes as though I were a sort of inferior.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because I didn't. I've formed the habit of liking you. I've been thinking of nothing much else for two days.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He put his hands in his coat pockets and turned back eagerly to his scrutiny of the house, as though my presence marred the sacredness of the vigil. So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight--watching over nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I got so I never expected to live anywhere.\" She laughed her little laugh again; Evylyn suspected that it was her society laugh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, we have some qualities in common. Things that are spontaneous in each of us--or were originally.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was on Philmore Street now and it was very dark. He blessed the city council for not having put in new lamp-posts as a recent budget had recommended. Here was the red-brick Sterner residence which marked the beginning of the avenue; here was the Jordon house, the Eisenhaurs', the Dents', the Markhams', the Frasers'; the Hawkins', where he had been a guest; the Willoughbys', the Everett's, colonial and ornate; the little cottage where lived the Watts old maids between the imposing fronts of the Macys' and the Krupstadts'; the Craigs--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Which may only mean that I have neither been corrupted nor made timid by contemporary experience. I possess the most valuable experience, the experience of the race, for in spite of going to college I've managed to pick up a good education.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, she was crazy. But we should worry, she didn't hurt us. Ugly! Gracious! The man across from us said her face ought to be on a night-nurse in a home for the blind, and we all howled, naturally, so the man tried to pick us up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wreck!\" said Tom. \"That's good. Wilson'll have a little business at last.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's a fine distinction!\" he cried, springing to his feet in a weak rage. \"What's more, I'll be damned if you can hurl that at me every few minutes!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The second half-lemon was well-nigh pulpless and the golden collar had grown astonishing in width, when suddenly the drowsy silence which enveloped the yacht was broken by the sound of heavy footsteps and an elderly man topped with orderly gray hair and clad in a white-flannel suit appeared at the head of the companionway. There he paused for a moment until his eyes became accustomed to the sun, and then seeing the girl under the awning he uttered a long even grunt of disapproval.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, you are!\" she scoffed archly. \"Everywhere I go I hear stories of your escapades. Let me tell you, I have an awful time sticking up for you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "CECELIA: Well, Rosalind has still to meet the man she can't outdistance. Honestly, Alec, she treats men terribly. She abuses them and cuts them and breaks dates with them and yawns in their faces--and they come back for more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not at all. I'm interested. I used to have a theory about these people. I think they're freezing up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But when he heard himself say this, he flinched and began to cry \"Oh, my God!\" again in his groaning voice. Michaelis made a clumsy attempt to distract him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The immemorial thesis that the days somewhere were warm but the nights very pleasant was successfully propounded and they decided the exact distance on an obscure railroad between two points that Dick had inadvertently mentioned. Anthony fixed Mr. Gilbert with a steady stare and went into a trance through which, after a moment, Mrs. Gilbert's smiling voice penetrated:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A tip circulates--and in the place knowingly mentioned, gather the lower moral-classes on Saturday and Sunday nights--the little troubled men who are pictured in the comics as \"the Consumer\" or \"the Public.\" They have made sure that the place has three qualifications: it is cheap; it imitates with a sort of shoddy and mechanical wistfulness the glittering antics of the great cafes in the theatre district; and--this, above all, important--it is a place where they can \"take a nice girl,\" which means, of course, that every one has become equally harmless, timid, and uninteresting through lack of money and imagination.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He stumbled slightly on a chair, held his breath, listened, went on, found the hall, found the stairs, started up; the seventh stair creaked at his step, the ninth, the fourteenth. He was counting them automatically. At the third creak he paused again for over a minute--and in that minute he felt more alone than he had ever felt before. Between the lines on patrol, even when alone, he had had behind him the moral support of half a billion people; now he was alone, pitted against that same moral pressure--a bandit. He had never felt this fear, yet he had never felt this exultation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Unfortunate man. He had drawn another blank. They had been three years out and heeded only the big football games. Whether, after the failure of this sally, Mr. Bloeckman would have perceived himself to be in a cynical atmosphere is problematical, for--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes?\" Anthony smiled with some effort. He was not used to the society of his seniors, and his mouth was stiff from superfluous cheerfulness. It was such a pleasant thought about Gloria and Dick being cousins. He managed within the next minute to throw an agonized glance at his friend.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a photograph of the house, cracked in the corners and dirty with many hands. He pointed out every detail to me eagerly. \"Look there!\" and then sought admiration from my eyes. He had shown it so often that I think it was more real to him now than the house itself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because--he doesn't like me any more,\" she said with difficulty, and then as he did not answer but only regarded her cynically: \"If you want to know why, I'll tell you. A year ago I went to Bloeckman--he's changed his name to Black--and asked him to put me into pictures.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh--knock it.\" Lytell waved the suggestion away disparagingly. \"I guess we can blow a good fella to all the drinks he wants. What'll you have--same?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Isabelle gasped--this was rather right in line. But really she felt as if a good speech had been taken from the star and given to a minor character.... She mustn't lose the leadership a bit. The dinner-table glittered with laughter at the confusion of getting places and then curious eyes were turned on her, sitting near the head. She was enjoying this immensely, and Froggy Parker was so engrossed with the added sparkle of her rising color that he forgot to pull out Sally's chair, and fell into a dim confusion. Amory was on the other side, full of confidence and vanity, gazing at her in open admiration.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You little devil,\" Amory growled. \"You're going to make me stay up all night and sleep in the train like an immigrant all day to-morrow, going back to New York.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, what have you been doing?\" he asked Anthony blandly. \"Nothing? Well, I thought so. I've been intending to drive over and see you, all summer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've been here too long. I want to get away. My wife and I want to go West.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It'll show you how I've gotten to feel about--things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. 'All right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He retreated before her into the living room, comprehending only a word here and there in the slow flood of sentences that poured from her steadily, one after the other, in a persistent monotone. She was decently and shabbily dressed--a somehow pitiable little hat adorned with pink and blue flowers covered and hid her dark hair. He gathered from her words that several days before she had seen an item in the paper concerning the lawsuit, and had obtained his address from the clerk of the Appellate Division. She had called up the apartment and had been told that Anthony was out by a woman to whom she had refused to give her name.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, my first point is that through a mixture of conditions of which the family is the first, there are these two sorts of brains. One sort takes human nature as it finds it, uses its timidity, its weakness, and its strength for its own ends. Opposed is the man who, being spiritually unmarried, continually seeks for new systems that will control or counteract human nature. His problem is harder. It is not life that's complicated, it's the struggle to guide and control life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"--And there used to be dignified occupations for a gentleman who had leisure, things a little more constructive than filling up the landscape with smoke or juggling some one else's money. There's science, of course: sometimes I wish I'd taken a good foundation, say at Boston Tech. But now, by golly, I'd have to sit down for two years and struggle through the fundamentals of physics and chemistry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My heavens!\" cried Marcia in alarm. \"All that? On tacks, I suppose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've left Daisy's house,\" she said. \"I'm at Hempstead, and I'm going down to Southampton this afternoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, let's drop it!\" she cried spiritedly. \"It's a most uninteresting matter to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Trying what?\" cried Maury fiercely. \"Trying to pierce the darkness of political idealism with some wild, despairing urge toward truth? Sitting day after day supine in a rigid chair and infinitely removed from life staring at the tip of a steeple through the trees, trying to separate, definitely and for all time, the knowable from the unknowable? Trying to take a piece of actuality and give it glamour from your own soul to make for that inexpressible quality it possessed in life and lost in transit to paper or canvas?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When the disbanding came, Amory set out post haste for Minneapolis, for Sally Weatherby's cousin, Isabelle Borge, was coming to spend the winter in Minneapolis while her parents went abroad. He remembered Isabelle only as a little girl with whom he had played sometimes when he first went to Minneapolis. She had gone to Baltimore to live--but since then she had developed a past.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She got up slowly, raising her eyebrows at me in astonishment, and followed the butler toward the house. I noticed that she wore her evening-dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes--there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon golf courses on clean, crisp mornings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He told me all this very much later, but I've put it down here with the idea of exploding those first wild rumours about his antecedents, which weren't even faintly true. Moreover he told it to me at a time of confusion, when I had reached the point of believing everything and nothing about him. So I take advantage of this short halt, while Gatsby, so to speak, caught his breath, to clear this set of misconceptions away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Though she thought of her body as a mass of frailties, she considered her soul quite as ill, and therefore important in her life. She had once been a Catholic, but discovering that priests were infinitely more attentive when she was in process of losing or regaining faith in Mother Church, she maintained an enchantingly wavering attitude. Often she deplored the bourgeois quality of the American Catholic clergy, and was quite sure that had she lived in the shadow of the great Continental cathedrals her soul would still be a thin flame on the mighty altar of Rome. Still, next to doctors, priests were her favorite sport.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Silently he admired himself. How conveniently well he looked, and how well a dinner coat became him. He stepped into the hall and then waited at the top of the stairs, for he heard footsteps coming. It was Isabelle, and from the top of her shining hair to her little golden slippers she had never seemed so beautiful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: (In the hall) \"Oh, Anthony! Yoho\"! (He comes into the large room and sees PARAMORE) How do?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His whole heart hardened against the idea. As she seemed to recede from him, if only in threat, her presence became again not so much precious as desperately necessary.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a moment she was tearing it open, fumbling with an obstinate fold, holding it before her while the typewritten page glared out and struck at her. Then it fluttered like a bird to the floor. The house that had seemed whirring, buzzing a moment since, was suddenly very quiet; a breath of air crept in through the open front door carrying the noise of a passing motor; she heard faint sounds from upstairs and then a grinding racket in the pipe behind the bookcases-her husband turning of a water-tap----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Coming into Gloria's arms had a quite definite meaning. It required that he should slide one arm under her shoulder, lock both arms about her, and arrange himself as nearly as possible as a sort of three-sided crib for her luxurious ease. Anthony, who tossed, whose arms went tinglingly to sleep after half an hour of that position, would wait until she was asleep and roll her gently over to her side of the bed--then, left to his own devices, he would curl himself into his usual knots.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Interminably he listened--a mile off a cat howled, a hundred yards away another took up the hymn in a demoniacal snarl, and he felt his heart dip and swoop, acting as shock-absorber for his mind. There were other sounds; the faintest fragment of song far away; strident, gossiping laughter from a back porch diagonally across the alley; and crickets, crickets singing in the patched, patterned, moonlit grass of the yard. Within the house there seemed to lie an ominous silence. He was glad he did not know who lived here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How you've changed!\" remarked Gloria. \"Once you told me you didn't see why an American couldn't loaf gracefully.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's just it. Mother always feels the girl is safe if she's with me. Honestly, it's annoying. If I start to hold somebody's hand, they laugh at me, and let me, just as if it wasn't part of them. As soon as I get hold of a hand they sort of disconnect it from the rest of them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's dance,\" cried Ardita. \"I can't sit still with that perfect jazz going on.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course you will,\" confirmed Daisy. \"In fact I think I'll arrange a marriage. Come over often, Nick, and I'll sort of--oh--fling you together. You know--lock you up accidentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This emphatically closed the conversation. Anthony's unfailing appreciation made her happier in his company than in any one's else. She definitely enjoyed him--she loved him. So the summer began very much as had the one before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She took his head upon her breast and soothed him, mingled her happy tears with the bitterness of his. Her hand played gently with his dark hair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Socially.--Here his condition was, perhaps, most dangerous. He granted himself personality, charm, magnetism, poise, the power of dominating all contemporary males, the gift of fascinating all women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's funny,\" said Dick. \"I always thought that you and Maury would write some day, and now he's grown to be a sort of tight-fisted aristocrat, and you're--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lord, Alec! It's hard to think that Jesse and Dick and Kerry are all three dead.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sh!\" she whispered, \"we've got to be very quiet. Mother sits up reading Snappy Stories.\" In confirmation he heard the faint crackling inside as a page was turned. The open-shutter slits emitted horizontal rods of light that fell in thin parallels across Dorothy's skirt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Child, tell me about mother. I know it's been awfully hard for you there, lately. I know you've had to sacrifice a lot and put up with a great deal and I want you to know how fine of you I think it is. I feel, Lois, that you're sort of taking the place of both of us there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up in the bedroom of the apartment on Fifty-seventh Street Gloria lay upon her bed and tossed from side to side, sitting up at intervals to throw off a superfluous cover and once asking Anthony, who was lying awake beside her, to bring her a glass of ice-water. \"Be sure and put ice in it,\" she said with insistence; \"it isn't cold enough the way it comes from the faucet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As I waited for my hat in the hall the door of the library opened and Jordan Baker and Gatsby came out together. He was saying some last word to her, but the eagerness in his manner tightened abruptly into formality as several people approached him to say goodbye.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The girls, too, were gone far afield. She had never been popular in school. She had been too beautiful, too lazy, not sufficiently conscious of being a Farmover girl and a \"Future Wife and Mother\" in perpetual capital letters. And girls who had never been kissed hinted, with shocked expressions on their plain but not particularly wholesome faces, that Gloria had. Then these girls had gone east or west or south, married and become \"people,\" prophesying, if they prophesied about Gloria, that she would come to a bad end--not knowing that no endings were bad, and that they, like her, were by no means the mistresses of their destinies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was Gatsby's father, a solemn old man, very helpless and dismayed, bundled up in a long cheap ulster against the warm September day. His eyes leaked continuously with excitement, and when I took the bag and umbrella from his hands he began to pull so incessantly at his sparse grey beard that I had difficulty in getting off his coat. He was on the point of collapse, so I took him into the music-room and made him sit down while I sent for something to eat. But he wouldn't eat, and the glass of milk spilled from his trembling hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The undergraduate body itself was rather more interesting that year than had been the entirely Philistine Princeton of two years before. Things had livened surprisingly, though at the sacrifice of much of the spontaneous charm of freshman year. In the old Princeton they would never have discovered Tanaduke Wylie. Tanaduke was a sophomore, with tremendous ears and a way of saying, \"The earth swirls down through the ominous moons of preconsidered generations!\" that made them vaguely wonder why it did not sound quite clear, but never question that it was the utterance of a supersoul. At least so Tom and Amory took him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't like mysteries,\" I answered, \"and I don't understand why you won't come out frankly and tell me what you want. Why has it all got to come through Miss Baker?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think it's cute,\" said Mrs. Wilson enthusiastically. \"How much is it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was the first \"nice\" girl he had ever known. In various unrevealed capacities he had come in contact with such people, but always with indiscernible barbed wire between. He found her excitingly desirable. He went to her house, at first with other officers from Camp Taylor, then alone. It amazed him--he had never been in such a beautiful house before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His house had never seemed so enormous to me as it did that night when we hunted through the great rooms for cigarettes. We pushed aside curtains that were like pavilions, and felt over innumerable feet of dark wall for electric light switches--once I tumbled with a sort of splash upon the keys of a ghostly piano. There was an inexplicable amount of dust everywhere, and the rooms were musty, as though they hadn't been aired for many days. I found the humidor on an unfamiliar table, with two stale, dry cigarettes inside. Throwing open the French windows of the drawing-room, we sat smoking out into the darkness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Glad--just awful glad!\" she whispered, insinuating herself into his arms in her own peculiar way. \"Where you are is home for me, Harry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's been waitin' for Amory Blaine. That's you, ain't it? Her mother says that if you showed up by five-thirty you two was to go after 'em in the Packard.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Honestly,\" answered Kerry, eying him reprovingly, \"do you doubt Kerry's ability for three short days? Some people have lived on nothing for years at a time. Read the Boy Scout Monthly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!\" shouted Mrs. Wilson. \"I'll say it whenever I want to! Daisy!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Cutting corners--the words began to fall apart, forming curious phrasings--little illuminated pieces of themselves. They resolved into sentences, each of which had a strangely familiar ring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, by God! By God!\" interrupted Anthony, clenching his fists passionately. \"I'll show the dirty bunch. You help me show 'em and I'll fix it with you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was dark when the real-estate agent of Marietta showed them the gray house. They came upon it just west of the village, where it rested against a sky that was a warm blue cloak buttoned with tiny stars. The gray house had been there when women who kept cats were probably witches, when Paul Revere made false teeth in Boston preparatory to arousing the great commercial people, when our ancestors were gloriously deserting Washington in droves. Since those days the house had been bolstered up in a feeble corner, considerably repartitioned and newly plastered inside, amplified by a kitchen and added to by a side-porch--but, save for where some jovial oaf had roofed the new kitchen with red tin, Colonial it defiantly remained.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Just as you say.\" Her words were murmured as an aside. The main concern of life was the adjusting of some stray wisps of hair in the elevator mirror. Her cheeks were brilliant, her eyes sparkled--she had never seemed so lovely, so exquisitely to be desired.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Would you mind not sitting on my bed?\" he suggested politely to two of Gilly's particulars who were perched very much at ease.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, you don't--you lean on a man; yes, you do--ever so slightly. I noticed it when we were dancing together yesterday. And you dance standing up straight instead of bending over a little. Probably some old lady on the side-line once told you that you looked so dignified that way. But except with a very small girl it's much harder on the man, and he's the one that counts.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Even more than in the year before, Amory neglected his work, not deliberately but lazily and through a multitude of other interests. Co-ordinate geometry and the melancholy hexameters of Corneille and Racine held forth small allurements, and even psychology, which he had eagerly awaited, proved to be a dull subject full of muscular reactions and biological phrases rather than the study of personality and influence. That was a noon class, and it always sent him dozing. Having found that \"subjective and objective, sir,\" answered most of the questions, he used the phrase on all occasions, and it became the class joke when, on a query being levelled at him, he was nudged awake by Ferrenby or Sloane to gasp it out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... The fruit of youth or of the grape, the transitory magic of the brief passage from darkness to darkness--the old illusion that truth and beauty were in some way entwined.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was such a cold night,\" he continued, perversely, keeping his voice upon a melancholy note. \"I guess it expected kindness from somebody, and it got only pain--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Trying to ascertain whether they belonged to a man or a woman, he took them carefully out of the case and held them up near his mouth. He moved his own jaws experimentally; he measured with his fingers; but he failed to decide: they might belong either to a large-mouthed woman or a small-mouthed man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, all I say is that if a person comes from a good family they're always nice people. That's the trouble with you and Gloria. You think that just because things aren't going your way right now all your old friends are trying to avoid you. You're too sensitive--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can kiss her,\" he thought. \"I'll bet I can. I'll bet I can!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: (Sadly) I love your hands, more than anything. I see them often when you're away from me--so tired; I know every line of them. Dear hands!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Slowly and inevitably, yet with a sudden surge at the last, while Amory talked and dreamed, war rolled swiftly up the beach and washed the sands where Princeton played. Every night the gymnasium echoed as platoon after platoon swept over the floor and shuffled out the basket-ball markings. When Amory went to Washington the next week-end he caught some of the spirit of crisis which changed to repulsion in the Pullman car coming back, for the berths across from him were occupied by stinking aliens--Greeks, he guessed, or Russians. He thought how much easier patriotism had been to a homogeneous race, how much easier it would have been to fight as the Colonies fought, or as the Confederacy fought. And he did no sleeping that night, but listened to the aliens guffaw and snore while they filled the car with the heavy scent of latest America.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Open the whisky, Tom,\" she ordered, \"and I'll make you a mint julep. Then you won't seem so stupid to yourself... Look at the mint!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The car had gone several blocks when it stopped for a quartet of young girls, and, of course, the three men of the world sprang to their feet and proffered their seats with due observance of form. Unfortunately, the laborer, being unacquainted with the code of neckties and tallyhos, failed to follow their example, and one young lady was left at an embarrassed stance. Fourteen eyes glared reproachfully at the barbarian; seven lips curled slightly; but the object of scorn stared stolidly into the foreground in sturdy unconsciousness of his despicable conduct. Samuel was the most violently affected. He was humiliated that any male should so conduct himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"April 1st.--I know Bill Carstairs hates me because I was so disagreeable, but I hate to be sentimentalized over sometimes. We drove out to the Rockyear Country Club and the most wonderful moon kept shining through the trees. My silver dress is getting tarnished. Funny how one forgets the other nights at Rockyear--with Kenneth Cowan when I loved him so!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" Amory answered. \"I was referring to Bernard Shaw.\" He turned the book around in explanation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm afraid the Father Rector would send me shimmying out the gate. Besides, I'm not an expert.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Give up and get down! You tried to buck me and I called your bluff. You see you haven't got a prayer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This present type of party was made possible by the surging together of the class after club elections--as if to make a last desperate attempt to know itself, to keep together, to fight off the tightening spirit of the clubs. It was a let-down from the conventional heights they had all walked so rigidly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We produce a Christ who can raise up the leper--and presently the breed of the leper is the salt of the earth. If any one can find any lesson in that, let him stand forth.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I began analyzing it--my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark--so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me--I let it play stray dog or escaped convict or ghost, and then saw myself coming along the road. That made it all right--as it always makes everything all right to project yourself completely into another's place. I knew that if I were the dog or the convict or the ghost I wouldn't be a menace to Burne Holiday any more than he was a menace to me. Then I thought of my watch. I'd better go back and leave it and then essay the woods.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One afternoon late in October I saw Tom Buchanan. He was walking ahead of me along Fifth Avenue in his alert, aggressive way, his hands out a little from his body as if to fight off interference, his head moving sharply here and there, adapting itself to his restless eyes. Just as I slowed up to avoid overtaking him he stopped and began frowning into the windows of a jewellery store. Suddenly he saw me and walked back, holding out his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The violins swelled and quavered on the last notes, the girl sank to a crumpled butterfly on the stage, a great burst of clapping filled the house. Oh, to fall in love like that, to the languorous magic melody of such a tune!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Late one February afternoon Anthony came into the apartment and groping through the little hall, pitch-dark in the winter dusk, found Gloria sitting by the window. She turned as he came in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's a man's game--and we need leaders.\" Then the climax, swift, sure, and electric: \"Patch, I'm going to make you a corporal.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The little man made an attempt to smile and act as if the whole matter were so ridiculous as to be beneath notice. But Amory was not through.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He awoke laughing and his eyes lazily roamed his surroundings, evidently a bedroom and bath in a good hotel. His head was whirring and picture after picture was forming and blurring and melting before his eyes, but beyond the desire to laugh he had no entirely conscious reaction. He reached for the 'phone beside his bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His spirits soared faster than the flying elevator. This was so good, so extremely good, to be about to talk to Maury--who would be equally happy at seeing him. They would look at each other with a deep affection just behind their eyes which both would conceal beneath some attenuated raillery. Had it been summer they would have gone out together and indolently sipped two long Tom Collinses, as they wilted their collars and watched the faintly diverting round of some lazy August cabaret. But it was cold outside, with wind around the edges of the tall buildings and December just up the street, so better far an evening together under the soft lamplight and a drink or two of Bushmill's, or a thimbleful of Maury's Grand Marnier, with the books gleaming like ornaments against the walls, and Maury radiating a divine inertia as he rested, large and catlike, in his favorite chair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "To young Gatz, resting on his oars and looking up at the railed deck, that yacht represented all the beauty and glamour in the world. I suppose he smiled at Cody--he had probably discovered that people liked him when he smiled. At any rate Cody asked him a few questions (one of them elicited the brand new name) and found that he was quick and extravagantly ambitious. A few days later he took him to Duluth and bought him a blue coat, six pairs of white duck trousers, and a yachting cap. And when the Tuolomee left for the West Indies and the Barbary Coast, Gatsby left too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As June drew near, he felt the need of conversation to formulate his own ideas, and, to his surprise, found a co-philosopher in Rahill, the president of the sixth form. In many a talk, on the highroad or lying belly-down along the edge of the baseball diamond, or late at night with their cigarettes glowing in the dark, they threshed out the questions of school, and there was developed the term \"slicker.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes, much better. Well, that's all, Kieth. I just wanted to tell you why I'm a little--luke-warm, at present.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good morning, old sport. You're having lunch with me today and I thought we'd ride up together.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Every Friday five crates of oranges and lemons arrived from a fruiterer in New York--every Monday these same oranges and lemons left his back door in a pyramid of pulpless halves. There was a machine in the kitchen which could extract the juice of two hundred oranges in half an hour if a little button was pressed two hundred times by a butler's thumb.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's nothing,\" said Horace quietly. \"But if you can think of an nicer way of a man killing himself than taking a risk for you, why that's the way I want to die.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tuesday? I hope so. If it's Wednesday, I've got to start work at that idiotic place. Supposed to be down at nine or some such ungodly hour.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then Amory branched off and found that Burne was deep in other things as well. Economics had interested him and he was turning socialist. Pacifism played in the back of his mind, and he read The Masses and Lyoff Tolstoi faithfully.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Isabelle!\" he cried, half involuntarily, and held out his arms. As in the story-books, she ran into them, and on that half-minute, as their lips first touched, rested the high point of vanity, the crest of his young egotism.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MURIEL: I wish I could write. I get these ideas but I never seem to be able to put them in words.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "About five o'clock our procession of three cars reached the cemetery and stopped in a thick drizzle beside the gate--first a motor hearse, horribly black and wet, then Mr. Gatz and the minister and me in the limousine, and a little later four or five servants and the postman from West Egg, in Gatsby's station wagon, all wet to the skin. As we started through the gate into the cemetery I heard a car stop and then the sound of someone splashing after us over the soggy ground. I looked around. It was the man with owl-eyed glasses whom I had found marvelling over Gatsby's books in the library one night three months before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, Anthony, you must be crazy! You know I haven't any money--except a dollar in change.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "To Anthony the notion became appalling. He felt that to succeed here the idea of success must grasp and limit his mind. It seemed to him that the essential element in these men at the top was their faith that their affairs were the very core of life. All other things being equal, self-assurance and opportunism won out over technical knowledge; it was obvious that the more expert work went on near the bottom--so, with appropriate efficiency, the technical experts were kept there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He helped her gently to her feet and boosted her onto his saddle. So they started homeward; Amory walking and she bent forward on the pommel, sobbing bitterly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lois,\" he broke off suddenly, \"I want to tell you before we go any farther how much it means to me to have you come up here. I think it was--mighty sweet of you. I know what a gay time you've been having.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He isn't causing a row,\" Daisy looked desperately from one to the other. \"You're causing a row. Please have a little self-control.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Meyer Wolfshiem's name wasn't in the phone book. The butler gave me his office address on Broadway, and I called Information, but by the time I had the number it was long after five, and no one answered the phone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The arts are very old,\" said Anthony after a while. With a few glasses the tension of his nerves relaxed and he found that he could think again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I went with them out to the veranda. On the green Sound, stagnant in the heat, one small sail crawled slowly toward the fresher sea. Gatsby's eyes followed it momentarily; he raised his hand and pointed across the bay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Between them they drafted a letter to the old man, and after considerable revision sent it off. It was half an apology, half a manufactured explanation. The letter was not answered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good gosh!\" he complained to his sympathetic contemporaries, \"he's a damn stuck-up Willie. He said, 'Are the crowd here gentlemen?' and I said, 'No, they're boys,' and he said age didn't matter, and I said, 'Who said it did?' Let him get fresh with me, the ole pieface!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I wouldn't have you strain yourself. Look at Muriel! Right here next to us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He talked a lot about the past, and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy. His life had been confused and disordered since then, but if he could once return to a certain starting place and go over it all slowly, he could find out what that thing was...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Their first luncheon was one of the memorable events of Amory's early life. He was quite radiant and gave off a peculiar brightness and charm. Monsignor called out the best that he had thought by question and suggestion, and Amory talked with an ingenious brilliance of a thousand impulses and desires and repulsions and faiths and fears. He and Monsignor held the floor, and the older man, with his less receptive, less accepting, yet certainly not colder mentality, seemed content to listen and bask in the mellow sunshine that played between these two. Monsignor gave the effect of sunlight to many people; Amory gave it in his youth and, to some extent, when he was very much older, but never again was it quite so mutually spontaneous.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a thunderous rattling the truck rolled up to the door. Gloria shook her fist defiantly at the four walls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's good,\" Kerry would say softly. \"It pleases the elder Holiday. That's a great poet, I guess.\" Tom, delighted at an audience, would ramble through the \"Poems and Ballades\" until Kerry and Amory knew them almost as well as he.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"When I said you were a particular friend of Tom's, he started to abandon the whole idea. He doesn't know very much about Tom, though he says he's read a Chicago paper for years just on the chance of catching a glimpse of Daisy's name.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That was all. She had never changed. She wanted him now, and if she couldn't have him she must die....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let me out, quick--I haven't seen it for eight years! Oh, gentlefolk, stop the car!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And Marcia's co-workers in the nine-o'clock show, whither she had transferred her talents, were impressed with her tremendous pride in her husband's mental powers. Horace they knew only as a very slim, tight-lipped, and immature-looking young man, who waited every night to take her home.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And I haven't your letters. I doubt if I've ever met your grandfather. In fact, I think it very improbable that you yourself were alive in 1881.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When they met again, two days later, it was Gatsby who was breathless, who was, somehow, betrayed. Her porch was bright with the bought luxury of star-shine; the wicker of the settee squeaked fashionably as she turned toward him and he kissed her curious and lovely mouth. She had caught a cold, and it made her voice huskier and more charming than ever, and Gatsby was overwhelmingly aware of the youth and mystery that wealth imprisons and preserves, of the freshness of many clothes, and of Daisy, gleaming like silver, safe and proud above the hot struggles of the poor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Then,\" he answered defiantly, \"comes aristocracy. Laugh if you want to--but at least you'll have to admit that I know what I want--which I imagine is more than you do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(They kiss. Another pause and then she seizes his hand, covers it with kisses and holds it to her breast.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dick, you know what passes as brains in a girl for you. Earnest young women who sit with you in a corner and talk earnestly about life. The kind who when they were sixteen argued with grave faces as to whether kissing was right or wrong--and whether it was immoral for freshmen to drink beer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I saw it in the Chicago newspaper,\" he said. \"It was all in the Chicago newspaper. I started right away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She made no answer and he wondered if she would dismiss him at the hotel entrance. She walked in without speaking, however, and to the elevator, throwing him a single remark as she entered it:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Fellow who had the rooms,\" said Amory carelessly. \"He's drunk as an owl, though. Been in there asleep since six o'clock.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Miss Kane and Miss Jerryl are presented to Mr. Richard Caramel. \"This is Dick\" (laughter).", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was the sun, it was a light; a torch, and a torch beyond that, and another one, and voices; a face took flesh below the torch, heavy arms raised her and she felt something on her cheek--it felt wet. Some one had seized her and was rubbing her face with snow. How ridiculous--with snow!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, years ago; before I met you. One night between the acts of a show. Cold night, like this, and I was a little tight--one of the first times I was ever tight,\" he added. \"The poor little beggar was looking for a place to sleep, I guess, and I was in a mean mood, so it took my fancy to kick it--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Faint winds, and a song fading and leaves falling, Faint winds, and far away a fading laughter... And the rain and over the fields a voice calling... Our gray blown cloud scurries and lifts above, Slides on the sun and flutters there to waft her Sisters on. The shadow of a dove Falls on the cote, the trees are filled with wings; And down the valley through the crying trees The body of the darker storm flies; brings With its new air the breath of sunken seas And slender tenuous thunder... But I wait... Wait for the mists and for the blacker rain-- Heavier winds that stir the veil of fate, Happier winds that pile her hair; Again They tear me, teach me, strew the heavy air Upon me, winds that I know, and storm. There was a summer every rain was rare; There was a season every wind was warm.... And now you pass me in the mist... your hair Rain-blown about you, damp lips curved once more In that wild irony, that gay despair That made you old when we have met before; Wraith-like you drift on out before the rain, Across the fields, blown with the stemless flowers, With your old hopes, dead leaves and loves again-- Dim as a dream and wan with all old hours (Whispers will creep into the growing dark...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They turned the corner and moved lackadaisically up a side street, as if following a drifting cable to which they were attached. In this town it seemed entirely natural to turn corners like that, it seemed natural to be bound nowhere in particular, to be thinking nothing.... The side street was dark, a sudden offshoot into a district of wild rose hedges and little quiet houses set far back from the street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The chauffeur--he was one of Wolfshiem's proteges--heard the shots--afterwards he could only say that he hadn't thought anything much about them. I drove from the station directly to Gatsby's house and my rushing anxiously up the front steps was the first thing that alarmed anyone. But they knew then, I firmly believe. With scarcely a word said, four of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener, and I hurried down to the pool.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Kerry, as the excitement subsided, \"you're a literary genius. It's up to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We talked like that for a while, and then abruptly we weren't talking any longer. I don't know which of us hung up with a sharp click, but I know I didn't care. I couldn't have talked to her across a tea-table that day if I never talked to her again in this world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On the crowded train back to New York the seat behind was occupied by a super-respirating Latin whose last few meals had obviously been composed entirely of garlic. They reached the apartment gratefully, almost hysterically, and Gloria rushed for a hot bath in the reproachless bathroom. So far as the question of a future abode was concerned both of them were incapacitated for a week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And he gave Tom the story. It was midnight when he finished, and after that, with all lights burning, two sleepy, shivering boys read to each other from \"The New Machiavelli,\" until dawn came up out of Witherspoon Hall, and the Princetonian fell against the door, and the May birds hailed the sun on last night's rain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She broke into a run, stumbled over the segment of a branch twisted off by the wind. The voice was outside the house now. Anthony, finding the bedroom deserted, had come onto the porch. But this thing was driving her forward; it was back there with Anthony, and she must go on in her flight under this dim and oppressive heaven, forcing herself through the silence ahead as though it were a tangible barrier before her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the Astor lobby he was engulfed immediately in a crowd so thick as to make progress almost impossible. He asked the direction of the ballroom from half a dozen people before he could get a sober and intelligible answer. Eventually, after a last long wait, he checked his military overcoat in the hall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I really don't know what to think about you,\" she began, in a feeble, perverse attempt at conciliation. \"You're so funny.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The torches are out,\" whispered Tom. \"Ah, Messalina, the long shadows are building minarets on the stadium--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we're descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather's brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on today.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Somehow the notion of there not having been one since eighty-five oppressed her. Ice was a ghost, and this mansion of it was surely peopled by those shades of the eighties, with pale faces and blurred snow-filled hair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Tom, why don't you become a Catholic? Of course to be a good one you'd have to give up those violent intrigues you used to tell me about, but you'd write better poetry if you were linked up to tall golden candlesticks and long, even chants, and even if the American priests are rather burgeois, as Beatrice used to say, still you need only go to the sporty churches, and I'll introduce you to Monsignor Darcy who really is a wonder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I'd be damned if I'd go in; I'd had enough of all of them for one day, and suddenly that included Jordan too. She must have seen something of this in my expression, for she turned abruptly away and ran up the porch steps into the house. I sat down for a few minutes with my head in my hands, until I heard the phone taken up inside and the butler's voice calling a taxi. Then I walked slowly down the drive away from the house, intending to wait by the gate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gloria, it's me! It's Anthony! Gloria, I won't try to stop you! For God's sake, where are you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's asleep. She's three years old. Haven't you ever seen her?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We've done it,\" he said after a pause; then, as she was still silent, he became exasperated. \"Why don't you say something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She knew, she cried in a whisper; oh, yes, mothers see these things. But what could she do? He knew Gloria. He'd seen enough of Gloria to know how hopeless it was to try to deal with her. Gloria had been so spoiled--in a rather complete and unusual way.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Frantically. I get a thing I call sentence-fever that must be like buck-fever--it's a sort of intense literary self-consciousness that comes when I try to force myself. But the really awful days aren't when I think I can't write. They're when I wonder whether any writing is worth while at all--I mean whether I'm not a sort of glorified buffoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh.\" Mr. Crawford sounded a bit taken aback. \"Why, I imagine she's at the Armistice Ball. I know she intended going, but I didn't think she'd leave so early.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the great glittering cavern with the dark shut out she took a seat on a wooded bench and the evening's oppression lifted. Harry was right--it was beautiful; and her gaze travelled the smooth surface of the walls, the blocks for which had been selected for their purity and dearness to obtain this opalescent, translucent effect.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She really ought to get away from him,\" resumed Catherine to me. \"They've been living over that garage for eleven years. And Tom's the first sweetie she ever had.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When I came home to West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire. Two o'clock and the whole corner of the peninsula was blazing with light, which fell unreal on the shrubbery and made thin elongating glints upon the roadside wires. Turning a corner, I saw that it was Gatsby's house, lit from tower to cellar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If those women aren't beautiful,\" she thought, \"they're nothing. They just fade out when you look at them. They're glorified domestics. Men are the centre of every mixed group.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But all criticism of ROSALIND ends in her beauty. There was that shade of glorious yellow hair, the desire to imitate which supports the dye industry. There was the eternal kissable mouth, small, slightly sensual, and utterly disturbing. There were gray eyes and an unimpeachable skin with two spots of vanishing color. She was slender and athletic, without underdevelopment, and it was a delight to watch her move about a room, walk along a street, swing a golf club, or turn a \"cartwheel.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At sixteen he had lived almost entirely within himself, an inarticulate boy, thoroughly un-American, and politely bewildered by his contemporaries. The two preceding years had been spent in Europe with a private tutor, who persuaded him that Harvard was the thing; it would \"open doors,\" it would be a tremendous tonic, it would give him innumerable self-sacrificing and devoted friends. So he went to Harvard--there was no other logical thing to be done with him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He stopped and felt his clothes. He was drenched to the skin. He looked about him and, selecting a place in the fence where a tree sheltered it, perched himself there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His summoner received him gravely, and motioned him to a chair. He hemmed several times and looked consciously kind, as a man will when he knows he's on delicate ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the end then, her beauty was all that never failed her. She had never seen beauty like her own. What it meant ethically or aesthetically faded before the gorgeous concreteness of her pink-and-white feet, the clean perfectness of her body, and the baby mouth that was like the material symbol of a kiss.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was dazzling--alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance. Her hair, full of a heavenly glamour, was gay against the winter color of the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With such men as these two Anthony Patch drank and discussed and drank and argued. He liked them because they knew nothing about him, because they lived in the obvious and had not the faintest conception of the inevitable continuity of life. They sat not before a motion picture with consecutive reels, but at a musty old-fashioned travelogue with all values stark and hence all implications confused. Yet they themselves were not confused, because there was nothing in them to be confused--they changed phrases from month to month as they changed neckties.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, no, he doesn't show it any more unless he can hardly stand up, and he talks all right until he gets excited. He talks much better than he does when he's sober. But he's been sitting here all day drinking--except for the time it took him to walk to the corner for a newspaper.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Is this an outburst of wit?\" demanded Ardita. \"Are you an idiot--or just being initiated to some fraternity?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Lois, Lois, I was asking God for more then. I wanted the letters you'd write me and the place I'd have at your table. I wanted an awful lot, Lois, dear.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Overhead the sky was half crystalline, half misty, and the night around was chill and vibrant with rich tension. From the Country Club steps the roads stretched away, dark creases on the white blanket; huge heaps of snow lining the sides like the tracks of giant moles. They lingered for a moment on the steps, and watched the white holiday moon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've just heard the most amazing thing,\" she whispered. \"How long were we in there?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not as much as I do you,\" the critic of belles-lettres would insist. \"If you really loved me you'd want every one to know it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She told her cousin that it was sweet of him to take her riding. \"Don't be simple,\" Dick replied disparagingly. \"It's nothing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If it wasn't for the mist we could see your home across the bay,\" said Gatsby. \"You always have a green light that burns all night at the end of your dock.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's absolutely hopeless!\" It was Marjorie's voice. \"Oh, I know what you're going to say! So many people have told you how pretty and sweet she is, and how she can cook! What of it?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The smaller man was remarkable only for his complete submersion in the personality of the other. He was of that lower secretarial type who at forty have engraved upon their business cards: \"Assistant to the President,\" and without a sigh consecrate the rest of their lives to second-hand mannerisms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dot,\" he whispered uncomfortably, \"you'll forget. Things are sweeter when they're lost. I know--because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot. And when I got it it turned to dust in my hands.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I was alone and it was almost two. For some time confused and intriguing sounds had issued from a long, many-windowed room which overhung the terrace. Eluding Jordan's undergraduate, who was now engaged in an obstetrical conversation with two chorus girls, and who implored me to join him, I went inside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Is it--I haven't seen it lately. I'm weary--Do you mind sitting out a minute?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were five hundred eyes boring through the back of his cutaway and the sun glinting on the clergyman's inappropriately bourgeois teeth. With difficulty he restrained a laugh. Gloria was saying something in a clear proud voice and he tried to think that the affair was irrevocable, that every second was significant, that his life was being slashed into two periods and that the face of the world was changing before him. He tried to recapture that ecstatic sensation of ten weeks before. All these emotions eluded him, he did not even feel the physical nervousness of that very morning--it was all one gigantic aftermath.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Oh, yes, I am--especially to the people nearest to me. (She rises.) Come, let's go. I've changed my mind and I want to dance. Mother is probably having a fit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That man thinks he'll go look for it in the beer parlor around the corner. (Laughter.) He won't find it there. Once upon a time I looked for it there myself (laughter), but that was before I did what every one of you men no matter how young or how old, how poor or how rich (a faint ripple of satirical laughter), can do. It was before I found--myself!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Discussing the matter--or, rather, arguing it, for even more than in the first year of their marriage did every discussion take the form of bitter debate full of such phrases as \"most certainly,\" \"utterly outrageous,\" \"it's so, nevertheless,\" and the ultra-emphatic \"regardless\"--they concluded that they could not afford it. And so gradually it began to stand as a symbol of their growing financial anxiety.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right, old sport,\" called Gatsby. We slowed down. Taking a white card from his wallet, he waved it before the man's eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mostly there were parties--to Orange or the Shore, more rarely to New York and Philadelphia, though one night they marshalled fourteen waitresses out of Childs' and took them to ride down Fifth Avenue on top of an auto bus. They all cut more classes than were allowed, which meant an additional course the following year, but spring was too rare to let anything interfere with their colorful ramblings. In May Amory was elected to the Sophomore Prom Committee, and when after a long evening's discussion with Alec they made out a tentative list of class probabilities for the senior council, they placed themselves among the surest. The senior council was composed presumably of the eighteen most representative seniors, and in view of Alec's football managership and Amory's chance of nosing out Burne Holiday as Princetonian chairman, they seemed fairly justified in this presumption. Oddly enough, they both placed D'Invilliers as among the possibilities, a guess that a year before the class would have gaped at.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The big man produced three big cigars, and proffered them on his huge palm. The little man took one, Amory shook his head and reached for a cigarette.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sure. It'd take 'em a good eight-hour day to autograph half of 'em. They say Mary Pickford's studio mail costs her fifty thousand a year.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On their way East they stopped two days in Washington, strolling about with some hostility in its atmosphere of harsh repellent light, of distance without freedom, of pomp without splendor--it seemed a pasty-pale and self-conscious city. The second day they made an ill-advised trip to General Lee's old home at Arlington.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY: Oh, yes. But he's wrong. He's inclined to fall for a million silly enthusiasms. If it wasn't that he's absorbed in realism and therefore has to adopt the garments of the cynic he'd be--he'd be credulous as a college religious leader. He's an idealist.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Fascinated, Anthony and Gloria watched the girl sit down and radiate the impression that she was only condescendingly present. For me, her eyes said, this is practically a slumming expedition, to be cloaked with belittling laughter and semi-apologetics.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home. I'd been writing letters once a week and signing them: \"Love, Nick,\" and all I could think of was how, when that certain girl played tennis, a faint moustache of perspiration appeared on her upper lip. Nevertheless there was a vague understanding that had to be tactfully broken off before I was free.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he concluded there was no comment. Some damp languor sleeping on the air of night seemed to have bewitched them all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He won't touch her,\" I said. \"He's not thinking about her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The editor quite conceivably agreed with him. He returned the manuscript with a rejection slip. Anthony sent it off elsewhere and began another story. The second one was called \"The Little Open Doors\"; it was written in three days. It concerned the occult: an estranged couple were brought together by a medium in a vaudeville show.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Benny McClenahan arrived always with four girls. They were never quite the same ones in physical person, but they were so identical one with another that it inevitably seemed they had been there before. I have forgotten their names--Jaqueline, I think, or else Consuela, or Gloria or Judy or June, and their last names were either the melodious names of flowers and months or the sterner ones of the great American capitalists whose cousins, if pressed, they would confess themselves to be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On Thursday night Horace Tarbox sat in an aisle seat in the fifth row and witnessed \"Home James.\" Oddly enough he found that he was enjoying himself. The cynical students near him were annoyed at his audible appreciation of time-honored jokes in the Hammerstein tradition. But Horace was waiting with anxiety for Marcia Meadow singing her song about a Jazz-bound Blundering Blimp. When she did appear, radiant under a floppity flower-faced hat, a warm glow settled over him, and when the song was over he did not join in the storm of applause.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In mid-January Gloria's father died, and they went again to Kansas City--a miserable trip, for Gloria brooded interminably, not upon her father's death, but on her mother's. Russel Gilbert's affairs having been cleared up they came into possession of about three thousand dollars, and a great amount of furniture. This was in storage, for he had spent his last days in a small hotel. It was due to his death that Anthony made a new discovery concerning Gloria. On the journey East she disclosed herself, astonishingly, as a Bilphist.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Warren was nineteen and rather pitying with those of his friends who hadn't gone East to college. But, like most boys, he bragged tremendously about the girls of his city when he was away from it. There was Genevieve Ormonde, who regularly made the rounds of dances, house-parties, and football games at Princeton, Yale, Williams, and Cornell; there was black-eyed Roberta Dillon, who was quite as famous to her own generation as Hiram Johnson or Ty Cobb; and, of course, there was Marjorie Harvey, who besides having a fairylike face and a dazzling, bewildering tongue was already justly celebrated for having turned five cart-wheels in succession during the last pump-and-slipper dance at New Haven.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" he began, \"as an infant I prayed. I stored up prayers against future wickedness. One year I stored up nineteen hundred 'Now I lay me's.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony bounced the tennis ball very hard. This was one of his handsome days, she thought; a sort of intensity had displaced the melancholy in his dark eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm going, Fred,\" said Amory slowly. His knees were shaking under him, and he knew that if he stayed another minute on this street he would keel over where he stood. \"I'll be at the Vanderbilt for lunch.\" And he strode rapidly off and turned over to Fifth Avenue. Back at the hotel he felt better, but as he walked into the barber-shop, intending to get a head massage, the smell of the powders and tonics brought back Axia's sidelong, suggestive smile, and he left hurriedly. In the doorway of his room a sudden blackness flowed around him like a divided river.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A succulent hash arrived, and Mr. Wolfshiem, forgetting the more sentimental atmosphere of the old Metropole, began to eat with ferocious delicacy. His eyes, meanwhile, roved very slowly all around the room--he completed the arc by turning to inspect the people directly behind. I think that, except for my presence, he would have taken one short glance beneath our own table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I was a bridesmaid. I came into her room half an hour before the bridal dinner, and found her lying on her bed as lovely as the June night in her flowered dress--and as drunk as a monkey. She had a bottle of Sauterne in one hand and a letter in the other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: I may be accusing him falsely. But, you haven't told me what you've been doing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tell her,\"--he coughed--\"tell her that it will be quite all right. I'll meet her in front of the theatre.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn nodded. She was wondering if the men were still drinking punch back in the dining-room. Mrs. Ahearn's history kept unfolding jerkily, but Evylyn had ceased to listen. The first odor of massed cigars began to drift in. It wasn't really a large house, she reflected; on an evening like this the library sometimes grew blue with smoke, and next day one had to leave the windows open for hours to air the heavy staleness out of the curtains.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On the train for Princeton he saw no one he knew, only a crowd of fagged-looking Philadelphians. The presence of a painted woman across the aisle filled him with a fresh burst of sickness and he changed to another car, tried to concentrate on an article in a popular magazine. He found himself reading the same paragraphs over and over, so he abandoned this attempt and leaning over wearily pressed his hot forehead against the damp window-pane. The car, a smoker, was hot and stuffy with most of the smells of the state's alien population; he opened a window and shivered against the cloud of fog that drifted in over him. The two hours' ride were like days, and he nearly cried aloud with joy when the towers of Princeton loomed up beside him and the yellow squares of light filtered through the blue rain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now you're started on the subject,\" she answered with a wan smile. \"Well, he told me once he was an Oxford man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm cold,\" she announced. \"I want to go home. And you walk too fast.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes it did,\" insisted Amory. \"I'm not sure it didn't kill it out of the whole world. Oh, Lord, what a pleasure it used to be to dream I might be a really great dictator or writer or religious or political leader--and now even a Leonardo da Vinci or Lorenzo de Medici couldn't be a real old-fashioned bolt in the world. Life is too huge and complex. The world is so overgrown that it can't lift its own fingers, and I was planning to be such an important finger--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm coming to that. As I told you--or did I tell you?--he was mighty good-looking: big brown honest eyes and one of those smiles that guarantee the heart behind it is twenty-karat gold. Being young and credulous, I thought he had some discretion, so I kissed him fervently one night when we were riding around after a dance at the Homestead at Hot Springs. It had been a wonderful week, I remember--with the most luscious trees spread like green lather, sort of, all over the valley and a mist rising out of them on October mornings like bonfires lit to turn them brown--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked round the empty chamber; the rest of the party had evidently decided to go home, were already outside somewhere in the blundering snow. She hesitated and then darted in after Harry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her resultant depression had thrown her into the arms of Cyrus Fielding, the son of a local clothier, who had hailed her from his roadster one day as she passed along the sidewalk. She had always known him by name. Had she been born to a higher stratum he would have known her before. She had descended a little lower--so he met her after all. After a month he had gone away to training-camp, a little afraid of the intimacy, a little relieved in perceiving that she had not cared deeply for him, and that she was not the sort who would ever make trouble.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Shanley's was very dim. He was conscious that he was talking in a loud voice, very succinctly and convincingly, he thought, about a desire to crush people under his heel. He consumed three club sandwiches, devouring each as though it were no larger than a chocolate-drop. Then Rosalind began popping into his mind again, and he found his lips forming her name over and over. Next he was sleepy, and he had a hazy, listless sense of people in dress suits, probably waiters, gathering around the table....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was in rather grotesque condition: two days of worry and nervousness, of sleepless nights, of untouched meals, culminating in the emotional crisis and Rosalind's abrupt decision--the strain of it had drugged the foreground of his mind into a merciful coma. As he fumbled clumsily with the olives at the free-lunch table, a man approached and spoke to him, and the olives dropped from his nervous hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He broke off as a salutatory \"Hello, there!\" boomed suddenly out of the darkness. Gloria sprang to her feet and he did likewise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's been mighty funny, this success and all,\" said Dick. \"Just before the novel appeared I'd been trying, without success, to sell some short stories. Then, after my book came out, I polished up three and had them accepted by one of the magazines that had rejected them before. I've done a lot of them since; publishers don't pay me for my book till this winter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Over to the Prince office to see Ferrenby,\" he waved a copy of the morning's Princetonian at Amory. \"He wrote this editorial.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was very drunk even then, so drunk as not to realize his own drunkenness. When they reached the gray house he went to his own room and, his mind still wrestling helplessly and sombrely with what he had done, fell into a deep stupor on his bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes. Every person I've met on the streets since I met you has made me jealous because they knew what love was before I did. I used to call it the 'sex impulse.' Heavens!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Nevertheless, it was due to this encounter that work had come into his life as a permanent idea. During the year that had passed since then, he had made several lists of authorities, he had even experimented with chapter titles and the division of his work into periods, but not one line of actual writing existed at present, or seemed likely ever to exist. He did nothing--and contrary to the most accredited copy-book logic, he managed to divert himself with more than average content.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Of late she had found a good deal to occupy her attention. Several aviators whom she had met through Tudor Baird came into New York to see her and two other ancient beaux turned up, stationed at Camp Dix. As these men were ordered overseas they, so to speak, handed her down to their friends. But after another rather disagreeable experience with a potential Captain Collins she made it plain that when any one was introduced to her he should be under no misapprehensions as to her status and personal intentions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see, I used to read all day and most of the night. I began to resent society----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was his untimely end that caused me to think of him and made him apropos in the conversation. I hate to introduce him end foremost, but it seems inevitable that the Chevalier must back into your life.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After Gatsby's death the East was haunted for me like that, distorted beyond my eyes' power of correction. So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Horace tiptoed over to the bureau and opening the top drawer found a heap of closely scrawled, lead-smeared pages. He looked at the first sheet:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The end of summer,\" said Eleanor softly. \"Listen to the beat of our horses' hoofs--'tump-tump-tump-a-tump.' Have you ever been feverish and had all noises divide into 'tump-tump-tump' until you could swear eternity was divisible into so many tumps? That's the way I feel--old horses go tump-tump.... I guess that's the only thing that separates horses and clocks from us. Human beings can't go 'tump-tump-tump' without going crazy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory began to perceive a resemblance between the father and the dead son and he told himself that there had been all along a sense of familiarity. Jesse Ferrenby, the man who in college had borne off the crown that he had aspired to. It was all so far away. What little boys they had been, working for blue ribbons--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They were tight when they phoned. Maury said they've been on a party since yesterday afternoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Of all the men she met she preferred Roger Patton, who was a frequent visitor at the house. He never again alluded to the Ibsenesque tendency of the populace, but when he came in one day and found her curled upon the sofa bent over \"Peer Gynt\" he laughed and told her to forget what he'd said--that it was all rot.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They quarrelled dangerously because Amory maintained that sea and see couldn't possibly be used as a rhyme. And then Eleanor had part of another verse that she couldn't find a beginning for:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At any rate, Miss Baker's lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again--the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In vain he offered two thousand dollars--twenty-two hundred, though they could ill afford it: Mr. Sohenberg was obdurate. It seemed that two other gentlemen were considering it; just that sort of an apartment was in demand for the moment, and it would scarcely be business to give it to Mr. Patch. Besides, though he had never mentioned it before, several of the other tenants had complained of noise during the previous winter--singing and dancing late at night, that sort of thing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At five o'clock he felt the need of hearing his own voice, so he retreated to his house to see if any one else had arrived. Having climbed the rickety stairs he scrutinized his room resignedly, concluding that it was hopeless to attempt any more inspired decoration than class banners and tiger pictures. There was a tap at the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then of a sudden Horace Tarbox rose slenderly and began to pace the room with his hands in his pockets. This was his other gesture.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Quite well--as well as I will ever be. I am not understood, Amory. I know that can't express it to you, Amory, but--I am not understood.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But he knew that he was in Daisy's house by a colossal accident. However glorious might be his future as Jay Gatsby, he was at present a penniless young man without a past, and at any moment the invisible cloak of his uniform might slip from his shoulders. So he made the most of his time. He took what he could get, ravenously and unscrupulously--eventually he took Daisy one still October night, took her because he had no real right to touch her hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because I'm sick and tired of hearing you talk about what we've spent or what we've done. You came back two months ago and we've been on some sort of a party practically every night since. We've both wanted to go out, and we've gone. Well, you haven't heard me complain, have you? But all you do is whine, whine, whine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I've always been glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever gave him, because I disapproved of him from beginning to end. First he nodded politely, and then his face broke into that radiant and understanding smile, as if we'd been in ecstatic cahoots on that fact all the time. His gorgeous pink rag of a suit made a bright spot of colour against the white steps, and I thought of the night when I first came to his ancestral home, three months before. The lawn and drive had been crowded with the faces of those who guessed at his corruption--and he had stood on those steps, concealing his incorruptible dream, as he waved them goodbye.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Of Amory's attempted sacrifice had been born merely the full realization of his disillusion, but of Monsignor's funeral was born the romantic elf who was to enter the labyrinth with him. He found something that he wanted, had always wanted and always would want--not to be admired, as he had feared; not to be loved, as he had made himself believe; but to be necessary to people, to be indispensable; he remembered the sense of security he had found in Burne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The conversation worked itself jerkily toward a rather abrupt conclusion, when Anthony rose, looked at his watch, and remarked that he had an engagement with his broker that afternoon. He had intended to stay a few days with his grandfather, but he was tired and irritated from a rough crossing, and quite unwilling to stand a subtle and sanctimonious browbeating. He would come out again in a few days, he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're no good,\" he said decisively, talking unconsciously as Gloria might have talked to him. \"This sort of thing isn't fair to me, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, some of them of course were fine, the sort of men I'd always been thrown with, but there were others; a man named Regan, for instance--I hated the fellow, and now he's about the best friend I have. A wonderful character, Lois; you'll meet him later. Sort of man you'd like to have with you in a fight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But, mother,\" objected Marjorie impatiently, \"Martha is cheerful and awfully witty and an awfully slick girl, and Roberta's a marvellous dancer. She's been popular for ages!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's because your mother wanted to show you off.\" Her face bent into the single wrinkle of the small white neck. \"You dream, you. You absolute little dream.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"People unconsciously admit it,\" said Amory. \"You'll notice a blond person is expected to talk. If a blond girl doesn't talk we call her a 'doll'; if a light-haired man is silent he's considered stupid. Yet the world is full of 'dark silent men' and 'languorous brunettes' who haven't a brain in their heads, but somehow are never accused of the dearth.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then they would smoke and he would tell her about his day at the office--and where they might live. Sometimes, when he was particularly loquacious, she went to sleep in his arms, but he loved that Rosalind--all Rosalinds--as he had never in the world loved any one else. Intangibly fleeting, unrememberable hours.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Harry,\" she cried, her eyes brimming with tears; \"let's get married next week. I'm afraid of having fusses like that. I'm afraid, Harry. It wouldn't be that way if we were married.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now that's all we want,\" concluded Mr. Debris. \"I'm going to stand here and tell you approximately what to do, and you're to act as though I wasn't here, and just go on do it your own way. You needn't be afraid we're going to judge this too severely. We simply want to get a general idea of your screen personality.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're mistaking this period when every nut is an individualist for a period of individualism. Wilson has only been powerful when he has represented; he's had to compromise over and over again. Just as soon as Trotsky and Lenin take a definite, consistent stand they'll become merely two-minute figures like Kerensky. Even Foch hasn't half the significance of Stonewall Jackson. War used to be the most individualistic pursuit of man, and yet the popular heroes of the war had neither authority nor responsibility: Guynemer and Sergeant York.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well?\" He had neither surprised her nor even held her, yet she had certainly understood him, if indeed he had said aught worth understanding.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I thought of the campus,\" he said, \"but they say there's so few freshmen that they're lost. Have to sit around and study for something to do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They faced one another idiotically, each of them unable to impress the other, each of them tremendously, achingly, bored. Then she went into the bedroom and shut the door behind her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn was startled. The sound of his name in second place was somehow hostile to her; still he appeared jubilant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yeah.\" He flipped his sleeves up under his coat. \"Yeah, Gatsby's very careful about women. He would never so much as look at a friend's wife.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not for me--he isn't. It'll be like digesting plate glass. But you been telling me how much it'd broaden my lookout. Well, you go to a gym three nights a week and I'll take one big dose of Sammy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Atlantic City. Amory paced the board walk at day's end, lulled by the everlasting surge of changing waves, smelling the half-mournful odor of the salt breeze. The sea, he thought, had treasured its memories deeper than the faithless land. It seemed still to whisper of Norse galleys ploughing the water world under raven-figured flags, of the British dreadnoughts, gray bulwarks of civilization steaming up through the fog of one dark July into the North Sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then the woods moved off and they rolled into a broad space like the baked top of a gigantic cake, sugared with an infinity of tents arranged in geometric figures over its surface. The train came to an uncertain stop, and the sun and the poles and the trees faded, and his universe rocked itself slowly back to its old usualness, with Anthony Patch in the centre. As the men, weary and perspiring, crowded out of the car, he smelt that unforgetable aroma that impregnates all permanent camps--the odor of garbage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If he'd of lived, he'd of been a great man. A man like James J. Hill. He'd of helped build up the country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "CECELIA: (In tremendously sophisticated accents) Oh, yes, coming out is such a farce nowadays, you know. One really plays around so much before one is seventeen, that it's positively anticlimax. (Shaking hands with a visionary middle-aged nobleman.) Yes, your grace--I b'lieve I've heard my sister speak of you. Have a puff--they're very good.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The chauffeur swung open the door, and, climbing in, Amory settled himself in the middle of the back seat. He took in his companions curiously. The chief characteristic of the big man seemed to be a great confidence in himself set off against a tremendous boredom with everything around him. That part of his face which protruded under the goggles was what is generally termed \"strong\"; rolls of not undignified fat had collected near his chin; somewhere above was a wide thin mouth and the rough model for a Roman nose, and, below, his shoulders collapsed without a struggle into the powerful bulk of his chest and belly. He was excellently and quietly dressed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was replaced by a glib Martinique negro, with an incongruous British accent and a tendency to be surly, whom Anthony detested. The passing of the old man had approximately the same effect on him that the kitten story had had on Gloria. He was reminded of the cruelty of all life and, in consequence, of the increasing bitterness of his own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was a forlorn hope--he was almost sure that Wilson had no friend: there was not enough of him for his wife. He was glad a little later when he noticed a change in the room, a blue quickening by the window, and realized that dawn wasn't far off. About five o'clock it was blue enough outside to snap off the light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His greatest satisfaction was in Geraldine's company. He took her once to dinner and the theatre and entertained her several times in his apartment. When he was with her she absorbed him, not as Gloria had, but quieting those erotic sensibilities in him that worried over Gloria. It didn't matter how he kissed Geraldine. A kiss was a kiss--to be enjoyed to the utmost for its short moment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, no. You never sent me any essay. You may have thought you sent it but it never reached me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't care,\" he persisted gloomily. \"I gotta. I got the habit. I've done a lot of things that if my fambly knew\"--he hesitated, giving her imagination time to picture dark horrors--\"I went to the burlesque show last week.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn sat there in a panic, trying to make her mouth form words. She saw her sister's sardonic expression and Mrs. Ahearn's face turning a vivid red. Ahearn was looking down at his watch-chain, fingering it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't care!\" cried Daisy, and began to clog on the brick fireplace. Then she remembered the heat and sat down guiltily on the couch just as a freshly laundered nurse leading a little girl came into the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If you don't pass it,\" said the newly arrived Alec as they sat on the window-seat of Amory's room and mused upon a scheme of wall decoration, \"you're the world's worst goopher. Your stock will go down like an elevator at the club and on the campus.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The large lady and the clerk having compromised on fifty words, Lois took a blank and wrote her telegram. And there were no overtones to the finality of her decision.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The prolonged and tumultuous argument that ended by herding us into that room eludes me, though I have a sharp physical memory that, in the course of it, my underwear kept climbing like a damp snake around my legs and intermittent beads of sweat raced cool across my back. The notion originated with Daisy's suggestion that we hire five bathrooms and take cold baths, and then assumed more tangible form as \"a place to have a mint julep.\" Each of us said over and over that it was a \"crazy idea\"--we all talked at once to a baffled clerk and thought, or pretended to think, that we were being very funny...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If that's advice you needn't bother. This is part of a plan arranged before I ever knew this yacht existed. If it hadn't been this one it'd have been the next one we passed anchored along the coast.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you're different--I think of Princeton as being lazy and good-looking and aristocratic--you know, like a spring day. Harvard seems sort of indoors--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His intention had been to obtain a two-day furlough, but Camp Mills proved to be under a strict influenza quarantine--it was impossible for even an officer to leave except on official business. For a private it was out of the question.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Tom was evidently perturbed at Daisy's running around alone, for on the following Saturday night he came with her to Gatsby's party. Perhaps his presence gave the evening its peculiar quality of oppressiveness--it stands out in my memory from Gatsby's other parties that summer. There were the same people, or at least the same sort of people, the same profusion of champagne, the same many-coloured, many-keyed commotion, but I felt an unpleasantness in the air, a pervading harshness that hadn't been there before. Or perhaps I had merely grown used to it, grown to accept West Egg as a world complete in itself, with its own standards and its own great figures, second to nothing because it had no consciousness of being so, and now I was looking at it again, through Daisy's eyes. It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So this is love!\" he would begin--or no, it sounded too much like the popular phrase \"So this is Paris!\" He must be dignified, hurt, grieved. Anyhow--\"So this is what you do when I have to go up and trot all day around the hot city on business. No wonder I can't write!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Darling,\" it began--\"I understand and I'm happier than life ever meant me to be. If I could give you the things you've always been in tune with--but I can't Lois; we can't marry and we can't lose each other and let all this glorious love end in nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then, when Samuel and Marjorie had reached a stage in which they sometimes touched each other's arms gently, just to show that they were very good friends, Marjorie and her husband had one of those ultrasensitive, supercritical quarrels that couples never indulge in unless they care a great deal about each other. It started with a cold mutton-chop or a leak in the gas-jet--and one day Samuel found her in Taine's, with dark shadows under her brown eyes and a terrifying pout.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't,\" she wailed. \"Oh, Anthony, don't ask me to! I will to-morrow. You go home and I'll wait here for a train. I'll go to a hotel--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That all? Course I can get a job singing somewhere this month. And I can go to work again in March.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now, you shrimp,\" he said, setting his hand suggestively to his own hip pocket, \"you run, and stamp--loud! If I hear your feet stop I'll put a shot after you!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked at him and tried to make her expression contemptuous, but he only laughed. Acknowledging her defeat but disclaiming all future interest in the punch, she left the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As I went over to say goodbye I saw that the expression of bewilderment had come back into Gatsby's face, as though a faint doubt had occurred to him as to the quality of his present happiness. Almost five years! There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams--not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory was in full stride, confident, nervous, and jubilant. Scurrying back to Minneapolis to see a girl he had known as a child seemed the interesting and romantic thing to do, so without compunction he wired his mother not to expect him... sat in the train, and thought about himself for thirty-six hours.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the volume for 1912 Amory was shocked to discover the decrease in the number of bond holdings and the great drop in the income. In the case of Beatrice's money this was not so pronounced, but it was obvious that his father had devoted the previous year to several unfortunate gambles in oil. Very little of the oil had been burned, but Stephen Blaine had been rather badly singed. The next year and the next and the next showed similar decreases, and Beatrice had for the first time begun using her own money for keeping up the house. Yet her doctor's bill for 1913 had been over nine thousand dollars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See here,\" said Marcia sternly, \"I like you, Omar, but I wish you'd talk as if you had a line on what you were saying. You sound as if you were gargling a lot of words in your mouth and lost a bet every time you spilled a few. I asked you if you ever had any fun.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This continued until they ran out of plays. Dick, meanwhile, turned to Mr. Bloeckman, determined to extract what gold he could from this unpromising load.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children's eyes. From the western half of the sky the sun was shying little golden disks at the sea--if you gazed intently enough you could see them skip from wave tip to wave tip until they joined a broad collar of golden coin that was collecting half a mile out and would eventually be a dazzling sunset. About half-way between the Florida shore and the golden collar a white steam-yacht, very young and graceful, was riding at anchor and under a blue-and-white awning aft a yellow-haired girl reclined in a wicker settee reading The Revolt of the Angels, by Anatole France.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Monsignor Darcy invited Amory up to the Stuart palace on the Hudson for a week at Christmas, and they had enormous conversations around the open fire. Monsignor was growing a trifle stouter and his personality had expanded even with that, and Amory felt both rest and security in sinking into a squat, cushioned chair and joining him in the middle-aged sanity of a cigar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I saw them in Santa Barbara when they came back, and I thought I'd never seen a girl so mad about her husband. If he left the room for a minute she'd look around uneasily, and say: \"Where's Tom gone?\" and wear the most abstracted expression until she saw him coming in the door. She used to sit on the sand with his head in her lap by the hour, rubbing her fingers over his eyes and looking at him with unfathomable delight. It was touching to see them together--it made you laugh in a hushed, fascinated way. That was in August.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Ardita appeared at the head of the companionway and gave a quick involuntary glance at Carlyle's wrists. A puzzled look passed across her face. Back aft the negroes had begun to sing, and the cool lake, fresh with dawn, echoed serenely to their low voices.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So they progressed for two happy days, up and down the shore by street-car or machine, or by shoe-leather on the crowded boardwalk; sometimes eating with the wealthy, more frequently dining frugally at the expense of an unsuspecting restaurateur. They had their photos taken, eight poses, in a quick-development store. Kerry insisted on grouping them as a \"varsity\" football team, and then as a tough gang from the East Side, with their coats inside out, and himself sitting in the middle on a cardboard moon. The photographer probably has them yet--at least, they never called for them. The weather was perfect, and again they slept outside, and again Amory fell unwillingly asleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He shut the door and coming back into the room stood for a moment lost in thought with the tennis ball still clasped in his hand. There was one of his lonelinesses coming, one of those times when he walked the streets or sat, aimless and depressed, biting a pencil at his desk. It was a self-absorption with no comfort, a demand for expression with no outlet, a sense of time rushing by, ceaselessly and wastefully--assuaged only by that conviction that there was nothing to waste, because all efforts and attainments were equally valueless.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That was it. I'd never understood before. It was full of money--that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals' song of it... High in a white palace the king's daughter, the golden girl...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" said Evylyn slowly, \"but I know where the letter is. Go 'way, Martha. I know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"June 8th.--And to-day I've promised not to chew my mouth. Well, I won't, I suppose--but if he'd only asked me not to eat!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a great surge of anger, he would fling his mind upon the barrier--and stand there with the flashing bayonet of his pride. Other men who broke the laws of justice and charity lied to all the world. He at any rate would not lie to himself. He was more than Byronic now: not the spiritual rebel, Don Juan; not the philosophical rebel, Faust; but a new psychological rebel of his own century--defying the sentimental a priori forms of his own mind----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a sense this gradual renunciation of beauty was the second step after his disillusion had been made complete. He felt that he was leaving behind him his chance of being a certain type of artist. It seemed so much more important to be a certain sort of man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lights sprang on with a click. Gathering a piece of sheet about her Gloria dove away from sight, shutting her eyes to keep out the horror of this unpremeditated visitation. There was no vestige of an idea in her stricken sensibilities save that her Anthony was at grievous fault.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Jimmy sent it to me. I think it's a very pretty picture. It shows up well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, they all do,\" he replied listlessly; \"all will cases. They say it's exceptional to have one settled under four or five years.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory, even had he not been a selfish man, would have started all inquiries with himself. He was his own best example--sitting in the rain, a human creature of sex and pride, foiled by chance and his own temperament of the balm of love and children, preserved to help in building up the living consciousness of the race.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, we're almost the last tonight,\" said one of the men sheepishly. \"The orchestra left half an hour ago.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The silence of the theatre behind him ended with a curious snapping sound, followed by the heavy roaring of a rising crowd and the interlaced clatter of many voices. The matinee was over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Get dressed, quick--and tell your friend not to make such a racket.\" Jill was sobbing noisily on the bed, but at these words she subsided sulkily and, gathering up her clothes, retired to the bathroom. As Amory slipped into Alec's B. V. D.'s he found that his attitude toward the situation was agreeably humorous. The aggrieved virtue of the burly man made him want to laugh.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll tell you God's truth.\" His right hand suddenly ordered divine retribution to stand by. \"I am the son of some wealthy people in the Middle West--all dead now. I was brought up in America but educated at Oxford, because all my ancestors have been educated there for many years. It is a family tradition.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Their heads snapped back like marionettes on a single wire as the car leaped ahead and curved retchingly about a standing milk-wagon, whose driver stood up on his seat and bellowed after them. In the immemorial tradition of the road Anthony retorted with a few brief epigrams as to the grossness of the milk-delivering profession. He cut his remarks short, however, and turned to Gloria with the growing conviction that he had made a grave mistake in relinquishing control and that Gloria was a driver of many eccentricities and of infinite carelessness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What a pity!\" she complained; \"they'd look so beautiful in the dusk, if only both horses were white. I'm mighty happy just this minute, in this city.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lois!\" he cried again, \"why, this is wonderful! I can't tell you, Lois, how much I've looked forward to this. Why, Lois, you're beautiful!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "GILLESPIE: (Desperately) I've been there. It's in the--the Middle West, isn't it?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm through, Fred,\" she said slowly, and her lips had never looked to him so much like tearings from a rose. \"He came home last night sick with it. Jessie Piper's sense of duty was to much for her, so she went down to his office and told him. He was hurt and--oh, I can't help seeing it his way, Fred. He says we've been club gossip all summer and he didn't know it, and now he understands snatches of conversation he's caught and veiled hints people have dropped about me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a brisk knock at the door, and Burne himself came in. \"Hello, Amory--hello, Tom.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Through all he said, even through his appalling sentimentality, I was reminded of something--an elusive rhythm, a fragment of lost words, that I had heard somewhere a long time ago. For a moment a phrase tried to take shape in my mouth and my lips parted like a dumb man's, as though there was more struggling upon them than a wisp of startled air. But they made no sound, and what I had almost remembered was uncommunicable forever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't want to go anywhere else. I'm tired of being trotted around to a dozen cafes and not getting one thing fit to eat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want to thank you, sir,\" said Dalyrimple simply. He felt a whimsical moisture gathering back of his eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Cody was fifty years old then, a product of the Nevada silver fields, of the Yukon, of every rush for metal since seventy-five. The transactions in Montana copper that made him many times a millionaire found him physically robust but on the verge of soft-mindedness, and, suspecting this, an infinite number of women tried to separate him from his money. The none too savoury ramifications by which Ella Kaye, the newspaper woman, played Madame de Maintenon to his weakness and sent him to sea in a yacht, were common property of the turgid journalism in 1902. He had been coasting along all too hospitable shores for five years when he turned up as James Gatz's destiny in Little Girl Bay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They found Anthony sitting in a patch of sunshine on the floor of his bedroom. Before him, open, were spread his three big stamp-books, and when they entered he was running his hands through a great pile of stamps that he had dumped from the back of one of them. Looking up and seeing Dick and Gloria he put his head critically on one side and motioned them back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: I haven't met Mr. Blaine--but I don't think you'll care for him. He doesn't sound like a money-maker.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The span of his seventy-five years had acted as a magic bellows--the first quarter-century had blown him full with life, and the last had sucked it all back. It had sucked in the cheeks and the chest and the girth of arm and leg. It had tyrannously demanded his teeth, one by one, suspended his small eyes in dark-bluish sacks, tweeked out his hairs, changed him from gray to white in some places, from pink to yellow in others--callously transposing his colors like a child trying over a paintbox. Then through his body and his soul it had attacked his brain. It had sent him night-sweats and tears and unfounded dreads.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And with the long, sunny hours Ardita's idea of the episode as incidental, madcap, a sprig of romance in a desert of reality, gradually left her. She dreaded the time when he would strike off southward; she dreaded all the eventualities that presented themselves to her; thoughts were suddenly troublesome and decisions odious. Had prayers found place in the pagan rituals of her soul she would have asked of life only to be unmolested for a while, lazily acquiescent to the ready, naif flow of Carlyle's ideas, his vivid boyish imagination, and the vein of monomania that seemed to run crosswise through his temperament and colored his every action.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You don't mind if I have a trial, Anthony. Just a trial? I've got to go to town Wednesday, anyhow.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But there had been, near the end, so much dramatic tragedy, culminating in the arabesque nightmare of his three weeks' spree, that he was emotionally worn out. The people and surroundings that he remembered as being cool or delicately artificial, seemed to promise him a refuge. He wrote a cynical story which featured his father's funeral and despatched it to a magazine, receiving in return a check for sixty dollars and a request for more of the same tone. This tickled his vanity, but inspired him to no further effort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"One goin' each way. Well, she\"--his hand rose toward the blankets but stopped halfway and fell to his side--\"she ran out there an' the one comin' from N'York knock right into her, goin' thirty or forty miles an hour.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Eventually the bus moved on to Arlington. There it met other busses and immediately a swarm of women and children were leaving a trail of peanut-shells through the halls of General Lee and crowding at length into the room where he was married. On the wall of this room a pleasing sign announced in large red letters \"Ladies' Toilet.\" At this final blow Gloria broke down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello!\" I interrupted breathlessly. \"Look here--this isn't Mr. Gatsby. Mr. Gatsby's dead.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The tower that in view of his window sprang upward, grew into a spire, yearning higher until its uppermost tip was half invisible against the morning skies, gave him the first sense of the transiency and unimportance of the campus figures except as holders of the apostolic succession. He liked knowing that Gothic architecture, with its upward trend, was peculiarly appropriate to universities, and the idea became personal to him. The silent stretches of green, the quiet halls with an occasional late-burning scholastic light held his imagination in a strong grasp, and the chastity of the spire became a symbol of this perception.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His family had by that time started back to shirt-sleeves, through a sudden decline in the sugar-market, and it had already unbuttoned its vest, so to speak, when Samuel went to work. His mind was that exquisite tabula rasa that a university education sometimes leaves, but he had both energy and influence, so he used his former ability as a dodging half-back in twisting through Wall Street crowds as runner for a bank.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony, silent, trembling himself, gripped her rigidly, aware that faces, dozens of them, curiously unmoved, shadows of a dream, were regarding him. Then the bells distilled metallic crashes that were like physical pain, the smoke-stacks volleyed in slow acceleration at the sky, and in a moment of noise and gray gaseous turbulence the line of faces ran by, moved off, became indistinct--until suddenly there was only the sun slanting east across the tracks and a volume of sound decreasing far off like a train made out of tin thunder. He dropped her arms. He had won.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It doesn't want to get in the papers,\" cried Jill fiercely. \"Let us off! Huh!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Presently Gloria emerged from her bedroom and in unison every eye turned on her. The two girls receded into a shadowy background, unperceived, unmissed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Another winter.\" Maury's voice from the window was almost a whisper. \"We're growing old, Anthony. I'm twenty-seven, by God! Three years to thirty, and then I'm what an undergraduate calls a middle-aged man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Warren danced the next full dance with Bernice, and finally, thankful for the intermission, he led her to a table on the veranda. There was a moment's silence while she did unimpressive things with her fan.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, it's nothing underhand,\" he assured me. \"Miss Baker's a great sportswoman, you know, and she'd never do anything that wasn't all right.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: No, sir! I believe that every one in America but a selected thousand should be compelled to accept a very rigid system of morals--Roman Catholicism, for instance. I don't complain of conventional morality. I complain rather of the mediocre heretics who seize upon the findings of sophistication and adopt the pose of a moral freedom to which they are by no means entitled by their intelligences.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's see. Two, two-thirty--no, that's evening. By gad, you won't get a train till five-thirty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory was bored, as he usually was in the country. He used to go for far walks by himself--and wander along reciting \"Ulalume\" to the corn-fields, and congratulating Poe for drinking himself to death in that atmosphere of smiling complacency. One afternoon he had strolled for several miles along a road that was new to him, and then through a wood on bad advice from a colored woman... losing himself entirely. A passing storm decided to break out, and to his great impatience the sky grew black as pitch and the rain began to splatter down through the trees, become suddenly furtive and ghostly. Thunder rolled with menacing crashes up the valley and scattered through the woods in intermittent batteries.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But it looks wonderful on you, if you know what I mean,\" pursued Mrs. McKee. \"If Chester could only get you in that pose I think he could make something of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But he did not mean that it was nothing and this was a curious thing. Richard Caramel had forgiven many people for many offenses. But he had never forgiven his cousin, Gloria Gilbert, for a statement she had made just prior to her wedding, seven years before. She had said that she did not intend to read his book.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: (Leaning forward confidentially) For that first moment, when he's interested. There is a moment--Oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word--something that makes it worth while.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes.\" She looked at me absently. \"Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born. Would you like to hear?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know,\" interrupted Ardita ironically, \"from now on you go your way and I go mine. I've heard that story before. You know I'd like nothing better.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The circle closed up again with a running murmur of expostulation; it was a minute before I could see anything at all. Then new arrivals deranged the line, and Jordan and I were pushed suddenly inside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And then dawn slanted dynamically across the deck and flung the shadows reeling into gray corners. The dew rose and turned to golden mist, thin as a dream, enveloping them until they seemed gossamer relics of the late night, infinitely transient and already fading. For a moment sea and sky were breathless, and dawn held a pink hand over the young mouth of life--then from out in the lake came the complaint of a rowboat and the swish of oars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The reluctance to go home was not confined to wayward men. The hall was at present occupied by two deplorably sober men and their highly indignant wives. The wives were sympathizing with each other in slightly raised voices.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(And now ROSALIND enters. ROSALIND is--utterly ROSALIND. She is one of those girls who need never make the slightest effort to have men fall in love with them. Two types of men seldom do: dull men are usually afraid of her cleverness and intellectual men are usually afraid of her beauty. All others are hers by natural prerogative.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The hours blurred into a nightmare. The doctor arrived just before midnight and within a half-hour had lanced the wound. He left at two after giving her the addresses of two nurses to call up and promising to return at half past six. It was blood-poisoning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What a career! I suppose I ought to be furious because you've kissed so many men. I'm not, though.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nothing,\" he answered, his voice still shaken; \"I thought there was somebody at the window, so I looked out, but I couldn't see any one and the noise kept up, so I phoned down-stairs. Sorry if I disturbed you, but I'm awfully darn nervous to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He wondered that graves ever made people consider life in vain. Somehow he could find nothing hopeless in having lived. All the broken columns and clasped hands and doves and angels meant romances. He fancied that in a hundred years he would like having young people speculate as to whether his eyes were brown or blue, and he hoped quite passionately that his grave would have about it an air of many, many years ago. It seemed strange that out of a row of Union soldiers two or three made him think of dead loves and dead lovers, when they were exactly like the rest, even to the yellowish moss.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It had become intolerably hot in the car, and the men were all in shirt sleeves. The sun came in through the windows, a tired and ancient sun, yellow as parchment and stretched out of shape in transit. It tried to enter in triumphant squares and produced only warped splotches--but it was appallingly steady; so much so that it disturbed Anthony not to be the pivot of all the inconsequential sawmills and trees and telegraph poles that were turning around him so fast. Outside it played its heavy tremolo over olive roads and fallow cotton-fields, back of which ran a ragged line of woods broken with eminences of gray rock. The foreground was dotted sparsely with wretched, ill-patched shanties, among which there would flash by, now and then, a specimen of the languid yokelry of South Carolina, or else a strolling darky with sullen and bewildered eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When Amory was five he was already a delightful companion for her. He was an auburn-haired boy, with great, handsome eyes which he would grow up to in time, a facile imaginative mind and a taste for fancy dress. From his fourth to his tenth year he did the country with his mother in her father's private car, from Coronado, where his mother became so bored that she had a nervous breakdown in a fashionable hotel, down to Mexico City, where she took a mild, almost epidemic consumption. This trouble pleased her, and later she made use of it as an intrinsic part of her atmosphere--especially after several astounding bracers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But as he took Gloria into his arms he was conscious of a strong reaction. The blood was moving in his veins now. A languorous and pleasant content settled like a weight upon him, bringing responsibility and possession. He was married.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were both excited now and inordinately depressed. The situation seemed worse in the actual telling Gloria than it had when he had first made the discovery himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But after two more months Marcia grew very tired indeed, and for a row of nights it was a very anxious, weary-looking young athlete who walked out before the Hippodrome crowd. Then there were two days when his place was taken by a young man who wore pale blue instead of white, and got very little applause. But after the two days Horace appeared again, and those who sat close to the stage remarked an expression of beatific happiness on that young acrobat's face even when he was twisting breathlessly in the air an the middle of his amazing and original shoulder swing. After that performance he laughed at the elevator man and dashed up the stairs to the flat five steps at a time--and then tiptoed very carefully into a quiet room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's quite different. I told you I wouldn't want to tie my life to any of the boys that are round Tarleton now, but I never made any sweepin' generalities.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then half an hour later over in the chapel things suddenly went all wrong. It was several years since Lois had been at Benediction and at first she was thrilled by the gleaming monstrance with its central spot of white, the air rich and heavy with incense, and the sun shining through the stained-glass window of St. Francis Xavier overhead and falling in warm red tracery on the cassock of the man in front of her, but at the first notes of the \"O salutaris hostia\" a heavy weight seemed to descend upon her soul. Kieth was on her right and young Jarvis on her left, and she stole uneasy glance at both of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dalyrimple rather resented the presence of the store detective as he resented the time-clock, and he came into contact with him almost immediately through the rule against smoking. This rule was a thorn in his side. He was accustomed to his three or four cigarettes in a morning, and after three days without it he followed Charley Moore by a circuitous route up a flight of back stairs to a little balcony where they indulged in peace. But this was not for long. One day in his second week the detective met him in a nook of the stairs, on his descent, and told him sternly that next time he'd be reported to Mr. Macy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, we'll sell something--as usual. We've got paper worth eighty thousand dollars at par.\" Again he laughed unpleasantly. \"Bring about thirty thousand on the open market.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Me? No, I started at thirty-five. He told me he'd put me on the road after I learned the stock. That's what he tells 'em all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It seems to me,\" Anthony was saying earnestly, \"that the position of a man with neither necessity nor ambition is unfortunate. Heaven knows it'd be pathetic of me to be sorry for myself--yet, sometimes I envy Dick.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But this is not a story of two on an island, nor concerned primarily with love bred of isolation. It is merely the presentation of two personalities, and its idyllic setting among the palms of the Gulf Stream is quite incidental. Most of us are content to exist and breed and fight for the right to do both, and the dominant idea, the foredoomed attest to control one's destiny, is reserved for the fortunate or unfortunate few. To me the interesting thing about Ardita is the courage that will tarnish with her beauty and youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "During the last act as she waited for her specialty she had an odd attack of stage fright. She had never sent Horace the promised post-card. Last night she had pretended not to see him-- had hurried from the theatre immediately after her dance to pass a sleepless night in her apartment, thinking--as she had so often in the last month--of his pale, rather intent face, his slim, boyish fore, the merciless, unworldly abstraction that made him charming to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She accepted his offer thankfully, so they took the cable-car together. When they walked up the path to her little house they saw a light there; her husband had arrived before her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mrs. Fairboalt drew on her gloves, approving the effect of largeness given by the open sweep from the spacious music-room through the library, disclosing a part of the dining-room beyond. It was really the nicest smaller house in town, and Mrs. Piper had talked of moving to a larger one on Devereaux Avenue. Harold Piper must be coining money.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't care for this,\" he said as if he were talking to himself--\"at all. Not that I mind your being here--I don't. You're quite a pretty little thing, but I don't like Charlie Moon's sending you up here. Am I a laboratory experiment on which the janitors as well as the chemists can make experiments? Is my intellectual development humorous in any way?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll go to San Antonio and see Hamil,\" continued Carhart. \"He's got a job on hand and he wants a man to take charge.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I was feeling a little sick and I wanted to be alone. But Jordan lingered for a moment more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Day after to-morrow maybe,\" she would reply, laughing. \"Will you come and see me? Because I'm counting on you, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For hours at a time he would sit in the great armchair that had been in his apartment, lost in a sort of stupor--even his interest in reading his favorite books seemed to have departed, and though an incessant bickering went on between husband and wife, the one subject upon which they ever really conversed was the progress of the will case. What Gloria hoped in the tenebrous depths of her soul, what she expected that great gift of money to bring about, is difficult to imagine. She was being bent by her environment into a grotesque similitude of a housewife. She who until three years before had never made coffee, prepared sometimes three meals a day. She walked a great deal in the afternoons, and in the evenings she read--books, magazines, anything she found at hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Having danced and splashed through a lavish spring, Anthony and Gloria found that they had spent too much money and for this must go into retirement for a certain period. There was Anthony's \"work,\" they said. Almost before they knew it they were back in the gray house, more aware now that other lovers had slept there, other names had been called over the banisters, other couples had sat upon the porch steps watching the gray-green fields and the black bulk of woods beyond.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And swan girls and parrot girls. All grown women are hawks, I think, or owls.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's business, Mr. McIntyre,\" he said. \"It's inside the law. Perhaps we couldn't have bought out two or three of you at any price, but most of you did have a price. Progress demands some things----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Even alone I can't say I never loved Tom,\" she admitted in a pitiful voice. \"It wouldn't be true.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As I tiptoed from the porch I heard my taxi feeling its way along the dark road toward the house. Gatsby was waiting where I had left him in the drive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because you're a mediaevalist,\" Monsignor answered. \"We both are. It's the passion for classifying and finding a type.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She stared at him, bewildered, amazement, disbelief, and anger flowing in quick waves across her face. The three men held their breaths. Moreland, Senior, took a step toward her; Mr. Farnam's mouth dropped a little open as he waited, panic-stricken, for the expected crash.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "CECELIA: They hate it. She's a--she's a sort of vampire, I think--and she can make girls do what she wants usually--only she hates girls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I guess I'm a summer child. I don't like any cold I've ever seen.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The education of all beautiful women is the knowledge of men. ROSALIND had been disappointed in man after man as individuals, but she had great faith in man as a sex. Women she detested. They represented qualities that she felt and despised in herself--incipient meanness, conceit, cowardice, and petty dishonesty. She once told a roomful of her mother's friends that the only excuse for women was the necessity for a disturbing element among men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Michaelis didn't see anything odd in that, and he gave Wilson a dozen reasons why his wife might have bought the dog-leash. But conceivably Wilson had heard some of these same explanations before, from Myrtle, because he began saying \"Oh, my God!\" again in a whisper--his comforter left several explanations in the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: (His face drawn, his voice strained) Do you know what you're saying? Do you mean forever?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a half-second the workman had dropped his pail and let fly at him. Unprepared, Samuel took the blow neatly on the jaw and sprawled full length into the cobblestone gutter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I know all that. I asked you how much we can pay out of just our income.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was twenty-seven. Her birthday fled by scarcely noticed. Years before it had frightened her when she became twenty, to some extent when she reached twenty-six--but now she looked in the glass with calm self-approval seeing the British freshness of her complexion and her figure boyish and slim as of old.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She nodded briefly, but evidently intending to accomplish the prohibitive distance as quickly as possible, slightly increased her speed. A moment later he made another attempt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was in wretched humor; that was evident. Her gray eyes were granite now indeed. When she wasn't speaking she stared straight in front of her as if at some distasteful abstraction in the lobby.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do sit down,\" beams Mrs. Gilbert, who is by now quite herself. \"Take off your things.\" Dick is afraid she will make some remark about the age of his soul, but he forgets his qualms in completing a conscientious, novelist's examination of the two young women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He comes here for a rest,\" said Monsignor confidentially, treating Amory as a contemporary. \"I act as an escape from the weariness of agnosticism, and I think I'm the only man who knows how his staid old mind is really at sea and longs for a sturdy spar like the Church to cling to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"For it seemed to me that there was no ultimate goal for man. Man was beginning a grotesque and bewildered fight with nature--nature, that by the divine and magnificent accident had brought us to where we could fly in her face. She had invented ways to rid the race of the inferior and thus give the remainder strength to fill her higher--or, let us say, her more amusing--though still unconscious and accidental intentions. And, actuated by the highest gifts of the enlightenment, we were seeking to circumvent her. In this republic I saw the black beginning to mingle with the white--in Europe there was taking place an economic catastrophe to save three or four diseased and wretchedly governed races from the one mastery that might organize them for material prosperity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We passed a barrier of dark trees, and then the facade of Fifty-Ninth Street, a block of delicate pale light, beamed down into the park. Unlike Gatsby and Tom Buchanan, I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices and blinding signs, and so I drew up the girl beside me, tightening my arms. Her wan, scornful mouth smiled, and so I drew her up again closer, this time to my face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Only Maury Noble remained awake, seated upon the station roof, his eyes wide open and fixed with fatigued intensity upon the distant nucleus of morning. He was wondering at the unreality of ideas, at the fading radiance of existence, and at the little absorptions that were creeping avidly into his life, like rats into a ruined house. He was sorry for no one now--on Monday morning there would be his business, and later there would be a girl of another class whose whole life he was; these were the things nearest his heart. In the strangeness of the brightening day it seemed presumptuous that with this feeble, broken instrument of his mind he had ever tried to think.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Get out!\" she screamed, dark eves blazing, little fists beating helplessly on his outstretched arm. \"You did this! Get out of here--get out--get out! get out!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: And it wouldn't buy your clothes. (She pauses but ROSALIND makes no reply.) I have your best interests at heart when I tell you not to take a step you'll spend your days regretting. It's not as if your father could help you. Things have been hard for him lately and he's an old man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Women--of whom he had expected so much; whose beauty he had hoped to transmute into modes of art; whose unfathomable instincts, marvellously incoherent and inarticulate, he had thought to perpetuate in terms of experience--had become merely consecrations to their own posterity. Isabelle, Clara, Rosalind, Eleanor, were all removed by their very beauty, around which men had swarmed, from the possibility of contributing anything but a sick heart and a page of puzzled words to write.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory did not entirely agree with Tom's sweeping damnation of American novelists and poets. He enjoyed both Vachel Lindsay and Booth Tarkington, and admired the conscientious, if slender, artistry of Edgar Lee Masters.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, God,\" said Anthony hopelessly. As weariness rolled along its inevitable wave his anger subsided, receded, vanished. He collapsed suddenly, fell sobbing beside her on the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But after a few tastes of this latter dish I had had enough. Here! I said, Experience is not worth the getting. It's not a thing that happens pleasantly to a passive you--it's a wall that an active you runs up against. So I wrapped myself in what I thought was my invulnerable scepticism and decided that my education was complete.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm sure it will,\" beamed Mrs. Gilbert. \"I'm sure it will. I went to Jenny Martin last Tuesday, the palmist, you know, that every one's mad about. I told her my nephew was engaged upon a work and she said she knew I'd be glad to hear that his success would be extraordinary. But she'd never seen you or known anything about you--not even your name.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You going to be here much longer?\" he asked and then turned rather red. She might suspect his reasons for asking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony got his five cents change and started for the Boul' Mich', a popular dancing resort on Forty-fifth Street. It was nearly ten but the streets were dark and sparsely peopled until the theatres should eject their spawn an hour later. Anthony knew the Boul' Mich', for he had been there with Gloria during the year before, and he remembered the existence of a rule that patrons must be in evening dress. Well, he would not go up-stairs--he would send a boy up for Bloeckman and wait for him in the lower hall. For a moment he did not doubt that the whole project was entirely natural and graceful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a crackling dusk when they turned in under the white facade of the Plaza and tasted slowly the foam and yellow thickness of an egg-nog. Anthony looked at his companion. Richard Caramel's nose and brow were slowly approaching a like pigmentation; the red was leaving the one, the blue deserting the other. Glancing in a mirror, Anthony was glad to find that his own skin had not discolored. On the contrary, a faint glow had kindled in his cheeks--he fancied that he had never looked so well.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He left the room hurriedly. In the cool air outside, as he walked to his house, he exulted in his refusal to be helped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm sure they'd be glad to see us.\" He felt that that was not a strong enough note, braced himself stubbornly, and added: \"I want to see the Barneses. I haven't any desire to go home.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But Amory was not in a mood for that, and as he saw Burne's long legs propel his ridiculous bicycle out of sight beyond Alexander Hall, he knew he was going to have a bad week. Not that he doubted the war--Germany stood for everything repugnant to him; for materialism and the direction of tremendous licentious force; it was just that Burne's face stayed in his memory and he was sick of the hysteria he was beginning to hear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then, after a week, Amory saw Burne and knew at once that argument would be futile--Burne had come out as a pacifist. The socialist magazines, a great smattering of Tolstoi, and his own intense longing for a cause that would bring out whatever strength lay in him, had finally decided him to preach peace as a subjective ideal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They don't--but I shouldn't blame them if they did. Still, you see, I never intend to marry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Jordan Baker instinctively avoided clever, shrewd men, and now I saw that this was because she felt safer on a plane where any divergence from a code would be thought impossible. She was incurably dishonest. She wasn't able to endure being at a disadvantage and, given this unwillingness, I suppose she had begun dealing in subterfuges when she was very young in order to keep that cool, insolent smile turned to the world and yet satisfy the demands of her hard, jaunty body.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was there again. She saw him when she took her first glance at the restless Manhattan audience--down in the front row with his head bent a bit forward and his gray eyes fixed on her. And she knew that to him they were alone together in a world where the high-rouged row of ballet faces and the massed whines of the violins were as imperceivable as powder on a marble Venus. An instinctive defiance rose within her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The next year a piling up of mutual interests and responsibilities and some stray flicker from the past brought husband and wife together again--but after a rather pathetic flood of passion Evylyn realized that her great opportunity was gone. There simply wasn't anything left. She might have been youth and love for both--but that time of silence had slowly dried up the springs of affection and her own desire to drink again of them was dead.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sergeant Patch?\" The accent was Italian, and Anthony saw by the belt that the man was a headquarters orderly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So mama said for me to wait till ha'past five. We'll catch the bobs before it gets to the Minnehaha Club, Amory.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At five o'clock Harold arrived and, coming up to her room, threatened in a suspiciously jovial tone to kiss her thirty-five times for her birthday. Evylyn resisted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His platoon sergeant, Pop Donnelly, was a scraggly \"old soldier,\" worn thin with drink. In the past he had spent unnumbered weeks in the guard-house, but recently, thanks to the drill-master famine, he had been elevated to his present pinnacle. His complexion was full of shell-holes--it bore an unmistakable resemblance to those aerial photographs of \"the battle-field at Blank.\" Once a week he got drunk down-town on white liquor, returned quietly to camp and collapsed upon his bunk, joining the company at reveille looking more than ever like a white mask of death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, frankly, not what you call poetry, or for your reasons--you two write, of course, and look at things differently. Whitman is the man that attracts me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, that's true,\" said Mrs. Ahearn and laughed. Clarence always used to tell me he had to have a wife he could come home to and say: \"Well, we're going to Chicago to-morrow to live, so pack up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A.--None. I've no more virtue to lose. Just as a cooling pot gives off heat, so all through youth and adolescence we give off calories of virtue. That's what's called ingenuousness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I thought so, Juan, I feared so--you're sentimental. You're not like me. I'm a romantic little materialist.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Say I am proud and sane and wise--an Athenian among Greeks. Well, I might fail where a lesser man would succeed. He could imitate, he could adorn, he could be enthusiastic, he could be hopefully constructive. But this hypothetical me would be too proud to imitate, too sane to be enthusiastic, too sophisticated to be Utopian, too Grecian to adorn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She tried to fight down her rising panic, told herself it was the wick. If the wick wasn't straight, candles did something--but they didn't do this! With incalculable rapidity a force was gathering within her, a tremendous, assimilative force, drawing from every sense, every corner of her brain, and as it surged up inside her she felt an enormous terrified repulsion. She drew her arms in close to her side away from Kieth and Jarvis.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lois felt a sudden lump in her throat and she wanted to say something that would tell him how much it had meant to her, too. But she found no words.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But I don't mind,\" she murmured with a smile, radiant and magnanimous. \"You can kiss all the paint off my lips any time you want.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tom had trouble with Ahearn and Harold interfered,\" said Milton. \"My Lord Milton,\" cried Evylyn, \"couldn't you have done something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The idea drove him childishly frantic. He wanted to kill Bloeckman and make him suffer for his hideous presumption. He was saying this over and over to himself with his teeth tight shut, and a perfect orgy of hate and fright in his eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Then why haven't you a biography? Haven't you ever had a kiss that counted?\" As the words left his lips he drew in his breath sharply as though to suck them back. This baby!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dozens. It's 'Oh, Gloria, if you smoke so many cigarettes you'll lose your pretty complexion!' and 'Oh, Gloria, why don't you marry and settle down?'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's two kinds of men here, you'll find,\" he said. \"There's the man who gets to be an assistant secretary or treasurer, gets his name on our folder here, before he's thirty, and there's the man who gets his name there at forty-five. The man who gets his name there at forty-five stays there the rest of his life.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, hello, old sport,\" he said, as if he hadn't seen me for years. I thought for a moment he was going to shake hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At two o'clock back at the Weatherbys' Sally asked her if she and Amory had had a \"time\" in the den. Isabelle turned to her quietly. In her eyes was the light of the idealist, the inviolate dreamer of Joan-like dreams.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" she admitted finally, \"I've been to two or three house parties in Portchester and around in Connecticut--but, of course, that isn't in New York State, is it? And neither is Morristown,\" she finished with drowsy irrelevance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A cab yawned at the curb. As it moved off like a boat on a labyrinthine ocean and lost itself among the inchoate night masses of the great buildings, among the now stilled, now strident, cries and clangings, Anthony put his arm around the girl, drew her over to him and kissed her damp, childish mouth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Come on, now! You do some giant swings for me and I'll chase some culture for you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The shock stunned him. He lay there for a moment in acute distributed pain. Then his discomfort became centralized in his stomach, and he regained consciousness to discover that a large foot was prodding him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've made an exhaustive collection of good American stuff, old and new. I don't mean the usual Longfellow-Whittier thing--in fact, most of it's modern.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, let's have fun,\" she begged him. \"It's too hot to fuss.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What of it?\" Ferrenby began to look alarmed. \"Oliver Cromwell said it, didn't he? or was it Washington, or one of the saints? Good Lord, I've forgotten.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They began a search through the music-room, looking on trays and mantelpieces, and then through the library, feeling on the tops of rows of books. Martha paused in despair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "During Princeton's transition period, that is, during Amory's last two years there, while he saw it change and broaden and live up to its Gothic beauty by better means than night parades, certain individuals arrived who stirred it to its plethoric depths. Some of them had been freshmen, and wild freshmen, with Amory; some were in the class below; and it was in the beginning of his last year and around small tables at the Nassau Inn that they began questioning aloud the institutions that Amory and countless others before him had questioned so long in secret. First, and partly by accident, they struck on certain books, a definite type of biographical novel that Amory christened \"quest\" books. In the \"quest\" book the hero set off in life armed with the best weapons and avowedly intending to use them as such weapons are usually used, to push their possessors ahead as selfishly and blindly as possible, but the heroes of the \"quest\" books discovered that there might be a more magnificent use for them. \"None Other Gods,\" \"Sinister Street,\" and \"The Research Magnificent\" were examples of such books; it was the latter of these three that gripped Burne Holiday and made him wonder in the beginning of senior year how much it was worth while being a diplomatic autocrat around his club on Prospect Avenue and basking in the high lights of class office.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Maury looked in his direction, then turned back to the girl just as the taxi came up into place. With the chaotic idea of borrowing ten dollars, Anthony began to run as fast as he could across Madison Avenue and along Forty-third Street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't tell me about it!\" Amory almost shrieked. \"Don't say a word; I'm tired and pepped out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's the whole thing,\" he asserted. \"It's the one dividing line between good and evil. I've never met a man who led a rotten life and didn't have a weak will.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All night in the Pullman it was very cold. She rang for the porter to ask for another blanket, and when he couldn't give her one she tried vainly, by squeezing down into the bottom of her berth and doubling back the bedclothes, to snatch a few hours' sleep. She wanted to look her best in the morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wild, of course. Every one's been sitting and arguing and swearing and getting mad and getting sentimental and getting brutal. It's the same at all the clubs; I've been the rounds. They get one of the radicals in the corner and fire questions at him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He made engagements with her several times for lunch and tea--the former were hurried and, to him at least, rather unsatisfactory occasions, for she was sleepy-eyed and casual, incapable of concentrating upon anything or of giving consecutive attention to his remarks. When after two of these sallow meals he accused her of tendering him the skin and bones of the day she laughed and gave him a tea-time three days off. This was infinitely more satisfactory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm sorry; that sounded worse than I meant it. You see I always think of people as feline or canine, irrespective of sex.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you mean to say we've got only six hundred dollars coming in every month?\" A subdued note crept into her voice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's your panacea, isn't it?\" she cried. \"Oh, you're just an old hypocrite, too. Thousands of scowling priests keeping the degenerate Italians and illiterate Irish repentant with gabble-gabble about the sixth and ninth commandments. It's just all cloaks, sentiment and spiritual rouge and panaceas. I'll tell you there is no God, not even a definite abstract goodness; so it's all got to be worked out for the individual by the individual here in high white foreheads like mine, and you're too much the prig to admit it.\" She let go her reins and shook her little fists at the stars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was the bulky doorman speaking. A town car had stopped at the curb and its occupants had disembarked--that is, two of the women were standing on the dashboard, waiting in offended delicacy until this obscene obstacle should be removed from their path.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't know. Seems to me you put me to bed. What day is it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had. She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker. (I've heard it said that Daisy's murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Where?\" cried Sloane. \"We'll have him thrown out!\" He rose to his feet and swayed back and forth, clinging to his chair. \"Where is he?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How do you mean? You've always said there was room for more than one wholesale hardware house in town.\" Her voice expressed some alarm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With an accompaniment of ironic laughter Anthony told Gloria the story of his commercial adventure. But she listened without amusement.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But the rest offended her--and inarguably because it wasn't a gesture but an emotion. She was appalled by West Egg, this unprecedented \"place\" that Broadway had begotten upon a Long Island fishing village--appalled by its raw vigour that chafed under the old euphemisms and by the too obtrusive fate that herded its inhabitants along a shortcut from nothing to nothing. She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lot of pep, though,\" he insisted. \"I wouldn't have gone to Yale for a million.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right,\" broke in Tom quickly, \"I'm perfectly willing to go to town. Come on--we're all going to town.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Clark was dark and lean, and when on foot was rather inclined to stoop. His eyes were ominous and his expression somewhat petulant except when startlingly illuminated by one of his frequent smiles. Clark had \"a income\"--just enough to keep himself in ease and his car in gasolene--and he had spent the two years since he graduated from Georgia Tech in dozing round the lazy streets of his home town, discussing how he could best invest his capital for an immediate fortune.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" interrupted Marcia emphatically. \"And you're a sweet boy. Come here and kiss me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"... Think you've got the best name I've heard,\" she was saying, still apparently to herself; her glance rested on him a moment and then flitted past him--to the Italian bracket-lamps clinging like luminous yellow turtles at intervals along the walls, to the books row upon row, then to her cousin on the other side. \"Anthony Patch. Only you ought to look sort of like a horse, with a long narrow face--and you ought to be in tatters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And so I turned, canny for my years, from the professors to the poets, listening--to the lyric tenor of Swinburne and the tenor robusto of Shelley, to Shakespeare with his first bass and his fine range, to Tennyson with his second bass and his occasional falsetto, to Milton and Marlow, bassos profundo. I gave ear to Browning chatting, Byron declaiming, and Wordsworth droning. This, at least, did me no harm. I learned a little of beauty--enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth--and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One poem they read over and over; Swinburne's \"Triumph of Time,\" and four lines of it rang in his memory afterward on warm nights when he saw the fireflies among dusky tree trunks and heard the low drone of many frogs. Then Eleanor seemed to come out of the night and stand by him, and he heard her throaty voice, with its tone of a fleecy-headed drum, repeating:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: (A little annoyed) Run along, little girl! Who are you engaged to, the iceman? the man that keeps the candy-store?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She walked close to Gatsby, touching his coat with her hand. Jordan and Tom and I got into the front seat of Gatsby's car, Tom pushed the unfamiliar gears tentatively, and we shot off into the oppressive heat, leaving them out of sight behind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This had begun the change--not so much in her actual habits, for she danced, and had as many \"dates\" as ever--but they were dates in a different spirit. Previously it had been a sort of pride, a matter of her own vainglory. She had been, probably, the most celebrated and sought-after young beauty in the country. Gloria Gilbert of Kansas City! She had fed on it ruthlessly--enjoying the crowds around her, the manner in which the most desirable men singled her out; enjoying the fierce jealousy of other girls; enjoying the fabulous, not to say scandalous, and, her mother was glad to say, entirely unfounded rumors about her--for instance, that she had gone in the Yale swimming-pool one night in a chiffon evening dress.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Saturday ended, generally, in a glamourous confusion--it proving often necessary to assist a muddled guest to bed. Sunday brought the New York papers and a quiet morning of recuperating on the porch--and Sunday afternoon meant good-by to the one or two guests who must return to the city, and a great revival of drinking among the one or two who remained until next day, concluding in a convivial if not hilarious evening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"In my countree,\" Anthony recognized his invariable preface, \"all time--peoples--eat rice--because haven't got. Cannot eat what no have got.\" Had his nationality not been desperately apparent one would have thought he had acquired his knowledge of his native land from American primary-school geographies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When the regiment reached Camp Mills, Long Island, Anthony's single idea was to get into the city and see Gloria as soon as possible. It was now evident that an armistice would be signed within the week, but rumor had it that in any case troops would continue to be shipped to France until the last moment. Anthony was appalled at the notion of the long voyage, of a tedious debarkation at a French port, and of being kept abroad for a year, possibly, to replace the troops who had seen actual fighting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I looked around. Most of the remaining women were now having fights with men said to be their husbands. Even Jordan's party, the quartet from East Egg, were rent asunder by dissension. One of the men was talking with curious intensity to a young actress, and his wife, after attempting to laugh at the situation in a dignified and indifferent way, broke down entirely and resorted to flank attacks--at intervals she appeared suddenly at his side like an angry diamond, and hissed: \"You promised!\" into his ear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They drifted up the stairs and Myra led the way into the little den of his dreams, where a cosy fire was burning before a big sink-down couch. A few years later this was to be a great stage for Amory, a cradle for many an emotional crisis. Now they talked for a moment about bobbing parties.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Nevertheless, though, as the days passed, the glory of her hair dimmed perceptibly for him and in a year of separation might have departed completely, the six weeks held many abominable days. He dreaded the sight of Dick and Maury, imagining wildly that they knew all--but when the three met it was Richard Caramel and not Anthony who was the centre of attention; \"The Demon Lover\" had been accepted for immediate publication. Anthony felt that from now on he moved apart. He no longer craved the warmth and security of Maury's society which had cheered him no further back than November. Only Gloria could give that now and no one else ever again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a girl in a red neglige, silk surely, drying her hair by the still hot sun of late afternoon. His whistle died upon the stiff air of the room; he walked cautiously another step nearer the window with a sudden impression that she was beautiful. Sitting on the stone parapet beside her was a cushion the same color as her garment and she was leaning both arms upon it as she looked down into the sunny areaway, where Anthony could hear children playing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm going to drain the pool today, Mr. Gatsby. Leaves'll start falling pretty soon, and then there's always trouble with the pipes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I had been actually invited. A chauffeur in a uniform of robin's-egg blue crossed my lawn early that Saturday morning with a surprisingly formal note from his employer: the honour would be entirely Gatsby's, it said, if I would attend his \"little party\" that night. He had seen me several times, and had intended to call on me long before, but a peculiar combination of circumstances had prevented it--signed Jay Gatsby, in a majestic hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Go on!\" He started. \"Why, my God! they used to go there by the hundreds.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The night mist fell. From the moon it rolled, clustered about the spires and towers, and then settled below them, so that the dreaming peaks were still in lofty aspiration toward the sky. Figures that dotted the day like ants now brushed along as shadowy ghosts, in and out of the foreground. The Gothic halls and cloisters were infinitely more mysterious as they loomed suddenly out of the darkness, outlined each by myriad faint squares of yellow light. Indefinitely from somewhere a bell boomed the quarter-hour, and Amory, pausing by the sun-dial, stretched himself out full length on the damp grass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Have you got a church you go to sometimes, George? Maybe even if you haven't been there for a long time? Maybe I could call up the church and get a priest to come over and he could talk to you, see?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: No, I haven't, Unc--I mean Fred. Fred was--I mean Unc was a great old fellow, wasn't he?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "October of his second and last year at St. Regis' was a high point in Amory's memory. The game with Groton was played from three of a snappy, exhilarating afternoon far into the crisp autumnal twilight, and Amory at quarter-back, exhorting in wild despair, making impossible tackles, calling signals in a voice that had diminished to a hoarse, furious whisper, yet found time to revel in the blood-stained bandage around his head, and the straining, glorious heroism of plunging, crashing bodies and aching limbs. For those minutes courage flowed like wine out of the November dusk, and he was the eternal hero, one with the sea-rover on the prow of a Norse galley, one with Roland and Horatius, Sir Nigel and Ted Coy, scraped and stripped into trim and then flung by his own will into the breach, beating back the tide, hearing from afar the thunder of cheers... finally bruised and weary, but still elusive, circling an end, twisting, changing pace, straight-arming... falling behind the Groton goal with two men on his legs, in the only touchdown of the game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The 'woman of thirty' sort of thing. I wasn't thirty, and I didn't think I--looked thirty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a moment of silence. The telephone book slipped from its nail and splashed to the floor, whereupon Jordan whispered, \"Excuse me\"--but this time no one laughed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As he rocked down the aisle with his barrack-bag slung at his shoulder like a monstrous blue sausage, he saw no vacant seats, but after a moment his eye fell on a single space at present occupied by the feet of a short swarthy Sicilian, who, with his hat drawn over his eyes, hunched defiantly in the corner. As Anthony stopped beside him he stared up with a scowl, evidently intended to be intimidating; he must have adopted it as a defense against this entire gigantic equation. At Anthony's sharp \"That seat taken?\" he very slowly lifted the feet as though they were a breakable package, and placed them with some care upon the floor. His eyes remained on Anthony, who meanwhile sat down and unbuttoned the uniform coat issued him at Camp Upton the day before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're acting like a little boy,\" I broke out impatiently. \"Not only that, but you're rude. Daisy's sitting in there all alone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't want to if it bores you. I mean you needn't do it as a favor.\" The words tumbled out in haste, and though he tried to keep his face casual it screwed up uncertainly. Anthony was compelled to protest: \"Bore me? I should say not!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A.--I don't know what I'll do--nor have I much curiosity. To-morrow I'm going to leave New York for good. It's a bad town unless you're on top of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A Scroll and Keys man at Yale, he possessed the correct reticences of a \"good egg,\" the correct notions of chivalry and noblesse oblige--and, of course but unfortunately, the correct biases and the correct lack of ideas--all those traits which Anthony had taught her to despise, but which, nevertheless, she rather admired. Unlike the majority of his type, she found that he was not a bore. He was handsome, witty in a light way, and when she was with him she felt that because of some quality he possessed--call it stupidity, loyalty, sentimentality, or something not quite as definite as any of the three--he would have done anything in his power to please her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Five days!--A dancing platform was being erected on the lawn at Tarrytown. Four days!--A special train was chartered to convey the guests to and from New York. Three days!----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And it was from Cody that he inherited money--a legacy of twenty-five thousand dollars. He didn't get it. He never understood the legal device that was used against him, but what remained of the millions went intact to Ella Kaye. He was left with his singularly appropriate education; the vague contour of Jay Gatsby had filled out to the substantiality of a man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The distinction between \"good\" and \"bad,\" ordered early and summarily out of both their lives, had been reinstated in another form. Gloria insisted that any one invited to the gray house must be \"good,\" which, in the case of a girl, meant that she must be either simple and reproachless or, if otherwise, must possess a certain solidity and strength. Always intensely sceptical of her sex, her judgments were now concerned with the question of whether women were or were not clean. By uncleanliness she meant a variety of things, a lack of pride, a slackness in fibre and, most of all, the unmistakable aura of promiscuity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Is it?\" She appeared uninterested. It was almost as though she were looking at some one else.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lastly there was Mrs. Bellamy, whom Sally Carrol detested. The first day's impression of an egg had been confirmed--an egg with a cracked, veiny voice and such an ungracious dumpiness of carriage that Sally Carrol felt that if she once fell she would surely scramble. In addition, Mrs. Bellamy seemed to typify the town in being innately hostile to strangers. She called Sally Carrol \"Sally,\" and could not be persuaded that the double name was anything more than a tedious ridiculous nickname. To Sally Carrol this shortening of her name was presenting her to the public half clothed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He could not sleep, so he turned on his reading-lamp and, taking down the \"Kreutzer Sonata,\" searched it carefully for the germs of Burne's enthusiasm. Being Burne was suddenly so much realler than being clever. Yet he sighed... here were other possible clay feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In person RICHARD CARAMEL is short and fair--he is to be bald at thirty-five. He has yellowish eyes--one of them startlingly clear, the other opaque as a muddy pool--and a bulging brow like a funny-paper baby. He bulges in other places--his paunch bulges, prophetically, his words have an air of bulging from his mouth, even his dinner coat pockets bulge, as though from contamination, with a dog-eared collection of time-tables, programmes, and miscellaneous scraps--on these he takes his notes with great screwings up of his unmatched yellow eyes and motions of silence with his disengaged left hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, you read 'em every night long after I'm asleep. And you're getting all stooped over like you were before we were married.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Again she repressed a faint laugh and, then in an instant the weight on her heart suddenly diffused into cold fear. . . . It was that candle on the altar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But it was too late to talk to him that way. In his mind was but one idea--that Gloria was being selfish, that she was always being selfish and would continue to be unless here and now he asserted himself as her master. This was the occasion of all occasions, since for a whim she had deprived him of a pleasure. His determination solidified, approached momentarily a dull and sullen hate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wilson? He thinks she goes to see her sister in New York. He's so dumb he doesn't know he's alive.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's all the same to me,\" she said, shrugging her shoulders. \"'Tisn't my yacht. I don't mind going for a coupla hours' cruise. I'll even lend you that book so you'll have something to read on the revenue boat that takes you up to Sing-Sing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I had to see you,\" he began wildly; \"your note played the devil with me. Did Harold frighten you into this?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wait a minute,\" he interrupted. \"I've got something to say. It's this: in six weeks I'll be eighteen years old. When I'm eighteen years old I'm coming up to New York to see you. Is there some place in New York where we can go and not have a lot of people in the room?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Despising himself, he found that he was walking down the tenth-floor corridor a subservient foot behind her; was in the sitting room while she disappeared to shed her furs. Something had gone wrong--in his own eyes he had lost a shred of dignity; in an unpremeditated yet significant encounter he had been completely defeated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll go East--to a big city--meet people--bigger people--people who'll help me. Interesting work somewhere. My God, there must be.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The switchboard squawked abominably and Gloria waited while he ministered to the telephone. She sickened as the elevator groaned its way up--the floors passed like the slow lapse of centuries, each one ominous, accusing, significant. The letter, a white leprous spot, lay upon the dirty tiles of the hall....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" answered Tom, puzzled. \"Why should I have? Oh, yes--there may be one in Alec's room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a random shot, and yet the reporter's instinct was right. Gatsby's notoriety, spread about by the hundreds who had accepted his hospitality and so become authorities upon his past, had increased all summer until he fell just short of being news. Contemporary legends such as the \"underground pipeline to Canada\" attached themselves to him, and there was one persistent story that he didn't live in a house at all, but in a boat that looked like a house and was moved secretly up and down the Long Island shore. Just why these inventions were a source of satisfaction to James Gatz of North Dakota, isn't easy to say.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A great, seething ant-hill was the Triangle Club. It gave a musical comedy every year, travelling with cast, chorus, orchestra, and scenery all through Christmas vacation. The play and music were the work of undergraduates, and the club itself was the most influential of institutions, over three hundred men competing for it every year.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And what we leave here is more than this class; it's the whole heritage of youth. We're just one generation--we're breaking all the links that seemed to bind us here to top-booted and high-stocked generations. We've walked arm and arm with Burr and Light-Horse Harry Lee through half these deep-blue nights.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The master's body?\" roared the butler into the mouthpiece. \"I'm sorry, madame, but we can't furnish it--it's far too hot to touch this noon!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After his decision a gradual improvement was manifest. He had taken at least a step in the direction to which hope pointed, and he realized that the less he brooded upon her the better he would be able to give the desired impression when they met.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The soup came up from the kitchen--but simultaneously the orchestra leader came up from the bar, where he had absorbed the tone color inherent in a seidel of beer. So the soup was left to cool during the delivery of a ballad entitled \"Everything's at Home Except Your Wife.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At the corner she and her companion visibly slackened their pace--he must make his choice between joining them and passing obliviously by. He passed, hesitated, then slowed down. In a moment the pair were abreast of him again, dissolved in laughter now--not such strident mirth as he would have expected in the North from actresses in this familiar comedy, but a soft, low rippling, like the overflow from some subtle joke, into which he had inadvertently blundered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I took dinner usually at the Yale Club--for some reason it was the gloomiest event of my day--and then I went upstairs to the library and studied investments and securities for a conscientious hour. There were generally a few rioters around, but they never came into the library, so it was a good place to work. After that, if the night was mellow, I strolled down Madison Avenue past the old Murray Hill Hotel, and over 33rd Street to the Pennsylvania Station.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right, men, smoke if you want to! My mistake, men! It's all right, men! Go on and smoke--my mistake!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Very well, thanks.... See here, Mr. Patch, I've got a party up-stairs. They'll think it's rude if I stay away too long. What was it you wanted to see me about?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He turned in at the apartment house on Forty-ninth Street, and a few minutes later they were in a large new room with an open fireplace and four walls lined with books. A colored butler served them gin rickeys, and an hour vanished politely with the mellow shortening of their drinks and the glow of a light mid-autumn fire.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, my darling,\" she begged him, \"don't cry! Oh, don't cry!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ah, poke him one, the dirty cheap skate. If he wasn't a bum they wouldn'ta throwed him out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(Her mother leaves. ROSALIND goes to the glass where she gazes at herself with great satisfaction. She kisses her hand and touches her mirrored mouth with it. Then she turns out the lights and leaves the room. Silence for a moment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THE VOICE: Not half as vulgar as it is. You will be known during your fifteen years as a ragtime kid, a flapper, a jazz-baby, and a baby vamp. You will dance new dances neither more nor less gracefully than you danced the old ones.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory called a greeting and descending a flight of wooden steps approached the car. He and Alec had been meeting intermittently, but the barrier of Rosalind lay always between them. He was sorry for this; he hated to lose Alec.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, very seldom.\" He omitted to add that the Plaza bar had, until lately, been his favorite.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What am I supposed to do? Chase you all over the country? Live on your money?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For an instant Gloria thought the officers were being dismissed. Then she understood, and, understanding, got to her feet as casually as she was able.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At five she was still awake. A mysterious grinding noise that went on every morning across the areaway told her the hour. She heard an alarm clock ring, and saw a light make a yellow square on an illusory blank wall opposite. With the half-formed resolution of following him South immediately, her sorrow grew remote and unreal, and moved off from her as the dark moved westward. She fell asleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's just a crazy old thing,\" she said. \"I just slip it on sometimes when I don't care what I look like.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want some one stupid. Oh, send some one stupid!\" This to the black fence opposite him, in whose shadows the footsteps shuffled ... shuffled. He supposed \"stupid\" and \"good\" had become somehow intermingled through previous association. When he called thus it was not an act of will at all--will had turned him away from the moving figure in the street; it was almost instinct that called, just the pile on pile of inherent tradition or some wild prayer from way over the night. Then something clanged like a low gong struck at a distance, and before his eyes a face flashed over the two feet, a face pale and distorted with a sort of infinite evil that twisted it like flame in the wind; but he knew, for the half instant that the gong tanged and hummed, that it was the face of Dick Humbird.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This was bad, Geraldine, and as the Chevalier, save for this one weakness, this exceeding susceptibility, was a man of penetration, he decided that he would rescue himself once and for all from these drains upon him. With this purpose he went to a very famous monastery in Champagne called--well, anachronistically known as St. Voltaire's. It was the rule at St. Voltaire's that no monk could descend to the ground story of the monastery so long as he lived, but should exist engaged in prayer and contemplation in one of the four towers, which were called after the four commandments of the monastery rule: Poverty, Chastity, Obedience, and Silence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "--Came a voice now after many hours. Anthony disregarded it, as sleep closed over him, folded down upon him, crept up into the byways of his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why--this question of a job.\" (\"This question of a job\" seemed somehow more clothed than just \"a job.\")", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The track curved and now it was going away from the sun, which, as it sank lower, seemed to spread itself in benediction over the vanishing city where she had drawn her breath. He stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast now for his blurred eyes and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"In two days we landed a job at Divinerries', and I learned to shimmy from a kid at the Palais Royal. We stayed at Divinerries' six months until one night Peter Boyce Wendell, the columnist, ate his milk-toast there. Next morning a poem about Marvellous Marcia came out in his newspaper, and within two days I had three vaudeville offers and a chance at the Midnight Frolic. I wrote Wendell a thank-you letter, and he printed it in his column--said that the style was like Carlyle's, only more rugged and that I ought to quit dancing and do North American literature. This got me a coupla more vaudeville offers and a chance as an ingenue in a regular show.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was another silence and Lois saw that her brother's eyes wore a far-away look, that he was staring unseeingly out over the sunny fields. She was stirred by the modulations of his voice and the sudden silence that seemed to flow about him when he finished speaking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY:(To MAURY) On the contrary, I'd feel that it being a meaningless world, why write? The very attempt to give it purpose is purposeless.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why? But I want to know just why it's impossible for an American to be gracefully idle\"--his words gathered conviction--\"it astonishes me. It--it--I don't understand why people think that every young man ought to go down-town and work ten hours a day for the best twenty years of his life at dull, unimaginative work, certainly not altruistic work.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He lay for a moment and wondered idly whether they'd send up a bottle or just two of those little glass containers. Then, with an effort, he struggled out of bed and ambled into the bathroom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a short interval a head waiter appeared, bearing a card on which were charted the table reservations. He darted a cynical look at Anthony--which, however, failed of its target. Together they bent over the cardboard and found the table without difficulty--a party of eight, Mr. Black's own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I raised him up out of nothing, right out of the gutter. I saw right away he was a fine-appearing, gentlemanly young man, and when he told me he was at Oggsford I knew I could use him good. I got him to join the American Legion and he used to stand high there. Right off he did some work for a client of mine up to Albany. We were so thick like that in everything\"--he held up two bulbous fingers--\"always together.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His companions numbered now a curious dozen. Several of them he had met in a place called \"Sammy's,\" on Forty-third Street, where, if one knocked on the door and were favorably passed on from behind a grating, one could sit around a great round table drinking fairly good whiskey. It was here that he encountered a man named Parker Allison, who had been exactly the wrong sort of rounder at Harvard, and who was running through a large \"yeast\" fortune as rapidly as possible. Parker Allison's notion of distinction consisted in driving a noisy red-and-yellow racing-car up Broadway with two glittering, hard-eyed girls beside him. He was the sort who dined with two girls rather than with one--his imagination was almost incapable of sustaining a dialogue.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Awful!\" she remarked with a cool laugh, though her heart was bumping tumultuously. \"Terrible, wasn't it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"June 7th.--Moral question: Was it wrong to make Bloeckman love me? Because I did really make him. He was almost sweetly sad to-night. How opportune it was that my throat is swollen plunk together and tears were easy to muster. But he's just the past--buried already in my plentiful lavender.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her anger subsided and a great wave of weariness and pity for him rolled over her. After all, it was his trouble, too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'm a Philadelphian. Imported from Harvard to teach French. But I've been here ten years.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Your salary won't be much. You'll start by learning the stock. Then you'll come in the office for a while. Then you'll go on the road. When could you begin?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As a matter of fact his plans were of the vaguest. He had found that with a mind like his, lucrative in intelligence, intuition, and lightning decision, it was best to have but the skeleton of a campaign. The machine-gun episode had taught him that. And he was afraid that a method preconceived would give him two points of view in a crisis--and two points of view meant wavering.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony applauded her. He was tremendously proud of Gloria, proud that she never failed to eclipse whatever other women might be in the party, proud that men were always glad to revel with her in great rowdy groups, without any attempt to do more than enjoy her beauty and the warmth of her vitality.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Silence for a moment. Isabelle was quite stirred; she wound her handkerchief into a tight ball, and by the faint light that streamed over her, dropped it deliberately on the floor. Their hands touched for an instant, but neither spoke. Silences were becoming more frequent and more delicious. Outside another stray couple had come up and were experimenting on the piano in the next room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The story of the summarily interrupted revel in Marietta had, of course, leaked out in detail--\"Muriel doesn't mean to tell every one she knows,\" said Gloria to Anthony, \"but she thinks every one she tells is the only one she's going to tell\"--and, diaphanously veiled, the tale had been given a conspicuous place in Town Tattle. When the terms of Adam Patch's will were made public and the newspapers printed items concerning Anthony's suit, the story was beautifully rounded out--to Anthony's infinite disparagement. They began to hear rumors about themselves from all quarters, rumors founded usually on a soupcon of truth, but overlaid with preposterous and sinister detail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're really humble at heart. You sink to the third hell of depression when you think you've been slighted. In fact, you haven't much self-respect.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Why could he never get more than a couplet at a time? Now he needed something to rhyme with:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Young Parke's in trouble,\" he said rapidly. \"They picked him up when he handed the bonds over the counter. They got a circular from New York giving 'em the numbers just five minutes before. What d'you know about that, hey? You never can tell in these hick towns--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But brilliant people don't settle down in business--or do they? Or what do they do? Or what becomes of everybody you used to know and have so much in common with?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course you never look. You stand in the middle of the floor and before he knows what you're going to do make a sudden leap for the bed--never walk near the bed; to a ghost your ankle is your most vulnerable part--once in bed, you're safe; he may lie around under the bed all night, but you're safe as daylight. If you still have doubts pull the blanket over your head.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead,\" he suggested. \"After that my own rule is to let everything alone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Marcia received three hundred dollars an instalment for the serial publication, which came at an opportune time, for though Horace's monthly salary at the Hippodrome was now more than Marcia's had ever been, young Marcia was emitting shrill cries which they interpreted as a demand for country air. So early April found them installed in a bungalow in Westchester County, with a place for a lawn, a place for a garage, and a place for everything, including a sound-proof impregnable study, in which Marcia faithfully promised Mr. Jordan she would shut herself up when her daughter's demands began to be abated, and compose immortally illiterate literature.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, do you like Europe?\" she exclaimed surprisingly. \"I just got back from Monte Carlo.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then his ears caught a louder sound from somewhere along the corridor outside. It was a mumbling of men's voices and a repeated muffled rapping. Amory threw off the blankets and moved close to the bathroom door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With this his mind drifted off into one of its characteristic day-dreams.... In this dream he discovered that the metre was going too fast--the driver had dishonestly adjusted it. Calmly he reached his destination and then nonchalantly handed the man what he justly owed him. The man showed fight, but almost before his hands were up Anthony had knocked him down with one terrific blow. And when he rose Anthony quickly sidestepped and floored him definitely with a crack in the temple.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Clark, I don't know. I'm not sure what I'll do, but--well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Boss me? You bet he won't. I open those windows, I guess, but the darn fool won't take turns shuttin' 'em in the morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"--You see,\" she added, \"it isn't that I'm afraid--of this or anything else. I'm being true to me, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm not claiming I'm right, mind you,\" he assured the infinitely-of-the-hotel steel-engraving which smirked respectably back at him. \"I'm saying nothing that I'd want Gloria to know. But I think Mad Anthony is interested--tremendously so. He talks about her constantly. In any one else that'd be a bad sign.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Richard Caramel listened. At first he had remained standing, but as his aunt's discourse waxed in content--it stands here pruned by half, of all side references to the youth of Gloria's soul and to Mrs. Gilbert's own mental distresses--he drew a chair up and attended rigorously as she floated, between tears and plaintive helplessness, down the long story of Gloria's life. When she came to the tale of this last year, a tale of the ends of cigarettes left all over New York in little trays marked \"Midnight Frolic\" and \"Justine Johnson's Little Club,\" he began nodding his head slowly, then faster and faster, until, as she finished on a staccato note, it was bobbing briskly up and down, absurdly like a doll's wired head, expressing--almost anything.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She'll be down. Come round here on the side-porch. Like a drink? Gloria's always in the tub--good third of every day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How do you do?\" She spoke in the conventional American lady-lady language. \"Well, I'm awfully glad to see you--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SHE: Hush! Please don't fall in love with my mouth--hair, eyes, shoulders, slippers--but not my mouth. Everybody falls in love with my mouth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As in most families whose fortunes have gone down rather than up, she and Harold had drifted into a colorless antagonism. In repose they looked at each other with the toleration they might have felt for broken old chairs; Evylyn worried a little when he was sick and did her best to be cheerful under the wearying depression of living with a disappointed man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know it,\" said Amory nodding sadly. \"It doesn't matter any more though. I think these people are going to come and take what they want pretty soon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It had been a tropical day, and even into late twilight the heat-waves emanating from the dry road were quivering faintly like undulating panes of isinglass. The sky was cloudless, but far beyond the woods in the direction of the Sound a faint and persistent rolling had commenced. When Tana announced dinner the men, at a word from Gloria, remained coatless and went inside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I insisted on paying the check. As the waiter brought my change I caught sight of Tom Buchanan across the crowded room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Huh! Seems to me I've heard that before. This morning you weren't going to touch another thing to drink until you'd gotten a position. And you didn't even have the spunk to go to Mr. Haight when he sent for you about the suit.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, it's a fine book, and everybody ought to read it. The idea is if we don't look out the white race will be--will be utterly submerged. It's all scientific stuff; it's been proved.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After many weeks it came gradually out into the light, to be laughed and joked at. They made a tradition to fit over it--whenever that overpowering terror of the night attacked Anthony, she would put her arms about him and croon, soft as a song:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's take a taxi and ride around a bit!\" he suggested, without looking at her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I like to hear you talk that way,\" said Anthony with a touch of his old patronizing insolence. \"I was afraid you'd gotten a bit idiotic over your work. Read the damnedest interview you gave out----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The growth of intimacy is like that. First one gives off his best picture, the bright and finished product mended with bluff and falsehood and humor. Then more details are required and one paints a second portrait, and a third--before long the best lines cancel out--and the secret is exposed at last; the planes of the pictures have intermingled and given us away, and though we paint and paint we can no longer sell a picture. We must be satisfied with hoping that such fatuous accounts of ourselves as we make to our wives and children and business associates are accepted as true.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hm!\" repeated Horace, and then after a pause: \"Where does the play go from here?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With her his imagination ran riot and that is why they rode to the highest hill and watched an evil moon ride high, for they knew then that they could see the devil in each other. But Eleanor--did Amory dream her? Afterward their ghosts played, yet both of them hoped from their souls never to meet. Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind? She will have no other adventure like Amory, and if she reads this she will say:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You've been drinking,\" she said shortly, and then added qualitatively, \"a little. You know I loathe the smell of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After she had walked with Muriel to the door, Gloria came back into the room, turned out the lamp, and leaning her elbows on the window sill looked out at Palisades Park, where the brilliant revolving circle of the Ferris wheel was like a trembling mirror catching the yellow reflection of the moon. The street was quiet now; the children had gone in--over the way she could see a family at dinner. Pointlessly, ridiculously, they rose and walked about the table; seen thus, all that they did appeared incongruous--it was as though they were being jiggled carelessly and to no purpose by invisible overhead wires.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He looked at me sideways--and I knew why Jordan Baker had believed he was lying. He hurried the phrase \"educated at Oxford,\" or swallowed it, or choked on it, as though it had bothered him before. And with this doubt, his whole statement fell to pieces, and I wondered if there wasn't something a little sinister about him, after all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony, walking along Forty-second Street one afternoon under a steel-gray sky, ran unexpectedly into Richard Caramel emerging from the Manhattan Hotel barber shop. It was a cold day, the first definitely cold day, and Caramel had on one of those knee-length, sheep-lined coats long worn by the working men of the Middle West, that were just coming into fashionable approval. His soft hat was of a discreet dark brown, and from under it his clear eye flamed like a topaz. He stopped Anthony enthusiastically, slapping him on the arms more from a desire to keep himself warm than from playfulness, and, after his inevitable hand shake, exploded into sound.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His Eminence Cardinal O'Neill and the Bishop of Boston are staying with me at present, so it is hard for me to get a moment to write, but I wish you would come up here later if only for a week-end. I go to Washington this week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He did! In this manner. He was an Irishman, Geraldine, a semi-fictional Irishman--the wild sort with a genteel brogue and 'reddish hair.' He was exiled from Erin in the late days of chivalry and, of course, crossed over to France. Now the Chevalier O'Keefe, Geraldine, had, like me, one weakness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Did I?\" She looked at me. \"I can't seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I'm sure we did. It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was the last day of November, cool and crackling outside, with a lustreless sun peering bleakly in at the windows. While they waited for the call, ostensibly engaged in reading, the atmosphere, within and without, seemed pervaded with a deliberate rendition of the pathetic fallacy. After an interminable while, the bell jingled, and Anthony, starting violently, took up the receiver.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony!\" she called over the banister one afternoon a week later, \"there's some one at the door.\" Anthony, who had been lolling in the hammock on the sun-speckled south porch, strolled around to the front of the house. A foreign car, large and impressive, crouched like an immense and saturnine bug at the foot of the path. A man in a soft pongee suit, with cap to match, hailed him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was ten o'clock. The Sunday Times, scattered about his feet, proclaimed by rotogravure and editorial, by social revelation and sporting sheet, that the world had been tremendously engrossed during the past week in the business of moving toward some splendid if somewhat indeterminate goal. For his part Anthony had been once to his grandfather's, twice to his broker's, and three times to his tailor's--and in the last hour of the week's last day he had kissed a very beautiful and charming girl.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All in all a room to conjure with--it was easy to see that Anthony dressed there, arranged his immaculate hair there, in fact did everything but sleep and eat there. It was his pride, this bathroom. He felt that if he had a love he would have hung her picture just facing the tub so that, lost in the soothing steamings of the hot water, he might lie and look up at her and muse warmly and sensuously on her beauty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the stunned pause that followed this astounding remark, Anthony choked suddenly on an oyster and hurried his napkin to his face. Rachael and Muriel raised a mild if somewhat surprised laugh, in which Dick and Maury joined, both of them red in the face and restraining uproariousness with the most apparent difficulty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Without a word she turned toward the ticket office; simultaneously he remembered that she had some money with her and that this was not the sort of victory he wanted, the sort he must have. He took a step after her and seized her arm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: (Pausing a moment in growing disconcertion) Why, let's see. I seem to have forgotten exactly. Something about the bees eating the clover.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't sleep on couches,\" he said shortly. \"But I want to talk to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It doesn't seem fair. Life has just sort of scared them at first. Do they all come in so young?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mrs. Gilbert arranged and rearranged a hypothetical house, distributing the gifts among the different rooms, tabulating articles as \"second-best clock\" or \"silver to use every day,\" and embarrassing Anthony and Gloria by semi-facetious references to a room she called the nursery. She was pleased by old Adam's gift and thereafter had it that he was a very ancient soul, \"as much as anything else.\" As Adam Patch never quite decided whether she referred to the advancing senility of his mind or to some private and psychic schema of her own, it cannot be said to have pleased him. Indeed he always spoke of her to Anthony as \"that old woman, the mother,\" as though she were a character in a comedy he had seen staged many times before. Concerning Gloria he was unable to make up his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why--naturally,\" he said \"I've been perfectly sure ever since I first heard tell of her wild career. That'd why I had Babe send up the rocket last night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A last qualification--her vivid, instant personality escaped that conscious, theatrical quality that AMORY had found in ISABELLE. MONSIGNOR DARCY would have been quite up a tree whether to call her a personality or a personage. She was perhaps the delicious, inexpressible, once-in-a-century blend.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I hate the dark,\" Amory objected. \"I didn't use to--except when I was particularly imaginative, but now, I really do--I'm a regular fool about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh,\" she interrupted in vexation, \"you make me tired! Talking as though I were objecting or hindering you!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, suppose we take a plunge in the swimming pool? I haven't made use of it all summer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The fat man was as good as his word. Charlie Paulson arrived next night and put in a wondrous hour watching the prodigy swap through the air in amazing parabolas, and on the night following he brought two age men with him who looked as though they had been born smoking black cigars and talking about money in low, passionate voices. Then on the succeeding Saturday Horace Tarbox's torso made its first professional appearance in a gymnastic exhibition at the Coleman Street Gardens. But though the audience numbered nearly five thousand people, Horace felt no nervousness. From his childhood he had read papers to audiences--learned that trick of detaching himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Take ship for India. I want to be a rajah. I mean it. My idea is to go up into Afghanistan somewhere, buy up a palace and a reputation, and then after about five years appear in England with a foreign accent and a mysterious past. But India first.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sally Carrol sighed voluminously and raised herself with profound inertia from the floor where she had been occupied in alternately destroyed parts of a green apple and painting paper dolls for her younger sister. She approached a mirror, regarded her expression with a pleased and pleasant languor, dabbed two spots of rouge on her lips and a grain of powder on her nose, and covered her bobbed corn-colored hair with a rose-littered sunbonnet. Then she kicked over the painting water, said, \"Oh, damn! \"--but let it lay--and left the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course not,\" she agreed, trying to attach some sort of meaning to his remark--and failing. It was just the sort of thing he would have said had he been trying not to encourage her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now I wonder if any of you men know what a 'Heart Talk' is. A 'Heart Talk' is a little book in which I started, about five years ago, to write down what I had discovered were the principal reasons for a man's failure and the principal reasons for a man's success--from John D. Rockerfeller back to John D. Napoleon (laughter), and before that, back in the days when Abel sold his birthright for a mess of pottage. There are now one hundred of these 'Heart Talks.' Those of you who are sincere, who are interested in our proposition, above all who are dissatisfied with the way things are breaking for you at present will be handed one to take home with you as you go out yonder door this afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ALEC: He's heard a lot about you all. I wish you'd hurry. Father's telling him all about the war and he's restless. He's sort of temperamental.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now see here--\" Merriam, his yarn cut off, made conventional objections, meanwhile provocatively filling his guest's glass with a high-ball that should have been sipped through ten minutes. But at Gloria's annoyed \"We really must!\" Anthony drank it off, got to his feet and made an elaborate bow to his hostess.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, it worries you? Well, if you must probe this stupendous matter to its depths he didn't say he hated you. I simply know he does.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a second he had the door of the other room open and three men entered. There was an immediate flood of electric light and he stood there blinking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll kill him,\" cried Anthony, pitching and straining from side to side. \"Let me kill----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I've been in several things,\" he corrected himself. \"I was in the drug business and then I was in the oil business. But I'm not in either one now.\" He looked at me with more attention. \"Do you mean you've been thinking over what I proposed the other night?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm awful,\" he said sadly. \"I'm diff'runt. I don't know why I make faux pas. 'Cause I don't care, I s'pose.\" Then, recklessly: \"I been smoking too much. I've got t'bacca heart.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sorry, Kaye, but I'm set for this one. I've got to cut in on a fella.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now. To-morrow morning. Going to take a room at the Commodore, get into a hot bath and open a vein.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Though they went to several dinner dances at various country clubs, they decided that the autumn was too nearly over for them to \"go out\" on any scale, even had they been so inclined. He hated golf; Gloria liked it only mildly, and though she enjoyed a violent rush that some undergraduates gave her one night and was glad that Anthony should be proud of her beauty, she also perceived that their hostess for the evening, a Mrs. Granby, was somewhat disquieted by the fact that Anthony's classmate, Alec Granby, joined with enthusiasm in the rush. The Granbys never phoned again, and though Gloria laughed, it piqued her not a little.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Through the damp and uninspiring month of March he was prepared for salesmanship. Lacking enthusiasm he was capable of viewing the turmoil and bustle that surrounded him only as a fruitless circumambient striving toward an incomprehensible goal, tangibly evidenced only by the rival mansions of Mr. Frick and Mr. Carnegie on Fifth Avenue. That these portentous vice-presidents and trustees should be actually the fathers of the \"best men\" he had known at Harvard seemed to him incongruous.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Did you ever hear such perfect ragtime? I just can't make my shoulders behave when I hear that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the spring she began to gather from Anthony's letters--not from any one in particular but from their culminative effect--that he did not want her to come South. Curiously repeated excuses that seemed to haunt him by their very insufficiency occurred with Freudian regularity. He set them down in each letter as though he feared he had forgotten them the last time, as though it were desperately necessary to impress her with them. And the dilutions of his letters with affectionate diminutives began to be mechanical and unspontaneous--almost as though, having completed the letter, he had looked it over and literally stuck them in, like epigrams in an Oscar Wilde play. She jumped to the solution, rejected it, was angry and depressed by turns--finally she shut her mind to it proudly, and allowed an increasing coolness to creep into her end of the correspondence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've never met him. I'll bet, though, that he's stupid or insane.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They all rose and started toward the chute--Harry and Sally Carrol in the lead, her little mitten buried in his big fur gantlet. At the bottom of the chute was a long empty room of ice, with the ceiling so low that they had to stoop--and their hands were parted. Before she realized what he intended Harry had darted down one of the half-dozen glittering passages that opened into the room and was only a vague receding blot against the green shimmer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(She draws his ring from her finger and hands it to him. Their eyes blind again with tears.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The room, shadowed well with awnings, was dark and cool. Daisy and Jordan lay upon an enormous couch, like silver idols weighing down their own white dresses against the singing breeze of the fans.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As the unfortunate upshot of this conversation, they took Dick's advice literally, and two days later went out to Rye, where they wandered around with an irritated real estate agent, like bewildered babes in the wood. They were shown houses at a hundred a month which closely adjoined other houses at a hundred a month; they were shown isolated houses to which they invariably took violent dislikes, though they submitted weakly to the agent's desire that they \"look at that stove--some stove!\" and to a great shaking of doorposts and tapping of walls, intended evidently to show that the house would not immediately collapse, no matter how convincingly it gave that impression. They gazed through windows into interiors furnished either \"commercially\" with slab-like chairs and unyielding settees, or \"home-like\" with the melancholy bric-a-brac of other summers--crossed tennis rackets, fit-form couches, and depressing Gibson girls. With a feeling of guilt they looked at a few really nice houses, aloof, dignified, and cool--at three hundred a month.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Broke his arm and sprained his ankle. He told the story all over Hot Springs, and when his arm healed a man named Barley who liked me fought him and broke it over again. Oh, it was all an awful mess. He threatened to sue Barley, and Barley--he was from Georgia--was seen buying a gun in town. But before that mama had dragged me North again, much against my will, so I never did find out all that happened--though I saw Barley once in the Vanderbilt lobby.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I will,\" he broke out hastily. \"Of course I'm not likely to see anybody, but if I do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony surveyed his grandfather with that tacit amazement which always attended the sight. That this feeble, unintelligent old man was possessed of such power that, yellow journals to the contrary, the men in the republic whose souls he could not have bought directly or indirectly would scarcely have populated White Plains, seemed as impossible to believe as that he had once been a pink-and-white baby.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Those white ones are the Wacouta Club,\" whispered Harry eagerly. \"Those are the men you've met round at dances.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, but what'll Mrs. Deyo think tomorrow night? Bernice, you should have waited until after the Deyo's dance--you should have waited if you wanted to do that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I sat on the front steps with them while they waited for their car. It was dark here in front; only the bright door sent ten square feet of light volleying out into the soft black morning. Sometimes a shadow moved against a dressing-room blind above, gave way to another shadow, an indefinite procession of shadows, who rouged and powdered in an invisible glass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Morning now--theirs to add up the checks cashed here and there in clubs, stores, restaurants. Theirs to air the dank staleness of wine and cigarettes out of the tall blue front room, to pick up the broken glass and brush at the stained fabric of chairs and sofas; to give Bounds suits and dresses for the cleaners; finally, to take their smothery half-feverish bodies and faded depressed spirits out into the chill air of February, that life might go on and Wilson, Hiemer and Hardy obtain the services of a vigorous man at nine next morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good-by!\" shouted Mr. Ferrenby, as the car turned the corner and started up the drive. \"Good luck to you and bad luck to your theories.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, I believe I've heard of it,\" interrupted Marcia, \"but I want to know about this stunt you're doing. It isn't any spectacular suicide, is it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two more strollers caught his eye casually, a man and a girl--then in a horrified instant the girl resolved herself into Gloria. He stood here powerless; they came nearer and Gloria, glancing in, saw him. Her eyes widened and she smiled politely. Her lips moved. She was less than five feet away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were six altogether, six wretched and pitiable efforts to \"write down\" by a man who had never before made a consistent effort to write at all. Not one of them contained a spark of vitality, and their total yield of grace and felicity was less than that of an average newspaper column. During their circulation they collected, all told, thirty-one rejection slips, headstones for the packages that he would find lying like dead bodies at his door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria winced at this uncalled-for use of her first name, and glanced around to see if any one else had noticed it. The word coming so glibly from the lips of a man to whom she had taken an inordinate dislike repelled her. A moment later she noticed that Joe Hull had given Tana another drink, and her anger increased, heightened somewhat from the effects of the alcohol.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At noon Anthony set off at a run for the nearest canteen telephone. As he approached what corresponded to the down-town of the camp, he noticed that many other soldiers were running also, that a man near him had suddenly leaped into the air and clicked his heels together. The tendency to run became general, and from little excited groups here and there came the sounds of cheering. He stopped and listened--over the cold country whistles were blowing and the chimes of the Garden City churches broke suddenly into reverberatory sound.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony tried to remember what he had read lately of Richard Caramel's. There was \"A Shave-tail in France,\" a novel called \"The Land of Strong Men,\" and several dozen short stories, which were even worse. It had become the custom among young and clever reviewers to mention Richard Caramel with a smile of scorn. \"Mr.\" Richard Caramel, they called him. His corpse was dragged obscenely through every literary supplement.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it--I had no sight into Daisy's heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I am afraid that I gave you too much assurance of your inevitable safety, and you must remember that I did that through faith in your springs of effort; not in the silly conviction that you will arrive without struggle. Some nuances of character you will have to take for granted in yourself, though you must be careful in confessing them to others. You are unsentimental, almost incapable of affection, astute without being cunning and vain without being proud. Don't let yourself feel worthless; often through life you will really be at your worst when you seem to think best of yourself; and don't worry about losing your \"personality,\" as you persist in calling it; at fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon, and when you are my age you will give out, as I do, the genial golden warmth of 4 P. M. If you write me letters, please let them be natural ones.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "About halfway between West Egg and New York the motor road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. This is a valley of ashes--a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and, finally, with a transcendent effort, of ash-grey men, who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. Occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak, and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-grey men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud, which screens their obscure operations from your sight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't help that,\" she said quickly. \"The dance to me is only a sort of acrobatic stunt. Lord, it's hard enough to do! I rub liniment into my shoulders for an hour every night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Self-control!\" repeated Tom incredulously. \"I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife. Well, if that's the idea you can count me out... Nowadays people begin by sneering at family life and family institutions, and next they'll throw everything overboard and have intermarriage between black and white.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: One? Outrageous! Here we have a class of 'nineteen ten reunion, and you refuse to be even a little pickled. Come on!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't want just words. If that's all you have for me you'd better go.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So far, the judges of the Appellate Division had failed to hand down a decision, but after another postponement they finally affirmed the decree of the lower court--two justices dissenting. A notice of appeal was served upon Edward Shuttleworth. The case was going to the court of last resort, and they were in for another interminable wait. Six months, perhaps a year. It had grown enormously unreal to them, remote and uncertain as heaven.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The car was at length repaired and with a deliberate vengeance took up where it left off the business of causing infinite dissension. Who should drive? How fast should Gloria go? These two questions and the eternal recriminations involved ran through the days. They motored to the Post-Road towns, Rye, Portchester, and Greenwich, and called on a dozen friends, mostly Gloria's, who all seemed to be in different stages of having babies and in this respect as well as in others bored her to a point of nervous distraction.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dinner was an agony. She had made a hasty attempt with a curling-iron, and burned her finger and much hair. She could see that her aunt was both worried and grieved, and her uncle kept saying, \"Well, I'll be darned!\" over and over in a hurt and faintly hostile torte. And Marjorie sat very quietly, intrenched behind a faint smile, a faintly mocking smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's Maury's voice,\" she cried excitedly. \"If it's Hull with him, keep them away, keep them away!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, of course,\" said Mrs. Gilbert with meticulous carelessness, \"Gloria never makes me her confidante. She's very secretive. Between you and me\"--she bent forward cautiously, obviously determined that only Heaven and her nephew should share her confession--\"between you and me, I'd like to see her settle down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"For God's sake, let's go back! Let's get off of this--this place!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After supper they saw Kaluka to the boardwalk, and then strolled back along the beach to Asbury. The evening sea was a new sensation, for all its color and mellow age was gone, and it seemed the bleak waste that made the Norse sagas sad; Amory thought of Kipling's", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Please don't hurry,\" Gatsby urged them. He had control of himself now, and he wanted to see more of Tom. \"Why don't you--why don't you stay for supper? I wouldn't be surprised if some other people dropped in from New York.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes--in history--not in life. Carlyle would have difficulty getting material for a new chapter on 'The Hero as a Big Man.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was balancing himself on the dashboard of his car with that resourcefulness of movement that is so peculiarly American--that comes, I suppose, with the absence of lifting work in youth and, even more, with the formless grace of our nervous, sporadic games. This quality was continually breaking through his punctilious manner in the shape of restlessness. He was never quite still; there was always a tapping foot somewhere or the impatient opening and closing of a hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You don't understand,\" explained the criminal. \"I wasn't driving. There's another man in the car.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, let's go in,\" she interrupted, \"if you want to analyze. Let's not talk about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"About half the world do,\" she admitted, \"but I think that's a pretty good average, don't you?\" and she turned to find something in Browning that bore on the subject. She was the only person he ever met who could look up passages and quotations to show him in the middle of the conversation, and yet not be irritating to distraction. She did it constantly, with such a serious enthusiasm that he grew fond of watching her golden hair bent over a book, brow wrinkled ever so little at hunting her sentence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Uh! No, I couldn't. It'd come and sit on me again.\" Her voice rose to a cry that hung plaintive on the darkness. \"That thing--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I married him,\" said Myrtle, ambiguously. \"And that's the difference between your case and mine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What if I do? I've heard you and Maury, and every one else for whose intellect I have the slightest respect, agree that life as it appears is utterly meaningless. But it's always seemed to me that if I were unconsciously learning something here it might not be so meaningless.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In October Muriel came out for a two weeks' visit. Gloria had called her on long-distance, and Miss Kane ended the conversation characteristically by saying \"All-ll-ll righty. I'll be there with bells!\" She arrived with a dozen popular songs under her arm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I been think--typewutta--has, oh, many many many many thing. Oh many many many many.\" \"Many keys. I see.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I didn't hear it. I imagined it. A lot of these newly rich people are just big bootleggers, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I'm sure every one has met a man like that, been casually introduced, even made a friend of him, yet felt he was the sort who aroused passionate dislike--expressed by some in the involuntary clinching of fists, and in others by mutterings about \"takin' a poke\" and \"landin' a swift smash in ee eye.\" In the juxtaposition of Samuel Meredith's features this quality was so strong that it influenced his entire life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Give me a second to explain, can't you? just let's leave our stuff with Dick and just pile a couple of suitcases in our car, the one we're going to buy--we'll have to have one in the country anyway--and just start out in the direction of New Haven. You see, as we get out of commuting distance from New York, the rents'll get cheaper, and as soon as we find a house we want we'll just settle down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then she was in the air, and Carlyle involuntarily held his breath. He had not realized that the dive was nearly forty feet. It seemed an eternity before he heard the swift compact sound as she reached the sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why--yes,\" began Anthony. \"You see he was always a sucker for moral reform, and all that--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Close the door....\" Her voice had just stirred so that he half wondered whether she had spoken at all. As he swung the door softly shut, the music seemed quivering just outside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Never before in his life had Amory considered poor people. He thought cynically how completely he was lacking in all human sympathy. O. Henry had found in these people romance, pathos, love, hate--Amory saw only coarseness, physical filth, and stupidity. He made no self-accusations: never any more did he reproach himself for feelings that were natural and sincere. He accepted all his reactions as a part of him, unchangeable, unmoral.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Go on, go on!\" urged Anthony. \"Soon as Dick told me she didn't have a brain in her head I knew she must be pretty good.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Listlessly Anthony dropped into a chair, his mind tired--tired with nothing, tired with everything, with the world's weight he had never chosen to bear. He was ineffectual and vaguely helpless here as he had always been. One of those personalities who, in spite of all their words, are inarticulate, he seemed to have inherited only the vast tradition of human failure--that, and the sense of death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The large room was full of people. One of the girls in yellow was playing the piano, and beside her stood a tall, red-haired young lady from a famous chorus, engaged in song. She had drunk a quantity of champagne, and during the course of her song she had decided, ineptly, that everything was very, very sad--she was not only singing, she was weeping too. Whenever there was a pause in the song she filled it with gasping, broken sobs, and then took up the lyric again in a quavering soprano. The tears coursed down her cheeks--not freely, however, for when they came into contact with her heavily beaded eyelashes they assumed an inky colour, and pursued the rest of their way in slow black rivulets.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got my hands full,\" I said. \"I'm much obliged but I couldn't take on any more work.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'The Life of St. Teresa,'\" read Alec aloud. \"Oh, my gosh!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Burne, recovering his voice, \"St. Matthew attributes it to Christ.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sally Carrol thought of her graveyard. She supposed that that was vaguely what she had meant when she said it didn't depress her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sometimes they would go to church together on Sunday and he would walk beside her and revel in her cheeks moist from the soft water in the new air. She was very devout, always had been, and God knows what heights she attained and what strength she drew down to herself when she knelt and bent her golden hair into the stained-glass light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Most of those reports were a nightmare--grotesque, circumstantial, eager, and untrue. When Michaelis's testimony at the inquest brought to light Wilson's suspicions of his wife I thought the whole tale would shortly be served up in racy pasquinade--but Catherine, who might have said anything, didn't say a word. She showed a surprising amount of character about it too--looked at the coroner with determined eyes under that corrected brow of hers, and swore that her sister had never seen Gatsby, that her sister was completely happy with her husband, that her sister had been into no mischief whatever. She convinced herself of it, and cried into her handkerchief, as if the very suggestion was more than she could endure. So Wilson was reduced to a man \"deranged by grief\" in order that the case might remain in its simplest form.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lois had an idea that this was all going to be rather solemn if she let it be. But she was going to give her very best imitation of undiluted sunshine, the imitation she could give even when her head was splitting or when her mother had a nervous breakdown or when she was particularly romantic and curious and courageous. This brother of hers undoubtedly needed cheering up, and he was going to be cheered up, whether he liked it or not.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was after one o'clock and the hall seemed extraordinarily quiet when Gloria, wide-eyed and sleepless, traversed it and pushed open the door of his room. He had been too befuddled to open the windows and the air was stale and thick with whiskey. She stood for a moment by his bed, a slender, exquisitely graceful figure in her boyish silk pajamas--then with abandon she flung herself upon him, half waking him in the frantic emotion of her embrace, dropping her warm tears upon his throat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Behind Maury Noble's attractive indolence, his irrelevance and his easy mockery, lay a surprising and relentless maturity of purpose. His intention, as he stated it in college, had been to use three years in travel, three years in utter leisure--and then to become immensely rich as quickly as possible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At noon he ran into a crowd in the Biltmore bar, and the riot began again. He had a vague recollection afterward of discussing French poetry with a British officer who was introduced to him as \"Captain Corn, of his Majesty's Foot,\" and he remembered attempting to recite \"Clair de Lune\" at luncheon; then he slept in a big, soft chair until almost five o'clock when another crowd found and woke him; there followed an alcoholic dressing of several temperaments for the ordeal of dinner. They selected theatre tickets at Tyson's for a play that had a four-drink programme--a play with two monotonous voices, with turbid, gloomy scenes, and lighting effects that were hard to follow when his eyes behaved so amazingly. He imagined afterward that it must have been \"The Jest.\"...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If you'll excuse me, Mrs.--\" She had momentarily forgotten the name, but she went right on: \"My little girl's been taken sick. I'll be down when I can.\" She turned and ran quickly up the stairs, retaining a confused picture of rays of cigar smoke and a loud discussion in the centre of the room that seemed to be developing into an argument.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"With just a little piece of ice in the water,\" she added. \"Do you suppose I could have that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She'll see,\" he informed a delegation who arrived in his room to josh him. \"This will be the last game she ever persuades any young innocent to take her to!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Unpleasant facts came to his knowledge. There were \"cave-dwellers\" in the basement who had worked there for ten or fifteen years at sixty dollars a month, rolling barrels and carrying boxes through damp, cement-walled corridors, lost in that echoing half-darkness between seven and five-thirty and, like himself, compelled several times a month to work until nine at night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They made another engagement; in fact, for a month they lunched together two or three times a week. When she was sure that her husband would work late Samuel took her over to New Jersey on the ferry, leaving her always on the tiny front porch, after she had gone in and lit the gas to use the security of his masculine presence outside. This grew to be a ceremony--and it annoyed him. Whenever the comfortable glow fell out through the front windows, that was his conge; yet he never suggested coming in and Marjorie didn't invite him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked at her watch--it was eight o'clock. She had been pleased for a part of the day--the early afternoon--in walking along that Broadway of Harlem, One Hundred and Twenty-fifth Street, with her nostrils alert to many odors, and her mind excited by the extraordinary beauty of some Italian children. It affected her curiously--as Fifth Avenue had affected her once, in the days when, with the placid confidence of beauty, she had known that it was all hers, every shop and all it held, every adult toy glittering in a window, all hers for the asking. Here on One Hundred and Twenty-fifth Street there were Salvation Army bands and spectrum-shawled old ladies on door-steps and sugary, sticky candy in the grimy hands of shiny-haired children--and the late sun striking down on the sides of the tall tenements. All very rich and racy and savory, like a dish by a provident French chef that one could not help enjoying, even though one knew that the ingredients were probably left-overs....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm glad of course,\" he said pensively--\"I mean glad that we're going to have a baby. But this means a lot of expense.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not me, thanks. I don't use it anymore. What're you doing these days, Anthony?\" she asked curiously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At seven-thirty, her cheeks glowing and her high-piled hair gleaming with a suspicion of brilliantine, Evylyn descended the stairs. Mrs. Ahearn, a little woman concealing a slight nervousness under red hair and an extreme Empire gown, greeted her volubly. Evelyn disliked her on the spot, but the husband she rather approved of. He had keen blue eyes and a natural gift of pleasing people that might have made him, socially, had he not so obviously committed the blunder of marrying too early in his career.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The weeks tore by. Amory wandered occasionally to New York on the chance of finding a new shining green auto-bus, that its stick-of-candy glamour might penetrate his disposition. One day he ventured into a stock-company revival of a play whose name was faintly familiar. The curtain rose--he watched casually as a girl entered. A few phrases rang in his ear and touched a faint chord of memory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. I had to follow the sound of it for a moment, up and down, with my ear alone, before any words came through. A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of blue paint across her cheek, and her hand was wet with glistening drops as I took it to help her from the car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If you've got a drag with old Macy, maybe he'll raise you,\" was Charley's disheartening reply. \"But he didn't raise me till I'd been here nearly two years.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"As a matter of fact,\" said Anthony, \"you know nothing at all about it. With me it's simply a matter of pride, and for once Gloria's reasonable enough to agree that we oughtn't go where we're not wanted. And people don't want us. We're too much the ideal bad examples.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had sent her a night-letter saying that he had passed his examinations for an officers' training-camp, and expected to leave for Georgia shortly. She had not answered. He had wired again--when he received no word he imagined that she might be out of town. But it occurred and recurred to him that she was not out of town, and a series of distraught imaginings began to plague him. Supposing Gloria, bored and restless, had found some one, even as he had.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, it isn't that I mind the glittering caste system,\" admitted Amory. \"I like having a bunch of hot cats on top, but gosh, Kerry, I've got to be one of them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll kill you!\" he was muttering in short, broken gasps. \"I'll kill you!\" He seemed to bite at the word as though to force it into materialization. Alarmed at last she made no further movement forward, but meeting his frantic eyes took a step back toward the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you and Princeton! You'd think that was the world, the way you talk! Perhaps you can write better than anybody else on your old Princetonian; maybe the freshmen do think you're important--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I've said all I'm going to say,\" snapped Anthony. \"Come and see us if you like--or don't!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She nodded gravely and put both her hands in his. \"I know,\" she said. \"I know you're my friend, my best friend.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Their third anniversary passed, uncelebrated, unnoticed. The season warmed in thaw, melted into hotter summer, simmered and boiled away. In July the will was offered for probate, and upon the contestation was assigned by the surrogate to trial term for trial. The matter was prolonged into September--there was difficulty in empanelling an unbiassed jury because of the moral sentiments involved. To Anthony's disappointment a verdict was finally returned in favor of the testator, whereupon Mr. Haight caused a notice of appeal to be served upon Edward Shuttleworth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lots of people come who haven't been invited,\" she said suddenly. \"That girl hadn't been invited. They simply force their way in and he's too polite to object.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... One autumn night, five years before, they had been walking down the street when the leaves were falling, and they came to a place where there were no trees and the sidewalk was white with moonlight. They stopped here and turned toward each other. Now it was a cool night with that mysterious excitement in it which comes at the two changes of the year. The quiet lights in the houses were humming out into the darkness and there was a stir and bustle among the stars. Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees--he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After supper, surfeited with the subject, she yawned. She wanted not to talk but only to read \"Penrod,\" stretched upon the lounge until at midnight she fell asleep. But Anthony, after he had carried her romantically up the stairs, stayed awake to brood upon the day, vaguely angry with her, vaguely dissatisfied.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The leader's eyes suddenly rested on Ardita, who was leaning over the rail spellbound with curiosity. He made a quick movement with his baton and the singing instantly ceased. She saw that he was the only white man in the boat--the six rowers were negroes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, he wasn't always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until finally it began to affect his nose--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It occurred to him that all strongly accentuated classes, such as the military, divided men into two kinds: their own kind--and those without. To the clergyman there were clergy and laity, to the Catholic there were Catholics and non-Catholics, to the negro there were blacks and whites, to the prisoner there were the imprisoned and the free, and to the sick man there were the sick and the well.... So, without thinking of it once in his lifetime, he had been a civilian, a layman, a non-Catholic, a Gentile, white, free, and well....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I told him the truth,\" he said. \"He came to the door while we were getting ready to leave, and when I sent down word that we weren't in he tried to force his way upstairs. He was crazy enough to kill me if I hadn't told him who owned the car. His hand was on a revolver in his pocket every minute he was in the house--\" He broke off defiantly. \"What if I did tell him?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "An hour passed. A clock began to chime in the hall. He jumped to his feet and looked at the phosphorescent hands of his wrist watch. It was twelve o'clock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I wish you'd been poor. Just a little poor girl dreaming over a fence in a warm cow country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You think I'm pretty dumb, don't you?\" he suggested. \"Perhaps I am, but I have a--almost a second sight, sometimes, that tells me what to do. Maybe you don't believe that, but science--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a while some newsboy told him that the war was over, and he was glad, because it meant that Peat Brothers, publishers, would get out their new edition of \"Spinoza's Improvement of the Understanding.\" Wars were all very well in their way, made young men self-reliant or something but Horace felt that he could never forgive the President for allowing a brass band to play under his window the night of the false armistice, causing him to leave three important sentences out of his thesis on \"German Idealism.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's walk up to the Plaza and have an egg-nog,\" suggested Anthony. \"Do you good. Air'll get the rotten nicotine out of your lungs. Come on--I'll let you talk about your book all the way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With some reluctance Anthony gave his address. Then, as the cab moved off, he leaned his head against the man's shoulder and went into a shadowy, painful torpor. When he awoke, the man had lifted him from the cab in front of the apartment on Claremont Avenue and was trying to set him on his feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're our Lady Luck. Guess we'll have to keep you with us as a mascot--for the present anyway.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The other girl was obviously a more subtle personality. She was an exquisitely dressed Jewess with dark hair and a lovely milky pallor. She seemed shy and vague, and these two qualities accentuated a rather delicate charm that floated about her. Her family were \"Episcopalians,\" owned three smart women's shops along Fifth Avenue, and lived in a magnificent apartment on Riverside Drive. It seemed to Dick, after a few moments, that she was attempting to imitate Gloria--he wondered that people invariably chose inimitable people to imitate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, of course. Aristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine--courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of thing--can best be developed in a favorable environment, where you don't have the warpings of ignorance and necessity.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Very well,\" he said, \"and you won't go to Palm Beach either. Of all the selfish, spoiled, uncontrolled disagreeable, impossible girl I have----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The evening had made me lightheaded and happy; I think I walked into a deep sleep as I entered my front door. So I don't know whether or not Gatsby went to Coney Island, or for how many hours he \"glanced into rooms\" while his house blazed gaudily on. I called up Daisy from the office next morning, and invited her to come to tea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That was nineteen-seventeen. By the next year I had a few beaux myself, and I began to play in tournaments, so I didn't see Daisy very often. She went with a slightly older crowd--when she went with anyone at all. Wild rumours were circulating about her--how her mother had found her packing her bag one winter night to go to New York and say goodbye to a soldier who was going overseas. She was effectually prevented, but she wasn't on speaking terms with her family for several weeks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I didn't mean that, and you know I didn't. But here I'm almost twenty-seven and--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Isn't it?\" Alec beamed proudly. \"All my own, too--the Sir Oliver Lodge of the new world.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But to offset that unfortunate occurrence Bernice had several signal successes to her credit. Little Otis Ormonde pleaded off from a trip East and elected instead to follow her with a puppylike devotion, to the amusement of his crowd and to the irritation of G. Reece Stoddard, several of whose afternoon calls Otis completely ruined by the disgusting tenderness of the glances he bent on Bernice. He even told her the story of the two-by-four and the dressing-room to show her how frightfully mistaken he and every one else had been in their first judgment of her. Bernice laughed off that incident with a slight sinking sensation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As February became slashed by sun and moved cheerfully into March, Amory went several times to spend week-ends with Monsignor; once he took Burne, with great success, for he took equal pride and delight in displaying them to each other. Monsignor took him several times to see Thornton Hancock, and once or twice to the house of a Mrs. Lawrence, a type of Rome-haunting American whom Amory liked immediately.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Early April slipped by in a haze--a haze of long evenings on the club veranda with the graphophone playing \"Poor Butterfly\" inside... for \"Poor Butterfly\" had been the song of that last year. The war seemed scarcely to touch them and it might have been one of the senior springs of the past, except for the drilling every other afternoon, yet Amory realized poignantly that this was the last spring under the old regime.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We went on, cutting back again over the Park toward the West Hundreds. At 158th Street the cab stopped at one slice in a long white cake of apartment-houses. Throwing a regal homecoming glance around the neighbourhood, Mrs. Wilson gathered up her dog and her other purchases, and went haughtily in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(From down-stairs is heard the moan of a violin being tuned, the roll of a drum. MRS. CONNAGE turns quickly to her daughter.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At this point Anthony should have staggered slightly backward, overwhelmed. He was to be one of the quarter million selected for that consummate trust. He was going to be able to shout the technical phrase, \"Follow me!\" to seven other frightened men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's got you going--oh, Maury! Maury the Connecticut life-saver. The human nutmeg. Extra! Heiress elopes with coast-guard because of his luscious pigmentation!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The camp itself was a dreary muddle, cold, wind-swept, and filthy, with the accumulated dirt incident to the passage through of many divisions. Their train came in at seven one night, and they waited in line until one while a military tangle was straightened out somewhere ahead. Officers ran up and down ceaselessly, calling orders and making a great uproar. It turned out that the trouble was due to the colonel, who was in a righteous temper because he was a West Pointer, and the war was going to stop before he could get overseas. Had the militant governments realized the number of broken hearts among the older West Pointers during that week, they would indubitably have prolonged the slaughter another month.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That winter afternoon at the Plaza was the first of a succession of \"dates\" Anthony made with her in the blurred and stimulating days before Christmas. Invariably she was busy. What particular strata of the city's social life claimed her he was a long time finding out. It seemed to matter very little. She attended the semi-public charity dances at the big hotels; he saw her several times at dinner parties in Sherry's, and once as he waited for her to dress, Mrs. Gilbert, apropos of her daughter's habit of \"going,\" rattled off an amazing holiday programme that included half a dozen dances to which Anthony had received cards.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her sigh was a benediction--an ecstatic surety that she was youth and beauty now as much as she would ever know. For another instant life was radiant and time a phantom and their strength eternal--then there was a bumping, scraping sound as the rowboat scraped alongside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I've been pretty busy with this lawsuit,\" he answered indifferently. \"It's gone to the Court of Appeals--ought to be settled up one way or another by autumn. There's been some objection as to whether the Court of Appeals has jurisdiction over the matter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The transition was subtle--the thing had lain in wait for me for some time. It has its insidious, seemingly innocuous trap for every one. With me? No--I didn't try to seduce the janitor's wife--nor did I run through the streets unclothed, proclaiming my virility. It is never quite passion that does the business--it is the dress that passion wears.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Really? I was down there at a party about a month ago. At a man named Gatsby's. Do you know him?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But perhaps the most significant symbol of her success was the gray car of the hypercritical Warren McIntyre, parked daily in front of the Harvey house. At first the parlor-maid was distinctly startled when he asked for Bernice instead of Marjorie; after a week of it she told the cook that Miss Bernice had gotta holda Miss Marjorie's best fella.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Fifty thousand dollars a year,\" he would cry. \"My God! Look at them, look at them--Edna Ferber, Gouverneur Morris, Fanny Hurst, Mary Roberts Rinehart--not producing among 'em one story or novel that will last ten years. This man Cobb--I don't tink he's either clever or amusing--and what's more, I don't think very many people do, except the editors. He's just groggy with advertising.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When I passed the ash-heaps on the train that morning I had crossed deliberately to the other side of the car. I supposed there'd be a curious crowd around there all day with little boys searching for dark spots in the dust, and some garrulous man telling over and over what had happened, until it became less and less real even to him and he could tell it no longer, and Myrtle Wilson's tragic achievement was forgotten. Now I want to go back a little and tell what happened at the garage after we left there the night before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You McKees have something to drink,\" he said. \"Get some more ice and mineral water, Myrtle, before everybody goes to sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'Sall right,\" said Bernice shortly. Standing before the mirror she passed her comb slowly through her short hair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sort of. I want to just be lazy and I want some of the people around me to be doing things, because that makes me feel comfortable and safe--and I want some of them to be doing nothing at all, because they can be graceful and companionable for me. But I never want to change people or get excited over them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I had talked with him perhaps half a dozen times in the past month and found, to my disappointment, that he had little to say. So my first impression, that he was a person of some undefined consequence, had gradually faded and he had become simply the proprietor of an elaborate roadhouse next door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want you to pray for me sometimes, Lois. I think your prayers would be about what I need. Because we've come very close in these few hours, I think.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Whew!\" exclaimed Marcia. \"That's enough! You do a neat job with the parts of speech.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bilphism gained its easiest convert.... After a while he lifted up his head and laughed soundlessly toward the ceiling. When his eyes came back to her he saw that she was angry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm going to make a big request of you today,\" he said, pocketing his souvenirs with satisfaction, \"so I thought you ought to know something about me. I didn't want you to think I was just some nobody. You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.\" He hesitated. \"You'll hear about it this afternoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I invented it,\" he said. \"I got the idea from the fourth proposition of Euclid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Mr. and Mrs. Leland R. Connage are announcing the engagement of their daughter, Rosalind, to Mr. J. Dawson Ryder, of Hartford, Connecticut--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: I'm perfectly serious--for all I know she may be at the Cocoanut Grove with some football player on the night of her debut. You look left and I'll--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was bitter and raw. All the evil hate in the mad heart of February was wrought into the forlorn and icy wind that cut its way cruelly across Central Park and down along Fifth Avenue. It was almost impossible to talk, and discomfort made him distracted, so much so that he turned at Sixty-first Street to find that she was no longer beside him. He looked around. She was forty feet in the rear standing motionless, her face half hidden in her fur coat collar, moved either by anger or laughter--he could not determine which.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let go!\" Her cry had a quality of fierceness. \"If you have any decency you'll let go.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But you have something to drink every day and you're only twenty-five. Haven't you any ambition? Think what you'll be at forty?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: But not about me. I used to like you because you had brown eyes and thin legs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Three weeks later the trial came to an end. The seemingly endless spool of legal red tape having unrolled over a period of four and a half years, suddenly snapped off. Anthony and Gloria and, on the other side, Edward Shuttleworth and a platoon of beneficiaries testified and lied and ill-behaved generally in varying degrees of greed and desperation. Anthony awoke one morning in March realizing that the verdict was to be given at four that afternoon, and at the thought he got up out of his bed and began to dress. With his extreme nervousness there was mingled an unjustified optimism as to the outcome.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I was adept at fooling the deity. I prayed immediately after all crimes until eventually prayer and crime became indistinguishable to me. I believed that because a man cried out 'My God!' when a safe fell on him, it proved that belief was rooted deep in the human breast. Then I went to school.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good Lord! It's quiet here!\" whispered Eleanor; \"much more lonesome than the woods.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was the private dances that did it. After I came back from the war the old routine started. We had an offer from a syndicate of Florida hotels. It was only a question of time then.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Go on,\" she urged. \"Lie to me by the moonlight. Do a fabulous story.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No--you're wrong again, how can a person of your own self-reputed brains be so constantly wrong about me? I'm the opposite of everything spring ever stood for. It's unfortunate, if I happen to look like what pleased some soppy old Greek sculptor, but I assure you that if it weren't for my face I'd be a quiet nun in the convent without\"--then she broke into a run and her raised voice floated back to him as he followed--\"my precious babies, which I must go back and see.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dorothy Raycroft was nineteen. Her father had kept a small, unprosperous corner store, and she had graduated from high school in the lowest fourth of her class two days before he died. At high school she had enjoyed a rather unsavory reputation. As a matter of fact her behavior at the class picnic, where the rumors started, had been merely indiscreet--she had retained her technical purity until over a year later. The boy had been a clerk in a store on Jackson Street, and on the day after the incident he departed unexpectedly to New York.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ask Myrtle,\" said Tom, breaking into a short shout of laughter as Mrs. Wilson entered with a tray. \"She'll give you a letter of introduction, won't you, Myrtle?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a large room with a Madonna over the fireplace and rows upon rows of books in covers of light gold and dark gold and shiny red. All the chairs had little lace squares where one's head should rest, the couch was just comfortable, the books looked as if they had been read--some--and Sally Carrol had an instantaneous vision of the battered old library at home, with her father's huge medical books, and the oil-paintings of her three great-uncles, and the old couch that had been mended up for forty-five years and was still luxurious to dream in. This room struck her as being neither attractive nor particularly otherwise. It was simply a room with a lot of fairly expensive things in it that all looked about fifteen years old.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was quiet that night--the straight road they followed up to the edge of the cliff knew few footsteps at any time. Only an occasional negro cabin, silver-gray in the rock-ribbed moonlight, broke the long line of bare ground; behind lay the black edge of the woods like a dark frosting on white cake, and ahead the sharp, high horizon. It was much colder--so cold that it settled on them and drove all the warm nights from their minds.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Golden, golden is the air--\" he chanted to the little pools of water. ... \"Golden is the air, golden notes from golden mandolins, golden frets of golden violins, fair, oh, wearily fair.... Skeins from braided basket, mortals may not hold; oh, what young extravagant God, who would know or ask it?... who could give such gold...\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They could with field-glasses,\" he said hopelessly. He looked at his wrist-watch. \"It's nearly two now. They won't do anything until dawn, that's certain. Of course there's always the faint possibility that they're waiting for some other ship to join; or for a coaler.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Beauty, who was born anew every hundred years, sat in a sort of outdoor waiting room through which blew gusts of white wind and occasionally a breathless hurried star. The stars winked at her intimately as they went by and the winds made a soft incessant flurry in her hair. She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one--the beauty of her body was the essence of her soul. She was that unity sought for by philosophers through many centuries. In this outdoor waiting room of winds and stars she had been sitting for a hundred years, at peace in the contemplation of herself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nope. I go on parties sometimes--you know, about once a week, but I only take two or three drinks. You and your friends keep on drinking all the time. I should think you'd ruin your health.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In January, after many monologues directed at his reticent wife, Anthony determined to \"get something to do,\" for the winter at any rate. He wanted to please his grandfather and even, in a measure, to see how he liked it himself. He discovered during several tentative semi-social calls that employers were not interested in a young man who was only going to \"try it for a few months or so.\" As the grandson of Adam Patch he was received everywhere with marked courtesy, but the old man was a back number now--the heyday of his fame as first an \"oppressor\" and then an uplifter of the people had been during the twenty years preceding his retirement. Anthony even found several of the younger men who were under the impression that Adam Patch had been dead for some years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she \"got done.\" I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her grey sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's the funniest thing, old sport,\" he said hilariously. \"I can't--When I try to--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Crazy about him!\" cried Myrtle incredulously. \"Who said I was crazy about him? I never was any more crazy about him than I was about that man there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SECOND YOUNG MAN: What d'you make of the bridesmaid who thinks she's Nora Bayes? Kept telling me she wished this was a ragtime wedding. Name's Haines or Hampton.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Call Mr. Bloeckman,\" he said suddenly. His own words surprised him. The name had come from some crossing of two suggestions in his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Can you get off--yeow-ow-oh-oh-oh God!--\" Anthony yawned insufferably and the contents of his brain seemed to fall together in a dense hash. He made a fresh start.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You couldn't very well ask me to swim back,\" she said coolly. \"If you do I'm going to start writing dime novels founded on that interminable history of your life you gave me last night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So that was it! He was to sit and see man after man pushed over him: sons, cousins, sons of friends, irrespective of their capabilities, while he was cast for a pawn, with \"going on the road\" dangled before his eyes--put off with the stock remark: \"I'll see; I'll look into it.\" At forty, perhaps, he would be a bookkeeper like old Hesse, tired, listless Hesse with a dull routine for his stint and a dull background of boarding-house conversation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "More from their fear of solitude than from any desire to go through the fuss and bother of entertaining, they filled the house with guests every week-end, and often on through the week. The week-end parties were much the same. When the three or four men invited had arrived, drinking was more or less in order, followed by a hilarious dinner and a ride to the Cradle Beach Country Club, which they had joined because it was inexpensive, lively if not fashionable, and almost a necessity for just such occasions as these. Moreover, it was of no great moment what one did there, and so long as the Patch party were reasonably inaudible, it mattered little whether or not the social dictators of Cradle Beach saw the gay Gloria imbibing cocktails in the supper room at frequent intervals during the evening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Spirit of reform and all that. Burne Holiday is behind it. The club presidents are holding a meeting to-night to see if they can find a joint means of combating it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You did it, Tom,\" she said accusingly. \"I know you didn't mean to, but you did do it. That's what I get for marrying a brute of a man, a great, big, hulking physical specimen of a--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Golly, I feel like the devil!\" muttered Anthony dispassionately. Relaxing, he tumbled back upon his pillow. \"Bring on your grim reaper!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "July came scorching down. Captain Dunning was ordered to detail one of his men to learn blacksmithing. The regiment was filling up to war strength, and he needed most of his veterans for drill-masters, so he selected the little Italian, Baptiste, whom he could most easily spare. Little Baptiste had never had anything to do with horses. His fear made matters worse.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, don't apologize! I can't stand men who say 'I'm sorry' in that manly, reserved tone. Just shut up!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life. I accepted a commission as first lieutenant when it began. In the Argonne Forest I took the remains of my machine-gun battalion so far forward that there was a half mile gap on either side of us where the infantry couldn't advance. We stayed there two days and two nights, a hundred and thirty men with sixteen Lewis guns, and when the infantry came up at last they found the insignia of three German divisions among the piles of dead.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "GLORIA: (Mimicking him sharply) \"Why, Gloria!\" But that's happened a little too often this summer--with every pretty woman you meet. It's grown to be a sort of habit, and I'm not going to stand it! If you can play around, I can, too. (Then, as an afterthought) By the way, this Fred person isn't a second Joe Hull, is he?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I love to see you at my table, Nick. You remind me of a--of a rose, an absolute rose. Doesn't he?\" She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation: \"An absolute rose?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I certainly did. And I told her that what she really objected to was that I was having a better time than she was.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Things had been slipping perceptibly. There was the money question, increasingly annoying, increasingly ominous; there was the realization that liquor had become a practical necessity to their amusement--not an uncommon phenomenon in the British aristocracy of a hundred years ago, but a somewhat alarming one in a civilization steadily becoming more temperate and more circumspect. Moreover, both of them seemed vaguely weaker in fibre, not so much in what they did as in their subtle reactions to the civilization about them. In Gloria had been born something that she had hitherto never needed--the skeleton, incomplete but nevertheless unmistakable, of her ancient abhorrence, a conscience. This admission to herself was coincidental with the slow decline of her physical courage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Samuel became the sort of college student who in the early nineties drove tandems and coaches and tallyhos between Princeton and Yale and New York City to show that they appreciated the social importance of football games. He believed passionately in good form--his choosing of gloves, his tying of ties, his holding of reins were imitated by impressionable freshmen. Outside of his own set he was considered rather a snob, but as his set was the set, it never worried him. He played football in the autumn, drank high-balls in the winter, and rowed in the spring. Samuel despised all those who were merely sportsmen without being gentlemen or merely gentlemen without being sportsmen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course they matter!\" exclaimed Dick angrily. \"What do you mean? Why don't they matter?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hey, you!\" cried the proprietor, \"I'll have you taken up by the police.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The matter eventually worked itself out with unhoped-for romance. Anthony ran into the living room one afternoon fairly radiating \"the idea.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, they won't do anything,\" he assured her. \"Bootlegging's too risky a business. They'll send me a bill for fifteen dollars and I'll pay it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up-stairs he found a letter waiting for him. It was a mimeographed notice urging \"the boys\" in condescendingly colloquial language to pay the dues of the American Legion. He threw it impatiently into the waste-basket and sat down with his elbows on the window sill, looking down blindly into the sunny street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"... No ... no.... Not yet! Now listen: 'John Sumner has just been knocked over by an automobile and instantly killed!'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw. He was astounded. His mouth opened a little, and he looked at Gatsby, and then back at Daisy as if he had just recognized her as someone he knew a long time ago.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We're going away,\" she sobbed. \"Oh, Anthony, it's sort of the first place we've lived together. Our two little beds here--side by side--they'll be always waiting for us, and we're never coming back to 'em any more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was music from my neighbour's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars. At high tide in the afternoon I watched his guests diving from the tower of his raft, or taking the sun on the hot sand of his beach while his two motorboats slit the waters of the Sound, drawing aquaplanes over cataracts of foam. On weekends his Rolls-Royce became an omnibus, bearing parties to and from the city between nine in the morning and long past midnight, while his station wagon scampered like a brisk yellow bug to meet all trains. And on Mondays eight servants, including an extra gardener, toiled all day with mops and scrubbing-brushes and hammers and garden-shears, repairing the ravages of the night before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And if you think I didn't have my share of suffering--look here, when I went to give up that flat and saw that damn box of dog biscuits sitting there on the sideboard, I sat down and cried like a baby. By God it was awful--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Mr. Pats? Well, do come in, and leave your coat there.\" She pointed to a chair and changed her inflection to a deprecatory laugh full of minute gasps. \"This is really lovely--lovely. Why, Richard, you haven't been here for so long--no!--no!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You won't listen to the moderates, and it's almost too late. The truth is that the public has done one of those startling and amazing things that they do about once in a hundred years. They've seized an idea.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" answered Anthony, nodding, \"personal matter. Can you jus' step over here?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"As much as anybody,\" he answered, yawning. \"You know I was thinking to-day that I have a great confidence in Dick. So long as he sticks to people and not to ideas, and as long as his inspirations come from life and not from art, and always granting a normal growth, I believe he'll be a big man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I just got tired of it,\" interrupted Amory rudely. \"It didn't matter a damn to me whether Harebell's flour was any better than any one else's. In fact, I never ate any of it. So I got tired of telling people about it--oh, I know I've been drinking--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria's independence, like all sincere and profound qualities, had begun unconsciously, but, once brought to her attention by Anthony's fascinated discovery of it, it assumed more nearly the proportions of a formal code. From her conversation it might be assumed that all her energy and vitality went into a violent affirmation of the negative principle \"Never give a damn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Got a cousin up at the Plaza. Famous girl. We can go up and meet her. She lives there in the winter--has lately anyway--with her mother and father.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't say 'wife.' I'm your mistress. Wife's such an ugly word. Your 'permanent mistress' is so much more tangible and desirable.... Come into my arms,\" she added in a rush of tenderness; \"I can sleep so well, so well with you in my arms.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Baptiste, the little Sicilian of the train, fell foul of him the second week of drill. The captain had several times ordered the men to be clean-shaven when they fell in each morning. One day there was disclosed an alarming breech of this rule, surely a case of Teutonic connivance--during the night four men had grown hair upon their faces. The fact that three of the four understood a minimum of English made a practical object-lesson only the more necessary, so Captain Dunning resolutely sent a volunteer barber back to the company street for a razor. Whereupon for the safety of democracy a half-ounce of hair was scraped dry from the cheeks of three Italians and one Pole.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As he came up Maury was standing beside the yawning door of the taxicab. His companion turned and looked curiously at Anthony.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red petrol-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and, turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone--fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbour's mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars. Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You ought to have a phonograph out here in the country,\" she said, \"just a little Vic--they don't cost much. Then whenever you're lonesome you can have Caruso or Al Jolson right at your door.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good weather!\" he exclaimed, \"isn't it? Makes me feel about ten. I mean it makes me feel as I should have felt when I was ten. Murderous!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sitting down at her desk she wrote a short note to Mrs. Harvey, in which she briefly outlined her reasons for going. She sealed it, addressed it, and laid it on her pillow. She glanced at her watch. The train left at one, and she knew that if she walked down to the Marborough Hotel two blocks away she could easily get a taxicab.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a minute while temptation crept over him like a warm wind, and his imagination turned to fire, and he took the glass from Phoebe's hand. That was all; for at the second that his decision came, he looked up and saw, ten yards from him, the man who had been in the cafe, and with his jump of astonishment the glass fell from his uplifted hand. There the man half sat, half leaned against a pile of pillows on the corner divan. His face was cast in the same yellow wax as in the cafe, neither the dull, pasty color of a dead man--rather a sort of virile pallor--nor unhealthy, you'd have called it; but like a strong man who'd worked in a mine or done night shifts in a damp climate. Amory looked him over carefully and later he could have drawn him after a fashion, down to the merest details.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I saw 'The Bohemian Girl' once,\" reflected Horace aloud. \"I enjoyed it--to some extent----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He ate in an employees' lunch-room up-stairs with an uneasy suspicion that he was being uplifted, wondering through that first week if the dozens of young clerks, some of them alert and immaculate, and just out of college, lived in flamboyant hope of crowding onto that narrow slip of cardboard before the catastrophic thirties. The conversation that interwove with the pattern of the day's work was all much of a piece. One discussed how Mr. Wilson had made his money, what method Mr. Hiemer had employed, and the means resorted to by Mr. Hardy. One related age-old but eternally breathless anecdotes of the fortunes stumbled on precipitously in the Street by a \"butcher\" or a \"bartender,\" or \"a darn messenger boy, by golly!\" and then one talked of the current gambles, and whether it was best to go out for a hundred thousand a year or be content with twenty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a minute he was following Gloria down a garden-walk between tall rose-bushes, her parasol brushing gently the June-blooming leaves. Most inconsiderate, he thought, as they reached the road. He felt with injured naivete that Gloria should not have interrupted such innocent and harmless enjoyment. The whiskey had both soothed and clarified the restless things in his mind. It occurred to him that she had taken this same attitude several times before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good stuff!\" he cried. \"We'll have a summer bobbing party. Sevier Hotel barber-shop, I think you said.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A taxi drove up. Again Anthony essayed to rise, but his ankle swung loose, as though it were in two sections. The Samaritan must needs help him in--and climb in after him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I like you, Omar. I'm sorry I tried to kid you. I thought you'd be sort of frozen, but you're a nice boy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Babe saluted again and wheeling about motioned for the five others to gather about him. Then after a short whispered consultation they all filed noiselessly down the companionway.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, clubs injurious to Princeton democracy; cost a lot; draw social lines, take time; the regular line you get sometimes from disappointed sophomores. Woodrow thought they should be abolished and all that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"These quarter-educated, stale-minded men such as your friend here, who think they think, every question that comes up, you'll find his type in the usual ghastly muddle. One minute it's 'the brutality and inhumanity of these Prussians'--the next it's 'we ought to exterminate the whole German people.' They always believe that 'things are in a bad way now,' but they 'haven't any faith in these idealists.' One minute they call Wilson 'just a dreamer, not practical'--a year later they rail at him for making his dreams realities. They haven't clear logical ideas on one single subject except a sturdy, stolid opposition to all change. They don't think uneducated people should be highly paid, but they won't see that if they don't pay the uneducated people their children are going to be uneducated too, and we're going round and round in a circle. That--is the great middle class!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That force took shape in the middle of spring with the arrival of Tom Buchanan. There was a wholesome bulkiness about his person and his position, and Daisy was flattered. Doubtless there was a certain struggle and a certain relief. The letter reached Gatsby while he was still at Oxford.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's all right,\" said Samuel gruffly. \"Don't touch 'him. I've been a damn fool.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was a speech I've remembered. It was a brainy speech, straight from the shoulder, and it got to everybody in that crowd. I know. I've watched crowds for years.\" He cleared his throat as if tempted to digress on his knowledge of crowds--then continued.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't hurry Meyer,\" said Gatsby, without enthusiasm. Mr. Wolfshiem raised his hand in a sort of benediction.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See here!\" he cried, blinking, \"I'm getting sick of that sharp tongue of yours.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor. They floated out like drifting moths under the rich hazy light, and as the fantastic symphony wept and exulted and wavered and despaired Ardita's last sense of reality dropped away, and she abandoned her imagination to the dreamy summer scents of tropical flowers and the infinite starry spaces overhead, feeling that if she opened her eyes it would be to find herself dancing with a ghost in a land created by her own fancy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I knew you wouldn't mind. He came just before lunch and said he had to go to Garrison on business and wouldn't I go with him. He looked so lonesome, Anthony. And I drove his car all the way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With this Anthony turned, bowed gravely to his late auditors, and wabbled from the store. He found a taxicab at the corner and rode home to the apartment. There he fell sound asleep on the sofa, and so Gloria found him, his breath filling the air with an unpleasant pungency, his hand still clutching his open brief case.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My memory goes back to when first I met him,\" he said. \"A young major just out of the army and covered over with medals he got in the war. He was so hard up he had to keep on wearing his uniform because he couldn't buy some regular clothes. First time I saw him was when he came into Winebrenner's poolroom at Forty-third Street and asked for a job. He hadn't eat anything for a couple of days.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What do you mean 'love'?\" This was the rhetorical question of the year. \"I'm going to tell you something,\" she said, switching the subject abruptly. \"I suppose it's none of my business, but I think it's time for you two to settle down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The firelight flurried up on the hearth. Maury left the window, stirred the blaze with a poker, and dropped a log upon the andirons. Then he sat back in his chair and the remnants of his voice faded in the new fire that spit red and yellow along the bark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Samuel had to talk. He felt that in a minute more he would lose his head. So he began, as level-voiced as he could--in the sort of tone he saved for disagreeable duties.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not one jot!\" Again Maury's voice dropped down to them as from a great height. \"What a feeble thing intelligence is, with its short steps, its waverings, its pacings back and forth, its disastrous retreats! Intelligence is a mere instrument of circumstances. There are people who say that intelligence must have built the universe--why, intelligence never built a steam engine!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, please don't quote 'Little Women'!\" cried Marjorie impatiently. \"That's out of style.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Nevertheless, at noon when she had called up several of her acquaintances, including the martial Muriel, and found each one engaged for lunch, she gave way to a quiet pity for herself and her loneliness. Curled on the bed with pencil and paper she wrote Anthony another letter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory nodded, his eyes staring oddly. Stepping back to let some one pass, he knocked the dish of olives to a crash on the floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Suddenly their glances were caught and held, and they stared for a moment at the street-corner ahead of them. A man was standing there, his knees bent, his eyes gazing upward with a tense expression as though he were about to make a leap toward the chilly sky. And then they both exploded into a shout of laughter, for coming closer they discovered it had been a ludicrous momentary illusion produced by the extreme bagginess of the man's trousers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"God! Banish the thought. Why don't you tell me that 'if the girl had been worth having she'd have waited for you'? No, sir, the girl really worth having won't wait for anybody. If I thought there'd be another I'd lose my remaining faith in human nature.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was getting darker now and darker--all those tombstones ought to be repainted sure enough, only that would spoil 'em, of course. Still, you ought to be able to see 'em.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After he had gone half a block he realized that the girl in the lilac dress who had giggled at his discomfiture was walking with her friend about ten paces ahead of him. Several times she had turned and stared at Anthony, with cheerful laughter in the large eyes that seemed the same color as her gown.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This particular day on which he announced his ennui to Tom had been quite typical. He had risen at noon, lunched with Mrs. Lawrence, and then ridden abstractedly homeward atop one of his beloved buses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory's two years at St. Regis', though in turn painful and triumphant, had as little real significance in his own life as the American \"prep\" school, crushed as it is under the heel of the universities, has to American life in general. We have no Eton to create the self-consciousness of a governing class; we have, instead, clean, flaccid and innocuous preparatory schools.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Samuel didn't sleep much that night. He knew that for the first time in his business career he had made a dismal, miserable failure. But some instinct in him, stronger than will, deeper than training, had forced him to do what would probably end his ambitions and his happiness. But it was done and it never occurred to him that he could have acted otherwise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a growing lack of color in Anthony's days. He felt it constantly and sometimes traced it to a talk he had had with Maury Noble a month before. That anything so ingenuous, so priggish, as a sense of waste should oppress him was absurd, but there was no denying the fact that some unwelcome survival of a fetish had drawn him three weeks before down to the public library, where, by the token of Richard Caramel's card, he had drawn out half a dozen books on the Italian Renaissance. That these books were still piled on his desk in the original order of carriage, that they were daily increasing his liabilities by twelve cents, was no mitigation of their testimony. They were cloth and morocco witnesses to the fact of his defection.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "TANA: Yes. Company. Mistah Caramel, Mistah and Missays Barnes, Miss Kane, all stay here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She saw how quickly he had turned her remark and instantly she knew what this quality was that he gave off. He was sweet. Her thoughts went of on a side-track and then she broke the silence with an odd remark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "What I shall do in the future is hanging in the balance. Absolutely between ourselves I should not be surprised to see the red hat of a cardinal descend upon my unworthy head within the next eight months. In any event, I should like to have a house in New York or Washington where you could drop in for week-ends.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They waited a frantic week for decency, and then, having received no notification of any kind, Anthony called up his grandfather's lawyer. Mr. Brett was not he was expected back in an hour. Anthony left his telephone number.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, he said he knew you. He said he was raised in Louisville. Asa Bird brought him around at the last minute and asked if we had room for him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In my credulous years--he thought--they told me that evil was a sort of dirty hue, just as definite as a soiled collar, but it seems to me that evil is only a manner of hard luck, or heredity-and-environment, or \"being found out.\" It hides in the vacillations of dubs like Charley Moore as certainly as it does in the intolerance of Macy, and if it ever gets much more tangible it becomes merely an arbitrary label to paste on the unpleasant things in other people's lives.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why not let her alone, old sport?\" remarked Gatsby. \"You're the one that wanted to come to town.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I have been drunk just twice in my life, and the second time was that afternoon; so everything that happened has a dim, hazy cast over it, although until after eight o'clock the apartment was full of cheerful sun. Sitting on Tom's lap Mrs. Wilson called up several people on the telephone; then there were no cigarettes, and I went out to buy some at the drugstore on the corner. When I came back they had both disappeared, so I sat down discreetly in the living-room and read a chapter of Simon Called Peter--either it was terrible stuff or the whisky distorted things, because it didn't make any sense to me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, he gets up here, you see.\" He pointed to a list of assistant vice-presidents upon the folder. \"Or maybe he gets to be president or secretary or treasurer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're not a light-weight, of all things,\" she said intently, taking his arm and opening wide her eyes--he could see their kindliness in the fading dusk. \"A light-weight is an eternal nay.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dalyrimple was twenty-three and he had never worked. His father had given him two years at the State University and passed away about the time of his son's nine-day romp, leaving behind him some mid-Victorian furniture and a thin packet of folded paper that turned out to be grocery bills. Young Dalyrimple had very keen gray eyes, a mind that delighted the army psychological examiners, a trick of having read it--whatever it was--some time before, and a cool hand in a hot situation. But these things did not save him a final, unresigned sigh when he realized that he had to go to work--right away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The corner of a den down-stairs, filled by a very comfortable leather lounge. A small light is on each side above, and in the middle, over the couch hangs a painting of a very old, very dignified gentleman, period 1860. Outside the music is heard in a fox-trot.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was in nineteen-nineteen, I only stayed five months. That's why I can't really call myself an Oxford man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Alec, you're going to lie down here. If any one comes in you act drunk. You do what I say--if you don't I'll probably kill you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As she came into the set through the real wooden door and closed it carefully behind her, she found herself inconveniently dissatisfied with her clothes. She should have bought a \"misses'\" dress for the occasion--she could still wear them, and it might have been a good investment if it had accentuated her airy youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Harold had gone up-stairs, so she stepped out on the porch for a breath of fresh air. There was a bright glamour of moonlight diffusing on the sidewalks and lawns, and with a little half yawn, half laugh, she remembered one long moonlight affair of her youth. It was astonishing to think that life had once been the sum of her current love-affairs. It was now the sum of her current problems.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He has to telephone,\" said Mr. Wolfshiem, following him with his eyes. \"Fine fellow, isn't he? Handsome to look at and a perfect gentleman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know, but just lie still a minute longer. It was too hot in there. Jarvis felt it, too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, you are spunky!\" she exclaimed admiringly. \"You are spunky. I wouldn't have gone out for anything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: Oh, it's about the same. I got a raise--(Every one looks at him rather eagerly)--of two dollars a week. (General collapse.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn sat down on the edge of the table and stared at it fascinated. It seemed to be smiling now, a very cruel smile, as if to say:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Cul-lup! She had hung up the receiver. With a sound that was half a gasp, half a cry, Anthony hurried from the headquarters building. Outside, under the stars that dripped like silver tassels through the trees of the little grove, he stood motionless, hesitating. Had she meant to kill herself?--oh, the little fool!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My dear Geraldine,\" protested Anthony, frowning humorously, \"do have another cocktail. I annoy him. If I smoke a cigarette he comes into the room sniffing. He's a prig, a bore, and something of a hypocrite. I probably wouldn't be telling you this if I hadn't had a few drinks, but I don't suppose it matters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, surely.\" A faint chord was struck in Amory's memory. \"Wasn't the comic opera, 'Patience,' written about him?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Before he was summoned back to Lake Geneva, he had appeared, shy but inwardly glowing, in his first long trousers, set off by a purple accordion tie and a \"Belmont\" collar with the edges unassailably meeting, purple socks, and handkerchief with a purple border peeping from his breast pocket. But more than that, he had formulated his first philosophy, a code to live by, which, as near as it can be named, was a sort of aristocratic egotism.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Early in his career Adam Patch had married an anemic lady of thirty, Alicia Withers, who brought him one hundred thousand dollars and an impeccable entre into the banking circles of New York. Immediately and rather spunkily she had borne him a son and, as if completely devitalized by the magnificence of this performance, she had thenceforth effaced herself within the shadowy dimensions of the nursery. The boy, Adam Ulysses Patch, became an inveterate joiner of clubs, connoisseur of good form, and driver of tandems--at the astonishing age of twenty-six he began his memoirs under the title \"New York Society as I Have Seen It.\" On the rumor of its conception this work was eagerly bid for among publishers, but as it proved after his death to be immoderately verbose and overpoweringly dull, it never obtained even a private printing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gilbert. Oh, you've heard of her--Gloria Gilbert. Goes to dances at colleges--all that sort of thing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was in an eddy again, a deep, lethargic gulf, without desire to work or write, love or dissipate. For the first time in his life he rather longed for death to roll over his generation, obliterating their petty fevers and struggles and exultations. His youth seemed never so vanished as now in the contrast between the utter loneliness of this visit and that riotous, joyful party of four years before. Things that had been the merest commonplaces of his life then, deep sleep, the sense of beauty around him, all desire, had flown away and the gaps they left were filled only with the great listlessness of his disillusion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory denied this painfully. However, he sized up several people for her. Then they talked about hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He swung from the shoulder quick as lightning and down went Samuel in a heap. Dimly he heard steps in the doorway and knew that some one was holding McIntyre, but there was no need. The rancher had sunk down in his chair, and dropped his head in his hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In April, Kerry Holiday left college and sailed for France to enroll in the Lafayette Esquadrille. Amory's envy and admiration of this step was drowned in an experience of his own to which he never succeeded in giving an appropriate value, but which, nevertheless, haunted him for three years afterward.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I forgot to ask you something, and it's important. We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He went out of the room calling \"Ewing!\" and returned in a few minutes accompanied by an embarrassed, slightly worn young man, with shell-rimmed glasses and scanty blond hair. He was now decently clothed in a \"sport shirt,\" open at the neck, sneakers, and duck trousers of a nebulous hue.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Little Montenegro! He lifted up the words and nodded at them--with his smile. The smile comprehended Montenegro's troubled history and sympathized with the brave struggles of the Montenegrin people. It appreciated fully the chain of national circumstances which had elicited this tribute from Montenegro's warm little heart. My incredulity was submerged in fascination now; it was like skimming hastily through a dozen magazines.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For a moment, while conflicting warnings and desires prompted Anthony, it seemed one of those rare times when he would take a step prompted from within. He hesitated. Then a wave of weariness broke against him. It was too late--everything was too late. For years now he had dreamed the world away, basing his decisions upon emotions unstable as water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The automatic quality of Gatsby's answer set us all back at least another minute. I had them both on their feet with the desperate suggestion that they help me make tea in the kitchen when the demoniac Finn brought it in on a tray.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The phone rings. TANA, absorbed in his harmonics, gives no heed, so PARAMORE takes up the receiver.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It required an astonishing amount of moral energy on Gloria's part to intimidate him into returning, and when he reported next day, somewhat depressed from his perusal of the senile bromides skittishly set forth in \"Heart Talks on Ambition,\" he found only fifty of the original three hundred awaiting the appearance of the vital and compelling Sammy Carleton. Mr. Carleton's powers of vitality and compulsion were this time exercised in elucidating that magnificent piece of speculation--how to sell. It seemed that the approved method was to state one's proposition and then to say not \"And now, will you buy? \"--this was not the way--oh, no!--the way was to state one's proposition and then, having reduced one's adversary to a state of exhaustion, to deliver oneself of the categorical imperative: \"Now see here! You've taken up my time explaining this matter to you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I found out what your 'drugstores' were.\" He turned to us and spoke rapidly. \"He and this Wolfshiem bought up a lot of side-street drugstores here and in Chicago and sold grain alcohol over the counter. That's one of his little stunts. I picked him for a bootlegger the first time I saw him, and I wasn't far wrong.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while. His father, an ineffectual, inarticulate man with a taste for Byron and a habit of drowsing over the Encyclopedia Britannica, grew wealthy at thirty through the death of two elder brothers, successful Chicago brokers, and in the first flush of feeling that the world was his, went to Bar Harbor and met Beatrice O'Hara. In consequence, Stephen Blaine handed down to posterity his height of just under six feet and his tendency to waver at crucial moments, these two abstractions appearing in his son Amory. For many years he hovered in the background of his family's life, an unassertive figure with a face half-obliterated by lifeless, silky hair, continually occupied in \"taking care\" of his wife, continually harassed by the idea that he didn't and couldn't understand her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A butler (one of the three in Minneapolis) swung open the door. Amory stepped inside and divested himself of cap and coat. He was mildly surprised not to hear the shrill squawk of conversation from the next room, and he decided it must be quite formal. He approved of that--as he approved of the butler.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was wondering what he would look like, whether she'd possibly know him from his picture. In the picture, which hung over her mother's bureau at home, he seemed very young and hollow-cheeked and rather pitiful, with only a well-developed mouth and all ill-fitting probationer's gown to show that he had already made a momentous decision about his life. Of course he had been only nineteen then and now he was thirty-six--didn't look like that at all; in recent snap-shots he was much broader and his hair had grown a little thin--but the impression of her brother she had always retained was that of the big picture. And so she had always been a little sorry for him. What a life for a man!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They try to be. All the old man does is tell me he just met the most wonderful character for a novel. Then he tells me about some idiotic friend of his and then he says: 'There's a character for you! Why don't you write him up? Everybody'd be interested in him.'", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Where've you been living, Mr. Ahearn?\" she asked interestedly. Then she remembered that Mrs. Ahearn had told her, but it didn't matter. Harold mustn't talk so much.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A.--That's why a \"good man going wrong\" attracts people. They stand around and literally warm themselves at the calories of virtue he gives off. Sarah makes an unsophisticated remark and the faces simper in delight--\"How innocent the poor child is!\" They're warming themselves at her virtue. But Sarah sees the simper and never makes that remark again. Only she feels a little colder after that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hm.\" Her curiosity seemed, at length, satisfied. She sank back into the sofa and sipped her cocktail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I wouldn't think of changing the light,\" cried Mrs. McKee. \"I think it's--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Later in June horror leered out at Gloria, struck at her and frightened her bright soul back half a generation. Then slowly it faded out, faded back into that impenetrable darkness whence it had come--taking relentlessly its modicum of youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hers. She talked a lot about hers. As though they were a sort of choice bric-a-brac. She aroused a great desire to see them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "What Amory did that year from early September to late in the spring was so purposeless and inconsecutive that it seems scarcely worth recording. He was, of course, immediately sorry for what he had lost. His philosophy of success had tumbled down upon him, and he looked for the reasons.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That isn't a Spic army out there, Babe. That's a revenue boat. It'd be like a bow and arrow trying to fight a machine-gun. If you want to bury those bags somewhere and take a chance on recovering them later, go on and do it. But it won't work--they'd dig this island over from one end to the other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At this Isabelle's little fist had clinched suddenly under the fur robe. She was accustomed to be thus followed by her desperate past, and it never failed to rouse in her the same feeling of resentment; yet--in a strange town it was an advantageous reputation. She was a \"Speed,\" was she? Well--let them find out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I'm going to tell you something about my life,\" he interrupted. \"I don't want you to get a wrong idea of me from all these stories you hear.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The argument faded off, but reoccurred to Anthony several times thereafter. It was disturbing to find this old belief, evidently assimilated from her mother, inserting itself again under its immemorial disguise as an innate idea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you want too much!\" she cried to Gatsby. \"I love you now--isn't that enough? I can't help what's past.\" She began to sob helplessly. \"I did love him once--but I loved you too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The deuce you don't,\" he insisted. \"Of course he is. I remember the look he gave me when we got back to the table. He'd probably have had me quietly assaulted by a delegation of movie supes if you hadn't invented that phone call.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The modesty of the demand shook me. He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths--so that he could \"come over\" some afternoon to a stranger's garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "By this time the boat was scraping the side of the yacht and a great bulking negro in the bow turned round and grasped the ladder. Thereupon the leader left his position in the stern and before Ardita had realized his intention he ran up the ladder and stood breathless before her on the deck.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I feel as Amory does,\" said Tom. \"Infantry or aviation--aviation sounds like the romantic side of the war, of course--like cavalry used to be, you know; but like Amory I don't know a horse-power from a piston-rod.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was on the two little seats facing each other that are always the last ones left on the train. I was going up to New York to see my sister and spend the night. He had on a dress suit and patent leather shoes, and I couldn't keep my eyes off him, but every time he looked at me I had to pretend to be looking at the advertisement over his head. When we came into the station he was next to me, and his white shirtfront pressed against my arm, and so I told him I'd have to call a policeman, but he knew I lied. I was so excited that when I got into a taxi with him I didn't hardly know I wasn't getting into a subway train.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory, by way of the Princetonian, had arrived. The minor snobs, finely balanced thermometers of success, warmed to him as the club elections grew nigh, and he and Tom were visited by groups of upper classmen who arrived awkwardly, balanced on the edge of the furniture and talked of all subjects except the one of absorbing interest. Amory was amused at the intent eyes upon him, and, in case the visitors represented some club in which he was not interested, took great pleasure in shocking them with unorthodox remarks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His coffee appeared at his elbow and gave off for a certain time a gradually diminishing wisp of steam. The night manager, seated at his desk, glanced at the motionless figure alone at the last table, and then with a sigh moved down upon him just as the hour hand crossed the figure three on the big clock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I got you, Mr. O'May,\" said Olson, nodding. The other two took a curious glance at their quarry and then withdrew, closing the door angrily behind them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The big man held out his hand. Amory saw that the fact that he had known Jesse more than outweighed any disfavor he had created by his opinions. What ghosts were people with which to work! Even the little man insisted on shaking hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "An hour passed, and the fire leaped up in little ecstasies as though its fading life was sweet. It was five now, and the clock over the mantel became articulate in sound. Then as if a brutish sensibility in him was reminded by those thin, tinny beats that the petals were falling from the flowered afternoon, Anthony pulled her quickly to her feet and held her helpless, without breath, in a kiss that was neither a game nor a tribute.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We got up, and she explained that we were going to find the host: I had never met him, she said, and it was making me uneasy. The undergraduate nodded in a cynical, melancholy way.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No you don't,\" interposed Tom quickly. \"Myrtle'll be hurt if you don't come up to the apartment. Won't you, Myrtle?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But I don't see how you can sit down and do it. And poetry! Lordy, I can't make two lines rhyme. Well, I should worry!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, God!\" he said brokenly, \"it seems to me that for three years I've heard nothing about myself but wild stories and virtuous admonitions. I'm tired of it. If you don't want to see us, let us alone. I don't bother my former friends.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The noon after his first venture he ate in a little lunch-room with Charley Moore and, watching him unspread the paper, waited for a remark about the hold-up of the day before. But either the hold-up was not mentioned or Charley wasn't interested. He turned listlessly to the sporting sheet, read Doctor Crane's crop of seasoned bromides, took in an editorial on ambition with his mouth slightly ajar, and then skipped to Mutt and Jeff.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's afraid, he's waited so long. He thought you might be offended. You see, he's regular tough underneath it all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His voice faded slowly off, harassed by a fixed and contemptuous stare from his unwilling prey. For another minute he struggled on, increasingly sensitive, entangled in his own words. His confidence oozed from him in great retching emanations that seemed to be sections of his own body. Almost mercifully Percy B. Weatherbee, Architect, terminated the interview:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That would have been quite all if they hadn't met on Fifth Avenue one morning a week later. She started and blushed and seemed so glad to see him that they chatted like old friends. She was going to her dressmaker's, eat lunch alone at Taine's, shop all afternoon, and meet her husband on the ferry at five. Samuel told her that her husband was a very lucky man. She blushed again and scurried off.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well--go ahead. Let your hair grow and write poems like this guy D'Invilliers in the Lit.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On a dusty day in September Amory arrived in Princeton and joined the sweltering crowd of conditioned men who thronged the streets. It seemed a stupid way to commence his upper-class years, to spend four hours a morning in the stuffy room of a tutoring school, imbibing the infinite boredom of conic sections. Mr. Rooney, pander to the dull, conducted the class and smoked innumerable Pall Malls as he drew diagrams and worked equations from six in the morning until midnight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Instead of taking the shortcut along the Sound we went down to the road and entered by the big postern. With enchanting murmurs Daisy admired this aspect or that of the feudal silhouette against the sky, admired the gardens, the sparkling odour of jonquils and the frothy odour of hawthorn and plum blossoms and the pale gold odour of kiss-me-at-the-gate. It was strange to reach the marble steps and find no stir of bright dresses in and out the door, and hear no sound but bird voices in the trees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course not. How could there be anything there better than just 'Margery Lee,' and that eloquent date?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't be foolish. That one holds only about three quarts and there's nine of us, and the servants'll want some--and it isn't strong punch. It's so much more cheerful to have a lot, Evie; we don't have to drink all of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After an irresolute moment, Dalyrimple found himself in the hall. His forehead was covered with perspiration, and the room had not been hot.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She could hear, now, Anthony's troubled breathing beside her; she could smell whiskey and cigarette smoke. She noticed that she lacked complete muscular control; when she moved it was not a sinuous motion with the resultant strain distributed easily over her body--it was a tremendous effort of her nervous system as though each time she were hypnotizing herself into performing an impossible action....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You cra-azy!\" she said as he mixed another cocktail--and then: \"Are you any relation to Adam Patch?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Has it?\" When he realized what I was talking about, that there were twinkle-bells of sunshine in the room, he smiled like a weather man, like an ecstatic patron of recurrent light, and repeated the news to Daisy. \"What do you think of that? It's stopped raining.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anyway Percy B. Debris who is directing the picture says if you'll come to the studios day after to-morrow (Thursday) he will run off a test. If ten o'clock is suited to you I will meet you there at that time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well--I can't see the slightest benefit in laughing myself sick over this sort of affair. If there's anything older than the old story, it's the new twist.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\" 'Gratulate me,\" she muttered. \"Never had a drink before, but oh how I do enjoy it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For her dinner Gloria had taken a table in the Cascades at the Biltmore, and when the men met in the hall outside a little after eight, \"that person Bloeckman\" was the target of six masculine eyes. He was a stoutening, ruddy Jew of about thirty-five, with an expressive face under smooth sandy hair--and, no doubt, in most business gatherings his personality would have been considered ingratiating. He sauntered up to the three younger men, who stood in a group smoking as they waited for their hostess, and introduced himself with a little too evident assurance--nevertheless it is to be doubted whether he received the intended impression of faint and ironic chill: there was no hint of understanding in his manner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But just let me say,\" she added quietly, \"the next time I see you acting with any woman like you did with Rachael Barnes last night, I'll leave you--just--like--that! I'm simply not going to stand it!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dean Hollister had been heard by a large group arguing with a taxi-driver, who had driven him from the junction. In the course of the altercation the dean remarked that he \"might as well buy the taxicab.\" He paid and walked off, but next morning he entered his private office to find the taxicab itself in the space usually occupied by his desk, bearing a sign which read \"Property of Dean Hollister. Bought and Paid for.\"... It took two expert mechanics half a day to dissemble it into its minutest parts and remove it, which only goes to prove the rare energy of sophomore humor under efficient leadership.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Eight hours from Princeton Amory sat down by the Jersey roadside and looked at the frost-bitten country. Nature as a rather coarse phenomenon composed largely of flowers that, when closely inspected, appeared moth-eaten, and of ants that endlessly traversed blades of grass, was always disillusioning; nature represented by skies and waters and far horizons was more likable. Frost and the promise of winter thrilled him now, made him think of a wild battle between St. Regis and Groton, ages ago, seven years ago--and of an autumn day in France twelve months before when he had lain in tall grass, his platoon flattened down close around him, waiting to tap the shoulders of a Lewis gunner. He saw the two pictures together with somewhat the same primitive exaltation--two games he had played, differing in quality of acerbity, linked in a way that differed them from Rosalind or the subject of labyrinths which were, after all, the business of life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was resentful against all those in authority over him, and this, combined with a lazy indifference toward his work, exasperated every master in school. He grew discouraged and imagined himself a pariah; took to sulking in corners and reading after lights. With a dread of being alone he attached a few friends, but since they were not among the elite of the school, he used them simply as mirrors of himself, audiences before which he might do that posing absolutely essential to him. He was unbearably lonely, desperately unhappy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Children adored him because he was like a child; youth revelled in his company because he was still a youth, and couldn't be shocked. In the proper land and century he might have been a Richelieu--at present he was a very moral, very religious (if not particularly pious) clergyman, making a great mystery about pulling rusty wires, and appreciating life to the fullest, if not entirely enjoying it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was dancing now on the canvas in the garden; old men pushing young girls backward in eternal graceless circles, superior couples holding each other tortuously, fashionably, and keeping in the corners--and a great number of single girls dancing individually or relieving the orchestra for a moment of the burden of the banjo or the traps. By midnight the hilarity had increased. A celebrated tenor had sung in Italian, and a notorious contralto had sung in jazz, and between the numbers people were doing \"stunts\" all over the garden, while happy, vacuous bursts of laughter rose toward the summer sky. A pair of stage twins, who turned out to be the girls in yellow, did a baby act in costume, and champagne was served in glasses bigger than finger-bowls. The moon had risen higher, and floating in the Sound was a triangle of silver scales, trembling a little to the stiff, tinny drip of the banjoes on the lawn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then again, that very fall, Burne had caused a sensation. A certain Phyllis Styles, an intercollegiate prom-trotter, had failed to get her yearly invitation to the Harvard-Princeton game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You could have told him what he was. I wouldn't have stood it. No other man in the world would have stood it! You just let people order you around and cheat you and bully you and take advantage of you as if you were a silly little boy. It's absurd!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her arms seeking his shoulders remained poised upon the dark air, her chin tipped up. When she spoke the softness was gone from her voice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a sigh the angel glanced round the veranda, but Bernice and Otis were not in sight. He wandered back inside, and there in front of the women's dressing-room he found Otis in the centre of a group of young men who were convulsed with laughter. Otis was brandishing a piece of timber he had picked up, and discoursing volubly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" he muttered uncertainly, \"we've decided to stay here and wait for it. You two might as well go back and sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want to get one of those dogs,\" she said earnestly. \"I want to get one for the apartment. They're nice to have--a dog.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory saw girls doing things that even in his memory would have been impossible: eating three-o'clock, after-dance suppers in impossible cafes, talking of every side of life with an air half of earnestness, half of mockery, yet with a furtive excitement that Amory considered stood for a real moral let-down. But he never realized how wide-spread it was until he saw the cities between New York and Chicago as one vast juvenile intrigue.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We'll go downstairs,\" interrupted Gatsby. He flipped a switch. The grey windows disappeared as the house glowed full of light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"A very natural, healthy desire. Almost all normal people want to be rich without great effort--except the financiers in problem plays, who want to 'crash their way through.' Don't you want easy money?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"(4) And Anthony--a temporarily passionate lover with wisdom enough to realize when it has flown and that it must fly. And I want to get married to Anthony.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nobody's in,\" she said. \"Mr. Wolfshiem's gone to Chicago.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(And that is all. He turns, and assisted by his cane goes out through the hall, through the front door, and with hellish portentousness his uncertain footsteps crunch on the gravel path under the August moon.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But time passed, two hours of it, and the less subtle beaux had better learned to focus their pseudo-passionate glances elsewhere, for eleven o'clock found Isabelle and Amory sitting on the couch in the little den off the reading-room up-stairs. She was conscious that they were a handsome pair, and seemed to belong distinctively in this seclusion, while lesser lights fluttered and chattered down-stairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Scarcely conscious of what he did, Anthony looked up Joseph Bloeckman in the telephone directory. He could find no such person, and was about to close the book when it flashed into his mind that Gloria had mentioned a change of name. It was the matter of a minute to find Joseph Black--then he waited in the booth while central called the number.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nevertheless you did throw me over,\" said Jordan suddenly. \"You threw me over on the telephone. I don't give a damn about you now, but it was a new experience for me, and I felt a little dizzy for a while.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see,\" cried Catherine triumphantly. She lowered her voice again. \"It's really his wife that's keeping them apart. She's a Catholic, and they don't believe in divorce.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... He was in court now. The judge had fined him five dollars and he had no money. Would the court take his check? Ah, but the court did not know him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh,\" she interrupted impatiently, \"don't start that lecture on aristocracy again! I distrust people who can be intense at this hour in the morning. It's a mild form of insanity--a sort of breakfast-food jag. Morning's the time to sleep, swim, and be careless.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You resemble the advertisement of the man,\" she went on innocently. \"You know the advertisement of the man--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See here,\" he began, \"I intended to pay for yours too. You're my guest.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh!\" she cried, \"I want to go south to Hot Springs! I want to get out in the air and just roll around on the new grass and forget there's ever been any winter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When next he became conscious he was back in the guard-house, and the other prisoners were throwing him curious glances. The eyes returned no more. It was many days before he realized that the voice must have been Dot's, that she had called out to him and made some sort of disturbance. He decided this just previous to the expiration of his sentence, when the cloud that oppressed him had lifted, leaving him in a deep, dispirited lethargy. As the conscious mediator, the monitor who kept that fearsome menage of horror, grew stronger, Anthony became physically weaker.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I mean it,\" she insisted. \"I'd love to have you. Lots of room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had known her a month, a girl of nondescript and nomadic habits. Someone had casually passed her on to Anthony, who considered her amusing and rather liked the chaste and fairylike kisses she had given him on the third night of their acquaintance, when they had driven in a taxi through the Park. She had a vague family--a shadowy aunt and uncle who shared with her an apartment in the labyrinthine hundreds. She was company, familiar and faintly intimate and restful. Further than that he did not care to experiment--not from any moral compunction, but from a dread of allowing any entanglement to disturb what he felt was the growing serenity of his life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony began to run again. The cries were clear and distinct now as they rose with clouds of frosted breath into the chilly air:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The doctor had arrived, and Amory went over to the couch, where some one handed him a sheet to put over the body. With a sudden hardness, he raised one of the hands and let it fall back inertly. The brow was cold but the face not expressionless. He looked at the shoe-laces--Dick had tied them that morning. He had tied them--and now he was this heavy white mass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Perhaps,\" he assented. \"I'm rather pagan at present. It's just that religion doesn't seem to have the slightest bearing on life at my age.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's what you ought to do,\" she exclaimed triumphantly. \"Of course I shouldn't think anybody would want to work for nothing. But it'd give you something to do. What do you do with yourselves, anyway? Nobody ever sees you at Montmartre or--or anywhere.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... She was in the hall. She had said good night but no one had heard or heeded her. It seemed for an instant as though something had looked down over the head of the banister, but she could not have gone back into the living room--better madness than the madness of that clamor.... Up-stairs she fumbled for the electric switch and missed it in the darkness; a roomful of lightning showed her the button plainly on the wall. But when the impenetrable black shut down, it again eluded her fumbling fingers, so she slipped off her dress and petticoat and threw herself weakly on the dry side of the half-drenched bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I took him into the pantry, where he looked a little reproachfully at the Finn. Together we scrutinized the twelve lemon cakes from the delicatessen shop.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well it seems--well, I am up here--\" He paused and swallowed several times distractedly. \"Oh, yes. Young woman, Colonel Moreland has called up again to ask me to be sure to bring you in to dinner. His son Toby has come all the way from New York to meet you and he's invited several other young people. For the last time, will you----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It transpired that the estate consisted of approximately forty million dollars. The largest bequest to an individual was of one million, to Edward Shuttleworth, who received in addition thirty thousand a year salary as administrator of the thirty-million-dollar trust fund, left to be doled out to various charities and reform societies practically at his own discretion. The remaining nine millions were proportioned among the two cousins in Idaho and about twenty-five other beneficiaries: friends, secretaries, servants, and employees, who had, at one time or another, earned the seal of Adam Patch's approval.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you think you can get me a trial?\" she demanded with the arrogance peculiar to all beautiful women, to all women who have ever at any time considered themselves beautiful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, possibly. Anyway, we can't afford that apartment. But we can afford it better than living here at the Ritz.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then tragedy's emerald eyes glared suddenly at Amory over the edge of June. On the night after his ride to Lawrenceville a crowd sallied to New York in quest of adventure, and started back to Princeton about twelve o'clock in two machines. It had been a gay party and different stages of sobriety were represented. Amory was in the car behind; they had taken the wrong road and lost the way, and so were hurrying to catch up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Halt!\" The monosyllable came from the yellow glare that the headlights dropped upon the changing road. The taxi-driver threw out his clutch and a sentry walked up, carrying his rifle at the port. With him, by an ill chance, was the officer of the guard.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'd have enjoyed astonishing you--watching your eyes open on things. If you only wanted things! Don't you see?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: Don't talk that way; you frighten me. It sounds as if we weren't going to have each other. (She cries a little and rising from the couch goes to the armchair.) I've felt all afternoon that things were worse. I nearly went wild down at the office--couldn't write a line.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This is just a friend. I told you we'd talk about that some other time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Doctor Martin across the street was out. Doctor Foulke, their family physician, didn't answer. She racked her brains and in desperation called her throat specialist, and bit her lip furiously while he looked up the numbers of two physicians. During that interminable moment she thought she heard loud voices down-stairs--but she seemed to be in another world now. After fifteen minutes she located a physician who sounded angry and sulky at being called out of bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Please, Mis' Piper, I tank Yulie got her hand poisoned. It's all swole up and her cheeks is hot and she's moanin' an' groanin'----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: And don't waste a lot of time with the college set--little boys nineteen and twenty years old. I don't mind a prom or a football game, but staying away from advantageous parties to eat in little cafes down-town with Tom, Dick, and Harry--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were days when Amory resented that life had changed from an even progress along a road stretching ever in sight, with the scenery merging and blending, into a succession of quick, unrelated scenes--two years of sweat and blood, that sudden absurd instinct for paternity that Rosalind had stirred; the half-sensual, half-neurotic quality of this autumn with Eleanor. He felt that it would take all time, more than he could ever spare, to glue these strange cumbersome pictures into the scrap-book of his life. It was all like a banquet where he sat for this half-hour of his youth and tried to enjoy brilliant epicurean courses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Another dawn flung itself across the river, a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face white from a night's carouse. A melancholy siren sounded far down the river.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you have to do that dance in the last act?\" he was asking earnestly--\"I mean, would they dismiss you if you refused to do it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see, Amory, we're Marxian Socialists,\" explained Kerry. \"We don't believe in property and we're putting it to the great test.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory found the slicker a most valuable classification until his junior year in college, when the outline became so blurred and indeterminate that it had to be subdivided many times, and became only a quality. Amory's secret ideal had all the slicker qualifications, but, in addition, courage and tremendous brains and talents--also Amory conceded him a bizarre streak that was quite irreconcilable to the slicker proper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I couldn't forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy--they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony hesitated--then, with sudden discernment, opened the closet door. His suspicions were verified. On the hook provided hung the blue bag furnished by the hotel. This was full of his clothes--he had put them there himself. The floor beneath it was littered with an astonishing mass of finery--lingerie, stockings, dresses, nightgowns, and pajamas--most of it scarcely worn but all of it coming indubitably under the general heading of Gloria's laundry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He returned to America in 1912 because of one of his grandfather's sudden illnesses, and after an excessively tiresome talk with the perpetually convalescent old man he decided to put off until his grandfather's death the idea of living permanently abroad. After a prolonged search he took an apartment on Fifty-second Street and to all appearances settled down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"For how many, sir?\" It was still Bounds, standing patient and motionless at the foot of the bed--Bounds who divided his manner among three gentlemen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And Miss Bernice had. Perhaps it began with Warren's desire to rouse jealousy in Marjorie; perhaps it was the familiar though unrecognized strain of Marjorie in Bernice's conversation; perhaps it was both of these and something of sincere attraction besides. But somehow the collective mind of the younger set knew within a week that Marjorie's most reliable beau had made an amazing face-about and was giving an indisputable rush to Marjorie's guest. The question of the moment was how Marjorie would take it. Warren called Bernice on the 'phone twice a day, sent her notes, and they were frequently seen together in his roadster, obviously engrossed in one of those tense, significant conversations as to whether or not he was sincere.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How you, Clark?\" she inquired a minute later as she slipped nimbly over the side of the car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He rose to his feet and threw himself on the bed in an ecstasy of sentiment, and then lay exhausted while he realized slowly that he had been very drunk the night before, and that his head was spinning again wildly. He laughed, rose, and crossed again to Lethe....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Clark Darrow--he would understand; or Joe Ewing; she couldn't be left here to wander forever--to be frozen, heart, body, and soul. This her--this Sally Carrol! Why, she was a happy thing. She was a happy little girl. She liked warmth and summer and Dixie.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Absolutely. Look at you; you're on The New Democracy, considered the most brilliant weekly in the country, read by the men who do things and all that. What's your business? Why, to be as clever, as interesting, and as brilliantly cynical as possible about every man, doctrine, book, or policy that is assigned you to deal with. The more strong lights, the more spiritual scandal you can throw on the matter, the more money they pay you, the more the people buy the issue.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The street numbers of Riverside Drive were obscured by the mist and dripping trees from anything but the swiftest scrutiny, but Amory had finally caught sight of one--One Hundred and Twenty-seventh Street. He got off and with no distinct destination followed a winding, descending sidewalk and came out facing the river, in particular a long pier and a partitioned litter of shipyards for miniature craft: small launches, canoes, rowboats, and catboats. He turned northward and followed the shore, jumped a small wire fence and found himself in a great disorderly yard adjoining a dock. The hulls of many boats in various stages of repair were around him; he smelled sawdust and paint and the scarcely distinguishable fiat odor of the Hudson. A man approached through the heavy gloom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I did. His man says he's gone down to Princeton to address a literary club or some such thing. Won't be back till Monday.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Even Amory's reading paled during this period; he delved further into the misty side streets of literature: Huysmans, Walter Pater, Theophile Gautier, and the racier sections of Rabelais, Boccaccio, Petronius, and Suetonius. One week, through general curiosity, he inspected the private libraries of his classmates and found Sloane's as typical as any: sets of Kipling, O. Henry, John Fox, Jr., and Richard Harding Davis; \"What Every Middle-Aged Woman Ought to Know,\" \"The Spell of the Yukon\"; a \"gift\" copy of James Whitcomb Riley, an assortment of battered, annotated schoolbooks, and, finally, to his surprise, one of his own late discoveries, the collected poems of Rupert Brooke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want to see Mr. Bloeckman--Mr. Black,\" he said. \"He's up-stairs--have him paged.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can imagine,\" insisted Anthony, \"a man knowing too much for his talent to express. Like me. Suppose, for instance, I have more wisdom than you, and less talent. It would tend to make me inarticulate. You, on the contrary, have enough water to fill the pail and a big enough pail to hold the water.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You don't understand,\" said Gatsby, with a touch of panic. \"You're not going to take care of her any more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't think where. I went straight to the kitchen. The dining-room, maybe.\" She started hopefully for the dining-room, but turned suddenly at the sound of a gasp behind her. Evylyn had sat down heavily in a Morris chair, her brows drawn very close together eyes blanking furiously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a sigh her arms unwound from Carlyle's neck, and her eyes, transfigured and far away, fell upon the boarding party. Her uncle saw her upper lip slowly swell into that arrogant pout he knew so well.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He considered for a moment. Then, with reluctance: \"I want to get the grass cut,\" he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The waiter approached, and Kerry gravely handed him a dollar, tossed two dollars on the check, and turned away. They sauntered leisurely toward the door, pursued in a moment by the suspicious Ganymede.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I think it was on the third day that a telegram signed Henry C. Gatz arrived from a town in Minnesota. It said only that the sender was leaving immediately and to postpone the funeral until he came.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The volume of the voices grew; the great cavern was a phantasmagoria of torches waving in great banks of fire, of colors and the rhythm of soft-leather steps. The leading column turned and halted, platoon deploys in front of platoon until the whole procession made a solid flag of flame, and then from thousands of voices burst a mighty shout that filled the air like a crash of thunder, and sent the torches wavering. It was magnificent, it was tremendous! To Sally Carol it was the North offering sacrifice on some mighty altar to the gray pagan God of Snow. As the shout died the band struck up again and there came more singing, and then long reverberating cheers by each club.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The conversation developed into one of the most violent quarrels they had ever had. After the ensuing reconciliation and the inevitable period of moral inertia, she realized that he had taken the life out of the project. Neither of them ever mentioned the probability that Bloeckman was by no means disinterested, but they both knew that it lay back of Anthony's objection.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But I have to have a soul,\" he objected. \"I can't be rational--and I won't be molecular.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His return had brought into the foreground all their pre-bellum exasperations. Prices had risen alarmingly and in perverse ratio their income had shrunk to a little over half of its original size. There had been the large retainer's fee to Mr. Haight; there were stocks bought at one hundred, now down to thirty and forty and other investments that were not paying at all. During the previous spring Gloria had been given the alternative of leaving the apartment or of signing a year's lease at two hundred and twenty-five a month. She had signed it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"(2) The atavistic master whose mistress one is, to wait on his pleasure. This sort always considers every pretty woman 'shallow,' a sort of peacock with arrested development.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The night deepened. A pale new moon smiled misty-eyed upon the sea, and as the shore faded dimly out and dark clouds were blown like leaves along the far horizon a great haze of moonshine suddenly bathed the yacht and spread an avenue of glittering mail in her swift path. From time to time there was the bright flare of a match as one of them lighted a cigarette, but except for the low under-tone of the throbbing engines and the even wash of the waves about the stern the yacht was quiet as a dream boat star-bound through the heavens. Round them bowed the smell of the night sea, bringing with it an infinite languor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I couldn't sleep all night; a foghorn was groaning incessantly on the Sound, and I tossed half-sick between grotesque reality and savage, frightening dreams. Toward dawn I heard a taxi go up Gatsby's drive, and immediately I jumped out of bed and began to dress--I felt that I had something to tell him, something to warn him about, and morning would be too late.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY: Seven o'clock. Where's the Caramel? (Impatiently.) I wish he'd finish that interminable novel. I've spent more time hungry----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He seemed reluctant to put away the picture, held it for another minute, lingeringly, before my eyes. Then he returned the wallet and pulled from his pocket a ragged old copy of a book called Hopalong Cassidy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, don't say you're sorry! If you can't think of anything better than that, just keep quiet!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, the fact is--the truth of the matter is that I'm staying with some people up here in Greenwich, and they rather expect me to be with them tomorrow. In fact, there's a sort of picnic or something. Of course I'll do my best to get away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't laugh at me!\" cried his assailant. \"I been workin' all day. I'm tired as hell!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Send me a post-card! I'll come up any time after January first. I'll be eighteen then.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not,\" said Monsignor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Miss Baker?\" he inquired. \"I beg your pardon, but Mr. Gatsby would like to speak to you alone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you remember,\" called Anthony from the bathroom, \"when Maury got out at the corner of One Hundred and Tenth Street and acted as a traffic cop, beckoning cars forward and motioning them back? They must have thought he was a private detective.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory was far from contented. He missed the place he had won at St. Regis', the being known and admired, yet Princeton stimulated him, and there were many things ahead calculated to arouse the Machiavelli latent in him, could he but insert a wedge. The upper-class clubs, concerning which he had pumped a reluctant graduate during the previous summer, excited his curiosity: Ivy, detached and breathlessly aristocratic; Cottage, an impressive melange of brilliant adventurers and well-dressed philanderers; Tiger Inn, broad-shouldered and athletic, vitalized by an honest elaboration of prep-school standards; Cap and Gown, anti-alcoholic, faintly religious and politically powerful; flamboyant Colonial; literary Quadrangle; and the dozen others, varying in age and position.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We talked for a moment about some wet, grey little villages in France. Evidently he lived in this vicinity, for he told me that he had just bought a hydroplane, and was going to try it out in the morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why--yes. If you don't dedicate me to the parents and dash off in the corner with Dora.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The intense power Amory felt later in Burne Holiday differed from the admiration he had had for Humbird. This time it began as purely a mental interest. With other men of whom he had thought as primarily first-class, he had been attracted first by their personalities, and in Burne he missed that immediate magnetism to which he usually swore allegiance. But that night Amory was struck by Burne's intense earnestness, a quality he was accustomed to associate only with the dread stupidity, and by the great enthusiasm that struck dead chords in his heart. Burne stood vaguely for a land Amory hoped he was drifting toward--and it was almost time that land was in sight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lieutenant Kretching, blond, dull and phlegmatic, introduced Anthony ponderously to the problems of attention, right face, about face, and at ease. His principal defect was his forgetfulness. He often kept the company straining and aching at attention for five minutes while he stood out in front and explained a new movement--as a result only the men in the centre knew what it was all about--those on both flanks had been too emphatically impressed with the necessity of staring straight ahead.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello, Mr. McIntyre.\" Samuel rose, but omitted the formality of offering his hand. He imagined the rancher cordially loathed him, and he hardly blamed him. McIntyre came in and sat down leisurely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were fickle groups that jumped from club to club; there were friends of two or three days who announced tearfully and wildly that they must join the same club, nothing should separate them; there were snarling disclosures of long-hidden grudges as the Suddenly Prominent remembered snubs of freshman year. Unknown men were elevated into importance when they received certain coveted bids; others who were considered \"all set\" found that they had made unexpected enemies, felt themselves stranded and deserted, talked wildly of leaving college.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, you find in his characters a certain brooding rigidity. They're righteous, narrow, and cheerless, without infinite possibilities for great sorrow or joy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At Andover he was given a roommate named Gilly Hood. Gilly was thirteen, undersized, and rather the school pet. From the September day when Mr. Meredith's valet stowed Samuel's clothing in the best bureau and asked, on departing, \"hif there was hanything helse, Master Samuel?\" Gilly cried out that the faculty had played him false. He felt like an irate frog in whose bowl has been put goldfish.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the washstand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor. Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene with an oblivious embrace. For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It is in the twenties that the actual momentum of life begins to slacken, and it is a simple soul indeed to whom as many things are significant and meaningful at thirty as at ten years before. At thirty an organ-grinder is a more or less moth-eaten man who grinds an organ--and once he was an organ-grinder! The unmistakable stigma of humanity touches all those impersonal and beautiful things that only youth ever grasps in their impersonal glory. A brilliant ball, gay with light romantic laughter, wears through its own silks and satins to show the bare framework of a man-made thing--oh, that eternal hand!--a play, most tragic and most divine, becomes merely a succession of speeches, sweated over by the eternal plagiarist in the clammy hours and acted by men subject to cramps, cowardice, and manly sentiment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But as the door closed something snapped within Bernice. She sprang dynamically to her feet, clinching her hands, then swiftly and noiseless crossed over to her bed and from underneath it dragged out her suitcase. Into it she tossed toilet articles and a change of clothing, Then she turned to her trunk and quickly dumped in two drawerfulls of lingerie and stammer dresses. She moved quietly, but deadly efficiency, and in three-quarters of an hour her trunk was locked and strapped and she was fully dressed in a becoming new travelling suit that Marjorie had helped her pick out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At this point the darn fool entered in person and included the crowd in one of his irritating smiles. Two boys said, \"'Lo, Mer'dith\"; the others gave him a chilly glance and went on talking to Gilly. But Samuel seemed unsatisfied.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He asked her if she thought he was conceited. She said there was a difference between conceit and self-confidence. She adored self-confidence in men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hit me!\" she implored him--wildly, stupidly. \"Oh, hit me, and I'll kiss the hand you hit me with!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "DICK: I don't doubt it. I bet you two have been sitting here for an hour talking about liquor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Immediately every one smoked--whether they had previously desired to or not. Anthony's cigarette contributed to the hazy oxidation which seemed to roll back and forth in opalescent clouds with every motion of the train. The conversation, which had lapsed between the two impressive visits of the young officer, now revived tepidly; the men across the aisle began making clumsy experiments with their straw seats' capacity for comparative comfort; two card games, half-heartedly begun, soon drew several spectators to sitting positions on the arms of seats. In a few minutes Anthony became aware of a persistently obnoxious sound--the small, defiant Sicilian had fallen audibly asleep. It was wearisome to contemplate that animate protoplasm, reasonable by courtesy only, shut up in a car by an incomprehensible civilization, taken somewhere, to do a vague something without aim or significance or consequence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't you want to come up to the room? I've got a few other books.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Coast-to-Coast Gloria.\" Her voice was full of laughter, laughter undefined as the varying shadows playing between fire and lamp upon her hair. \"O Lord!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Marcia wearily, \"I don't know where it's coming from. It's up to the old head now. Shoulders is out of business.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When Vanity kissed Vanity, a hundred happy Junes ago, he pondered o'er her breathlessly, and, that all men might ever know, he rhymed her eyes with life and death: \"Thru Time I'll save my love!\" he said... yet Beauty vanished with his breath, and, with her lovers, she was dead... --Ever his wit and not her eyes, ever his art and not her hair: \"Who'd learn a trick in rhyme, be wise and pause before his sonnet there\"... So all my words, however true, might sing you to a thousandth June, and no one ever know that you were Beauty for an afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On the subway Anthony had counted his money and found that he had almost four dollars. He could pay for two rounds at fifty cents a drink--which meant that he would have six drinks. Then he would go over to Sixth Avenue and get twenty dollars and a pawn ticket in exchange for his watch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won't.\" (This was an ancient distinction of Amory's.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony considered that he was being extraordinarily logical. But Gloria, unimpressed, put away her cosmetics and casually offered him her back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He paused, and then saw for the first time Ferrenby's eyes, wearing a hungry look and watching him eagerly. Amory returned the gaze pointedly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he was gone I turned immediately to Jordan--constrained to assure her of my surprise. I had expected that Mr. Gatsby would be a florid and corpulent person in his middle years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But he had not given up. To the time of Anthony's arrival in the arena he had been making steady progress. She treated him rather well--except that she had called him always by an invidious nickname--perceiving, meanwhile, that he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I don't know what to think, Gloria. Your last letter, short, cold, without a word of affection or even a decent account of what you've been doing, came two weeks ago. It's only natural that I should wonder. If your love for me isn't absolutely dead it seems that you'd at least keep me from worry--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Kiss me,\" she whispered, \"and call me 'dear heart.' I love to hear you say 'dear heart.' And bring me a book to read to-morrow. No more Sam Pepys, but something trick and trashy. I've been wild for something to do all day.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You and your dirty gang of crooks!\" he cried. \"Not one of you has got an honest love for anything on God's earth! You're a herd of money-swine!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But Beatrice Blaine! There was a woman! Early pictures taken on her father's estate at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, or in Rome at the Sacred Heart Convent--an educational extravagance that in her youth was only for the daughters of the exceptionally wealthy--showed the exquisite delicacy of her features, the consummate art and simplicity of her clothes. A brilliant education she had--her youth passed in renaissance glory, she was versed in the latest gossip of the Older Roman Families; known by name as a fabulously wealthy American girl to Cardinal Vitori and Queen Margherita and more subtle celebrities that one must have had some culture even to have heard of. She learned in England to prefer whiskey and soda to wine, and her small talk was broadened in two senses during a winter in Vienna.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Blowing bubbles--that's what we're doing, Anthony and me. And we blew such beautiful ones to-day, and they'll explode and then we'll blow more and more, I guess--bubbles just as big and just as beautiful, until all the soap and water is used up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Every child,\" said Amory, \"should have an equal start. If his father can endow him with a good physique and his mother with some common sense in his early education, that should be his heritage. If the father can't give him a good physique, if the mother has spent in chasing men the years in which she should have been preparing herself to educate her children, so much the worse for the child. He shouldn't be artificially bolstered up with money, sent to these horrible tutoring schools, dragged through college... Every boy ought to have an equal start.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The bassoon and two cellos crashed into a final chord. She paused and poised a moment on her toes with every muscle tense, her young face looking out dully at the audience in what one young girl afterward called \"such a curious, puzzled look,\" and then without bowing rushed from the stage. Into the dressing-room she sped, kicked out of one dress and into another, and caught a taxi outside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Just sit still, buddy, and you'll feel better. Those guys sure give you a bump.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Just after nine o'clock Anthony staggered to his feet and, bidding them a thick good night, walked unsteadily to the door, handing Sammy one of his two quarters as he passed out. Once in the street he hesitated uncertainly and then started in the direction of Sixth Avenue, where he remembered to have frequently passed several loan offices. He went by a news-stand and two drug-stores--and then he realized that he was standing in front of the place which he sought, and that it was shut and barred. Unperturbed he continued; another one, half a block down, was also closed--so were two more across the street, and a fifth in the square below. Seeing a faint light in the last one, he began to knock on the glass door; he desisted only when a watchman appeared in the back of the shop and motioned him angrily to move on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Isabelle!\" His whisper blended in the music, and they seemed to float nearer together. Her breath came faster. \"Can't I kiss you, Isabelle--Isabelle?\" Lips half parted, she turned her head to him in the dark. Suddenly the ring of voices, the sound of running footsteps surged toward them. Quick as a flash Amory reached up and turned on the light, and when the door opened and three boys, the wrathy and dance-craving Froggy among them, rushed in, he was turning over the magazines on the table, while she sat without moving, serene and unembarrassed, and even greeted them with a welcoming smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "DICK: Well, even admitting all that, be a decent pragmatist and grant a poor man the instinct to live. Would you want every one to accept that sophistic rot?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Five, with Becker.\" His nostrils turned to me in an interested way. \"I understand you're looking for a business gonnegtion.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Reading over what I have written so far, I see I have given the impression that the events of three nights several weeks apart were all that absorbed me. On the contrary, they were merely casual events in a crowded summer, and, until much later, they absorbed me infinitely less than my personal affairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THE VOICE: (Very much depressed) Yes, it is truly a melancholy spectacle. Women with receding chins and shapeless noses go about in broad daylight saying \"Do this!\" and \"Do that!\" and all the men, even those of great wealth, obey implicitly their women to whom they refer sonorously either as \"Mrs. So-and-so\" or as \"the wife.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There are long periods when she cordially loathes her whole family. She is quite unprincipled; her philosophy is carpe diem for herself and laissez faire for others. She loves shocking stories: she has that coarse streak that usually goes with natures that are both fine and big. She wants people to like her, but if they do not it never worries her or changes her. She is by no means a model character.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "If Evylyn's beauty had hesitated an her early thirties it came to an abrupt decision just afterward and completely left her. A tentative outlay of wrinkles on her face suddenly deepened and flesh collected rapidly on her legs and hips and arms. Her mannerism of drawing her brows together had become an expression--it was habitual when she was reading or speaking and even while she slept. She was forty-six.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a furious, despairing energy she rose again and started blindly down the darkness. She must get out. She might be lost in here for days, freeze to death and lie embedded in the ice like corpses she had read of, kept perfectly preserved until the melting of a glacier. Harry probably thought she had left with the others--he had gone by now; no one would know until next day. She reached pitifully for the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You people--you people----\" Evylyn's arms were around him and her eyes were pleading with him frantically, but he pushed her away and sank dazed into a kitchen chair, his face like porcelain. \"You've been doing things to me, Evylyn. Why, you little devil! You little devil!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bernice stood on the curb and looked at the sign, Sevier Barber-Shop. It was a guillotine indeed, and the hangman was the first barber, who, attired in a white coat and smoking a cigarette, leaned nonchalantly against the first chair. He must have heard of her; he must have been waiting all week, smoking eternal cigarettes beside that portentous, too-often-mentioned first chair. Would they blind-fold her? No, but they would tie a white cloth round her neck lest any of her blood--nonsense--hair--should get on her clothes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let him have my neck at least,\" he urged, regarding himself gravely in the glass. \"You've often said you liked my neck because the Adam's apple doesn't show, and, besides, your neck's too short.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Biloxi?\" He concentrated with an effort. \"I didn't know him. He was a friend of Daisy's.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony grunted savagely. His pleasure in the conversation began to wane. He was nervous and craving for a drink.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were still standing, and as she spoke she made a little movement toward the door. Gedney looked at her miserably, trying, here at the end, to treasure up a last picture of her--and then suddenly both of them were stiffened into marble at the sound of steps on the walk outside. Instantly her arm reached out grasping the lapel of his coat--half urged, half swung him through the big door into the dark dining-room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He knocked and, at a word, entered. Gloria, dressed in simple pink, starched and fresh as a flower, was across the room, standing very still, and looking at him wide-eyed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I was sort of fresh at first,\" he told Frog Parker patronizingly, \"but I got along fine--lightest man on the squad. You ought to go away to school, Froggy. It's great stuff.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He reached up on tiptoes and peered over a circle of heads into the garage, which was lit only by a yellow light in a swinging metal basket overhead. Then he made a harsh sound in his throat, and with a violent thrusting movement of his powerful arms pushed his way through.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Did you mind it?\" said Mr. Debris, smiling blandly. \"Did it seem hard? I can't tell anything about it until I have it run off.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We've moved around a lot,\" chattered Mrs. Ahearn, her red head nodding violently. \"Oh, yes, we've never stayed so long in a town before--but I do hope we're here for good. I like it here; don't you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A dead man passed us in a hearse heaped with blooms, followed by two carriages with drawn blinds, and by more cheerful carriages for friends. The friends looked out at us with the tragic eyes and short upper lips of southeastern Europe, and I was glad that the sight of Gatsby's splendid car was included in their sombre holiday. As we crossed Blackwell's Island a limousine passed us, driven by a white chauffeur, in which sat three modish negroes, two bucks and a girl. I laughed aloud as the yolks of their eyeballs rolled toward us in haughty rivalry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, it's something that--that--there's a lot of them. You're not one, and neither am I, though I am more than you are.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They have accents, my dear,\" she told Amory, \"not Southern accents or Boston accents, not an accent attached to any locality, just an accent\"--she became dreamy. \"They pick up old, moth-eaten London accents that are down on their luck and have to be used by some one. They talk as an English butler might after several years in a Chicago grand-opera company.\" She became almost incoherent--\"Suppose--time in every Western woman's life--she feels her husband is prosperous enough for her to have--accent--they try to impress me, my dear--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: (Referring to note-book) I had a wire from Hartford. Dawson Ryder is coming up. Now there's a young man I like, and he's floating in money. It seems to me that since you seem tired of Howard Gillespie you might give Mr. Ryder some encouragement. This is the third time he's been up in a month.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria shook her head angrily, and saying no more returned to the porch. Anthony saw that she was trying to forget her uncertainty and devote herself to enjoying the evening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Only I like alliterative names,\" she went on, \"all except mine. Mine's too flamboyant. I used to know two girls named Jinks, though, and just think if they'd been named anything except what they were named--Judy Jinks and Jerry Jinks. Cute, what? Don't you think?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "PARAMORE: At present I'm doing service work in Stamford. Only last week some one told me that Anthony Patch lived so near.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That's my Middle West--not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth, and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow. I am part of that, a little solemn with the feel of those long winters, a little complacent from growing up in the Carraway house in a city where dwellings are still called through decades by a family's name. I see now that this has been a story of the West, after all--Tom and Gatsby, Daisy and Jordan and I, were all Westerners, and perhaps we possessed some deficiency in common which made us subtly unadaptable to Eastern life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good-by,\" said Olson. He reached in his pocket suggestively, but Amory snorted, and, taking the girl's arm, turned away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "--Was this Maury? thought Gloria. From any one else the story would have amused her, but from Maury, the infinitely appreciative, the apotheosis of tact and consideration....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The Bronx--the houses gathering and gleaming in the sun, which was falling now through wide refulgent skies and tumbling caravans of light down into the streets. New York, he supposed, was home--the city of luxury and mystery, of preposterous hopes and exotic dreams. Here on the outskirts absurd stucco palaces reared themselves in the cool sunset, poised for an instant in cool unreality, glided off far away, succeeded by the mazed confusion of the Harlem River. The train moved in through the deepening twilight, above and past half a hundred cheerful sweating streets of the upper East Side, each one passing the car window like the space between the spokes of a gigantic wheel, each one with its vigorous colorful revelation of poor children swarming in feverish activity like vivid ants in alleys of red sand. From the tenement windows leaned rotund, moon-shaped mothers, as constellations of this sordid heaven; women like dark imperfect jewels, women like vegetables, women like great bags of abominably dirty laundry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gloria,\" began Anthony, sitting down on the bed and trying to catch her mirrored eyes, \"you're a nice fellow, you are! I've sent it out every time it's been sent since we left New York, and over a week ago you promised you'd do it for a change. All you'd have to do would be to cram your own junk into that bag and ring for the chambermaid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: He's got a new name for it. \"The Demon Lover \"--not bad, eh?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'Let's join together and make a great book that will last forever to mock the credulity of man. Let's persuade our more erotic poets to write about the delights of the flesh, and induce some of our robust journalists to contribute stories of famous amours. We'll include all the most preposterous old wives' tales now current. We'll choose the keenest satirist alive to compile a deity from all the deities worshipped by mankind, a deity who will be more magnificent than any of them, and yet so weakly human that he'll become a byword for laughter the world over--and we'll ascribe to him all sorts of jokes and vanities and rages, in which he'll be supposed to indulge for his own diversion, so that the people will read our book and ponder it, and there'll be no more nonsense in the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The night before the engagement was announced she told Bloeckman. It was a heavy blow. She did not enlighten Anthony as to the details, but she implied that he had not hesitated to argue with her. Anthony gathered that the interview had terminated on a stormy note, with Gloria very cool and unmoved lying in her corner of the sofa and Joseph Bloeckman of \"Films Par Excellence\" pacing the carpet with eyes narrowed and head bowed. Gloria had been sorry for him but she had judged it best not to show it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The girl had stolen to the bed and tumbled upon it; lay there listening wretchedly to the knocking which had grown gradually to a pounding. Then came a man's voice, angry and imperative:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"... Any day next week,\" Bloeckman was saying to Gloria. \"Here--take this card. What they do is to give you a test of about three hundred feet of film, and they can tell pretty accurately from that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Madame expects you in the salon!\" he cried, needlessly indicating the direction. In this heat every extra gesture was an affront to the common store of life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Be ver' nice,\" said Mr. Sloane, without gratitude. \"Well--think ought to be starting home.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't worry about that; for you not posing may be the biggest pose of all. Pose--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the dense sun-flooded noon of next day a spot in the sea before them resolved casually into a green-and-gray islet, apparently composed of a great granite cliff at its northern end which slanted south through a mile of vivid coppice and grass to a sandy beach melting lazily into the surf. When Ardita, reading in her favorite seat, came to the last page of The Revolt of the Angels, and slamming the book shut looked up and saw it, she gave a little cry of delight, and called to Carlyle, who was standing moodily by the rail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I detest poor people,\" thought Amory suddenly. \"I hate them for being poor. Poverty may have been beautiful once, but it's rotten now. It's the ugliest thing in the world. It's essentially cleaner to be corrupt and rich than it is to be innocent and poor.\" He seemed to see again a figure whose significance had once impressed him--a well-dressed young man gazing from a club window on Fifth Avenue and saying something to his companion with a look of utter disgust.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It occurred to him, of course, that Carhart was trying him out. Hamil's report on his handling of this might be a factor in something big for him, but even without that he would have done his best to put the thing through. Ten years in New York hadn't made him sentimental and he was quite accustomed to finish everything he began--and a little bit more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nothing. 'Cept she's damn good-looking. Came in here yesterday and sent a wire to some guy to meet her somewhere. Then a minute ago she came in with a telegram all written out and was standin' there goin' to give it to me when she changed her mind or somep'n and all of a sudden tore it up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We raced all over town in those hansoms and Maury sat up with his driver, don't you remember? Then we came home and he tried to cook some bacon--came out of the pantry with a few blackened remains, insisting it was 'fried to the proverbial crisp.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Ah, la belle dame sans merci who lived in his heart, made known to him in transitory fading splendor by dark eyes in the Ritz-Carlton, by a shadowy glance from a passing carriage in the Bois de Boulogne! But those nights were only part of a song, a remembered glory--here again were the faint winds, the illusions, the eternal present with its promise of romance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There was a position,\" confessed Mr. Macy reluctantly, \"but since then we've filled it.\" He cleared his throat again. \"You've waited quite a while.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see I think everything's terrible anyhow,\" she went on in a convinced way. \"Everybody thinks so--the most advanced people. And I know. I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.\" Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom's, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. \"Sophisticated--God, I'm sophisticated!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two or three cigarettes were shot out through the open windows. Others were retained inside, though kept sketchily away from view. From here and there in accents of bravado, of mockery, of submissive humor, a few remarks were dropped that soon melted into the listless and pervasive silence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Are you sure they know about the channel? They may be only standing by to take a look at the island in the morning. From where they are they couldn't see the opening in the cliff.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It is, right now. But if it were made illegal to have more than a certain amount the best men would all flock for the one other reward which attracts humanity--honor.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello Tarbox,\" said Jordan. \"I've just been bringing together two celebrities. I've brought M'sieur Laurier out with me. M'sieur Laurier, let me present Mr. Tarbox, Mrs. Tarbox's husband.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She shut her lips tightly to keep from screaming, and increased her gait. Before she had gone another hundred yards the woods disappeared, rolling back like a dark stocking from the leg of the road. Three minutes' walk ahead of her, suspended in the now high and limitless air, she saw a thin interlacing of attenuated gleams and glitters, centred in a regular undulation on some one invisible point. Abruptly she knew where she would go. That was the great cascade of wires that rose high over the river, like the legs of a gigantic spider whose eye was the little green light in the switch-house, and ran with the railroad bridge in the direction of the station.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I am both interested and amused,\" said the big man. \"You are very young.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony was late and the venerable philanthropist was awaiting him in a glass-walled sun parlor, where he was glancing through the morning papers for the second time. His secretary, Edward Shuttleworth--who before his regeneration had been gambler, saloon-keeper, and general reprobate--ushered Anthony into the room, exhibiting his redeemer and benefactor as though he were displaying a treasure of immense value.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Damn,\" whispered Ardita. She felt tears gathering in her eyes \"We'll go back to the yacht,\" he said. \"I prefer that to being hunted out up here like a 'possum.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A darkling figure, he attained tragedy in leaving the life that had used him so shabbily. Three young gunmen came in one night, tied him up and left him on a pile of coal in the cellar while they went through the trunk room. When the janitor found him next morning he had collapsed from chill. He died of pneumonia four days later.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony considered with chilling lack of inspiration. \"Some sandwiches,\" he repeated helplessly, \"oh, some cheese sandwiches and jelly ones and chicken and olive, I guess. Never mind breakfast.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When the phone rang that afternoon and Long Distance said Chicago was calling I thought this would be Daisy at last. But the connection came through as a man's voice, very thin and far away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You certainly won't. You may freeze your nose, but you won't be shivery cold. It's hard and dry, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were making money--each contract he signed called for more--but when he went to managers and told them that he wanted to separate from his sextet and go on as a regular pianist, they laughed at him and told him he was crazy--it would be an artistic suicide. He used to laugh afterward at the phrase \"artistic suicide.\" They all used it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, but you're missing the real point, Tom,\" Amory interrupted. \"You've just had your eyes opened to the snobbishness of the world in a rather abrupt manner. Princeton invariably gives the thoughtful man a social sense.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But it was not arranged with the real-estate agent, nor was it arranged at all. Dispiritedly, without even any talk of making the best of it, without even Gloria's all-sufficing \"I don't care,\" they went back to the house that they now knew heeded neither youth nor love--only those austere and incommunicable memories that they could never share.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There had been a colored woman named Belle Pope Calhoun who played the piano at parties given for white children--nice white children that would have passed Curtis Carlyle with a sniff. But the ragged little \"poh white\" used to sit beside her piano by the hour and try to get in an alto with one of those kazoos that boys hum through. Before he was thirteen he was picking up a living teasing ragtime out of a battered violin in little cafes round Nashville. Eight years later the ragtime craze hit the country, and he took six darkies on the Orpheum circuit. Five of them were boys he had grown up with; the other was the little mulatto, Babe Divine, who was a wharf nigger round New York, and long before that a plantation hand in Bermuda, until he stuck an eight-inch stiletto in his master's back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He read enormously. He was puzzled and depressed by \"A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man\"; intensely interested by \"Joan and Peter\" and \"The Undying Fire,\" and rather surprised by his discovery through a critic named Mencken of several excellent American novels: \"Vandover and the Brute,\" \"The Damnation of Theron Ware,\" and \"Jennie Gerhardt.\" Mackenzie, Chesterton, Galsworthy, Bennett, had sunk in his appreciation from sagacious, life-saturated geniuses to merely diverting contemporaries. Shaw's aloof clarity and brilliant consistency and the gloriously intoxicated efforts of H. G. Wells to fit the key of romantic symmetry into the elusive lock of truth, alone won his rapt attention.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory, I'm very glad we're both alive; this war could easily have been the end of a brilliant family. But in regard to matrimony, you are now at the most dangerous period of your life. You might marry in haste and repent at leisure, but I think you won't. From what you write me about the present calamitous state of your finances, what you want is naturally impossible. However, if I judge you by the means I usually choose, I should say that there will be something of an emotional crisis within the next year.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"April 3rd.--After two hours of Schroeder who, they inform me, has millions, I've decided that this matter of sticking to things wears one out, particularly when the things concerned are men. There's nothing so often overdone and from to-day I swear to be amused. We talked about 'love'--how banal! With how many men have I talked about love?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony, that doesn't matter now; the thing is we've got to live over Sunday and there's nothing in the house but a loaf of bread and a half-pound of bacon and two eggs for breakfast.\" She handed him the contents of her purse. \"There's seventy, eighty, a dollar fifteen. With what you have that makes about two and a half altogether, doesn't it? Anthony, we can get along on that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her thirty-fifth birthday had been an exceptionally busy one, for they were entertaining on short notice that night, as she stood in her bedroom window in the late afternoon she discovered that she was quite tired. Ten years before she would have lain down and slept, but now she had a feeling that things needed watching: maids were cleaning down-stairs, bric-a-brac was all over the floor, and there were sure to be grocery-men that had to be talked to imperatively--and then there was a letter to write Donald, who was fourteen and in his first year away at school.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll send you over,\" suggested his grandfather surprisingly. \"I'll get you over as an authorized correspondent of any newspaper you pick out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Practically not at all. He's making piles of money. He's sort of changed since the war. He's going to marry a girl in Philadelphia who has millions, Ceci Larrabee--anyhow, that's what Town Tattle said.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She confused him and hindered the flow of his ideas. Self-expression had never seemed at once so desirable and so impossible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He sprang excitedly to his feet. How inappropriate that she should be out! He had realized at last what he wanted--to kiss her again, to find rest in her great immobility. She was the end of all restlessness, all malcontent.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, perhaps my nose. But certainly your eyes--and my mouth, and I guess my shape of the face. I wonder; I think he'd be sort of cute if he had my hair.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No one cares about us but ourselves, Anthony,\" she said one day. \"It'd be ridiculous for me to go about pretending I felt any obligations toward the world, and as for worrying what people think about me, I simply don't, that's all. Since I was a little girl in dancing-school I've been criticised by the mothers of all the little girls who weren't as popular as I was, and I've always looked on criticism as a sort of envious tribute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're such a swan in this light,\" he whispered after a moment. There were silences as murmurous as sound. There were pauses that seemed about to shatter and were only to be snatched back to oblivion by the tightening of his arms about her and the sense that she was resting there as a caught, gossamer feather, drifted in out of the dark. Anthony laughed, noiselessly and exultantly, turning his face up and away from her, half in an overpowering rush of triumph, half lest her sight of him should spoil the splendid immobility of her expression. Such a kiss--it was a flower held against the face, never to be described, scarcely to be remembered; as though her beauty were giving off emanations of itself which settled transiently and already dissolving upon his heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As he shook hands and turned away his tragic nose was trembling. I wondered if I had said anything to offend him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then, without warning, she felt other arms around her, felt herself lifted from the lounge. Joe Hull had picked her up and was trying, drunkenly, to imitate Dick.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not I,\" he said softly. \"I was born tired--but with the quality of mother wit, the gift of women like Gloria--to that, for all my talking and listening, my waiting in vain for the eternal generality that seems to lie just beyond every argument and every speculation, to that I have added not one jot.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up-stairs Horace paced the floor of his study. From time to time he glanced toward Berkeley waiting there in suave dark-red reputability, an open book lying suggestively on his cushions. And then he found that his circuit of the floor was bringing him each time nearer to Hume. There was something about Hume that was strangely and inexpressibly different. The diaphanous form still seemed hovering near, and had Horace sat there he would have felt as if he were sitting on a lady's lap.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" he said after a moment, \"but of course I'll say I was. You see, when we left New York she was very nervous and she thought it would steady her to drive--and this woman rushed out at us just as we were passing a car coming the other way. It all happened in a minute, but it seemed to me that she wanted to speak to us, thought we were somebody she knew. Well, first Daisy turned away from the woman toward the other car, and then she lost her nerve and turned back. The second my hand reached the wheel I felt the shock--it must have killed her instantly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, that's O. K. with me. I got a notion I want to see you do something that isn't in your highbrow programme. I want to see if a what-ch-call-em with Brazilian trimmings--that thing you said you were--can be a little human.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But the idea had gripped her so strongly this time that she decided to go the rounds of the moving picture employment agencies. As so often had been the case, her sense of smell worked against her good intentions. The employment agency smelt as though it had been dead a very long time. She waited five minutes inspecting her unprepossessing competitors--then she walked briskly out into the farthest recesses of Central Park and remained so long that she caught a cold. She was trying to air the employment agency out of her walking suit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"One thing I want to ask you,\" he began rather apologetically; \"you Southerners put quite an emphasis on family, and all that--not that it isn't quite all right, but you'll find it a little different here. I mean--you'll notice a lot of things that'll seem to you sort of vulgar display at first, Sally Carrol; but just remember that this is a three-generation town. Everybody has a father, and about half of us have grandfathers. Back of that we don't go.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's gone in to fix her hair,\" he announced wildly. \"I'm waiting to dance another hour with her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So I poked my eyes up over the hedge, but you had started to run, for some unknown reason, and so I saw but the back of your beautiful head. 'Oh!' says I, 'there's a man for whom many of us might sigh,' and I continued in my best Irish--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Later in the afternoon he returned to the apartment. Gloria had also been out--shopping--and was asleep, curled in a corner of the sofa with her purchase locked securely in her arms. Her face was as untroubled as a little girl's, and the bundle that she pressed tightly to her bosom was a child's doll, a profound and infinitely healing balm to her disturbed and childish heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It is not! And I'm getting sick of this eternal business of criticising me before visitors!\" He had worked himself up to such a state that his arms and shoulders were visibly trembling. \"You'd think everything was my fault. You'd think you hadn't encouraged me to spend money--and spent a lot more on yourself than I ever did by a long shot.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The train slowed up with midsummer languor at Lake Geneva, and Amory caught sight of his mother waiting in her electric on the gravelled station drive. It was an ancient electric, one of the early types, and painted gray. The sight of her sitting there, slenderly erect, and of her face, where beauty and dignity combined, melting to a dreamy recollected smile, filled him with a sudden great pride of her. As they kissed coolly and he stepped into the electric, he felt a quick fear lest he had lost the requisite charm to measure up to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Marcia laughed, and crossing swiftly over sat in his lap. He put his arm round her wildly and implanted the vestige of a kiss somewhere near her neck.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We're getting off,\" he insisted. \"I want you to meet my girl.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They know!\" he said with a short intake of breath. \"They know! They picked up the trail somewhere.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm indifferent. That is, I'm neutral. If you have it I'll probably be glad. If you don't--well, that's all right too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was surprise in her voice and interest in her expression. Silently he cursed himself for having told her. He might have known her pride did not deal in such petty triumphs. Even then he had not guessed at the truth--that never having had to worry about men she had seldom used the wary subterfuges, the playings out and haulings in, that were the stock in trade of her sisterhood. When she liked a man, that was trick enough.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Great disorder consisting of the following items: (1) seven or eight empty cardboard boxes, with tissue-paper tongues hanging panting from their mouths; (2) an assortment of street dresses mingled with their sisters of the evening, all upon the table, all evidently new; (3) a roll of tulle, which has lost its dignity and wound itself tortuously around everything in sight, and (4) upon the two small chairs, a collection of lingerie that beggars description. One would enjoy seeing the bill called forth by the finery displayed and one is possessed by a desire to see the princess for whose benefit--Look! There's some one! Disappointment! This is only a maid hunting for something--she lifts a heap from a chair--Not there; another heap, the dressing-table, the chiffonier drawers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I tried to think about Gatsby then for a moment, but he was already too far away, and I could only remember, without resentment, that Daisy hadn't sent a message or a flower. Dimly I heard someone murmur \"Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on,\" and then the owl-eyed man said \"Amen to that,\" in a brave voice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, she was sweet, Harry! And she was the sort of girl born to stand on a wide, pillared porch and welcome folks in. I think perhaps a lot of men went away to war meanin' to come back to her; but maybe none of 'em ever did.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria leaped at the phrase triumphantly. For the first time since their return East she knew what she wanted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, God!\" she cried, and kneeling beside the bed began smoothing back Julie's hair over and over. With a vague idea of getting some hot water, she rose and stared toward the door, but the lace of her dress caught in the bed-rail and she fell forward on her hands and knees. She struggled up and jerked frantically at the lace. The bed moved and Julie groaned.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The idyl passed, bearing with it its extortion of youth. Came a day when Gloria found that other men no longer bored her; came a day when Anthony discovered that he could sit again late into the evening, talking with Dick of those tremendous abstractions that had once occupied his world. But, knowing they had had the best of love, they clung to what remained. Love lingered--by way of long conversations at night into those stark hours when the mind thins and sharpens and the borrowings from dreams become the stuff of all life, by way of deep and intimate kindnesses they developed toward each other, by way of their laughing at the same absurdities and thinking the same things noble and the same things sad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward, and then a recession from, one phrase--'I love you.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" she answered simply. \"As I've told you, men have tried--oh, lots of things. Any pretty girl has that experience.... You see,\" she resumed, \"it doesn't matter to me how many women you've stayed with in the past, so long as it was merely a physical satisfaction, but I don't believe I could endure the idea of your ever having lived with another woman for a protracted period or even having wanted to marry some possible girl. It's different somehow. There'd be all the little intimacies remembered--and they'd dull that freshness that after all is the most precious part of love.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He assured her that it was merely a question of when she wanted the trial. Any time? Well, he'd phone later in the day and let her know a convenient hour. The conversation closed with conventional padding on both sides. Then from three o'clock to five she sat close to the telephone--with no result.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria was scornful when he returned to Marietta. Why had he not forced his way in? That was what she would have done!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've never met so many celebrities,\" Daisy exclaimed. \"I liked that man--what was his name?--with the sort of blue nose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up the stairs three at a time, down the creaking passage. The room was dark and silent, and with trembling fingers he struck a match. Two wide eyes looked up at him from a wretched ball of clothes on the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, no, it's not me, it's them--that old time that I've tried to have live in me. These were just men, unimportant evidently or they wouldn't have been 'unknown'; but they died for the most beautiful thing in the world--the dead South. You see,\" she continued, her voice still husky, her eyes glistening with tears, \"people have these dreams they fasten onto things, and I've always grown up with that dream. It was so easy because it was all dead and there weren't any disillusions comin' to me. I've tried in a way to live up to those past standards of noblesse oblige--there's just the last remnants of it, you know, like the roses of an old garden dying all round us--streaks of strange courtliness and chivalry in some of these boys an' stories I used to hear from a Confederate soldier who lived next door, and a few old darkies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, it is too bad. We'll have to get some one else if we're going to stay here. The rent's going up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For two nights and two days they rattled southward, making mysterious inexplicable stops in what were apparently arid wastes, and then rushing through large cities with a pompous air of hurry. The whimsicalities of this train foreshadowed for Anthony the whimsicalities of all army administration.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "GLORIA: That's no reason why you should pay for a bottle of champagne Rachael Barnes smashed. Dick tried to fix that second taxi bill, and you wouldn't let him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We want to believe. Young students try to believe in older authors, constituents try to believe in their Congressmen, countries try to believe in their statesmen, but they can't. Too many voices, too much scattered, illogical, ill-considered criticism. It's worse in the case of newspapers. Any rich, unprogressive old party with that particularly grasping, acquisitive form of mentality known as financial genius can own a paper that is the intellectual meat and drink of thousands of tired, hurried men, men too involved in the business of modern living to swallow anything but predigested food.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It had irritated him to wait for Anthony. He was under the delusion not only that in his youth he had handled his practical affairs with the utmost scrupulousness, even to keeping every engagement on the dot, but also that this was the direct and primary cause of his success.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why don't you try to eat it? It can't be as bad as you think.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You may as well stop making a fool of yourself over Warren McIntyre. He doesn't care a snap of his fingers about you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's him,\" he said, pointing to a bundled figure seated in a wheel chair near the rail. \"That's Anthony Patch. First time he's been on deck.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The time required for quiet to descend upon the room like a monstrous pall may be estimated at two minutes, though for a short period after that the phonograph gags and the notes of the Japanese train song dribble from the end of TANA'S flute. Of the nine people only BARNES, PARAMORE, and TANA are unaware of the late-comer's identity. Of the nine not one is aware that ADAM PATCH has that morning made a contribution of fifty thousand dollars to the cause of national prohibition.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tana went to sleep in the porch hammock,\" he remarked. \"We carried him in and left him next to the kitchen stove to dry. He was drenched to the skin.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And inside, as we wandered through Marie Antoinette music-rooms and Restoration Salons, I felt that there were guests concealed behind every couch and table, under orders to be breathlessly silent until we had passed through. As Gatsby closed the door of \"the Merton College Library\" I could have sworn I heard the owl-eyed man break into ghostly laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Reading a magazine--all full of idiotic articles by prosperous authors about how terrible it is for poor people to buy silk shirts. And while I was reading it I could think of nothing except how I wanted a gray squirrel coat--and how we can't afford one.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They had met on a ferry-boat. Samuel was crossing from New York on business (he had been working several years by this time) and he helped her look for a package that she had dropped in the crush.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Scenes! Young men walking up and down the library like caged tigers! Young men glaring at each other in the hall as one came and the other left! Young men calling up on the telephone and being hung up upon in desperation! Young men threatening South America!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got a crazy streak,\" she faltered, \"twice before I've done things like that. When I was eleven mother went--went mad--stark raving crazy. We were in Vienna--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Alec Connage, another frequent visitor, liked him in a vague way, but was afraid of him as a highbrow. Kerry, who saw through his poetic patter to the solid, almost respectable depths within, was immensely amused and would have him recite poetry by the hour, while he lay with closed eyes on Amory's sofa and listened:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, that's the fella. I've just finished a book of his, 'The Picture of Dorian Gray,' and I certainly wish you'd read it. You'd like it. You can borrow it if you want to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They carried him into my house,\" appended Jordan, \"because we lived just two doors from the church. And he stayed three weeks, until Daddy told him he had to get out. The day after he left Daddy died.\" After a moment she added as if she might have sounded irreverent, \"There wasn't any connection.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gentlemen,\" he said, \"Mr. McIntyre has been kind enough to convince me that in this matter you are absolutely right and the Peter Carhart interests absolutely wrong. As far as I am concerned you can keep your ranches to the rest of your days.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Throw him out!\" ordered Bloeckman excitedly, just as a small man with a pockmarked face pushed his way hurriedly through the spectators.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The--pan-ic--\" he began, but got no further, for Gloria's hand swung around swiftly and caught him in the cheek. At this he all at once let go of her, and she fell to the floor, her shoulder hitting the table a glancing blow in transit....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THE SECOND YOUNG MAN: Met a debutante th'other day said she thought your book was powerful. As a rule young girls cry for this primitive business.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello, Doug Fairbanks,\" she said flippantly. \"Walking for exercise or hunting for company?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I feel far away from her,\" he said. \"It's hard to make her understand.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm glad to know Piper's wife,\" he said simply. \"It looks as though your husband and I are going to see a lot of each other in the future.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony,\" she cried suddenly, \"two hundred a month is worse than nothing. Let's sell all the bonds and put the thirty thousand dollars in the bank--and if we lose the case we can live in Italy for three years, and then just die.\" In her excitement as she talked she was aware of a faint flush of sentiment, the first she had felt in many days.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Say,\" cried Olson indignantly, \"just ease up on the nursery rhymes. What's your name? Sarah Murphy? Minnie Jackson?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see,\" said Marjorie it the top of the stairs, \"one man sees another man cut in and he thinks there must be something there. Well, we'll fix up some new stuff to-morrow. Good night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I suppose he'd had the name ready for a long time, even then. His parents were shiftless and unsuccessful farm people--his imagination had never really accepted them as his parents at all. The truth was that Jay Gatsby of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son of God--a phrase which, if it means anything, means just that--and he must be about His Father's business, the service of a vast, vulgar, and meretricious beauty. So he invented just the sort of Jay Gatsby that a seventeen-year-old boy would be likely to invent, and to this conception he was faithful to the end.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One morning he lay late in bed and just outside his door he heard the up-stairs maid talking to the cook. The up-stairs maid said that Mrs. Hawkins, the mayor's wife, had been trying for a week to hint Dalyrimple out of the house. He left at eleven o'clock in intolerable confusion, asking that his trunk be sent to Mrs. Beebe's boarding-house.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The women and children will be spared!\" he said briskly. \"All crying babies will be immediately drowned and all males put in double irons!\" Digging her hands excitedly down into the pockets of her dress Ardita stared at him, speechless with astonishment. He was a young man with a scornful mouth and the bright blue eyes of a healthy baby set in a dark sensitive face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, why not? Don't I look as if I were havin' a good time?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It hurts me. I hurt it some way. I don't know--somebody picked me up and dropped me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "GILLESPIE: (Feebly) What do you mean I've changed. I feel the same toward you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's Findle Margotson, from New Haven!\" she cried above the uproar. \"'Lo, Findle! Whoo-ee!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For a tense moment they regarded each other--Marjorie scornful, aloof; Bernice astounded, half-angry, half-afraid. Then two cars drove up in front of the house and there was a riotous honking. Both of them gasped faintly, turned, and side by side hurried out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further... And one fine morning--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Indeed, so far as she was concerned, she spoke the truth. She had forgotten the clerk, the naval officer, the clothier's son, forgotten her vividness of emotion, which is true forgetting. She knew that in some opaque and shadowy existence some one had taken her--it was as though it had occurred in sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Light the lamp, why don't we?\" she suggested. \"It's getting ghostly in here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Most of the big shore places were closed now and there were hardly any lights except the shadowy, moving glow of a ferryboat across the Sound. And as the moon rose higher the inessential houses began to melt away until gradually I became aware of the old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors' eyes--a fresh, green breast of the new world. Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby's house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mrs. Fairboalt would have liked to remark that she didn't believe this at all and couldn't see how she'd be expected to--it was all over town that Mr. Freddy Gedney had been dropping in on Mrs. Piper five afternoons a week for the past six months. Mrs. Fairboalt was at that ripe age where she distrusted all beautiful women----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On the night when Anthony had left for Camp Hooker one year before, all that was left of the beautiful Gloria Gilbert--her shell, her young and lovely body--moved up the broad marble steps of the Grand Central Station with the rhythm of the engine beating in her ears like a dream, and out onto Vanderbilt Avenue, where the huge bulk of the Biltmore overhung, the street and, down at its low, gleaming entrance, sucked in the many-colored opera-cloaks of gorgeously dressed girls. For a moment she paused by the taxi-stand and watched them--wondering that but a few years before she had been of their number, ever setting out for a radiant Somewhere, always just about to have that ultimate passionate adventure for which the girls' cloaks were delicate and beautifully furred, for which their cheeks were painted and their hearts higher than the transitory dome of pleasure that would engulf them, coiffure, cloak, and all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Afterward he remembered one reply of hers to something he had asked her. He remembered it in this form--perhaps he had unconsciously arranged and polished it:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The balcony was inside. It consisted of the circle of wicker chairs that lined the wall of the combination clubroom and ballroom. At these Saturday-night dances it was largely feminine; a great babel of middle-aged ladies with sharp eyes and icy hearts behind lorgnettes and large bosoms. The main function of the balcony was critical, it occasionally showed grudging admiration, but never approval, for it is well known among ladies over thirty-five that when the younger set dance in the summer-time it is with the very worst intentions in the world, and if they are not bombarded with stony eyes stray couples will dance weird barbaric interludes in the corners, and the more popular, more dangerous, girls will sometimes be kissed in the parked limousines of unsuspecting dowagers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'll admit it hasn't. It rather sounds as if it had though.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Warren was moodily silent, and when they came to the hotel he drew up at the curb and nodded to Bernice to precede him out. Roberta's car emptied a laughing crowd into the shop, which presented two bold plate-glass windows to the street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's thirty-three,\" said Anthony, thinking aloud. But it's odd to imagine his getting married. I used to think he was so brilliant.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You remember young Carleton Canby? Well, he was very attentive at one time, and the night I told him I was going to marry Harold, seven years ago in ninety-two, he drew himself way up and said: 'Evylyn, I'm going to give a present that's as hard as you are and as beautiful and as empty and as easy to see through.' He frightened me a little--his eyes were so black. I thought he was going to deed me a haunted house or something that would explode when you opened it. That bowl came, and of course it's beautiful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was then that a new note separated itself jarringly from the soft crying of the night. It was a noise from an areaway within a hundred feet from his rear window, the noise of a woman's laughter. It began low, incessant and whining--some servant-maid with her fellow, he thought--and then it grew in volume and became hysterical, until it reminded him of a girl he had seen overcome with nervous laughter at a vaudeville performance. Then it sank, receded, only to rise again and include words--a coarse joke, some bit of obscure horseplay he could not distinguish. It would break off for a moment and he would just catch the low rumble of a man's voice, then begin again--interminably; at first annoying, then strangely terrible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That wouldn't have any bearing on the case. There's a strong division between advice and influence. You'd have to prove that the secretary had a sinister intention. I'd suggest some other grounds. A will is automatically refused probate in case of insanity, drunkenness\"--here Anthony smiled--\"or feeble-mindedness through premature old age.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm tired of discussing it. Seems to me all we do is talk about where to live.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're morbid, George,\" said his friend. \"This has been a strain to you and you don't know what you're saying. You'd better try and sit quiet till morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The womanly woman!\" continued Marjorie. \"Her whole early life is occupied in whining criticisms of girls like me who really do have a good time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "March mellowed into April. May read a gorgeous riot act to the parks and waters of Manhatten, and they were very happy. Horace, who had no habits whatsoever--he had never had time to form any--proved the most adaptable of husbands, and as Marcia entirely lacked opinions on the subjects that engrossed him there were very few jottings and bumping. Their minds moved in different spheres. Marcia acted as practical factotum, and Horace lived either in his old world of abstract ideas or in a sort of triumphantly earthy worship and adoration of his wife.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tacks--yes,\" he agreed wildly--\"on anything. The more I think of how they allowed me to become a little dried-up mummy----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'm not,\" he lied. \"I'm thinking about the Princetonian. I ought to make up to-night; but I can telephone back, I suppose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know. I'm the sort of person who wants to be taken care of after a certain point, and I feel sure I will be.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"At five o'clock that night he felt, for the first time, free--forever free from sex. No woman could enter the monastery; no monk could descend below the second story. So as he climbed the winding stair that led to his cell at the very top of the Tower of Chastity he paused for a moment by an open window which looked down fifty feet on to a road below. It was all so beautiful, he thought, this world that he was leaving, the golden shower of sun beating down upon the long fields, the spray of trees in the distance, the vineyards, quiet and green, freshening wide miles before him. He leaned his elbows on the window casement and gazed at the winding road.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn flushed. This didn't sound right at all. Still Ahearn didn't seem to notice anything amiss, only nodded gravely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Won't that be good! And I'll act in it. And then some time when we have more money\"--old Adam's death was always thus tactfully alluded to--\"we'll build a magnificent estate, won't we?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, a lot of people. I got beaten up. Fact.\" He slowly replaced his shirt. \"It was bound to come sooner or later and I wouldn't have missed it for anything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After that I felt a certain shame for Gatsby--one gentleman to whom I telephoned implied that he had got what he deserved. However, that was my fault, for he was one of those who used to sneer most bitterly at Gatsby on the courage of Gatsby's liquor, and I should have known better than to call him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY: Me, too. Seems I'd said something night before that he considered material but he'd forgotten it--so he had at me. He'd say \"Can't you try to concentrate?\" And I'd say \"You bore me to tears. How do I remember?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And this time with Gloria and Anthony, this first year of marriage, and the gray house caught them in that stage when the organ-grinder was slowly undergoing his inevitable metamorphosis. She was twenty-three; he was twenty-six.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll meet me again--silly.\" There was just the slightest emphasis on the last word--so that it became almost a term of endearment. He continued a bit huskily:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria finally tumbled all her clothes and unguents ingloriously out of it, declaring that she had come to live with Anthony, and making the excuse that one of her screens was rotten and admitted bugs. So her room was abandoned to insensitive guests, and they dressed and slept in her husband's chamber, which Gloria considered somehow \"good,\" as though Anthony's presence there had acted as exterminator of any uneasy shadows of the past that might have hovered about its walls.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY: (To PARAMORE) Never can tell when these two will turn up. Said good-by to them one afternoon at five and darned if they didn't appear about two in the morning. A big hired touring-car from New York drove up to the door and out they stepped, drunk as lords, of course.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "--I was walking along from one place to another, half on the sidewalks and half on the lawns. I was happier on the lawns because I had on shoes from England with rubber knobs on the soles that bit into the soft ground. I had on a new plaid skirt also that blew a little in the wind, and whenever this happened the red, white, and blue banners in front of all the houses stretched out stiff and said tut-tut-tut-tut, in a disapproving way.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Amory, no!\" cried Alec in horror. \"That isn't the way--the bed requires different tactics--let the bed alone, as you value your reason--if there is a ghost in the room and that's only about a third of the time, it is almost always under the bed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He smiled. So Samuel Pepys had made an impression on her after all. He turned a page and began to read. His smile deepened--he read on. Half an hour passed and he became aware that Marcia had waked and was watching him from the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So naturally Michaelis tried to find out what had happened, but Wilson wouldn't say a word--instead he began to throw curious, suspicious glances at his visitor and ask him what he'd been doing at certain times on certain days. Just as the latter was getting uneasy, some workmen came past the door bound for his restaurant, and Michaelis took the opportunity to get away, intending to come back later. But he didn't. He supposed he forgot to, that's all. When he came outside again, a little after seven, he was reminded of the conversation because he heard Mrs. Wilson's voice, loud and scolding, downstairs in the garage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not too drunk talk to you,\" insisted Anthony with a leer. \"Firs' place, my wife wants nothin' whatever do with you. Never did. Un'erstand me?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked again. Was there a certain coldness in both their profiles, that she had not noticed before--a pallor about the mouth and a curious set expression in their eyes? She shivered slightly: they were like dead men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned towards me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course. You'll hate school for a while, too, but I'm glad you're going to St. Regis's.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Rather ashamed that on my first appearance I had stayed so late, I joined the last of Gatsby's guests, who were clustered around him. I wanted to explain that I'd hunted for him early in the evening and to apologize for not having known him in the garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All that night the sprawly writing on the pages, the constant mistakes in spelling and grammar, and the weird punctuation danced before his eyes. He woke several times in the night, each time full of a welling chaotic sympathy for this desire of Marcia's soul to express itself in words. To him there was something infinitely pathetic about it, and for the first time in months he began to turn over in his mind his own half-forgotten dreams.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'd be glad to.\" Amory sat down again, and as Burne perched on a table and launched into argument with Tom, he looked at this revolutionary more carefully than he ever had before. Broad-browed and strong-chinned, with a fineness in the honest gray eyes that were like Kerry's, Burne was a man who gave an immediate impression of bigness and security--stubborn, that was evident, but his stubbornness wore no stolidity, and when he had talked for five minutes Amory knew that this keen enthusiasm had in it no quality of dilettantism.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now?\" He looked at her unwillingly. At that moment nothing seemed of more importance than to idle on that shady porch drinking mellowed Scotch, while his host reminisced interminably on the byplay of some forgotten political campaign.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, no, you're not a bird at all, do you think? You're a Russian wolfhound.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Doug here is sorta gloomy anyways,\" she commented. \"Tell him to drink deep--it's good and scarce these days.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Perhaps so,\" agreed Anthony with an air of quickening to a hopeful idea. The voice bubbled on:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So,\" continued Fraser, \"when Theron Macy told me you'd started down at his place, I kept watching you, and I followed your record through him. The first month I was afraid for awhile. He told me you were getting restless, too good for your job, hinting around for a raise----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Half a dozen times they played at private dances at three thousand dollars a night, and it seemed as if these crystallized all his distaste for his mode of livlihood. They took place in clubs and houses that he couldn't have gone into in the daytime. After all, he was merely playing to role of the eternal monkey, a sort of sublimated chorus man. He was sick of the very smell of the theatre, of powder and rouge and the chatter of the greenroom, and the patronizing approval of the boxes. He couldn't put his heart into it any more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "GILLESPIE: And you haven't kissed me for two weeks. I had an idea that after a girl was kissed she was--was--won.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In town the streets were in a sleepy dream again, and together Anthony and Dot idled in their own tracks of the previous autumn until he began to feel a drowsy attachment for this South--a South, it seemed, more of Algiers than of Italy, with faded aspirations pointing back over innumerable generations to some warm, primitive Nirvana, without hope or care. Here there was an inflection of cordiality, of comprehension, in every voice. \"Life plays the same lovely and agonizing joke on all of us,\" they seemed to say in their plaintive pleasant cadence, in the rising inflection terminating on an unresolved minor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My gosh, Kerry, what in hell is it all about? I swear I don't get him at all, and I'm a literary bird myself.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, they talk about me,\" she yawned. \"They tell me I'm the spirit of youth and beauty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SHUTTLEWORTH: (Passionately) Your grandfather thought he would motor over to see your house. I phoned from Rye and left a message.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll always remember this,\" he continued, his voice trembling a little----\"this summer day with you. It's been just what I expected. You're just what I expected, Lois.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Can't do it, Findle; I'm with somebody else! Call me up to-morrow about one o'clock!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm awfully glad you did.\" Anthony raised his voice to a vine-covered window: \"Glor-i-a! We've got a visitor!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They name these brummagem cabarets after Pullman cars. The \"Marathon\"! Not for them the salacious similes borrowed from the cafes of Paris! This is where their docile patrons bring their \"nice women,\" whose starved fancies are only too willing to believe that the scene is comparatively gay and joyous, and even faintly immoral. This is life!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Warren fidgeted. Then with a sudden charitable impulse he decided to try part of his line on her. He turned and looked at her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, you're not. No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmoniously above the willows. May came too soon, and suddenly unable to bear walls, he wandered the campus at all hours through starlight and rain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'm not. I haven't been, all evening. I went up-stairs about, oh, I don't know, about half an hour after dinner ... Ouch!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony's hand clutched the receiver fiercely. He felt his nerves turning cold as if the heat was leaving his body.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bernice's ears burned as she tried to think up an effectual come-back. In the face of this direct attack her imagination was paralyzed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But he didn't despise himself and it didn't turn out as he had imagined. He had intended, probably, to take what he could and go--but now he found that he had committed himself to the following of a grail. He knew that Daisy was extraordinary, but he didn't realize just how extraordinary a \"nice\" girl could be. She vanished into her rich house, into her rich, full life, leaving Gatsby--nothing. He felt married to her, that was all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The elevator was close, and the colored boy was half asleep, paled to a livid bronze... Axia's beseeching voice floated down the shaft. Those feet... those feet...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Perhaps in itself... but you're developing. This has given you time to think and you're casting off a lot of your old luggage about success and the superman and all. People like us can't adopt whole theories, as you did. If we can do the next thing, and have an hour a day to think in, we can accomplish marvels, but as far as any high-handed scheme of blind dominance is concerned--we'd just make asses of ourselves.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you and your Isabelle! I'll bet she's a simple one... let's say some poetry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He laid down the magazine and thought for a while about these diverse men. In the days of his integrity he would have defended his attitude to the last--an Epicurus in Nirvana, he would have cried that to struggle was to believe, to believe was to limit. He would as soon have become a churchgoer because the prospect of immortality gratified him as he would have considered entering the leather business because the intensity of the competition would have kept him from unhappiness. But at present he had no such delicate scruples. This autumn, as his twenty-ninth year began, he was inclined to close his mind to many things, to avoid prying deeply into motive and first causes, and mostly to long passionately for security from the world and from himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Muriel and Rachael went into soft and purring ecstasies of enthusiasm. Mrs. Gilbert blinked and beamed. With an air of casualness Dick broke in with a question:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"--your own problems without coming to me. You talk a lot about going to work. I could use more money very easily, but I'm not complaining. Whether you work or not I love you.\" Her last words were gentle as fine snow upon hard ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The third day of waiting found her in a highly nervous condition. She had bitten the insides of her mouth until they were raw and smarting, and burnt unbearably when she washed them with listerine. She had quarrelled so persistently with Anthony that he had left the apartment in a cold fury. But because he was intimidated by her exceptional frigidity, he called up an hour afterward, apologized and said he was having dinner at the Amsterdam Club, the only one in which he still retained membership.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's a nice girl,\" said Tom after a moment. \"They oughtn't to let her run around the country this way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I grew up then, into this land of jazz, and fell immediately into a state of almost audible confusion. Life stood over me like an immoral schoolmistress, editing my ordered thoughts. But, with a mistaken faith in intelligence, I plodded on. I read Smith, who laughed at charity and insisted that the sneer was the highest form of self-expression--but Smith himself replaced charity as an obscurer of the light. I read Jones, who neatly disposed of individualism--and behold!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We meet in Manhattan on the 30th of this very mo. ; we then proceed to take a very sporty apartment, you and I and Alec, who is at me elbow as I write. I don't know what I'm going to do but I have a vague dream of going into politics. Why is it that the pick of the young Englishmen from Oxford and Cambridge go into politics and in the U. S. A. we leave it to the muckers?--raised in the ward, educated in the assembly and sent to Congress, fat-paunched bundles of corruption, devoid of \"both ideas and ideals\" as the debaters used to say. Even forty years ago we had good men in politics, but we, we are brought up to pile up a million and \"show what we are made of.\" Sometimes I wish I'd been an Englishman; American life is so damned dumb and stupid and healthy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Perhaps she suspected this. At any rate, Amory watched the night that should have been the consummation of romance glide by with great moths overhead and the heavy fragrance of roadside gardens, but without those broken words, those little sighs....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was an opportunity they gave to some of the officers after the armistice,\" he continued. \"We could go to any of the universities in England or France.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mr. Carleton's voice echoed for a moment through the hall and then died away. To the stamping of many feet Anthony was pushed and jostled with the crowd out of the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Don't be a silly idiot. You know you're the only man I've ever loved, ever will love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Again she spoke, from the centre of this pervasive illusion of her own. It amazed him. It was like blasphemy from the mouth of a child.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All very well,\" objected Carlyle. \"You can call it courage, but your courage is really built, after all, on a pride of birth. You were bred to that defiant attitude. On my gray days even courage is one of the things that's gray and lifeless.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Trees filtering light onto dapple grass. Trees like tall, languid ladies with feather fans coquetting airily with the ugly roof of the monastery. Trees like butlers, bending courteously over placid walks and paths. Trees, trees over the hills on either side and scattering out in clumps and lines and woods all through eastern Maryland, delicate lace on the hems of many yellow fields, dark opaque backgrounds for flowered bushes or wild climbing garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It doesn't matter,\" she said sharply. \"Julie's got blood-poisoning. They may\"--she choked over the words--\"they think she'll have to lose her hand.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ah-h-h-ow!\" prolonged Julie plaintively. Then the voice of Hilda, the second maid, floated up the stairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "First it was schools, and Amory, alone from St. Regis', watched the crowds form and widen and form again; St. Paul's, Hill, Pomfret, eating at certain tacitly reserved tables in Commons, dressing in their own corners of the gymnasium, and drawing unconsciously about them a barrier of the slightly less important but socially ambitious to protect them from the friendly, rather puzzled high-school element. From the moment he realized this Amory resented social barriers as artificial distinctions made by the strong to bolster up their weak retainers and keep out the almost strong.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see, this time I didn't have to hurt you directly. I didn't bother. You know it was I who took your son away. You know how cold I am and how hard and how beautiful, because once you were just as cold and hard and beautiful.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Isabelle,\" he began rather testily, as they arranged themselves in the car, bound for a dance at the Greenwich Country Club, \"you're angry, and I'll be, too, in a minute. Let's kiss and make up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll have to come and see us.\" Anthony was surprised at his own courtesy. \"I'm sure Gloria'd be delighted to see an old friend. Anybody'll tell you where the house is--it's our second season there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Old Adam died on a midnight of late November with a pious compliment to his God on his thin lips. He, who had been flattered so much, faded out flattering the Omnipotent Abstraction which he fancied he might have angered in the more lascivious moments of his youth. It was announced that he had arranged some sort of an armistice with the deity, the terms of which were not made public, though they were thought to have included a large cash payment. All the newspapers printed his biography, and two of them ran short editorials on his sterling worth, and his part in the drama of industrialism, with which he had grown up. They referred guardedly to the reforms he had sponsored and financed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"When a man gets killed I never like to get mixed up in it in any way. I keep out. When I was a young man it was different--if a friend of mine died, no matter how, I stuck with them to the end. You may think that's sentimental, but I mean it--to the bitter end.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "DICK: The particularly silly sort who boast about being \"tanks\"! Trouble is you're both in the eighteenth century. School of the Old English Squire. Drink quietly until you roll under the table. Never have a good time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone--he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward--and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Richard Caramel, who was one of the ushers, caused Anthony and Gloria much distress in the last few weeks by continually stealing the rays of their spot-light. \"The Demon Lover\" had been published in April, and it interrupted the love affair as it may be said to have interrupted everything its author came in contact with. It was a highly original, rather overwritten piece of sustained description concerned with a Don Juan of the New York slums. As Maury and Anthony had said before, as the more hospitable critics were saying then, there was no writer in America with such power to describe the atavistic and unsubtle reactions of that section of society.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gatsby stood in the centre of the crimson carpet and gazed around with fascinated eyes. Daisy watched him and laughed, her sweet, exciting laugh; a tiny gust of powder rose from her bosom into the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've met him over and over and he's neither. That's why I think you're wrong.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was the sun, letting down great glowing masses of heat; there was life, active and snarling, moving about them like a fly swarm--the dark pants of smoke from the engine, a crisp \"all aboard!\" and a bell ringing. Confusedly Maury saw eyes in the milk train staring curiously up at him, heard Gloria and Anthony in quick controversy as to whether he should go to the city with her, then another clamor and she was gone and the three men, pale as ghosts, were standing alone upon the platform while a grimy coal-heaver went down the road on top of a motor truck, carolling hoarsely at the summer morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"(1) The husband who always wants to stay in in the evening, has no vices and works for a salary. Totally undesirable!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, Gloria!\" He made a motion as if to put his arm about her but she drew away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I was anxious to see you,\" he said simply. \"I want to talk to you--I mean really talk, somewhere where we can be alone. May I?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Oblivious to the social system, he lived for a while alone and unsought in a high room in Beck Hall--a slim dark boy of medium height with a shy sensitive mouth. His allowance was more than liberal. He laid the foundations for a library by purchasing from a wandering bibliophile first editions of Swinburne, Meredith, and Hardy, and a yellowed illegible autograph letter of Keats's, finding later that he had been amazingly overcharged. He became an exquisite dandy, amassed a rather pathetic collection of silk pajamas, brocaded dressing-gowns, and neckties too flamboyant to wear; in this secret finery he would parade before a mirror in his room or lie stretched in satin along his window-seat looking down on the yard and realizing dimly this clamor, breathless and immediate, in which it seemed he was never to have a part.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hush! some one's coming along the road--let's go! Whoo-ee-oop!\" And with a shout that probably gave the belated traveller a series of shivers, she turned her horse into the woods and Amory followed slowly, as he had followed her all day for three weeks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, damn it, I wasn't married. And the old mind was working at top speed and now it's going round and round like a cog-wheel with nothing to catch it. As a matter of fact I think that if I hadn't met you I would have done something. But you make leisure so subtly attractive--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And there was Regan with a scarred face and piercing intent eyes that followed her about the room and often rested on Kieth with something very like worship. She knew then what Kieth had meant about \"a good man to have with you in a fight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So many, such mingled emotions, that no one of them was separable from the others! She could have wept for her mother, who was crying quietly back there ten feet and for the loveliness of the June sunlight flooding in at the windows. She was beyond all conscious perceptions. Only a sense, colored with delirious wild excitement, that the ultimately important was happening--and a trust, fierce and passionate, burning in her like a prayer, that in a moment she would be forever and securely safe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He soared into a eulogy of the city, and Evylyn wondered uncomfortably if it bored every one as it bored her. Apparently not. They were all listening attentively. Evylyn broke in at the first gap.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Can't repeat the past?\" he cried incredulously. \"Why of course you can!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But as I walked down the steps I saw that the evening was not quite over. Fifty feet from the door a dozen headlights illuminated a bizarre and tumultuous scene. In the ditch beside the road, right side up, but violently shorn of one wheel, rested a new coupe which had left Gatsby's drive not two minutes before. The sharp jut of a wall accounted for the detachment of the wheel, which was now getting considerable attention from half a dozen curious chauffeurs. However, as they had left their cars blocking the road, a harsh, discordant din from those in the rear had been audible for some time, and added to the already violent confusion of the scene.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Passed a bewildered old lady borne along like a basket of eggs between two men who exclaimed to her of the wonders of Times Square--explained them so quickly that the old lady, trying to be impartially interested, waved her head here and there like a piece of wind-worried old orange-peel. Anthony heard a snatch of their conversation:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "No one seemed to know. In fact, Bernice, having trifled with her muse's beau, had said nothing memorable of late.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, I suppose I did. Everybody told me there was no hurry--and I'd had these various offers.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Summer has no day,\" she said. \"We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How do you like mother's friends?\" Daisy turned her around so that she faced Gatsby. \"Do you think they're pretty?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria and Dick came in at five and called his name. There was no answer--they went into the living room and found a chair with its back smashed lying in the doorway, and they noticed that all about the room there was a sort of disorder--the rugs had slid, the pictures and bric-a-brac were upset upon the centre table. The air was sickly sweet with cheap perfume.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The idea staggered me. I remembered, of course, that the World's Series had been fixed in 1919, but if I had thought of it at all I would have thought of it as a thing that merely happened, the end of some inevitable chain. It never occurred to me that one man could start to play with the faith of fifty million people--with the single-mindedness of a burglar blowing a safe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, then, don't spoil it. If I enjoy going around telling people guilelessly that I think I'm a genius, let me do it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The gray house was, at first, of sheerly pastoral intent. They lived impatiently in Anthony's apartment for the first fortnight after the return from California, in a stifled atmosphere of open trunks, too many callers, and the eternal laundry-bags. They discussed with their friends the stupendous problem of their future. Dick and Maury would sit with them agreeing solemnly, almost thoughtfully, as Anthony ran through his list of what they \"ought\" to do, and where they \"ought\" to live.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Richard Caramel's face, Anthony saw, was now quite normal. The brow and cheeks were of a flesh color, the nose politely inconspicuous. He had fixed his aunt with the bright-yellow eye, giving her that acute and exaggerated attention that young males are accustomed to render to all females who are of no further value.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We broke down,\" explained Gloria. \"I drove over a fire-hydrant and we had ourselves towed to the garage and then we saw your sign.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't know anything. I've always hated obstrics, or whatever you call them. I thought I'd have a child some time. But not now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: Alec is coming up to take me to this Barrie play, \"Et tu, Brutus.\" (She perceives that she is talking to herself.) Rosalind! I asked you who is coming to-night?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll tell you what I remembered about you all these years,\" Amory continued. She leaned slightly toward him and looked modestly at the celery before her. Froggy sighed--he knew Amory, and the situations that Amory seemed born to handle. He turned to Sally and asked her if she was going away to school next year. Amory opened with grape-shot.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Ah, he was more than that, as he paced the long carpet in the lounge after dinner, pausing at the window to look into the harried street. He was Anthony Patch, brilliant, magnetic, the heir of many years and many men. This was his world now--and that last strong irony he craved lay in the offing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a week Anthony's regiment went back to the Mississippi camp to be discharged. The officers shut themselves up in the compartments on the Pullman cars and drank the whiskey they had bought in New York, and in the coaches the soldiers got as drunk as possible also--and pretended whenever the train stopped at a village that they were just returned from France, where they had practically put an end to the German army. As they all wore overseas caps and claimed that they had not had time to have their gold service stripes sewed on, the yokelry of the seaboard were much impressed and asked them how they liked the trenches--to which they replied \"Oh, boy!\" with great smacking of tongues and shaking of heads. Some one took a piece of chalk and scrawled on the side of the train, \"We won the war--now we're going home,\" and the officers laughed and let it stay.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The hour passed and they lay there side by side, very silently, their chins in their hands like dreaming children. In back of them squatted the negroes, patient, resigned, acquiescent, announcing now and then with sonorous snores that not even the presence of danger could subdue their unconquerable African craving for sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On Thursday afternoon Gloria and Anthony had tea together in the grill room at the Plaza. Her fur-trimmed suit was gray--\"because with gray you have to wear a lot of paint,\" she explained--and a small toque sat rakishly on her head, allowing yellow ripples of hair to wave out in jaunty glory. In the higher light it seemed to Anthony that her personality was infinitely softer--she seemed so young, scarcely eighteen; her form under the tight sheath, known then as a hobble-skirt, was amazingly supple and slender, and her hands, neither \"artistic\" nor stubby, were small as a child's hands should be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He put his face in his hands and covered eyes and ears as well as he could. During all this time it never occurred to him that he was delirious or drunk. He had a sense of reality such as material things could never give him. His intellectual content seemed to submit passively to it, and it fitted like a glove everything that had ever preceded it in his life. It did not muddle him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That first half-year--the trip West, the long months' loiter along the California coast, and the gray house near Greenwich where they lived until late autumn made the country dreary--those days, those places, saw the enraptured hours. The breathless idyl of their engagement gave way, first, to the intense romance of the more passionate relationship. The breathless idyl left them, fled on to other lovers; they looked around one day and it was gone, how they scarcely knew. Had either of them lost the other in the days of the idyl, the love lost would have been ever to the loser that dim desire without fulfilment which stands back of all life. But magic must hurry on, and the lovers remain....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How I feel is that if I wanted anything I'd take it. That's what I've always thought all my life. But it happens that I want you, and so I just haven't room for any other desires.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's odd,\" Amory said to Tom one night when they had grown more amicable on the subject, \"that the people who violently disapprove of Burne's radicalism are distinctly the Pharisee class--I mean they're the best-educated men in college--the editors of the papers, like yourself and Ferrenby, the younger professors.... The illiterate athletes like Langueduc think he's getting eccentric, but they just say, 'Good old Burne has got some queer ideas in his head,' and pass on--the Pharisee class--Gee! they ridicule him unmercifully.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, it was to you. 'Twas this afternoon, Mrs. Piper, in the last mail. The postman give it to me and then the back door-bell rang. I had it in my hand, so I must have stuck it somewhere. I thought I'd just slip in now and find it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You are not!\" She brought one little fist down onto the other. \"You're a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in the world, your imagination.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The girl addressed was trying, unsuccessfully, to slump against my shoulder. At this inquiry she sat up and opened her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How long have you been married, George? Come on there, try and sit still a minute, and answer my question. How long have you been married?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think a great deal about the after-life.\" His eyes were dim but his voice was confident and clear. \"I was sitting here to-day thinking about what's lying in wait for us, and somehow I began to remember an afternoon nearly sixty-five years ago, when I was playing with my little sister Annie, down where that summer-house is now.\" He pointed out into the long flower-garden, his eyes trembling of tears, his voice shaking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I thought so; I told Daisy I thought so. It's better that the shock should all come at once. She stood it pretty well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He found himself walking slowly away, repeating over and over that it was futile to worry. He had best go back to his tent and sleep. He needed sleep. God! Would he ever sleep again?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Their interest rather touched me and made them less remotely rich--nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I drove away. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out of the house, child in arms--but apparently there were no such intentions in her head. As for Tom, the fact that he \"had some woman in New York\" was really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Two. But I didn't take any science or mathematics. Well, the day the battalion paraded, Mr. Peter Jordan said something about a vacancy in his store. I went around there to-day and I found he meant a sort of floor-walker--and then you said something one day\"--he paused and waited for the older man to take him up, but noting only a minute wince continued--\"about a position, so I thought I'd come and see you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Clark,\" she said softly, \"I wouldn't change you for the world. You're sweet the way you are. The things that'll make you fail I'll love always--the living in the past, the lazy days and nights you have, and all your carelessness and generosity.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Thank you very much, sir.\" And as the phone squeaked on the side-wall he knew who was calling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The first week after the arrival of Anthony's draft was filled with a series of interminable inoculations and physical examinations, and with the preliminary drilling. The days left him desperately tired. He had been issued the wrong size shoes by a popular, easy-going supply-sergeant, and in consequence his feet were so swollen that the last hours of the afternoon were an acute torture. For the first time in his life he could throw himself down on his cot between dinner and afternoon drill-call, and seeming to sink with each moment deeper into a bottomless bed, drop off immediately to sleep, while the noise and laughter around him faded to a pleasant drone of drowsy summer sound. In the morning he awoke stiff and aching, hollow as a ghost, and hurried forth to meet the other ghostly figures who swarmed in the wan company streets, while a harsh bugle shrieked and spluttered at the gray heavens.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see every one's got to have some cloak to throw around it. The mediocre intellects, Plato's second class, use the remnants of romantic chivalry diluted with Victorian sentiment--and we who consider ourselves the intellectuals cover it up by pretending that it's another side of us, has nothing to do with our shining brains; we pretend that the fact that we realize it is really absolving us from being a prey to it. But the truth is that sex is right in the middle of our purest abstractions, so close that it obscures vision.... I can kiss you now and will. ...\" He leaned toward her in his saddle, but she drew away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Vivacious! Good grief! I've never heard her say anything to a boy except that it's hot or the floor's crowded or that she's going to school in New York next year. Sometimes she asks them what kind of car they have and tells them the kind she has. Thrilling!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had trouble in finding a taxi that would take him out at that hour. As he urged the driver faster along the road he speculated on the best method of entering camp. He had been late several times recently, and he knew that were he caught again his name would probably be stricken from the list of officer candidates. He wondered if he had not better dismiss the taxi and take a chance on passing the sentry in the dark. Still, officers often rode past the sentries after midnight....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Who's arresting you? You're so persistent--just like you were about my cough medicine last night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony and Dick converted a long box into a backrest and found a board dry enough for Gloria to sit on. Anthony dropped down beside her and with some effort Dick hoisted himself onto an apple-barrel near them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Cra-a-azy!\" she murmured pleasantly, using the clumsy rope ladder with which she bridged all gaps and climbed after her mental superiors. Subconsciously she felt that it eliminated distances and brought the person whose imagination had eluded her back within range.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The three young men nodded; Bloeckman looked casually about him, his eyes resting critically on the ceiling and then passing lower. His expression combined that of a Middle Western farmer appraising his wheat crop and that of an actor wondering whether he is observed--the public manner of all good Americans. As he finished his survey he turned back quickly to the reticent trio, determined to strike to their very heart and core.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After that, he had but to walk down Fifty-second Street half a block, pass a stodgy family of brownstone houses--and then in a jiffy he was under the high ceilings of his great front room. This was entirely satisfactory. Here, after all, life began. Here he slept, breakfasted, read, and entertained.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light. As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called: \"Wait!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... Still I can see you. There's blue haze about the trees where you'll be passing, too beautiful to be predominant. No, the fallow squares of earth will be most frequent--they'll be along beside the track like dirty coarse brown sheets drying in the sun, alive, mechanical, abominable. Nature, slovenly old hag, has been sleeping in them with every old farmer or negro or immigrant who happened to covet her....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I mean outside work. Seeing the things move that we've always pulled the strings of here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Over the great bridge, with the sunlight through the girders making a constant flicker upon the moving cars, with the city rising up across the river in white heaps and sugar lumps all built with a wish out of nonolfactory money. The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Look here, Mr. Patch,\" said Bloeckman, evenly and without changing his expression, \"you're drunk. You're disgustingly and insultingly drunk.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So I've decided,\" she continued, her voice rising slightly, \"that early next week I'm going down to the Sevier Hotel barber-shop, sit in the first chair, and get my hair bobbed.\" She faltered noticing that the people near her had paused in their conversation and were listening; but after a confused second Marjorie's coaching told, and she finished her paragraph to the vicinity at large. \"Of course I'm charging admission, but if you'll all come down and encourage me I'll issue passes for the inside seats.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello ...\" His voice was strained and hollow. \"Yes--I did leave word. Who is this, please? ... Yes.... Why, it was about the estate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But how do you know when you're violating them? You have to guess at things just like most people do. You have to apportion the values when you look back. You finish up the portrait then--paint in the details and shadows.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "DICK: (Fixing ANTHONY eagerly with the bright eye) What'd you say? Tell me and I'll write it down. Cut three thousand words out of Part One this afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm not quite sure yet what I'll do. I'm not exactly a beggar, grampa,\" he asserted with some spirit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But if Mrs. Fairboalt had considered it a successful afternoon she would have named it a triumph had she waited two minutes longer. For while she was still a black receding figure a hundred yards down the street, a very good-looking distraught young man turned up the walk to the Piper house. Mrs. Piper answered the door-bell herself, and with a rather dismayed expression led him quickly into the library.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Always, after he was in bed, there were voices--indefinite, fading, enchanting--just outside his window, and before he fell asleep he would dream one of his favorite waking dreams, the one about becoming a great half-back, or the one about the Japanese invasion, when he was rewarded by being made the youngest general in the world. It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being. This, too, was quite characteristic of Amory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a week before she could stay in the apartment with the probability of remaining dry-eyed. There seemed little in the city that was amusing. Muriel had been shifted to a hospital in New Jersey, from which she took a metropolitan holiday only every other week, and with this defection Gloria grew to realize how few were the friends she had made in all these years of New York. The men she knew were in the army. \"Men she knew\"?--she had conceded vaguely to herself that all the men who had ever been in love with her were her friends.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I'll stay in the East, don't you worry,\" he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. \"I'd be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "About the exact state of things Mr. Barton was quite vague and confused. There had been recent investments, the outcome of which was for the present problematical, and he had an idea there were further speculations and exchanges concerning which he had not been consulted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Go on talking,\" said the big man. \"I've been wanting to hear one of you fellows.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Your remarks grow rambling and inconclusive,\" said Anthony sleepily. \"You expected one of those miracles of illumination by which you say your most brilliant and pregnant things in exactly the setting that should provoke the ideal symposium. Meanwhile Gloria has shown her far-sighted detachment by falling asleep--I can tell that by the fact that she has managed to concentrate her entire weight upon my broken body.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "These unfamiliar phantoms were crowding closely about him when he boarded his train for Marietta, in the Grand Central Station. The car was crowded; he secured the last vacant seat and it was only after several minutes that he gave even a casual glance to the man beside him. When he did he saw a heavy lay of jaw and nose, a curved chin and small, puffed-under eyes. In a moment he recognized Joseph Bloeckman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Out behind was the farm where half a dozen lay brothers were sweating lustily as they moved with deadly efficiency around the vegetable-gardens. To the left, behind a row of elms, was an informal baseball diamond where three novices were being batted out by a fourth, amid great chasings and puffings and blowings. And in front as a great mellow bell boomed the half-hour a swarm of black, human leaves were blown over the checker-board of paths under the courteous trees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun, and now the orchestra is playing yellow cocktail music, and the opera of voices pitches a key higher. Laughter is easier minute by minute, spilled with prodigality, tipped out at a cheerful word. The groups change more swiftly, swell with new arrivals, dissolve and form in the same breath; already there are wanderers, confident girls who weave here and there among the stouter and more stable, become for a sharp, joyous moment the centre of a group, and then, excited with triumph, glide on through the sea-change of faces and voices and colour under the constantly changing light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After more discussion, so technical as to be largely unintelligible to Anthony, he retained Mr. Haight as counsel. The lawyer proposed an interview with Shuttleworth, who, jointly with Wilson, Hiemer and Hardy, was executor of the will. Anthony was to come back later in the week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, God!\" he cried suddenly, and started at the sound of his voice in the stillness. The rain dripped on. A minute longer he lay without moving, his hands clinched. Then he sprang to his feet and gave his clothes a tentative pat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And, naturally, the city caught the contagious air of entre--the working girls, poor ugly souls, wrapping soap in the factories and showing finery in the big stores, dreamed that perhaps in the spectacular excitement of this winter they might obtain for themselves the coveted male--as in a muddled carnival crowd an inefficient pickpocket may consider his chances increased. And the chimneys commenced to smoke and the subway's foulness was freshened. And the actresses came out in new plays and the publishers came out with new books and the Castles came out with new dances. And the railroads came out with new schedules containing new mistakes instead of the old ones that the commuters had grown used to....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This street, it's ghastly! Come on! let's get back to the Avenue!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York--and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. They are not perfect ovals--like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end--but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual wonder to the gulls that fly overhead. To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Rotten overcharge. We'll give them two dollars and one for the waiter. Kerry, collect the small change.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was evidently over. There was a clamor for a dance, there was a glance that passed between them--on his side despair, on hers regret, and then the evening went on, with the reassured beaux and the eternal cutting in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What there is of it--only a silly uncle and a sillier aunt. It seems he got into some scandal with a red-haired woman name Mimi something--it was frightfully exaggerated, he said, and men don't lie to me--and anyway I didn't care what he'd done; it was the future that counted. And I'd see to that. When a man's in love with me he doesn't care for other amusements. I told him to drop her like a hot cake, and he did.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Muriel Kane had originated in a rising family of East Orange. She was short rather than small, and hovered audaciously between plumpness and width. Her hair was black and elaborately arranged. This, in conjunction with her handsome, rather bovine eyes, and her over-red lips, combined to make her resemble Theda Bara, the prominent motion picture actress. People told her constantly that she was a \"vampire,\" and she believed them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At present no such analysis was possible to Anthony. His clarity of mind, all those endless resources which he thought his irony had brought him were swept aside. Not only for that night but for the days and weeks that followed his books were to be but furniture and his friends only people who lived and walked in a nebulous outer world from which he was trying to escape--that world was cold and full of bleak wind, and for a little while he had seen into a warm house where fires shone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A calm virility and a dreamy humor, marked contrasts to her level-headedness--into these moods she slipped sometimes as a refuge. She could do the most prosy things (though she was wise enough never to stultify herself with such \"household arts\" as knitting and embroidery), yet immediately afterward pick up a book and let her imagination rove as a formless cloud with the wind. Deepest of all in her personality was the golden radiance that she diffused around her. As an open fire in a dark room throws romance and pathos into the quiet faces at its edge, so she cast her lights and shadows around the rooms that held her, until she made of her prosy old uncle a man of quaint and meditative charm, metamorphosed the stray telegraph boy into a Puck-like creature of delightful originality. At first this quality of hers somehow irritated Amory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: Finally I convinced her that she was smarter than I was--then she threw me over. Said I was critical and impractical, you know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory considered quickly. He hadn't been drinking, and decided that if he took no more, it would be reasonably discreet for him to trot along in the party. In fact, it would be, perhaps, the thing to do in order to keep an eye on Sloane, who was not in a state to do his own thinking. So he took Axia's arm and, piling intimately into a taxicab, they drove out over the hundreds and drew up at a tall, white-stone apartment-house. ... Never would he forget that street....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One afternoon they dipped into a subject that had interested Amory for a long time--the matter of the bearing of physical attributes on a man's make-up. Burne had gone into the biology of this, and then:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I certainly will not! I'm in no humour for a ride in that damn hot train.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Well, Dawson, so you recognize me. Now I know I haven't got too much paint on. Mr. Ryder, this is Mr. Gillespie.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A silence, while Amory thrilled. There was something fascinating about Myra, shut away here cosily from the dim, chill air. Myra, a little bundle of clothes, with strands of yellow hair curling out from under her skating cap.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Minutes later he sprang to his feet, realizing dimly that there was no more sound, and that he was alone in the graying alley. It was cold, and he started on a steady run for the light that showed the street at the other end.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was a sort of attenuated vice. She's a nervous kind--said she always ate gum-drops at teas because she had to stand around so long in one place.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ridiculous,\" declared Maury. \"Why, I've known him all my life.\" However, as he capped this statement with another series of chuckles, Anthony was impelled to remark: \"The devil you have!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It was sorta crazy you takin' all that blame. Is he pretty important? Kinda more important than you are?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It became known to her, at length, that she was to be born again. Sighing, she began a long conversation with a voice that was in the white wind, a conversation that took many hours and of which I can give only a fragment here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"About Gatsby! No, I haven't. I said I'd been making a small investigation of his past.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sunday and Monday afternoons he read the comic sections of the newspapers. One cartoon which contained a facetious Japanese butler diverted him enormously, though he claimed that the protagonist, who to Anthony appeared clearly Oriental, had really an American face. The difficulty with the funny paper was that when, aided by Anthony, he had spelled out the last three pictures and assimilated their context with a concentration surely adequate for Kant's \"Critique,\" he had entirely forgotten what the first pictures were about.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Richard Caramel tries to move about as if his figure were better. He is torn between his innate cordiality and the fact that he considers these girls rather common--not at all the Farmover type.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So the weeks passed and March came and the clay feet that Amory looked for failed to appear. About a hundred juniors and seniors resigned from their clubs in a final fury of righteousness, and the clubs in helplessness turned upon Burne their finest weapon: ridicule. Every one who knew him liked him--but what he stood for (and he began to stand for more all the time) came under the lash of many tongues, until a frailer man than he would have been snowed under.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sometimes,\" he said slowly, \"I think you're my bad angel. I might have been a pretty fair poet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course nothing!\" said Horace gruffly. \"You'll stay right here. Let's see now--there'll be doctor's bills and a nurse, besides the maid: We've got to have some more money.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Sorrow lay lightly around her, and when Amory found her in Philadelphia he thought her steely blue eyes held only happiness; a latent strength, a realism, was brought to its fullest development by the facts that she was compelled to face. She was alone in the world, with two small children, little money, and, worst of all, a host of friends. He saw her that winter in Philadelphia entertaining a houseful of men for an evening, when he knew she had not a servant in the house except the little colored girl guarding the babies overhead. He saw one of the greatest libertines in that city, a man who was habitually drunk and notorious at home and abroad, sitting opposite her for an evening, discussing girls' boarding-schools with a sort of innocent excitement. What a twist Clara had to her mind!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I can't describe her exactly--except to say that she was beautiful. She was--tremendously alive. She was eating gum-drops.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You used to be entertaining before you started to write,\" he continued. \"Now you save any idea that you think would do to print.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Horace stared at her, started to speak and then, changing his mind, resumed his walk. After an unsuccessful attempt to determine whether or not he was looking at her Marcia smiled at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't agree with you,\" said the author of \"A Shave-tail in France.\" \"I used to listen to you and Maury when we were young, and I used to be impressed because you were so consistently cynical, but now--well, after all, by God, which of us three has taken to the--to the intellectual life? I don't want to sound vainglorious, but--it's me, and I've always believed that moral values existed, and I always will.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"When life gets hold of a brainy man of fair education,\" began Amory slowly, \"that is, when he marries he becomes, nine times out of ten, a conservative as far as existing social conditions are concerned. He may be unselfish, kind-hearted, even just in his own way, but his first job is to provide and to hold fast. His wife shoos him on, from ten thousand a year to twenty thousand a year, on and on, in an enclosed treadmill that hasn't any windows. He's done! Life's got him!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As she left the diner and swayed back into the Pullman she experienced a surging rush of energy and wondered if she was feeling the bracing air of which Harry had spoken. This was the North, the North--her land now!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'd like to know who he is and what he does,\" insisted Tom. \"And I think I'll make a point of finding out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Out of the corner of his eye he saw the night-service officer regarding him quizzically. Then, startlingly, came Dot's next words:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" she interrupted coolly, \"I don't brood over it. It came and went--and when it went it took something with it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It delighted Amory when Isabelle suggested that they leave for a while and drive around in her car. For a delicious hour that passed too soon they glided the silent roads about Princeton and talked from the surface of their hearts in shy excitement. Amory felt strangely ingenuous and made no attempt to kiss her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As she drew near the great, homely front door she saw a man break suddenly away from a group and, pulling up the skirts of his gown, run toward her. He was smiling, she noticed, and he looked very big and--and reliable. She stopped and waited, knew that her heart was beating unusually fast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anyway,\" he continued, \"I haven't the vital urge. I wanted to be a regular human being but the girl couldn't see it that way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The little man leaned back against the seat, his face purple with rage. Amory continued, addressing his remarks to the big man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My name is Sammy Carleton. Not 'Mr.' Carleton, but just plain Sammy. I'm a regular no-nonsense man with no fancy frills about me. I want you to call me Sammy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This octopus was strong enough to wind a sinuous tentacle about Richard Caramel. The year after his graduation it called him into the slums of New York to muck about with bewildered Italians as secretary to an \"Alien Young Men's Rescue Association.\" He labored at it over a year before the monotony began to weary him. The aliens kept coming inexhaustibly--Italians, Poles, Scandinavians, Czechs, Armenians--with the same wrongs, the same exceptionally ugly faces and very much the same smells, though he fancied that these grew more profuse and diverse as the months passed. His eventual conclusions about the expediency of service were vague, but concerning his own relation to it they were abrupt and decisive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm not his, I'm yours. Amory, I belong to you. For the first time I regret all the other kisses; now I know how much a kiss can mean.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then Anthony saw the joker. Wedged in between Mark Twain and Dreiser were eight strange and inappropriate volumes, the works of Richard Caramel--\"The Demon Lover,\" true enough ... but also seven others that were execrably awful, without sincerity or grace.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Up to the flat,\" suggested Phoebe. \"We've got brandy and fizz--and everything's slow down here to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've come up for the midwinter prom at New Haven,\" she announced, imparting her delightful secret. Though she must have been older then than any of the boys in college, she managed always to secure some sort of invitation, imagining vaguely that at the next party would occur the flirtation which was to end at the romantic altar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a tremendous effort Anthony made his acquiescence a twist of subject, and they drifted into an ancient question-and-answer game concerned with each other's pasts, gradually warming as they discovered the age-old, immemorial resemblances in tastes and ideas. They said things that were more revealing than they intended--but each pretended to accept the other at face, or rather word, value.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This is all. It's been very rare to have known you, very strange and wonderful. But this wouldn't do--and wouldn't last.\" As he spoke there was in his heart that tremulousness that we take for sincerity in ourselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "FOURTH YOUNG MAN: (Snapping his fingers excitedly) By gad! I knew I'd forgotten something. Kept thinking it was my vest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery. But oh, Anthony's face as he walked down the tenth-floor corridor of the Plaza that night! His dark eyes were gleaming--around his mouth were lines it was a kindness to see. He was handsome then if never before, bound for one of those immortal moments which come so radiantly that their remembered light is enough to see by for years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She tried not to think of Anthony. It was as though she were writing to a stranger. She told her friends that he had been made a corporal and was annoyed when they were politely unimpressed. One night she wept because she was sorry for him--had he been even slightly responsive she would have gone to him without hesitation on the first train--whatever he was doing he needed to be taken care of spiritually, and she felt that now she would be able to do even that. Recently, without his continual drain upon her moral strength she found herself wonderfully revived.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When the lightning strikes one of us it strikes both: you had hardly arrived at the port of embarkation when I got my papers to start for Rome, and I am waiting every moment to be told where to take ship. Even before you get this letter I shall be on the ocean; then will come your turn. You went to war as a gentleman should, just as you went to school and college, because it was the thing to do. It's better to leave the blustering and tremulo-heroism to the middle classes; they do it so much better.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Angry as I was, as we all were, I was tempted to laugh whenever he opened his mouth. The transition from libertine to prig was so complete.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's the greatest man in hundreds of years,\" cried Burne enthusiastically. \"Did you ever see a picture of that shaggy old head of his?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Marcia bit her lip--and then yawned. \"Oh, let's change the subject, Omar. I'll pull a snore in this chair in a minute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Much obliged,\" muttered Anthony feebly. Some one pushed his soft hat down upon his head and he winced.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So I gathered,\" he said, fixing his friend with his bright-yellow eye. \"But where and how is Gloria? My God, Anthony, I've been hearing the dog-gonedest stories about you two even out in California--and when I get back to New York I find you've sunk absolutely out of sight. Why don't you pull yourself together?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had gone with her on a swimming party up in Westchester County, and some one mentioned that Annette Kellerman had been there one day on a visit and had dived from the top of a rickety, thirty-foot summer-house. Immediately Rosalind insisted that Howard should climb up with her to see what it looked like.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, then, all right--How about coming up to my apartment and having a drink? I've just got settled. I've bought three cases of Gordon gin from a revenue officer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(His voice is curiously old. She crosses to him and taking his face in her hands, kisses him.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Fella I was with's a damn fool,\" confided the blue-eyed woman. \"I hate him. I want to go home with you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm scared of him. I'd hate to have him get anything on me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The deuce you did!\" he said. \"You pretended you did, so you could claw at me if they went to pieces, but you wanted to take a chance as much as I did.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You mean to say you don't know?\" said Miss Baker, honestly surprised. \"I thought everybody knew.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The entrance hall of the Boul' Mich' was warm. There were high yellow lights over a thick green carpet, from the centre of which a white stairway rose to the dancing floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Bernice, what'll your mother say? She'll think I let you do it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My Lord, Gloria!\" He approached her in bewilderment and took her elbows in his hands. \"Don't cry, please! Didn't you know I was only kidding? Gloria, look at me!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I see,\" repeated Gloria, nodding. She touched her lips nervously with the tip of her tongue.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: (Commencing to sob again) It's been so perfect--you and I. So like a dream that I'd longed for and never thought I'd find. The first real unselfishness I've ever felt in my life. And I can't see it fade out in a colorless atmosphere!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Evie, dear,\" he said, bending and putting his arms about her, \"I hope you're not thinking about last night----\" She moved close to him, trembling. \"I know,\" he continued, \"it was just an imprudent friendship on your part. We all make mistakes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evidently she had reason to be. I waited but she didn't say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As the new alcohol tumbled into his stomach and warmed him, the isolated pictures began slowly to form a cinema reel of the day before. Again he saw Rosalind curled weeping among the pillows, again he felt her tears against his cheek. Her words began ringing in his ears: \"Don't ever forget me, Amory--don't ever forget me--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As she smiled he realized again how beautiful she was, a gorgeous girl of miraculous freshness and sheerly honorable eyes. She embraced his suggestion with luxurious intensity, holding it aloft like a sun of her own making and basking in its beams. She strung together an amazing synopsis for an extravaganza of martial adventure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In 1913, when Anthony Patch was twenty-five, two years were already gone since irony, the Holy Ghost of this later day, had, theoretically at least, descended upon him. Irony was the final polish of the shoe, the ultimate dab of the clothes-brush, a sort of intellectual \"There! \"--yet at the brink of this story he has as yet gone no further than the conscious stage. As you first see him he wonders frequently whether he is not without honor and slightly mad, a shameful and obscene thinness glistening on the surface of the world like oil on a clean pond, these occasions being varied, of course, with those in which he thinks himself rather an exceptional young man, thoroughly sophisticated, well adjusted to his environment, and somewhat more significant than any one else he knows.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't ask me,\" said Owl Eyes, washing his hands of the whole matter. \"I know very little about driving--next to nothing. It happened, and that's all I know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The clerk thought that Gloria was beautiful. He did not think that anything so beautiful as Gloria could be moral.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom. Tomorrow!\" Then she added irrelevantly: \"You ought to see the baby.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he emerged, rubbing himself lazily with a towel, he found the bar boy with the drinks and had a sudden desire to kid him. On reflection he decided that this would be undignified, so he waved him away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That darn bank!\" he quavered. \"They've had my account for over ten years--ten years. Well, it seems they've got some autocratic rule that you have to keep over five hundred dollars there or they won't carry you. They wrote me a letter a few months ago and told me I'd been running too low.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His diversion was--women. There were half a dozen: two or three debutantes, an actress (in a minor way), a grass-widow, and one sentimental little brunette who was married and lived in a little house in Jersey City.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Within a week things had happened. Hamil quarrelled furiously and violently defended his scheme. He was summoned to New York and spent a bad half-hour on the carpet in Peter Carhart's office. He broke with the Carhart interests in July, and in August Samuel Meredith, at thirty-five years old, was, to all intents, made Carhart's partner. The fourth fist had done its work.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Olson walked through the bathroom and took a cursory glance at Alec's still form. Then he extinguished the lights and motioned them to follow him. As they walked into the elevator Amory considered a piece of bravado--yielded finally. He reached out and tapped Olson on the arm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The caterwauling horns had reached a crescendo and I turned away and cut across the lawn toward home. I glanced back once. A wafer of a moon was shining over Gatsby's house, making the night fine as before, and surviving the laughter and the sound of his still glowing garden. A sudden emptiness seemed to flow now from the windows and the great doors, endowing with complete isolation the figure of the host, who stood on the porch, his hand up in a formal gesture of farewell.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There will be no smoking in this car! No smoking! Don't smoke, men, in this car!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't you ever make long engagements?\" he pleaded, \"even if it's a week ahead, I think it'd be fun to spend a whole day together, morning and afternoon both.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She finished abruptly. Anthony sat in silence, confused, depressed. The drab visions of train-side Mamaroneck, Larchmont, Rye, Pelham Manor, succeeded each other with intervals of bleak and shoddy wastes posing ineffectually as country. He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had never expected to find it, perhaps, yet in itself that quest had been happier than anything he expected forevermore.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It transpired after a confused five minutes that the man had heard Gatsby's name around his office in a connection which he either wouldn't reveal or didn't fully understand. This was his day off and with laudable initiative he had hurried out \"to see.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He munched four of these, finding them of pleasing savor, and then consumed another double-chocolate jigger before ease descended upon him. After a cursory inspection of the pillow-cases, leather pennants, and Gibson Girls that lined the walls, he left, and continued along Nassau Street with his hands in his pockets. Gradually he was learning to distinguish between upper classmen and entering men, even though the freshman cap would not appear until the following Monday. Those who were too obviously, too nervously at home were freshmen, for as each train brought a new contingent it was immediately absorbed into the hatless, white-shod, book-laden throng, whose function seemed to be to drift endlessly up and down the street, emitting great clouds of smoke from brand-new pipes. By afternoon Amory realized that now the newest arrivals were taking him for an upper classman, and he tried conscientiously to look both pleasantly blase and casually critical, which was as near as he could analyze the prevalent facial expression.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "HE: I'm--I'm religious--I'm literary. I've--I've even written poems.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's a good idea,\" I got up. \"Come on, Tom. Nobody wants a drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory's point of view, though dangerous, was not far from the true one. If his reactions to his environment could be tabulated, the chart would have appeared like this, beginning with his earliest years:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's see.\" Gloria moved after him and the other two followed her. \"Let's sit out here,\" she suggested. \"I like it much better.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This gave him a confused and increasing worry. It fitted so well with the Gloria who lay in the corner--no longer a proud Gloria, nor any Gloria he had known. He asked himself if it were possible. While he did not believe she would cease to love him--this, of course, was unthinkable--it was yet problematical whether Gloria without her arrogance, her independence, her virginal confidence and courage, would be the girl of his glory, the radiant woman who was precious and charming because she was ineffably, triumphantly herself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The Ford having been excited into a sort of restless resentful life Clark and Sally Carrol rolled and rattled down Valley Avenue into Jefferson Street, where the dust road became a pavement; along opiate Millicent Place, where there were half a dozen prosperous, substantial mansions; and on into the down-town section. Driving was perilous here, for it was shopping time; the population idled casually across the streets and a drove of low-moaning oxen were being urged along in front of a placid street-car; even the shops seemed only yawning their doors and blinking their windows in the sunshine before retiring into a state of utter and finite coma.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The gay habitats of the very rich and the very poor, the very dashing and the very criminal, not to mention the lately exploited very Bohemian, are made known to the awed high school girls of Augusta, Georgia, and Redwing, Minnesota, not only through the bepictured and entrancing spreads of the Sunday theatrical supplements but through the shocked and alarmful eyes of Mr. Rupert Hughes and other chroniclers of the mad pace of America. But the excursions of Harlem onto Broadway, the deviltries of the dull and the revelries of the respectable are a matter of esoteric knowledge only to the participants themselves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered \"Listen,\" a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Gloria!\" His voice was trembling. No answer. A faint string of smoke was rising from a cigarette-tray--a number of Vanity Fair sat astraddle on the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We're just voices now,\" murmured Eleanor, \"little lonesome voices. Light another.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll be up about mid-January,\" he said, \"and you've got to stay a month at least. It'll be slick. There's a winter carnival on, and if you've never really seen snow it'll be like fairy-land to you. There'll be skating and skiing and tobogganing and sleigh-riding, and all sorts of torchlight parades on snow-shoes. They haven't had one for years, so they're gong to make it a knock-out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The \"death car\" as the newspapers called it, didn't stop; it came out of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically for a moment, and then disappeared around the next bend. Mavro Michaelis wasn't even sure of its colour--he told the first policeman that it was light green. The other car, the one going toward New York, came to rest a hundred yards beyond, and its driver hurried back to where Myrtle Wilson, her life violently extinguished, knelt in the road and mingled her thick dark blood with the dust.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He liked his barber shop where he was \"Hi, corporal!\" to a pale, emaciated young man, who shaved him and pushed a cool vibrating machine endlessly over his insatiable head. He liked \"Johnston's Gardens\" where they danced, where a tragic negro made yearning, aching music on a saxophone until the garish hall became an enchanted jungle of barbaric rhythms and smoky laughter, where to forget the uneventful passage of time upon Dorothy's soft sighs and tender whisperings was the consummation of all aspiration, of all content.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I had to see you. I couldn't have lived. Oh, I had to see you--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: Rosalind, we're on each other's nerves. It's just that we're both high-strung, and this week--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now see here. You taken up my time. I don't want know why you won't buy. I just want you say why. Want you say how many!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Modern life,\" began Amory again, \"changes no longer century by century, but year by year, ten times faster than it ever has before--populations doubling, civilizations unified more closely with other civilizations, economic interdependence, racial questions, and--we're dawdling along. My idea is that we've got to go very much faster.\" He slightly emphasized the last words and the chauffeur unconsciously increased the speed of the car. Amory and the big man laughed; the little man laughed, too, after a pause.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Only a few months before people had been urging him to give in, to submit to mediocrity, to go to work. But he had known that he was justified in his way of life--and he had stuck it out stanchly. Why, the very friends who had been most unkind had come to respect him, to know he had been right all along. Had not the Lacys and the Merediths and the Cartwright-Smiths called on Gloria and him at the Ritz-Carlton just a week before they sailed?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now he's dead,\" I said after a moment. \"You were his closest friend, so I know you'll want to come to his funeral this afternoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I wish I could,\" breathed Marcia. \"If I knew words enough I could write you the longest love-letter in the world--and never get tired.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's my old stamp collection,\" he confessed sheepishly. \"I forgot to pack it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: The only thing I know about vamping is what's on the piano score. What confuses men is that I'm perfectly natural. I used to think you were never jealous. Now you follow me with your eyes wherever I go.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, how about some of those men who gave you such a good time while I was in the army? You'd think they might be glad to do a little favor for you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She hesitated. Her eyes fell on Jordan and me with a sort of appeal, as though she realized at last what she was doing--and as though she had never, all along, intended doing anything at all. But it was done now. It was too late.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" said Ardita shortly, \"I won't. I came along on this darn cruise with the one idea of going to Palm Beach, and you knew it, and I absolutely refuse to meet any darn old colonel or any darn young Toby or any darn old young people or to set foot in any other darn old town in this crazy state. So you either take me to Palm Beach or else shut up and go away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's all--this is my particular duty. Even if right now I'm just a pawn--just sacrificed. God! Amory--you don't think I like the Germans!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Over her gray and velvet dress, Under her molten, beaten hair, Color of rose in mock distress Flushes and fades and makes her fair; Fills the air from her to him With light and languor and little sighs, Just so subtly he scarcely knows... Laughing lightning, color of rose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THIRD YOUNG MAN: It was the shock of my life when I heard the old man was going to have a wet wedding. Rabid prohibitionist, you know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course I had to go, after that--and I nearly killed myself. I thought I was pretty good to even try it. Nobody else in the party tried it. Well, afterward Rosalind had the nerve to ask me why I stooped over when I dove. 'It didn't make it any easier,' she said, 'it just took all the courage out of it.' I ask you, what can a man do with a girl like that?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Eventually Amory found what he was looking for and, returning to his dresser, opened a drawer full of letters, notes, part of a chain, two little handkerchiefs, and some snap-shots. As he transferred them carefully to the box his mind wandered to some place in a book where the hero, after preserving for a year a cake of his lost love's soap, finally washed his hands with it. He laughed and began to hum \"After you've gone\" ... ceased abruptly...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm so happy that I'm frightened. Wouldn't it be awful if this was--was the high point?...\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I talked with Miss Baker,\" I said after a moment. \"I'm going to call up Daisy tomorrow and invite her over here to tea.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But I'm in the way, I see. I'm a drag on you. Your friends don't like me.\" She paused, and then remembered another one of her grievances. \"Of course I was furious last week when you tried to hint to me that that dress was unbecoming.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The most munificent gift was simultaneously the most disappointing. It was a concession of Adam Patch's--a check for five thousand dollars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: No--I was going to make it French. I was Louis XIV and you were one of my--my--(Changing his tone.) Suppose--we fell in love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was about then that a change began in his whole attitude, a rather curious, embittering change. It was when he realized that he was spending the golden years of his life gibbering round a stage with a lot of black men. His act was good of its kind--three trombones, three saxaphones, and Carlyle's flute--and it was his own peculiar sense of rhythm that made all the difference; but he began to grow strangely sensitive about it, began to hate the thought of appearing, dreaded it from day to day.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One day in the midst of Gloria's illness there occurred a curious incident that puzzled Miss McGovern, the trained nurse, for some time afterward. It was noon, but the room in which the patient lay was dark and quiet. Miss McGovern was standing near the bed mixing some medicine, when Mrs. Patch, who had apparently been sound asleep, sat up and began to speak vehemently:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you fellows love Wall Street?\" he said hoarsely, \"or wherever you do your dirty scheming----\" He paused. \"I suppose you do. No critter gets so low that he doesn't sort of love the place he's worked, where he's sweated out the best he's had in him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a moment's silence they made out the dark figure of a man rounding the silver lake at a run. As he came closer they saw it was Babe in a state of unusual excitement. He drew up before them and gasped out his news in a breath.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "From the scoffing superiority of sixth-form year and success Amory looked back with cynical wonder on his status of the year before. He was changed as completely as Amory Blaine could ever be changed. Amory plus Beatrice plus two years in Minneapolis--these had been his ingredients when he entered St. Regis'. But the Minneapolis years were not a thick enough overlay to conceal the \"Amory plus Beatrice\" from the ferreting eyes of a boarding-school, so St. Regis' had very painfully drilled Beatrice out of him, and begun to lay down new and more conventional planking on the fundamental Amory. But both St. Regis' and Amory were unconscious of the fact that this fundamental Amory had not in himself changed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But us--you and me and Alec--oh, we'll get a Jap butler and dress for dinner and have wine on the table and lead a contemplative, emotionless life until we decide to use machine-guns with the property owners--or throw bombs with the Bolshevik God! Tom, I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's all in the impression it might have made on you. My kisses were because the man was good-looking, or because there was a slick moon, or even because I've felt vaguely sentimental and a little stirred. But that's all--it's had utterly no effect on me. But you'd remember and let memories haunt you and worry you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, dear me, no. We were to meet for dinner but I must have misunderstood the place. He'll be awfully worried.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lawdy, where'd all this start? Can't I look at a man 'thout everybody in town engagin' me to him?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Men! \"--he began, and paused. The word died with a prolonged echo at the end of the hall, the faces regarding him, hopefully, cynically, wearily, were alike arrested, engrossed. Six hundred eyes were turned slightly upward. With an even graceless flow that reminded Anthony of the rolling of bowling balls he launched himself into the sea of exposition.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, I do,\" she interrupted. \"I do, because you're always talking about yourself and I used to like it; now I don't.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... There was a rush and commotion at the door, a knocking--Anthony went to open it upon an excited night clerk with three bell-boys grouped staring behind him. Between thumb and finger the night clerk held a wet pen with the threat of a weapon; one of the bell-boys had seized a telephone directory and was looking at it sheepishly. Simultaneously the group was joined by the hastily summoned house-detective, and as one man they surged into the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I was still with Jordan Baker. We were sitting at a table with a man of about my age and a rowdy little girl, who gave way upon the slightest provocation to uncontrollable laughter. I was enjoying myself now. I had taken two finger-bowls of champagne, and the scene had changed before my eyes into something significant, elemental, and profound.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The approaching train gave out a premonitory siren that tumbled melodramatically toward them down the glistening blue tracks. Gloria tugged and strained to free herself, and words older than the Book of Genesis came to her lips.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "If he met any one good--were there any good people left in the world or did they all live in white apartment-houses now? Was every one followed in the moonlight? But if he met some one good who'd know what he meant and hear this damned scuffle... then the scuffling grew suddenly nearer, and a black cloud settled over the moon. When again the pale sheen skimmed the cornices, it was almost beside him, and Amory thought he heard a quiet breathing. Suddenly he realized that the footsteps were not behind, had never been behind, they were ahead and he was not eluding but following... following.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't tell you,\" repeated Amory, \"just how wonderful she is. I don't want you to know. I don't want any one to know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There is no virtue of unselfishness that I cannot use. I can make sacrifices, be charitable, give to a friend, endure for a friend, lay down my life for a friend--all because these things may be the best possible expression of myself; yet I have not one drop of the milk of human kindness.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We'll all come over to your next party, Mr. Gatsby,\" she suggested. \"What do you say?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I left my money on the dresser at home. And I wanted to buy you another drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Look here!\" Richard Caramel brought his yellow eye rakishly into play. \"The trouble with you two is that you're all disorganized. Do you know anything about New York State? Shut up, Anthony, I'm talking to Gloria.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Shut up, you old fool,\" she whispered irrelevantly, and, leaning over, she patted him lazily with her riding-crop. \"You can leave your old plug in our stable and I'll send him over to-morrow.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Thus swelling your January total to half a dozen,\" he suggested. \"Suppose I call your bluff and ask you to come to India with me?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "PARAMORE: No, I'm in the Laird Street Settlement in Stamford. (To ANTHONY) You have no idea of the amount of poverty in these small Connecticut towns. Italians and other immigrants. Catholics mostly, you know, so it's very hard to reach them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Up in Rachael's long front room a low fire and two lamps shaded with orange silk gave all the light, so that the corners were full of deep and somnolent shadows. The hostess, moving about in a dark-figured gown of loose chiffon, seemed to accentuate the already sensuous atmosphere. For a while they were all four together, tasting the sandwiches that waited on the tea table--then Gloria found herself alone with Captain Collins on the fireside lounge; Rachael and Captain Wolf had withdrawn to the other side of the room, where they were conversing in subdued voices.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dearest--\" His arms were around her; he pulled her head down upon his shoulder. \"What is it, my own Gloria? Tell me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Conventional enough this. She seemed talking for her own pleasure, without effort. Anthony, sitting at one end of the sofa, examined her profile against the foreground of the lamp: the exquisite regularity of nose and upper lip, the chin, faintly decided, balanced beautifully on a rather short neck. On a photograph she must have been completely classical, almost cold--but the glow of her hair and cheeks, at once flushed and fragile, made her the most living person he had ever seen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now, listen,\" chattered Anthony unsteadily, \"I can't stand a long lecture. We've lost money in a dozen ways, and naturally people have talked--on account of the lawsuit, but the thing's coming to a final decision this winter, surely--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No--something deeper than that. I've begun to feel that I was meant to lose this chance.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dear Omar: After the show I always grow an awful hunger. If you want to satisfy it for me in the Taft Grill just communicate your answer to the big-timber guide that brought this and oblige.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll tell you a family secret,\" she whispered enthusiastically. \"It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Years before, when she was twenty-one, she had written in her diary: \"Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved--to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty should be used like that....\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Well, about six weeks ago, she heard the name Gatsby for the first time in years. It was when I asked you--do you remember?--if you knew Gatsby in West Egg. After you had gone home she came into my room and woke me up, and said: \"What Gatsby?\" and when I described him--I was half asleep--she said in the strangest voice that it must be the man she used to know. It wasn't until then that I connected this Gatsby with the officer in her white car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Cel'brating blowmylife. Great moment blow my life. Can't tell you 'bout it--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He left Dalyrimple there in a dream. The world was opening up suddenly-- The State Senate, the United States Senate--so life was this after all--cutting corners--common sense, that was the rule. No more foolish risks now unless necessity called--but it was being hard that counted-- Never to let remorse or self-reproach lose him a night's sleep--let his life be a sword of courage--there was no payment--all that was drivel--drivel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes--because I couldn't ever marry you. You've a place in my heart no one else ever could have, but tied down here I'd get restless. I'd feel I was--wastin' myself. There's two sides to me, you see. There's the sleepy old side you love an' there's a sort of energy--the feeling that makes me do wild things.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Amory, I'm yours--you know it. There have been times in the last month I'd have been completely yours if you'd said so. But I can't marry you and ruin both our lives.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You precious!\" cried Evylyn and kissed her, but before she left the room she levelled another frown at Hilda. Careless! Servants all that way nowadays. If she could get a good Irishwoman--but you couldn't any more--and these Swedes----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Burne hurried on, and it was several days before Amory heard an account of the ensuing conversation. Burne had come into the editor's sanctum displaying the paper cheerfully.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's sparkling, Aunt Catherine,\" said Richard pleasantly. \"A sense of responsibility would spoil her. She's too pretty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony might have remembered then a certain look Bloeckman had given him in the Biltmore Hotel years before. But he remembered nothing, nothing----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, drop the subject,\" Amory protested. \"Watch and wait and shut up. I don't want every one at the club asking me about it, as if I were a prize potato being fattened for a vegetable show.\" One evening a week later Amory stopped below his own window on the way to Renwick's, and, seeing a light, called up:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're crazy!\" he exploded. \"I can't speak about what happened five years ago, because I didn't know Daisy then--and I'll be damned if I see how you got within a mile of her unless you brought the groceries to the back door. But all the rest of that's a God damned lie. Daisy loved me when she married me and she loves me now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She has a big dinner party and he won't know a soul there.\" He frowned. \"I wonder where in the devil he met Daisy. By God, I may be old-fashioned in my ideas, but women run around too much these days to suit me. They meet all kinds of crazy fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Going back--going back, Going--back--to--Nas-sau--Hall, Going back--going back-- To the--Best--Old--Place--of--All. Going back--going back, From all--this--earth-ly--ball, We'll--clear--the--track--as--we--go--back-- Going--back--to--Nas-sau--Hall!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He lit a cigarette, tossed the match out the open top of the window, then paused in his tracks with the cigarette two inches from his mouth--which fell faintly ajar. His eyes were focussed upon a spot of brilliant color on the roof of a house farther down the alley.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a photograph of half a dozen young men in blazers loafing in an archway through which were visible a host of spires. There was Gatsby, looking a little, not much, younger--with a cricket bat in his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" replied Horace emphatically, \"I must say your ideas are horribly garbled! In the first place life isn't just that, and in the second place. I won't kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can't get rid of habits. This year I've got in the habit of lolling in bed until seven-thirty----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The next ten minutes were perhaps the hardest of his life. People talk of the courage of convictions, but in actual life a man's duty to his family may make a rigid corpse seem a selfish indulgence of his own righteousness. Samuel thought mostly of his family, yet he never really wavered. That jolt had brought him to.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was an advantage that her accent was different. He could not have determined the social status of a Southerner from her talk--in New York a girl of a lower class would have been raucous, unendurable--except through the rosy spectacles of intoxication.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "My Finn informed me that Gatsby had dismissed every servant in his house a week ago and replaced them with half a dozen others, who never went into West Egg village to be bribed by the tradesmen, but ordered moderate supplies over the telephone. The grocery boy reported that the kitchen looked like a pigsty, and the general opinion in the village was that the new people weren't servants at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was a moment when a genii should have pressed into his hand the book for disillusioned young men. But the book has not been written.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In mid-April came a letter from the real-estate agent in Marietta, encouraging them to take the gray house for another year at a slightly increased rental, and enclosing a lease made out for their signatures. For a week lease and letter lay carelessly neglected on Anthony's desk. They had no intention of returning to Marietta. They were weary of the place, and had been bored most of the preceding summer. Besides, their car had deteriorated to a rattling mass of hypochondriacal metal, and a new one was financially inadvisable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He collected locks of hair from many girls. He wore the rings of several. Finally he could borrow no more rings, owing to his nervous habit of chewing them out of shape. This, it seemed, usually aroused the jealous suspicions of the next borrower.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Klipspringer plays the piano,\" said Gatsby, cutting him off. \"Don't you, Ewing, old sport?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory's penetrating green eyes would look out through tangled hair at his mother. Even at this age he had no illusions about her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She liked it. There was no heavy closeness of greasepaint, no scent of soiled and tawdry costumes which years before had revolted her behind the scenes of a musical comedy. This work was done in the clean mornings; the appurtenances seemed rich and gorgeous and new. On a set that was joyous with Manchu hangings a perfect Chinaman was going through a scene according to megaphone directions as the great glittering machine ground out its ancient moral tale for the edification of the national mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Perhaps you knew him. His name was Jesse Ferrenby. He was killed last year in France.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Damned if I know. We followed you, and had the deuce of a time doing it. I heard you out on the porch yelling for Gloria, so I woke up the Caramel here and got it through his head, with some difficulty, that if there was a search-party we'd better be on it. He slowed me up by sitting down in the road at intervals and asking me what it was all about. We tracked you by the pleasant scent of Canadian Club.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lordy! I feel, anyway, as if I'd gone through another fifth form at St. Regis's.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven--a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savours of anticlimax. His family were enormously wealthy--even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach--but now he'd left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he'd brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. It was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I spoke to her,\" he muttered, after a long silence. \"I told her she might fool me but she couldn't fool God. I took her to the window\"--with an effort he got up and walked to the rear window and leaned with his face pressed against it--\"and I said 'God knows what you've been doing, everything you've been doing. You may fool me, but you can't fool God!' \"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Both stopped. Isabelle turned to Amory shyly. Her face was always enough answer for any one, but she decided to speak.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "James Gatz--that was really, or at least legally, his name. He had changed it at the age of seventeen and at the specific moment that witnessed the beginning of his career--when he saw Dan Cody's yacht drop anchor over the most insidious flat on Lake Superior. It was James Gatz who had been loafing along the beach that afternoon in a torn green jersey and a pair of canvas pants, but it was already Jay Gatsby who borrowed a rowboat, pulled out to the Tuolomee, and informed Cody that a wind might catch him and break him up in half an hour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, we followed along down the road and then we suddenly lost you. Seems you turned off at a wagontrail. After a while somebody hailed us and asked us if we were looking for a young girl. Well, we came up and found it was a little shivering old man, sitting on a fallen tree like somebody in a fairy tale. 'She turned down here,' he said, 'and most steppud on me, goin' somewhere in an awful hustle, and then a fella in short golfin' pants come runnin' along and went after her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When the night crept down in shadowy blue and silver they threaded the shimmering channel in the rowboat and, tying it to a jutting rock, began climbing the cliff together. The first shelf was ten feet up, wide, and furnishing a natural diving platform. There they sat down in the bright moonlight and watched the faint incessant surge of the waters almost stilled now as the tide set seaward.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At the end of a month he stood in line and received forty dollars. He pawned a cigarette-case and a pair of field-glasses and managed to live--to eat, sleep, and smoke. It was, however, a narrow scrape; as the ways and means of economy were a closed book to him and the second month brought no increase, he voiced his alarm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mr. Gilbert with true masculine impassivity disregarded the awe he had excited in his wife. He turned to the two young men and triumphantly routed them on the subject of the weather. Richard Caramel was called on to remember the month of November in Kansas. No sooner had the theme been pushed toward him, however, than it was violently fished back to be lingered over, pawed over, elongated, and generally devitalized by its sponsor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a sort of rush he left the room. The two women heard his steps in the hall and then the front door banged. Gloria sank back into her chair. Her face was lovely in the lamplight, composed, inscrutable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All of them. Poetry is dying first. It'll be absorbed into prose sooner or later. For instance, the beautiful word, the colored and glittering word, and the beautiful simile belong in prose now. To get attention poetry has got to strain for the unusual word, the harsh, earthy word that's never been beautiful before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In January, the Monday of the months, Richard Caramel's nose was blue constantly, a sardonic blue, vaguely suggestive of the flames licking around a sinner. His book was nearly ready, and as it grew in completeness it seemed to grow also in its demands, sapping him, overpowering him, until he walked haggard and conquered in its shadow. Not only to Anthony and Maury did he pour out his hopes and boasts and indecisions, but to any one who could be prevailed upon to listen. He called on polite but bewildered publishers, he discussed it with his casual vis-a-vis at the Harvard Club; it was even claimed by Anthony that he had been discovered, one Sunday night, debating the transposition of Chapter Two with a literary ticket-collector in the chill and dismal recesses of a Harlem subway station. And latest among his confidantes was Mrs. Gilbert, who sat with him by the hour and alternated between Bilphism and literature in an intense cross-fire.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I feel rather weary of life to-day,\" he offered tentatively. Still she was silent. \"I met a fellow and we talked in the Biltmore bar.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He dropped the paper and lay down on his bed with a frightened, sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. She was gone, definitely, finally gone. Until now he had half unconsciously cherished the hope deep in his heart that some day she would need him and send for him, cry that it had been a mistake, that her heart ached only for the pain she had caused him. Never again could he find even the sombre luxury of wanting her--not this Rosalind, harder, older--nor any beaten, broken woman that his imagination brought to the door of his forties--Amory had wanted her youth, the fresh radiance of her mind and body, the stuff that she was selling now once and for all. So far as he was concerned, young Rosalind was dead.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I spent my Saturday nights in New York because those gleaming, dazzling parties of his were with me so vividly that I could still hear the music and the laughter, faint and incessant, from his garden, and the cars going up and down his drive. One night I did hear a material car there, and saw its lights stop at his front steps. But I didn't investigate. Probably it was some final guest who had been away at the ends of the earth and didn't know that the party was over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The dance?\" He dismissed all the dances he had given with a snap of his fingers. \"Old sport, the dance is unimportant.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "DICK: (Hurriedly spurring his imagination) Kane, you mean, Muriel Kane. She's a sort of debt of honor, I believe. Once saved Gloria from drowning, or something of the sort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See here!\" broke in a new voice. A portly man whose face was adorned with symmetrical scrolls of yellow hair had come out of a glass cage in the rear of the store and was bearing down upon Anthony. \"See here, you!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "HE: No, I'm romantic--a sentimental person thinks things will last--a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't. Sentiment is emotional.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll bet policemen think people are fools,\" said Gloria thoughtfully, as she watched a large but cowardly lady being helped across the street. \"He always sees them frightened and inefficient and old--they are,\" she added. And then: \"We'd better get off. I told mother I'd have an early supper and go to bed. She says I look tired, damn it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"These aren't towns,\" said Gloria scornfully, \"these are just city blocks plumped down coldly into waste acres. I imagine all the men here have their mustaches stained from drinking their coffee too quickly in the morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But Clara talking, Clara telling a slender tale of a hatpin and an inebriated man and herself.... People tried afterward to repeat her anecdotes but for the life of them they could make them sound like nothing whatever. They gave her a sort of innocent attention and the best smiles many of them had smiled for long; there were few tears in Clara, but people smiled misty-eyed at her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As the winter passed with the march of the returning troops along Fifth Avenue they became more and more aware that since Anthony's return their relations had entirely changed. After that reflowering of tenderness and passion each of them had returned into some solitary dream unshared by the other and what endearments passed between them passed, it seemed, from empty heart to empty heart, echoing hollowly the departure of what they knew at last was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Just to shop,\" she said shyly. She had great brown eyes and the pathetic kind of little mouth. \"I've only been married three months, and we find it cheaper to live over here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"People try so hard to believe in leaders now, pitifully hard. But we no sooner get a popular reformer or politician or soldier or writer or philosopher--a Roosevelt, a Tolstoi, a Wood, a Shaw, a Nietzsche, than the cross-currents of criticism wash him away. My Lord, no man can stand prominence these days. It's the surest path to obscurity. People get sick of hearing the same name over and over.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Again they went to the movies, again they wandered along the shadowy, scented streets, hand in hand this time, speaking a little in hushed voices. They passed through the gate--up toward the little porch--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They became jovial about five-thirty and, linking arms, strolled up and down the boardwalk in a row, chanting a monotonous ditty about the sad sea waves. Then Kerry saw a face in the crowd that attracted him and, rushing off, reappeared in a moment with one of the homeliest girls Amory had ever set eyes on. Her pale mouth extended from ear to ear, her teeth projected in a solid wedge, and she had little, squinty eyes that peeped ingratiatingly over the side sweep of her nose. Kerry presented them formally.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't think that's right. If I hurt your feelings we ought to discuss it. I don't like this kiss-and-forget.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sit down,\" she suggested politely, as the dark closed in on them. \"If you'll sit opposite me in this hollow you can have half of the raincoat, which I was using as a water-proof tent until you so rudely interrupted me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, there were some waiters and a couple of sailors and a few stray pedestrians, I guess. It's the strangest feeling. You ought to get beaten up just for the experience of it. You fall down after a while and everybody sort of slashes in at you before you hit the ground--then they kick you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're a funny one,\" she commented thoughtfully. \"Does everybody want to marry you because your grandfather is rich?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And now,\" he continued, \"I'm going to tell you in a few words what the proposition is that's going to make those of you who go into it in the right spirit. Simply put, it's this: 'Heart Talks' have been incorporated as a company. We're going to put these little pamphlets into the hands of every big business organization, every salesman, and every man who knows--I don't say 'thinks,' I say 'knows'--that he can sell! We are offering some of the stock of the 'Heart Talks' concern upon the market, and in order that the distribution may be as wide as possible, and in order also that we can furnish a living, concrete, flesh-and-blood example of what salesmanship is, or rather what it may be, we're going to give those of you who are the real thing a chance to sell that stock. Now, I don't care what you've tried to sell before or how you've tried to sell it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Please don't.\" Her voice was cold, but the rancour was gone from it. She looked at Gatsby. \"There, Jay,\" she said--but her hand as she tried to light a cigarette was trembling. Suddenly she threw the cigarette and the burning match on the carpet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "To my astonishment, the thing had an authentic look. \"Orderi di Danilo,\" ran the circular legend, \"Montenegro, Nicolas Rex.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh,\" she whispered, \"I've wanted you so, honey. All this day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh!\" she wailed. \"I thought I was going over. I didn't know--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The dusk had suddenly deepened but neither of them made any move to turn on the lights. Lost in heaven knew what contemplation, they sat there until a flurry of snow drew a languid sigh from Gloria.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So the brilliant and beautiful lady went up with her husband to New York. On the very train that bore them away they quarrelled--her bitter words had the frequency, the regularity, the inevitability of the stations they passed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were many Americans and some Irish and some tough Irish and a few French, and several Italians and Poles, and they walked informally arm in arm with each other in twos and threes or in long rows, almost universally distinguished by the straight mouth and the considerable chin--for this was the Society of Jesus, founded in Spain five hundred years before by a tough-minded soldier who trained men to hold a breach or a salon, preach a sermon or write a treaty, and do it and not argue . . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Speak for yourself!\" cried Miss Baedeker violently. \"Your hand shakes. I wouldn't let you operate on me!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was the third present he had given her; first had come the engagement ring, and then a little gold cigarette-case. He would be giving her many things now--clothes and jewels and friends and excitement. It seemed absurd that from now on he would pay for all her meals. It was going to cost: he wondered if he had not underestimated for this trip, and if he had not better cash a larger check. The question worried him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because it's a gentleman's school, and democracy won't hit you so early. You'll find plenty of that in college.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here, dearies.\" She groped around in a wastebasket she had with her on the bed and pulled out the string of pearls. \"Take 'em downstairs and give 'em back to whoever they belong to. Tell 'em all Daisy's change' her mine. Say: 'Daisy's change' her mine!' \"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lady call up headquarters ten minutes ago. Say she have speak with you. Ver' important.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After another ten minutes they turned a corner and came in sight of their destination. On a tall hill outlined in vivid glaring green against the wintry sky stood the ice palace. It was three stories in the air, with battlements and embrasures and narrow icicled windows, and the innumerable electric lights inside made a gorgeous transparency of the great central hall. Sally Carrol clutched Harry's hand under the fur robe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Down in a tall busy street he read a dozen Jewish names on a line of stores; in the door of each stood a dark little man watching the passers from intent eyes--eyes gleaming with suspicion, with pride, with clarity, with cupidity, with comprehension. New York--he could not dissociate it now from the slow, upward creep of this people--the little stores, growing, expanding, consolidating, moving, watched over with hawk's eyes and a bee's attention to detail--they slathered out on all sides. It was impressive--in perspective it was tremendous.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When Mr. Haight told her that the trial would not take place until autumn she decided that without telling Anthony she would go into the movies. When he saw her successful, both histrionically and financially, when he saw that she could have her will of Joseph Bloeckman, yielding nothing in return, he would lose his silly prejudices. She lay awake half one night planning her career and enjoying her successes in anticipation, and the next morning she called up \"Films Par Excellence.\" Mr. Bloeckman was in Europe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His voice was solemn, as if the memory of that sudden extinction of a clan still haunted him. For a moment I suspected that he was pulling my leg, but a glance at him convinced me otherwise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"--My God!\" thought Anthony. \"It's a subtitle from one of his movies. The man's memorized it!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,\" I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. \"Can't you talk about crops or something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He wouldn't consider it. He couldn't possibly leave Daisy until he knew what she was going to do. He was clutching at some last hope and I couldn't bear to shake him free.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm tres old and tres bored, Tom,\" said Amory one day, stretching himself at ease in the comfortable window-seat. He always felt most natural in a recumbent position.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, let's waive it--we won't get anywhere, and besides I haven't quite made up my mind about it myself. Now, here's something I do know--personal appearance has a lot to do with it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "An hour later, while Marjorie was in the library absorbed in composing one of those non-committal marvelously elusive letters that only a young girl can write, Bernice reappeared, very red-eyed, and consciously calm. She cast no glance at Marjorie but took a book at random from the shelf and sat down as if to read. Marjorie seemed absorbed in her letter and continued writing. When the clock showed noon Bernice closed her book with a snap.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Not until noon could she bring herself to look into Harold's room, but when she did it was to find him awake and staring very miserably at the ceiling. He turned blood-shot hollow eyes upon her. For a minute she hated him, couldn't speak. A husky voice came from the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Amory, between you and me, I have only just learned to do it myself. I can do the one hundred things beyond the next thing, but I stub my toe on that, just as you stubbed your toe on mathematics this fall.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He wheeled and started after her, his body like ice, his nerves in a vast clangor. There was no chance of stopping her. The moon was under a cloud and her horse would step blindly over. Then some ten feet from the edge of the cliff she gave a sudden shriek and flung herself sideways--plunged from her horse and, rolling over twice, landed in a pile of brush five feet from the edge. The horse went over with a frantic whinny.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh--always talking about crazy things. Why don't you come ski-ing with Marylyn and I to-morrow?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Be quiet!\" said the older man angrily. \"I should think you'd respect your wife enough not to bring her into the conversation under these circumstances.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until finally he had to give up his position.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, it depends where. Take a bedroom, for example. If you use any discretion a ghost can never get you in a bedroom.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We drove over to Fifth Avenue, warm and soft, almost pastoral, on the summer Sunday afternoon. I wouldn't have been surprised to see a great flock of white sheep turn the corner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Next month. You'll have to start East a little early to take your examinations. After that you'll have a free week, so I want you to go up the Hudson and pay a visit.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He didn't say any more, but we've always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgements, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought--frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's got on white shoes that look like gloves. I can see his toes right through them. Uh! Who is he, anyway?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She began to cry--she cried and cried. I rushed out and found her mother's maid, and we locked the door and got her into a cold bath. She wouldn't let go of the letter. She took it into the tub with her and squeezed it up in a wet ball, and only let me leave it in the soap-dish when she saw that it was coming to pieces like snow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He took out a pile of shirts and began throwing them, one by one, before us, shirts of sheer linen and thick silk and fine flannel, which lost their folds as they fell and covered the table in many-coloured disarray. While we admired he brought more and the soft rich heap mounted higher--shirts with stripes and scrolls and plaids in coral and apple-green and lavender and faint orange, with monograms of indian blue. Suddenly, with a strained sound, Daisy bent her head into the shirts and began to cry stormily.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was finding it impossible to pass off his departure as a common, impersonal blow. He was too near to her to do more than repeat \"Poor little Dot. Poor little Dot.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: (A little hysterically) I can't give you up! I can't, that's all! I've got to have you!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was a remark that he sometimes made to girls at college proms when they were talking in just such half dark as this. Bernice distinctly jumped. She turned an ungraceful red and became clumsy with her fan. No one had ever made such a remark to her before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He glanced over his shoulder. Muriel was resting her brilliant cheek against the lapel of Maury Noble's dinner coat and her powdered left arm was apparently twisted around his head. One was impelled to wonder why she failed to seize the nape of his neck with her hand. Her eyes, turned ceiling-ward, rolled largely back and forth; her hips swayed, and as she danced she kept up a constant low singing. This at first seemed to be a translation of the song into some foreign tongue but became eventually apparent as an attempt to fill out the metre of the song with the only words she knew--the words of the title--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll have to get out,\" he said at length, speaking with tortuous intensity. \"Haven't I enough to worry me now without you coming here? My God! You'll have to get out!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" she said as if considering. \"No, there's something else. There's that well-known phrase with which I have ended most of our conversations for the past few years--'Shut up!'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bernice claimed a headache and failed to appear at luncheon. They had a matinee date for the afternoon, but the headache persisting, Marjorie made explanation to a not very downcast boy. But when she returned late in the afternoon she found Bernice with a strangely set face waiting for her in her bedroom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence. And I wish you'd go 'way,\" she said, her temper rising again. \"You know I never change my mind. You've been boring me for three days until I'm about to go crazy. I won't go ashore!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Beauty and love pass, I know.... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria had decided that Anthony was to know nothing of this until she had obtained a definite position, and accordingly she was dressed and out of the apartment next morning before he awoke. Her mirror had given her, she thought, much the same account as ever. She wondered if there were any lingering traces of her sickness. She was still slightly under weight, and she had fancied, a few days before, that her cheeks were a trifle thinner--but she felt that those were merely transitory conditions and that on this particular day she looked as fresh as ever. She had bought and charged a new hat, and as the day was warm she had left the leopard skin coat at home.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes. Don't say a word to anybody, please, but I am. I may not come back next year.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That was to a great extent Tennyson's idea,\" came the lecturer's voice. \"Swinburne's Song in the Time of Order might well have been Tennyson's title. He idealized order against chaos, against waste.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dark was creeping down. Talking little--Anthony in careless, casual questions, the other two with provincial economy of phrase and burden--they sauntered past another corner, and another. In the middle of a block they stopped beneath a lamp-post.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: Oh, I won't interfere. You've already wasted over two months on a theoretical genius who hasn't a penny to his name, but go ahead, waste your life on him. I won't interfere.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A group began whistling \"By the Sea,\" and the audience took it up noisily. This was followed by an indistinguishable song that included much stamping and then by an endless, incoherent dirge.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was somehow at this point that the first wrongness in the case asserted itself. There was an element of callousness, almost of indecency, in Gloria's absence from home. He suspected that by going out she had intrigued him into a disadvantage. Returning she would find his name, and smile. Most discreetly!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When I came opposite her house that morning her white roadster was beside the kerb, and she was sitting in it with a lieutenant I had never seen before. They were so engrossed in each other that she didn't see me until I was five feet away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We can't argue about it here,\" Tom said impatiently, as a truck gave out a cursing whistle behind us. \"You follow me to the south side of Central Park, in front of the Plaza.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, God!\" she whispered brokenly, \"you can't go way from me. I'd die.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He walked over to Fifth Avenue, dodging the blind, black menace of umbrellas, and standing in front of Delmonico's hailed an auto-bus. Buttoning his coat closely around him he climbed to the roof, where he rode in solitary state through the thin, persistent rain, stung into alertness by the cool moisture perpetually reborn on his cheek. Somewhere in his mind a conversation began, rather resumed its place in his attention. It was composed not of two voices, but of one, which acted alike as questioner and answerer:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tell me,\" he demanded, leaning forward eagerly, \"how do you know about 'Ulalume'--how did you know the color of my hair? What's your name? What were you doing here? Tell me all at once!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Suddenly a strange sound fell on his ears. It was a song, in a low, husky voice, a girl's voice, and whoever was singing was very close to him. A year before he might have laughed, or trembled; but in his restless mood he only stood and listened while the words sank into his consciousness:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MRS. CONNAGE: Of course, I want to. But I think it's so childish of you to leave a perfectly good home to go and live with two other boys in some impossible apartment. I hope it isn't in order that you can all drink as much as you want. (She pauses.) He'll be a little neglected to-night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Silence crept down again over the wet country; the faint dripping resumed, and suddenly a great shower of drops tumbled upon Gloria stirring her out of the trance-like torpor which the passage of the train had wrought. She ran swiftly down a descending level to the bank and began climbing the iron stairway to the bridge, remembering that it was something she had always wanted to do, and that she would have the added excitement of traversing the yard-wide plank that ran beside the tracks over the river.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Fresh! \"----the word had slipped out before she realized it, and she bit her lip. Too late she decided to be amused, and offered him a flustered smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The interior was unprosperous and bare; the only car visible was the dust-covered wreck of a Ford which crouched in a dim corner. It had occurred to me that this shadow of a garage must be a blind, and that sumptuous and romantic apartments were concealed overhead, when the proprietor himself appeared in the door of an office, wiping his hands on a piece of waste. He was a blond, spiritless man, anaemic, and faintly handsome. When he saw us a damp gleam of hope sprang into his light blue eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At present there were but two lieutenants--Hopkins and the popular Kretching. The latter was considered a good fellow and a fine leader, until a year later, when he disappeared with a mess fund of eleven hundred dollars and, like so many leaders, proved exceedingly difficult to follow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They had difficulty in locating the sister, Catherine. She must have broken her rule against drinking that night, for when she arrived she was stupid with liquor and unable to understand that the ambulance had already gone to Flushing. When they convinced her of this, she immediately fainted, as if that was the intolerable part of the affair. Someone, kind or curious, took her in his car and drove her in the wake of her sister's body.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sure!\" smiled Marcia. \"You can come up to my 'partment. Sleep on the couch if you want to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Cold as the devil--Good Lord, I've been working like the deuce all day till my room got so cold I thought I'd get pneumonia. Darn landlady economizing on coal came up when I yelled over the stairs for her for half an hour. Began explaining why and all. God! First she drove me crazy, then I began to think she was sort of a character, and took notes while she talked--so she couldn't see me, you know, just as though I were writing casually--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(A maid appears, announces Mr. Blaine who follows immediately. AMORY'S friends have been telling him for ten days that he \"looks like the wrath of God,\" and he does. As a matter of fact he has not been able to eat a mouthful in the last thirty-six hours.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll find make-up in the room in back of the set. Go light on it. Very little red.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, I'm not. I am like them.... You ought to see.... You don't know me.\" She hesitated and her eyes came back to him, rested abruptly on his, as though surprised at the last to see him there. \"I've got a streak of what you'd call cheapness. I don't know where I get it but it's--oh, things like this and bright colors and gaudy vulgarity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here in the figured dark I watch once more, There, with the curtain, roll the years away; Two years of years--there was an idle day Of ours, when happy endings didn't bore Our unfermented souls; I could adore Your eager face beside me, wide-eyed, gay, Smiling a repertoire while the poor play Reached me as a faint ripple reaches shore. \"Yawning and wondering an evening through, I watch alone... and chatterings, of course, Spoil the one scene which, somehow, did have charms; You wept a bit, and I grew sad for you Right here! Where Mr. X defends divorce And What's-Her-Name falls fainting in his arms.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My people!\" exclaimed the prodigy ferociously. \"My people tried to make a monstrosity out of me.\" His face grew quite crimson at the enormity of what he was going to say. \"My people can go way back and sit down!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: (Intent on his purpose toward PARAMORE) I'll tell you what. Let's each fill one glass, drink it off and then we'll dance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Isn't he cute?\" she required of Maury. \"'Whatever he decides to do!' But what am I going to do if he works? Maury, will you take me around if Anthony works?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But people want human sympathy,\" objected Lois. \"They want to feel the other person's been tempted.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two doors near her opened curiously at the sound of a feminine voice. A tentative cough sounded from above. Gathering her skirts, Marcia dived wildly down the last flight, and was swallowed up in the murky Connecticut air outside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Are we just going to go?\" she objected. \"Like this? Aren't we going to let anyone smoke a cigarette first?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Geraldine was persistently interested. She held her glass, untasted, between finger and thumb and regarded him with eyes in which there was a touch of awe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They decided that for the present she was not to go with him to the Southern camp where his contingent was ordered. She would remain in New York to \"use the apartment,\" to save money, and to watch the progress of the case--which was pending now in the Appellate Division, of which the calendar, Mr. Haight told them, was far behind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Oh, don't ask me. You know I'm old in some ways--in others--well, I'm just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness--and I dread responsibility. I don't want to think about pots and kitchens and brooms. I want to worry whether my legs will get slick and brown when I swim in the summer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No--it merely failed. If we had government ownership we'd have the best analytical business minds in the government working for something besides themselves. We'd have Mackays instead of Burlesons; we'd have Morgans in the Treasury Department; we'd have Hills running interstate commerce. We'd have the best lawyers in the Senate.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The young man and the old touched flesh; Mr. Gilbert's hand was soft, worn away to the pulpy semblance of a squeezed grapefruit. Then husband and wife exchanged greetings--he told her it had grown colder out; he said he had walked down to a news-stand on Forty-fourth Street for a Kansas City paper. He had intended to ride back in the bus but he had found it too cold, yes, yes, yes, yes, too cold.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(AMORY and ROSALIND exchange glances--and ALEC comes in. ALEC'S attitude throughout has been neutral. He believes in his heart that the marriage would make AMORY mediocre and ROSALIND miserable, but he feels a great sympathy for both of them.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They went down to tea. They bought some handkerchiefs in a notion store near by. All was forgotten.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Name of Kaluka, Hawaiian queen! Let me present Messrs. Connage, Sloane, Humbird, Ferrenby, and Blaine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" he agreed, \"I suppose there are, and I know how you feel about it. It grated on me here, at first, Lois, though I wouldn't say that to any one but you; we're rather sensitive, you and I, to things like this.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the meanwhile Amory delicately kept trying to awaken a sense of the social system in D'Invilliers, for he knew that this poet was really more conventional than he, and needed merely watered hair, a smaller range of conversation, and a darker brown hat to become quite regular. But the liturgy of Livingstone collars and dark ties fell on heedless ears; in fact D'Invilliers faintly resented his efforts; so Amory confined himself to calls once a week, and brought him occasionally to 12 Univee. This caused mild titters among the other freshmen, who called them \"Doctor Johnson and Boswell.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"THE SLICKER\" 1. Clever sense of social values. 2. Dresses well. Pretends that dress is superficial--but knows that it isn't.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He did extraordinarily well in the war. He was a captain before he went to the front, and following the Argonne battles he got his majority and the command of the divisional machine-guns. After the armistice he tried frantically to get home, but some complication or misunderstanding sent him to Oxford instead. He was worried now--there was a quality of nervous despair in Daisy's letters. She didn't see why he couldn't come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria had lulled Anthony's mind to sleep. She, who seemed of all women the wisest and the finest, hung like a brilliant curtain across his doorways, shutting out the light of the sun. In those first years what he believed bore invariably the stamp of Gloria; he saw the sun always through the pattern of the curtain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At first I thought it was another party, a wild rout that had resolved itself into \"hide-and-go-seek\" or \"sardines-in-the-box\" with all the house thrown open to the game. But there wasn't a sound. Only wind in the trees, which blew the wires and made the lights go off and on again as if the house had winked into the darkness. As my taxi groaned away I saw Gatsby walking toward me across his lawn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After another day the turmoil subsided and Anthony began to exercise a measure of reason. He was in love--he cried it passionately to himself. The things that a week before would have seemed insuperable obstacles, his limited income, his desire to be irresponsible and independent, had in this forty hours become the merest chaff before the wind of his infatuation. If he did not marry her his life would be a feeble parody on his own adolescence. To be able to face people and to endure the constant reminder of Gloria that all existence had become, it was necessary for him to have hope.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got to live,\" said Dalyrimple simply. \"I could get more pay as a laborer on the railroad but, Golly, I want to feel I'm where there's a chance to get ahead.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Amory, \"I simply state that I'm a product of a versatile mind in a restless generation--with every reason to throw my mind and pen in with the radicals. Even if, deep in my heart, I thought we were all blind atoms in a world as limited as a stroke of a pendulum, I and my sort would struggle against tradition; try, at least, to displace old cants with new ones. I've thought I was right about life at various times, but faith is difficult. One thing I know. If living isn't a seeking for the grail it may be a damned amusing game.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"My dear,\" she told her sister in a high, mincing shout, \"most of these fellas will cheat you every time. All they think of is money. I had a woman up here last week to look at my feet, and when she gave me the bill you'd of thought she had my appendicitis out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The room was large and stifling, and, though it was already four o'clock, opening the windows admitted only a gust of hot shrubbery from the Park. Daisy went to the mirror and stood with her back to us, fixing her hair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Cecelia, darling, you don't know what a trial it is to be--like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me. If I laugh hard from a front row in the theatre, the comedian plays to me for the rest of the evening. If I drop my voice, my eyes, my handkerchief at a dance, my partner calls me up on the 'phone every day for a week.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And one day in the fifth week he called her up. He had been sitting in his apartment trying to read \"L'Education Sentimental,\" and something in the book had sent his thoughts racing in the direction that, set free, they always took, like horses racing for a home stable. With suddenly quickened breath he walked to the telephone. When he gave the number it seemed to him that his voice faltered and broke like a schoolboy's. The Central must have heard the pounding of his heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right. I'm not a bit tired and this is almost the last night of the year, really, because the prom stuff starts Monday.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a particularly cold night. A sudden thaw had nearly cleared the streets the day before, but now they were traversed again with a powdery wraith of loose snow that travelled in wavy lines before the feet of the wind, and filled the lower air with a fine-particled mist. There was no sky--only a dark, ominous tent that draped in the tops of the streets and was in reality a vast approaching army of snowflakes--while over it all, chilling away the comfort from the brown-and-green glow of lighted windows and muffling the steady trot of the horse pulling their sleigh, interminably washed the north wind. It was a dismal town after all, she though, dismal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Out to Walley's Pool. Told Marylyn we'd call by an' get her an' Joe Ewing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Pelham! They had quarrelled in Pelham because Gloria must drive. And when she set her little foot on the accelerator the car had jumped off spunkily, and their two heads had jerked back like marionettes worked by a single string.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At first the Bellamy family puzzled her. The men were reliable and she liked them; to Mr. Bellamy especially, with his iron-gray hair and energetic dignity, she took an immediate fancy, once she found that he was born in Kentucky; this made of him a link between the old life and the new. But toward the women she felt a definite hostility. Myra, her future sister-in-law, seemed the essence of spiritless conversationality. Her conversation was so utterly devoid of personality that Sally Carrol, who came from a country where a certain amount of charm and assurance could be taken for granted in the women, was inclined to despise her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And from loving it with a vanity that was almost masculine--it had been in the nature of a triumphant and dazzling career--she became suddenly anaesthetic to it. She retired. She who had dominated countless parties, who had blown fragrantly through many ballrooms to the tender tribute of many eyes, seemed to care no longer. He who fell in love with her now was dismissed utterly, almost angrily. She went listlessly with the most indifferent men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a half-sigh Marcia rose from the table and walked from the room. Horace, his face a document in bewilderment, laid a bill down and followed her out, up the stairs and into the lobby. He overtook her in front of the elevator and they faced each other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I think he'd tanked up a good deal at luncheon, and his determination to have my company bordered on violence. The supercilious assumption was that on Sunday afternoon I had nothing better to do.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Concerning Mrs. Harold Piper at thirty-five, opinion was divided--women said she was still handsome; men said she was pretty no longer. And this was probably because the qualities in her beauty that women had feared and men had followed had vanished. Her eyes were still as large and as dark and as sad, but the mystery had departed; their sadness was no longer eternal, only human, and she had developed a habit, when she was startled or annoyed, of twitching her brows together and blinking several times. Her mouth also had lost: the red had receded and the faint down-turning of its corners when she smiled, that had added to the sadness of the eyes and been vaguely mocking and beautiful, was quite gone. When she smiled now the corners of her lips turned up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But I'm through,\" he said. \"My notoriety's dead. People are fed up with me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's go to something!\" she proposed as they went down in the elevator. \"I want to see a show, don't you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Thank you kindly, sir.\" She was neither pleased nor annoyed. Before Anthony came so many arms had done likewise that it had become little more than a gesture, sentimental but without significance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right--just so I can see you alone. I want to talk to you as we talked up in my room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see, I felt that we were even denied what consolation there might have been in being a figment of a corporate man rising from his knees. Do you think that I leaped at this pessimism, grasped it as a sweetly smug superior thing, no more depressing really than, say, a gray autumn day before a fire?--I don't think I did that. I was a great deal too warm for that, and too alive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She picked up her fork and began poking contemptuously at the tomato, and Anthony expected her to begin flinging the stuffings in all directions. He was sure that she was approximately as angry as she had ever been--for an instant he had detected a spark of hate directed as much toward him as toward any one else--and Gloria angry was, for the present, unapproachable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony hesitated. The suggestion made no appeal to him, but it was certainly the part of wisdom to give the old man, if possible, a proprietary interest in his married life. In addition Anthony was a little touched.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony gave an interior start, realizing with this remark how much Richard Caramel had fallen off. Did he actually think that these amazing latter productions were as good as his first novel?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A clerk announced them over the phone, and ascending to the tenth floor they followed a winding corridor and knocked at 1088. The door was answered by a middle-aged lady--Mrs. Gilbert herself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had been living in a down-town Y. M. C. A., but when he quit the task of making sow-ear purses out of sows' ears, he moved up-town and went to work immediately as a reporter for The Sun. He kept at this for a year, doing desultory writing on the side, with little success, and then one day an infelicitous incident peremptorily closed his newspaper career. On a February afternoon he was assigned to report a parade of Squadron A. Snow threatening, he went to sleep instead before a hot fire, and when he woke up did a smooth column about the muffled beats of the horses' hoofs in the snow... This he handed in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Obediently he rose and dived. When he emerged, dripping, and made the climb he found that she was no longer on the ledge, but after a second frightened he heard her light laughter from another shelf ten feet up. There he joined her and they both sat quietly for a moment, their arms clasped round their knees, panting a little from the climb.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, Anthony,\" she said with annoyance, \"this is Sunday night and they probably have guests for supper. Why we should go in at this hour--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the mornings, at least once a week, Anthony went to see his broker. His income was slightly under seven thousand a year, the interest on money inherited from his mother. His grandfather, who had never allowed his own son to graduate from a very liberal allowance, judged that this sum was sufficient for young Anthony's needs. Every Christmas he sent him a five-hundred-dollar bond, which Anthony usually sold, if possible, as he was always a little, not very, hard up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's got an indiscreet voice,\" I remarked. \"It's full of--\" I hesitated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Of course it matters. I'm going to take better care of you from now on.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Are you looking for work? Because there's lots of work,\" he continued rather testily. \"All this talk of lack of work. The West is especially short of labor.\" He expressed the West with a sweeping, lateral gesture. Amory nodded politely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Her voice was hollow and unreal. The words rang in the empty set like the ineffectualities of a ghost. The absurdities of their requirements appalled her--Did they expect that on an instant's notice she could put herself in the place of this preposterous and unexplained character?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Dear boy,\" she said, \"you know I sort of love you. There's something about you--I can't tell what--that just puts my heart through the wringer every time I'm round you. But honey--\" She paused.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, everything. If I tell you to take boxing-lessons you'll have to do it. Write home and tell your mother you're going' to stay another two weeks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At seven Anthony and his friend Maury Noble are sitting at a corner table on the cool roof. Maury Noble is like nothing so much as a large slender and imposing cat. His eyes are narrow and full of incessant, protracted blinks. His hair is smooth and flat, as though it has been licked by a possible--and, if so, Herculean--mother-cat. During Anthony's time at Harvard he had been considered the most unique figure in his class, the most brilliant, the most original--smart, quiet and among the saved.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I'll tell you one thing. If you go to the movies I'm going to Europe.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: That's just why it has to end. Drifting hurts too much. We can't have any more scenes like this.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony, where's that lease?\" she called in high alarm one Sunday morning, sick and sober to reality. \"Where did you leave it? It was here!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The lights snapped on and it was as though blue drapes of softest silk had been dropped behind the windows and the door. Her pallor, her immobility, without grief now, or joy, awoke his sympathy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Listen to that! That's what makes me discouraged with progress. Listen to that! I can name offhand over one hundred natural phenomena that have been changed by the will of man--a hundred instincts in man that have been wiped out or are now held in check by civilization. What this man here just said has been for thousands of years the last refuge of the associated mutton-heads of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But the book lived always, so beautifully had it been written, and so astounding the quality of imagination with which these men of mind and genius had endowed it. They had neglected to give it a name, but after they were dead it became known as the Bible.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ah, Bishop Wiston,\" she would declare, \"I do not want to talk of myself. I can imagine the stream of hysterical women fluttering at your doors, beseeching you to be simpatico\"--then after an interlude filled by the clergyman--\"but my mood--is--oddly dissimilar.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I was born one,\" Amory murmured. \"I'm a cynical idealist.\" He paused and wondered if that meant anything.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony Patch walked away in a sudden fit of depression, pondering the bitterness of such survivals. There was nothing, it seemed, that grew stale so soon as pleasure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The only crazy I was was when I married him. I knew right away I made a mistake. He borrowed somebody's best suit to get married in, and never even told me about it, and the man came after it one day when he was out: 'Oh, is that your suit?' I said. 'This is the first I ever heard about it.' But I gave it to him and then I lay down and cried to beat the band all afternoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There--there,\" he soothed her, pulling her close to him. \"We won't do anything you don't want to do. What do you want to do? Just sit here?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had passed visibly through two states and was entering upon a third. After his embarrassment and his unreasoning joy he was consumed with wonder at her presence. He had been full of the idea so long, dreamed it right through to the end, waited with his teeth set, so to speak, at an inconceivable pitch of intensity. Now, in the reaction, he was running down like an over-wound clock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I told that boy about the ice.\" Myrtle raised her eyebrows in despair at the shiftlessness of the lower orders. \"These people! You have to keep after them all the time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That was his cousin. I knew his whole family history before he left. He gave me an aluminium putter that I use today.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In fact--he concluded--it isn't worth worrying over what's evil and what isn't. Good and evil aren't any standard to me--and they can be a devil of a bad hindrance when I want something. When I want something bad enough, common sense tells me to go and take it--and not get caught.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They went out very little: to an occasional play, or to dinner at the Ritz or the Princeton Club. With prohibition the great rendezvous had received their death wounds; no longer could one wander to the Biltmore bar at twelve or five and find congenial spirits, and both Tom and Amory had outgrown the passion for dancing with mid-Western or New Jersey debbies at the Club-de-Vingt (surnamed the \"Club de Gink\") or the Plaza Rose Room--besides even that required several cocktails \"to come down to the intellectual level of the women present,\" as Amory had once put it to a horrified matron.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "FOURTH YOUNG MAN: No, sir, I forgot the present, by George! I forgot to buy old Anthony a present. I kept putting it off and putting it off, and by gad I've forgotten it! What'll they think?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I hate you!\" she cried. \"Don't you ever dare to speak to me again!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I was all sober when you left,\" he said. \"Dick was asleep on the lounge and Maury and I were having a discussion. That fellow Hull had wandered off somewhere. Then I began to realize I hadn't seen you for several hours, so I went up-stairs--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was growing colder and the men passing had flipped up the collars of their overcoats. This change was kind to her. It would have been kinder still had everything changed, weather, streets, and people, and had she been whisked away, to wake in some high, fresh-scented room, alone, and statuesque within and without, as in her virginal and colorful past.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The relentless beating heat was beginning to confuse me and I had a bad moment there before I realized that so far his suspicions hadn't alighted on Tom. He had discovered that Myrtle had some sort of life apart from him in another world, and the shock had made him physically sick. I stared at him and then at Tom, who had made a parallel discovery less than an hour before--and it occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well. Wilson was so sick that he looked guilty, unforgivably guilty--as if he had just got some poor girl with child.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes; it's a good finish, it's knock-out; everything's good to-night. Oh, for a hot, languorous summer and Isabelle!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Having decided this, Marjorie said good night. When she came out into the hall it was quite empty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, there was a boy named Percy Wolcott from Cornell who was quite a hero in college, a great athlete, and saved a lot of people from a fire or something like that. But I soon found he was stupid in a rather dangerous way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I hate woods,\" Amory said, shuddering. \"Any kind of foliage or underbrush at night. Out here it's so broad and easy on the spirit.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the music-room Gatsby turned on a solitary lamp beside the piano. He lit Daisy's cigarette from a trembling match, and sat down with her on a couch far across the room, where there was no light save what the gleaming floor bounced in from the hall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't complain,\" answered Wilson unconvincingly. \"When are you going to sell me that car?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's carnival time, you know. First in ten years. And there's an ice palace they're building new that's the first they've had since eighty-five. Built out of blocks of the clearest ice they could find--on a tremendous scale.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, it isn't silly. It's quite plausible. If you'd gone to college you'd have been struck by the fact that the men there would work twice as hard for any one of a hundred petty honors as those other men did who were earning their way through.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But it's so hot,\" insisted Daisy, on the verge of tears, \"and everything's so confused. Let's all go to town!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Those days are over. I have to be won all over again every time you see me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'Evening, Burne. Don't mind if I seem to rush; I'm going to Renwick's.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then it was all true. I saw the skins of tigers flaming in his palace on the Grand Canal; I saw him opening a chest of rubies to ease, with their crimson-lighted depths, the gnawings of his broken heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What do you think of her, Anthony?\" Richard Caramel demanded barbarously. \"Isn't she beautiful?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In Princeton every one bantered in public and told themselves privately that their deaths at least would be heroic. The literary students read Rupert Brooke passionately; the lounge-lizards worried over whether the government would permit the English-cut uniform for officers; a few of the hopelessly lazy wrote to the obscure branches of the War Department, seeking an easy commission and a soft berth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I'd seen it. Everybody had seen it. It was a rich cream colour, bright with nickel, swollen here and there in its monstrous length with triumphant hatboxes and supper-boxes and toolboxes, and terraced with a labyrinth of windshields that mirrored a dozen suns. Sitting down behind many layers of glass in a sort of green leather conservatory, we started to town.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She lay there for something over two hours--so she calculated afterward, sheerly by piecing together the bits of time. She was conscious, even aware, after a long while that the noise down-stairs had lessened, and that the storm was moving off westward, throwing back lingering showers of sound that fell, heavy and lifeless as her soul, into the soggy fields. This was succeeded by a slow, reluctant scattering of the rain and wind, until there was nothing outside her windows but a gentle dripping and the swishing play of a cluster of wet vine against the sill. She was in a state half-way between sleeping and waking, with neither condition predominant ... and she was harassed by a desire to rid herself of a weight pressing down upon her breast. She felt that if she could cry the weight would be lifted, and forcing the lids of her eyes together she tried to raise a lump in her throat ... to no avail....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" yawned Tom, \"I've played confidant a good hour by the clock. Still, I'm glad to see you're beginning to have violent views again on something.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: (Thoughtfully) I suppose it is rather hard. Can't even keep up with the new poetry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got a man in England who buys me clothes. He sends over a selection of things at the beginning of each season, spring and fall.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(Amid some confusion due to the fact that TANA has retired for the night, preparations are made for the performance. The pajamaed Japanese, flute in hand, is wrapped in a comforter and placed in a chair atop one of the tables, where he makes a ludicrous and grotesque spectacle. PARAMORE is perceptibly drunk and so enraptured with the notion that he increases the effect by simulating funny-paper staggers and even venturing on an occasional hiccough.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Songs in the time of order You left for us to sing, Proofs with excluded middles, Answers to life in rhyme, Keys of the prison warder And ancient bells to ring, Time was the end of riddles, We were the end of time... Here were domestic oceans And a sky that we might reach, Guns and a guarded border, Gantlets--but not to fling, Thousands of old emotions And a platitude for each, Songs in the time of order-- And tongues, that we might sing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I had to--there was something\"--she paused and a flicker of uneasiness lashed at her mind--\"there was something sitting on me--here.\" She put her hand on her breast. \"I had to go out and get away from it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For several miles the continued reiteration of this preoccupied him and then he perceived that the rain had become thicker and more opaque in the heavy gray of twilight and that the houses were falling away. The district of full blocks, then of big houses, then of scattering little ones, passed and great sweeps of misty country opened out on both sides. It was hard walking here. The sidewalk had given place to a dirt road, streaked with furious brown rivulets that splashed and squashed around his shoes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"----well, we were both conventional successes. I was an utterly devastating debutante and you were a prosperous musician just commissioned in the army----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then the champagne--and the party assumed more amusing proportions. The men, except Richard Caramel, drank freely; Gloria and Muriel sipped a glass apiece; Rachael Jerryl took none. They sat out the waltzes but danced to everything else--all except Gloria, who seemed to tire after a while and preferred to sit smoking at the table, her eyes now lazy, now eager, according to whether she listened to Bloeckman or watched a pretty woman among the dancers. Several times Anthony wondered what Bloeckman was telling her. He was chewing a cigar back and forth in his mouth, and had expanded after dinner to the extent of violent gestures.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it--indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good grief!\" cried Percy B. Weatherbee, Architect, \"are you trying to touch my heart?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I like to come,\" Lucille said. \"I never care what I do, so I always have a good time. When I was here last I tore my gown on a chair, and he asked me my name and address--inside of a week I got a package from Croirier's with a new evening gown in it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All through dinner there was punch, and Evylyn, noticing that Ahearn and Milton Piper and all the women were shaking their heads negatively at the maid, knew she had been right about the bowl; it was still half full. She resolved to caution Harold directly afterward, but when the women left the table Mrs. Ahearn cornered her, and she found herself talking cities and dressmakers with a polite show of interest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Early in the summer Anthony resigned from his last club, the Amsterdam. He had come to visit it hardly twice a year, and the dues were a recurrent burden. He had joined it on his return from Italy because it had been his grandfather's club and his father's, and because it was a club that, given the opportunity, one indisputably joined--but as a matter of fact he had preferred the Harvard Club, largely because of Dick and Maury. However, with the decline of his fortunes, it had seemed an increasingly desirable bauble to cling to.... It was relinquished at the last, with some regret....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "From East Egg, then, came the Chester Beckers and the Leeches, and a man named Bunsen, whom I knew at Yale, and Doctor Webster Civet, who was drowned last summer up in Maine. And the Hornbeams and the Willie Voltaires, and a whole clan named Blackbuck, who always gathered in a corner and flipped up their noses like goats at whosoever came near. And the Ismays and the Chrysties (or rather Hubert Auerbach and Mr. Chrystie's wife), and Edgar Beaver, whose hair, they say, turned cotton-white one winter afternoon for no good reason at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The last scene was laid on a roof-garden, and the cellos sighed to the musical moon, while light adventure and facile froth-like comedy flitted back and forth in the calcium. Amory was on fire to be an habitui of roof-gardens, to meet a girl who should look like that--better, that very girl; whose hair would be drenched with golden moonlight, while at his elbow sparkling wine was poured by an unintelligible waiter. When the curtain fell for the last time he gave such a long sigh that the people in front of him twisted around and stared and said loud enough for him to hear:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This Fifth Avenue Chesterfield married at twenty-two. His wife was Henrietta Lebrune, the Boston \"Society Contralto,\" and the single child of the union was, at the request of his grandfather, christened Anthony Comstock Patch. When he went to Harvard, the Comstock dropped out of his name to a nether hell of oblivion and was never heard of thereafter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The wealth of golden sunlight poured a quite enervating yet oddly comforting heat over the house where day long it faced the dusty stretch of road. Two birds were making a great to-do in a cool spot found among the branches of a tree next door, and down the street a colored woman was announcing herself melodiously as a purveyor of strawberries. It was April afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She climbed into bed beside him and closed her eyes. Almost the last thing she remembered was a conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Lacy. Mrs. Lacy had said, \"Sure you don't want us to get you a taxi?\" and Anthony had replied that he guessed they could walk over to Fifth all right. Then they had both attempted, imprudently, to bow--and collapsed absurdly into a battalion of empty milk bottles just outside the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's pretty fair, I think. Of course he's a Victorian.\" They sallied into a discussion of poetry, in the course of which they introduced themselves, and Amory's companion proved to be none other than \"that awful highbrow, Thomas Parke D'Invilliers,\" who signed the passionate love-poems in the Lit. He was, perhaps, nineteen, with stooped shoulders, pale blue eyes, and, as Amory could tell from his general appearance, without much conception of social competition and such phenomena of absorbing interest. Still, he liked books, and it seemed forever since Amory had met any one who did; if only that St. Paul's crowd at the next table would not mistake him for a bird, too, he would enjoy the encounter tremendously. They didn't seem to be noticing, so he let himself go, discussed books by the dozens--books he had read, read about, books he had never heard of, rattling off lists of titles with the facility of a Brentano's clerk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This eventuality occurred a week later. They rented a small apartment on Fifty-seventh Street at one hundred and fifty a month. It included bedroom, living-room, kitchenette, and bath, in a thin, white-stone apartment house, and though the rooms were too small to display Anthony's best furniture, they were clean, new, and, in a blonde and sanitary way, not unattractive. Bounds had gone abroad to enlist in the British army, and in his place they tolerated rather than enjoyed the services of a gaunt, big-boned Irishwoman, whom Gloria loathed because she discussed the glories of Sinn Fein as she served breakfast. But they vowed they would have no more Japanese, and English servants were for the present hard to obtain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Over across the silver lake the figures of the negroes writhed and squirmed in the moonlight like acrobats who, having been too long inactive, must go through their tacks from sheer surplus energy. In single file they marched, weaving in concentric circles, now with their heads thrown back, now bent over their instruments like piping fauns. And from trombone and saxaphone ceaselessly whined a blended melody, sometimes riotous and jubilant, sometimes haunting and plaintive as a death-dance from the Congo's heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One day just before they left Marietta for the last time, in carelessly turning over the pages of a Harvard Alumni Bulletin, he had found a column which told him what his contemporaries had been about in this six years since graduation. Most of them were in business, it was true, and several were converting the heathen of China or America to a nebulous protestantism; but a few, he found, were working constructively at jobs that were neither sinecures nor routines. There was Calvin Boyd, for instance, who, though barely out of medical school, had discovered a new treatment for typhus, had shipped abroad and was mitigating some of the civilization that the Great Powers had brought to Servia; there was Eugene Bronson, whose articles in The New Democracy were stamping him as a man with ideas transcending both vulgar timeliness and popular hysteria; there was a man named Daly who had been suspended from the faculty of a righteous university for preaching Marxian doctrines in the classroom: in art, science, politics, he saw the authentic personalities of his time emerging--there was even Severance, the quarter-back, who had given up his life rather neatly and gracefully with the Foreign Legion on the Aisne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "--I detest these underdone men, he thought coldly. Boiled looking! Ought to be shoved back in the oven; just one more minute would do it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We're enchanted. The shades of unnumbered generations of cannibals are watching us from high up on the side of the cliff there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The college dreamed on--awake. He felt a nervous excitement that might have been the very throb of its slow heart. It was a stream where he was to throw a stone whose faint ripple would be vanishing almost as it left his hand. As yet he had given nothing, he had taken nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory attempted to make them look even keener. He fancied, but he was not sure, that her foot had just touched his under the table. But it might possibly have been only the table leg. It was so hard to tell. Still it thrilled him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Do you remember Maury Noble? Man you met about a month ago. You made a great impression.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You can't,\" she affirmed abruptly. \"You can't--ever. He'll never forgive you as long as he lives.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's a trick somewhere,\" commented Ardita thoughtfully. \"He can't mean just to anchor up against this cliff.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He stopped the car cautiously at the side of the road and they changed seats. Then with a horrible grinding noise the car was put in gear, Gloria adding an accompaniment of laughter which seemed to Anthony disquieting and in the worst possible taste.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The advent of prohibition with the \"thirsty-first\" put a sudden stop to the submerging of Amory's sorrows, and when he awoke one morning to find that the old bar-to-bar days were over, he had neither remorse for the past three weeks nor regret that their repetition was impossible. He had taken the most violent, if the weakest, method to shield himself from the stabs of memory, and while it was not a course he would have prescribed for others, he found in the end that it had done its business: he was over the first flush of pain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The Blaines were attached to no city. They were the Blaines of Lake Geneva; they had quite enough relatives to serve in place of friends, and an enviable standing from Pasadena to Cape Cod. But Beatrice grew more and more prone to like only new acquaintances, as there were certain stories, such as the history of her constitution and its many amendments, memories of her years abroad, that it was necessary for her to repeat at regular intervals. Like Freudian dreams, they must be thrown off, else they would sweep in and lay siege to her nerves. But Beatrice was critical about American women, especially the floating population of ex-Westerners.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I've tried to write you again and again but it just seems to make things worse. I want to see you about several matters, but you know that you have once prevented me from coming and I am disinclined to try again. In view of a number of things it seems necessary that we have a conference. I'm very glad about your appointment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But that had been when they were first married. Later, with the discovery that she could be jealous of Anthony, she had, outwardly at least, changed her mind. There were no other men in the world for her. This he had known only too surely. Perceiving that a certain fastidiousness would restrain her, he had grown lax in preserving the completeness of her love--which, after all, was the keystone of the entire structure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "By six o'clock Michaelis was worn out, and grateful for the sound of a car stopping outside. It was one of the watchers of the night before who had promised to come back, so he cooked breakfast for three, which he and the other man ate together. Wilson was quieter now, and Michaelis went home to sleep; when he awoke four hours later and hurried back to the garage, Wilson was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With sickening truth it occurred to him that his facility for meeting people was limited. Of all places it was here in his own town that he should be known, was known--famous--before the water of oblivion had rolled over him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The door closed; the lights snapped out; Anthony crossed the floor quietly and crept into bed. Gloria, feigning to be heavy with sleep, gave a quiet little sigh and slipped into his arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Within two weeks Amory and Rosalind were deeply and passionately in love. The critical qualities which had spoiled for each of them a dozen romances were dulled by the great wave of emotion that washed over them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know,\" he said definitely. \"I'm one of these trusting fellas and I don't think any harm to nobody, but when I get to know a thing I know it. It was the man in that car. She ran out to speak to him and he wouldn't stop.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But writers all speak about the South being tragic. You know--Spanish senoritas, black hair and daggers an' haunting music.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She rolled over on her back and lay still for a moment in the great bed watching the February sun suffer one last attenuated refinement in its passage through the leaded panes into the room. For a time she had no accurate sense of her whereabouts or of the events of the day before, or the day before that; then, like a suspended pendulum, memory began to beat out its story, releasing with each swing a burdened quota of time until her life was given back to her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hush your mouth, Harry!\" she cried angrily. \"They're not! They may be lazy--anybody would be in that climate--but they're my best friends, an' I don't want to hear 'em criticised in any such sweepin' way. Some of 'em are the finest men in the world.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She made no answer but began to run, keeping on the high side of the road and leaping the gleaming puddles--dimensionless pools of thin, unsubstantial gold. Turning sharply to the left, she followed a narrow wagon road, serving to avoid a dark body on the ground. She looked up as an owl hooted mournfully from a solitary tree. Just ahead of her she could see the trestle that led to the railroad bridge and the steps mounting up to it. The station lay across the river.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hello, Wilson, old man,\" said Tom, slapping him jovially on the shoulder. \"How's business?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Five o'clock robed down from the sun and plumped soundlessly into the sea. The golden collar widened into a glittering island; and a faint breeze that had been playing with the edges of the awning and swaying one of the dangling blue slippers became suddenly freighted with song. It was a chorus of men in close harmony and in perfect rhythm to an accompanying sound of oars dealing the blue writers. Ardita lifted her head and listened.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You'll be the same then. After a fashion, we have had our good time, raised the devil, and we're in the state of paying for it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not for anything or anybody,\" she said, \"except myself and, by implication, for Anthony. That's the rule of all life and if it weren't I'd be that way anyhow. Nobody'd do anything for me if it didn't gratify them to, and I'd do as little for them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nothing. I was just yawning. Are we going to surely catch up with 'em before they get there?\" He was encouraging a faint hope that they might slip into the Minnehaha Club and meet the others there, be found in blase seclusion before the fire and quite regain his lost attitude.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm sure it wouldn't be best for Jimmy's soul anyway,\" said Kieth solemnly. \"He's inclined to brood about things like shimmys. They were just starting to do the--maxixe, wasn't it, Jimmy?--when he became a monk, and it haunted him his whole first year. You'd see him when he was peeling potatoes, putting his arm around the bucket and making irreligious motions with his feet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ochone He is gone from me the son of my mind And he in his golden youth like Angus Oge Angus of the bright birds And his mind strong and subtle like the mind of Cuchulin on Muirtheme. Awirra sthrue His brow is as white as the milk of the cows of Maeve And his cheeks like the cherries of the tree And it bending down to Mary and she feeding the Son of God. Aveelia Vrone His hair is like the golden collar of the Kings at Tara And his eyes like the four gray seas of Erin. And they swept with the mists of rain. Mavrone go Gudyo He to be in the joyful and red battle Amongst the chieftains and they doing great deeds of valor His life to go from him It is the chords of my own soul would be loosed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evidently she did not doubt that on her lips all things were good. He waited rather breathlessly for her next remark, expecting it to follow up her last. She was smiling, without amusement but pleasantly, and after an interval half a dozen words fell into the space between them:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, shall I help myself?\" Tom demanded. \"You sounded well enough on the phone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They sprang from the car. Amory thought of the back of that head--that hair--that hair... and then they turned the form over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Horace and Marcia were married early in February. The sensation in academic circles both at Yale and Princeton was tremendous. Horace Tarbox, who at fourteen had been played up in the Sunday magazines sections of metropolitan newspapers, was throwing over his career, his chance of being a world authority on American philosophy, by marrying a chorus girl--they made Marcia a chorus girl. But like all modern stories it was a four-and-a-half-day wonder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "--And the other women passionately poured out the impression that though they were in the crowd they were not of it. This was not the sort of place to which they were accustomed; they had dropped in because it was near by and convenient--every party in the restaurant poured out that impression ... who knew? They were forever changing class, all of them--the women often marrying above their opportunities, the men striking suddenly a magnificent opulence: a sufficiently preposterous advertising scheme, a celestialized ice cream cone. Meanwhile, they met here to eat, closing their eyes to the economy displayed in infrequent changings of table-cloths, in the casualness of the cabaret performers, most of all in the colloquial carelessness and familiarity of the waiters. One was sure that these waiters were not impressed by their patrons.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Came a day in September, a day slashed with alternate sun and rain, sun without warmth, rain without freshness. On that day they left the gray house, which had seen the flower of their love. Four trunks and three monstrous crates were piled in the dismantled room where, two years before, they had sprawled lazily, thinking in terms of dreams, remote, languorous, content. The room echoed with emptiness. Gloria, in a new brown dress edged with fur, sat upon a trunk in silence, and Anthony walked nervously to and fro smoking, as they waited for the truck that would take their things to the city.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That had been his nearest approach to success through conformity. The fundamental Amory, idle, imaginative, rebellious, had been nearly snowed under. He had conformed, he had succeeded, but as his imagination was neither satisfied nor grasped by his own success, he had listlessly, half-accidentally chucked the whole thing and become again:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Warren,\" she whispered \"do something for me--dance with Bernice. She's been stuck with little Otis Ormonde for almost an hour.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And then, just as nonchalantly as though Horace Tarbox had been Mr. Beef the butcher or Mr. Hat the haberdasher, life reached in, seized him, handled him, stretched him, and unrolled him like a piece of Irish lace on a Saturday-afternoon bargain-counter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "No answer. She started to run straight forward, and then turned like lightning and sped back the way she had come, enveloped in a sudden icy terror.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gatsby's house was still empty when I left--the grass on his lawn had grown as long as mine. One of the taxi drivers in the village never took a fare past the entrance gate without stopping for a minute and pointing inside; perhaps it was he who drove Daisy and Gatsby over to East Egg the night of the accident, and perhaps he had made a story about it all his own. I didn't want to hear it and I avoided him when I got off the train.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory--Amory--I feel, somehow, that this is all; one or both of us is not going to last out this war.... I've been trying to tell you how much this reincarnation of myself in you has meant in the last few years... curiously alike we are... curiously unlike. Good-by, dear boy, and God be with you. THAYER DARCY.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He stared at me without a word, and I knew I had guessed right about those missing hours. I started to turn away, but he took a step after me and grabbed my arm.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Somehow she got through the evening. Three boy's called; Marjorie disappeared with one of them, and Bernice made a listless unsuccessful attempt to entertain the two others--sighed thankfully as she climbed the stairs to her room at half past ten. What a day!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes,\" said Tom, gruffly polite, but obviously not remembering. \"So we did. I remember very well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory's shredded poise dropped from him. He pictured the happy party jingling along snowy streets, the appearance of the limousine, the horrible public descent of him and Myra before sixty reproachful eyes, his apology--a real one this time. He sighed aloud.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Oh--it is Dawson Ryder. He's so reliable, I almost feel that he'd be a--a background.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At a frantic command from some invisible source, Anthony groped his way inside. He was thinking that for the first time in more than three years he was to remain longer than a night away from Gloria. The finality of it appealed to him drearily. It was his clean and lovely girl that he was leaving.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He produced a typewritten continuity and explained to her the episode she was to enact. It developed that one Barbara Wainwright had been secretly married to the junior partner of the firm whose office was there represented. Entering the deserted office one day by accident she was naturally interested in seeing where her husband worked. The telephone rang and after some hesitation she answered it. She learned that her husband had been struck by an automobile and instantly killed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I may--but I won't be able to do anything about it. And I'll have had my good time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Samuel's grass-widow had been in a quarrelsome mood for three or four weeks, and through contrast, he took an accentuated pleasure in this meeting; so fresh was she, and earnest, and faintly adventurous. Her name was Marjorie.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's a pretty girl in blue\"--and as Anthony looked obediently--\" there! No. behind you--there!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One Sunday afternoon just before Christmas he called up and found her in the lull directly after some important but mysterious quarrel: she informed him in a tone of mingled wrath and amusement that she had sent a man out of her apartment--here Anthony speculated violently--and that the man had been giving a little dinner for her that very night and that of course she wasn't going. So Anthony took her to supper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He read voluminously all spring, the beginning of his eighteenth year: \"The Gentleman from Indiana,\" \"The New Arabian Nights,\" \"The Morals of Marcus Ordeyne,\" \"The Man Who Was Thursday,\" which he liked without understanding; \"Stover at Yale,\" that became somewhat of a text-book; \"Dombey and Son,\" because he thought he really should read better stuff; Robert Chambers, David Graham Phillips, and E. Phillips Oppenheim complete, and a scattering of Tennyson and Kipling. Of all his class work only \"L'Allegro\" and some quality of rigid clarity in solid geometry stirred his languid interest.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Thrilling scandals by an anxious uncle,\" yawned Ardita. \"Have it filmed. Wicked clubman making eyes at virtuous flapper. Virtuous flapper conclusively vamped by his lurid past. Plans to meet him at Palm Beach.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"By rights the hotel could turn the evidence over to the police and you'd go to penitentiary, you would, for bringin' a girl from one State to 'nother f'r immoral purp'ses--\" He paused to let the majesty of his words sink in. \"But--the hotel is going to let you off.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You've got me, Kieth,\" she sobbed \"you know it, say you know it. Oh, I'm acting like a baby but I didn't think you'd be this way, and I--oh, Kieth--Kieth----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The month following bracketed the thirty most miserable days of his life. Every waking moment he was under the lashing tongues of his contemporaries; his habits and mannerisms became butts for intolerable witticisms and, of course, the sensitiveness of adolescence was a further thorn. He considered that he was a natural pariah; that the unpopularity at school would follow him through life. When he went home for the Christmas holidays he was so despondent that his father sent him to a nerve specialist. When he returned to Andover he arranged to arrive late so that he could be alone in the bus during the drive from station to school.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What are you doing?\" demanded Dick in astonishment. \"Going back to childhood? Don't you realize you've won the suit? They've reversed the decision of the lower courts.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The booming sound stopped; the echoes rolled away over the wide land to the edge of the bowl that bounded the world and up the great sides and back to the centre where they hummed for a moment and died. Then the great walls began slowly to bear down upon her, growing smaller and smaller, coming closer and closer as if to crush her; and as she clinched her hands and waited for the swift bruise of the cold glass, the bowl gave a sudden wrench and turned over--and lay there on the side-board, shining and inscrutable, reflecting in a hundred prisms, myriad, many-colored glints and gleams and crossings and interlaces of light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Captain Dunning prided himself on being a great reader of character. Half an hour after meeting a man he was accustomed to place him in one of a number of astonishing categories--fine man, good man, smart fellow, theorizer, poet, and \"worthless.\" One day early in February he caused Anthony to be summoned to his presence in the orderly tent.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We backed up to a grey old man who bore an absurd resemblance to John D. Rockefeller. In a basket swung from his neck cowered a dozen very recent puppies of an indeterminate breed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "scribbled Amory in his note-book. The lecturer was saying something about Tennyson's solidity and fifty heads were bent to take notes. Amory turned over to a fresh page and began scrawling again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction--Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Rotten, rotten old world,\" broke out Eleanor suddenly, \"and the wretchedest thing of all is me--oh, why am I a girl? Why am I not a stupid--? Look at you; you're stupider than I am, not much, but some, and you can lope about and get bored and then lope somewhere else, and you can play around with girls without being involved in meshes of sentiment, and you can do anything and be justified--and here am I with the brains to do everything, yet tied to the sinking ship of future matrimony. If I were born a hundred years from now, well and good, but now what's in store for me--I have to marry, that goes without saying. Who?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Next morning I sent the butler to New York with a letter to Wolfshiem, which asked for information and urged him to come out on the next train. That request seemed superfluous when I wrote it. I was sure he'd start when he saw the newspapers, just as I was sure there'd be a wire from Daisy before noon--but neither a wire nor Mr. Wolfshiem arrived; no one arrived except more police and photographers and newspaper men. When the butler brought back Wolfshiem's answer I began to have a feeling of defiance, of scornful solidarity between Gatsby and me against them all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One day Amory and Howard Gillespie meeting by accident down-town took lunch together, and Amory heard a story that delighted him. Gillespie after several cocktails was in a talkative mood; he began by telling Amory that he was sure Rosalind was slightly eccentric.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Within ten minutes after Curtis Carlyle's interview with a very frightened engineer the yacht Narcissus was under way, steaming south through a balmy tropical twilight. The little mulatto, Babe, who seems to have Carlyle's implicit confidence, took full command of the situation. Mr. Farnam's valet and the chef, the only members of the crew on board except the engineer, having shown fight, were now reconsidering, strapped securely to their bunks below. Trombone Mose, the biggest negro, was set busy with a can of paint obliterating the name Narcissus from the bow, and substituting the name Hula Hula, and the others congregated aft and became intently involved in a game of craps.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, how terrible!\" Muriel was sincerely moved. Her eyes filled with tears. \"Has this happened much?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't do it today,\" Gatsby answered. He turned to me apologetically. \"You know, old sport, I've never used that pool all summer?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This Mr. Patch. Matter of vi'al importance.\" \"Why, he's with a party at the Boul' Mich', sir.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Paid me a call about three and stayed till five. Peculiar little soul--she gets me. She's so utterly stupid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Meyer Wolfshiem? No, he's a gambler.\" Gatsby hesitated, then added, coolly: \"He's the man who fixed the World's Series back in 1919.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Always happy near the sea. You know,\" she went on, \"I've been thinking all day that you and I are somewhat alike. We're both rebels--only for different reasons. Two years ago, when I was just eighteen and you were----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The rain cooled about half-past three to a damp mist, through which occasional thin drops swam like dew. Gatsby looked with vacant eyes through a copy of Clay's Economics, starting at the Finnish tread that shook the kitchen floor, and peering towards the bleared windows from time to time as if a series of invisible but alarming happenings were taking place outside. Finally he got up and informed me, in an uncertain voice, that he was going home.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With an infallible sense of the dramatic it chose a little railroad station in a wretched village near Portchester. The station platform lay all day bare as a prairie, exposed to the dusty yellow sun and to the glance of that most obnoxious type of countryman who lives near a metropolis and has attained its cheap smartness without its urbanity. A dozen of these yokels, red-eyed, cheerless as scarecrows, saw the incident. Dimly it passed across their confused and uncomprehending minds, taken at its broadest for a coarse joke, at its subtlest for a \"shame.\" Meanwhile there upon the platform a measure of brightness faded from the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You mean that purple zebra!\" shrieked Axia facetiously. \"Ooo-ee! Amory's got a purple zebra watching him!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His early thirties found him well on his feet. He was associated with old Peter Carhart, who was in those days a national figure. Carhart's physique was like a rough model for a statue of Hercules, and his record was just as solid--a pile made for the pure joy of it, without cheap extortion or shady scandal. He had been a great friend of Samuel's father, but he watched the son for six years before taking him into his own office. Heaven knows how many things he controlled at that time--mines, railroads, banks, whole cities.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(He has vaguely associated the face with Harvard, but is not even positive about that. The name, if he ever knew it, he has long since forgotten. However, with a fine sensitiveness and an equally commendable charity PARAMORE recognizes the fact and tactfully relieves the situation.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He had a big future before him, you know. He was only a young man, but he had a lot of brain power here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Is it a proposal of marriage? Extra! Ardita Farnam becomes pirate's bride. Society girl kidnapped by ragtime bank robber.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony drew as much consciousness of social security from being the grandson of Adam J. Patch as he would have had from tracing his line over the sea to the crusaders. This is inevitable; Virginians and Bostonians to the contrary notwithstanding, an aristocracy founded sheerly on money postulates wealth in the particular.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well?\" Anthony sat up in bed and looked down at her. The corners of his lips were drooping with depression, his voice was strained and hollow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She became rigid. Some one had come to the door and was standing regarding her, very quiet except for a slight swaying motion. She could see the outline of his figure distinct against some indistinguishable light. There was no sound anywhere, only a great persuasive silence--even the dripping had ceased ... only this figure, swaying, swaying in the doorway, an indiscernible and subtly menacing terror, a personality filthy under its varnish, like smallpox spots under a layer of powder. Yet her tired heart, beating until it shook her breasts, made her sure that there was still life in her, desperately shaken, threatened....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mr. Fraser's expression had now reached the point nearest a smile and Dalyrimple in a happy frivolity felt himself urging it mentally on--but it stopped, locked, and slid from him. The barn-door and the jaw were separated by a line strait as a nail. Dalyrimple remembered with an effort that it was a mouth, and talked to it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I never saw this great-uncle, but I'm supposed to look like him--with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father's office. I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe--so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All the newest and most beautiful designs in automobiles were out on Fifth Avenue, and ahead of them the Plaza loomed up rather unusually white and attractive. The supple, indolent Gloria walked a short shadow's length ahead of him, pouring out lazy casual comments that floated a moment on the dazzling air before they reached his ear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're my dinner partner, you know. We're all coached for each other.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Outside the wind was loud and there was a faint flow of thunder along the Sound. All the lights were going on in West Egg now; the electric trains, men-carrying, were plunging home through the rain from New York. It was the hour of a profound human change, and excitement was generating on the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Hurriedly rehooking her dress, she descended the stairs and found him grouping the essentials on the dining-room table. She went to the sideboard and, lifting one of the bowls, carried it over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It seems to me that when one weak reason goes to another, it isn't help they want; it's a sort of companionship in guilt, Lois. After you were born, when mother began to get nervous she used to go and weep with a certain Mrs. Comstock. Lord, it used to make me shiver. She said it comforted her, poor old mother. No, I don't think that to help others you've got to show yourself at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, shut up!\" she cried suddenly, and fled down the hallway toward her room. Amory stood there, covered with remorseful confusion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" said Dalyrimple, looking him frankly in the eye. \"You'll have to give me a lot of advice at first.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Thinking it over absorbed him on the journey to New York. He had had one of those sudden flashes of illumination vouchsafed to all men who are dominated by a strong and beloved woman, which show them a world of harder men, more fiercely trained and grappling with the abstractions of thought and war. In that world the arms of Gloria would exist only as the hot embrace of a chance mistress, coolly sought and quickly forgotten....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory sat up in bed and lit a cigarette while Rahill settled for a conversation. Rahill's favorite subject was the respective futures of the sixth form, and Amory never tired of outlining them for his benefit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was like that. Almost the last thing I remember was standing with Daisy and watching the moving-picture director and his Star. They were still under the white-plum tree and their faces were touching except for a pale, thin ray of moonlight between. It occurred to me that he had been very slowly bending toward her all evening to attain this proximity, and even while I watched I saw him stoop one ultimate degree and kiss at her cheek.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In April war was declared with Germany. Wilson and his cabinet--a cabinet that in its lack of distinction was strangely reminiscent of the twelve apostles--let loose the carefully starved dogs of war, and the press began to whoop hysterically against the sinister morals, sinister philosophy, and sinister music produced by the Teutonic temperament. Those who fancied themselves particularly broad-minded made the exquisite distinction that it was only the German Government which aroused them to hysteria; the rest were worked up to a condition of retching indecency. Any song which contained the word \"mother\" and the word \"kaiser\" was assured of a tremendous success. At last every one had something to talk about--and almost every one fully enjoyed it, as though they had been cast for parts in a sombre and romantic play.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gloria told over to herself the people who had visited them in the gray house at Marietta. It had seemed at the time that they were always having company--she had indulged in an unspoken conviction that each guest was ever afterward slightly indebted to her. They owed her a sort of moral ten dollars apiece, and should she ever be in need she might, so to speak, borrow from them this visionary currency. But they were gone, scattered like chaff, mysteriously and subtly vanished in essence or in fact.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "No more to wait the twilight of the moon in this sequestered vale of star and spire, for one eternal morning of desire passes to time and earthy afternoon. Here, Heraclitus, did you find in fire and shifting things the prophecy you hurled down the dead years; this midnight my desire will see, shadowed among the embers, furled in flame, the splendor and the sadness of the world.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After these polite formalities, which Anthony conjectured must be native to Japan, Tana delivered a long harangue in splintered English on the relation of master and servant from which Anthony gathered that he had worked on large estates but had always quarrelled with the other servants because they were not honest. They had a great time over the word \"honest,\" and in fact became rather irritated with each other, because Anthony persisted stubbornly that Tana was trying to say \"hornets,\" and even went to the extent of buzzing in the manner of a bee and flapping his arms to imitate wings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At eleven he had a horror of death. Within six impressionable years his parents had died and his grandmother had faded off almost imperceptibly, until, for the first time since her marriage, her person held for one day an unquestioned supremacy over her own drawing room. So to Anthony life was a struggle against death, that waited at every corner. It was as a concession to his hypochondriacal imagination that he formed the habit of reading in bed--it soothed him. He read until he was tired and often fell asleep with the lights still on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She vanished. In a moment Meyer Wolfshiem stood solemnly in the doorway, holding out both hands. He drew me into his office, remarking in a reverent voice that it was a sad time for all of us, and offered me a cigar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So he wrote one day, when he pondered how coldly we thought of the \"Dark Lady of the Sonnets,\" and how little we remembered her as the great man wanted her remembered. For what Shakespeare must have desired, to have been able to write with such divine despair, was that the lady should live... and now we have no real interest in her.... The irony of it is that if he had cared more for the poem than for the lady the sonnet would be only obvious, imitative rhetoric and no one would ever have read it after twenty years....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mr. Haight was tall and bent and beetle-browed. He had been recommended to Anthony as an astute and tenacious lawyer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes, but you see Bilphism isn't a religion. It's the science of all religions.\" She smiled defiantly at him. This was the bon mot of her belief. There was something in the arrangement of words which grasped her mind so definitely that the statement became superior to any obligation to define itself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Take command, go down below, catch the crew and tie 'em up--all except the engineer. Bring him up to me. Oh, and pile those bags by the rail there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was this night that he told me the strange story of his youth with Dan Cody--told it to me because \"Jay Gatsby\" had broken up like glass against Tom's hard malice, and the long secret extravaganza was played out. I think that he would have acknowledged anything now, without reserve, but he wanted to talk about Daisy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good night,\" she said softly. \"Wake me at eight, won't you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Don't misunderstand! Amory had loved Rosalind as he would never love another living person. She had taken the first flush of his youth and brought from his unplumbed depths tenderness that had surprised him, gentleness and unselfishness that he had never given to another creature. He had later love-affairs, but of a different sort: in those he went back to that, perhaps, more typical frame of mind, in which the girl became the mirror of a mood in him. Rosalind had drawn out what was more than passionate admiration; he had a deep, undying affection for Rosalind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I have written a keen for you which follows. I am sorry your cheeks are not up to the description I have written of them, but you will smoke and read all night--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Of course, after the third blow Samuel put in several weeks at conscientious introspection. The blow years before at Andover had landed on his personal unpleasantness; the workman of his college days had jarred the snobbishness out of his system, and Marjorie's husband had given a severe jolt to his greedy selfishness. It threw women out of his ken until a year later, when he met his future wife; for the only sort of woman worth while seemed to be the one who could be protected as Marjorie's husband had protected her. Samuel could not imagine his grass-widow, Mrs. De Ferriac, causing any very righteous blows on her own account.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were together constantly, for lunch, for dinner, and nearly every evening--always in a sort of breathless hush, as if they feared that any minute the spell would break and drop them out of this paradise of rose and flame. But the spell became a trance, seemed to increase from day to day; they began to talk of marrying in July--in June. All life was transmitted into terms of their love, all experience, all desires, all ambitions, were nullified--their senses of humor crawled into corners to sleep; their former love-affairs seemed faintly laughable and scarcely regretted juvenalia.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Shall we dance? You know,\" he continued as they rose, \"it's encouraging to find a girl who knows what she's marrying for. Nine-tenths of them think of it as a sort of walking into a moving-picture sunset.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's the chance, of course,\" he said slowly. \"How much or how little I'm taking this stand because of propaganda I've heard, I don't know; naturally I think that it's my most innermost conviction--it seems a path spread before me just now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why candles?\" objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. \"In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year.\" She looked at us all radiantly. \"Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With becoming modesty Muriel ceased her motions and turned to Maury, asking what he had \"seen\" this year. He interpreted this as referring to the dramatic world, and they had a gay and exhilarating exchange of titles, after this manner:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, you brute!\" she sobbed. \"Oh, you brute! Oh, I hate you! Oh, you brute!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory found that writing for the Nassau Literary Magazine would get him nothing, but that being on the board of the Daily Princetonian would get any one a good deal. His vague desire to do immortal acting with the English Dramatic Association faded out when he found that the most ingenious brains and talents were concentrated upon the Triangle Club, a musical comedy organization that every year took a great Christmas trip. In the meanwhile, feeling strangely alone and restless in Commons, with new desires and ambitions stirring in his mind, he let the first term go by between an envy of the embryo successes and a puzzled fretting with Kerry as to why they were not accepted immediately among the elite of the class.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're very polite, but I belong to another generation,\" he announced solemnly. \"You sit here and discuss your sports and your young ladies and your--\" He supplied an imaginary noun with another wave of his hand. \"As for me, I am fifty years old, and I won't impose myself on you any longer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Isabelle started toward the dressing-room for a last peek in the mirror, but something decided her to stand there and gaze down the broad stairs of the Minnehaha Club. They curved tantalizingly, and she could catch just a glimpse of two pairs of masculine feet in the hall below. Pump-shod in uniform black, they gave no hint of identity, but she wondered eagerly if one pair were attached to Amory Blaine. This young man, not as yet encountered, had nevertheless taken up a considerable part of her day--the first day of her arrival. Coming up in the machine from the station, Sally had volunteered, amid a rain of question, comment, revelation, and exaggeration:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Later she told him about the beginnings of her friendship with Bloeckman. One day in Delmonico's, Gloria and Rachael had come upon Bloeckman and Mr. Gilbert having luncheon and curiosity had impelled her to make it a party of four. She had liked him--rather. He was a relief from younger men, satisfied as he was with so little. He humored her and he laughed, whether he understood her or not.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Outwardly they showed no signs of deterioration. Gloria at twenty-six was still the Gloria of twenty; her complexion a fresh damp setting for her candid eyes; her hair still a childish glory, darkening slowly from corn color to a deep russet gold; her slender body suggesting ever a nymph running and dancing through Orphic groves. Masculine eyes, dozens of them, followed her with a fascinated stare when she walked through a hotel lobby or down the aisle of a theatre. Men asked to be introduced to her, fell into prolonged states of sincere admiration, made definite love to her--for she was still a thing of exquisite and unbelievable beauty. And for his part Anthony had rather gained than lost in appearance; his face had taken on a certain intangible air of tragedy, romantically contrasted with his trim and immaculate person.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The place at Lake Geneva is now for rent but when I land I'm going West to see Mr. Barton and get some details. Write me care of the Blackstone, Chicago.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" he said \"yes, my trouble's like yours. I can see other people's points of view too plainly.\" His gray eyes met her dark ones frankly. \"The blessed thing's over. My God, Evylyn, I've been sitting down at the office all day looking at the outside of your letter, and looking at it and looking at it----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Finishing her first drink, Gloria got herself a second. After slipping on a negligee and making herself comfortable on the lounge, she became conscious that she was miserable and that the tears were rolling down her cheeks. She wondered if they were tears of self-pity, and tried resolutely not to cry, but this existence without hope, without happiness, oppressed her, and she kept shaking her head from side to side, her mouth drawn down tremulously in the corners, as though she were denying an assertion made by some one, somewhere. She did not know that this gesture of hers was years older than history, that, for a hundred generations of men, intolerable and persistent grief has offered that gesture, of denial, of protest, of bewilderment, to something more profound, more powerful than the God made in the image of man, and before which that God, did he exist, would be equally impotent. It is a truth set at the heart of tragedy that this force never explains, never answers--this force intangible as air, more definite than death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Warren sighed. The way to Marjorie's affections was a labyrinth indeed. He looked up. Bernice was again dancing with the visiting boy. Half unconsciously he took a step out from the stag line in her direction, and hesitated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So far as he could see, she had neither submitted to any will of his nor caressed his vanity--except as her pleasure in his company was a caress. Indeed he had no reason for thinking she had given him aught that she did not give to others. This was as it should be. The idea of an entanglement growing out of the evening was as remote as it would have been repugnant. And she had disclaimed and buried the incident with a decisive untruth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The heat of the day had changed, somehow, until it was a burnished darkness crushing down upon a devastated land. Over his head the blue circles of ominous uncharted suns, of unnumbered centres of fire, revolved interminably before his eyes as though he were lying constantly exposed to the hot light and in a state of feverish coma. At seven in the morning something phantasmal, something almost absurdly unreal that he knew was his mortal body, went out with seven other prisoners and two guards to work on the camp roads. One day they loaded and unloaded quantities of gravel, spread it, raked it--the next day they worked with huge barrels of red-hot tar, flooding the gravel with black, shining pools of molten heat. At night, locked up in the guard-house, he would lie without thought, without courage to compass thought, staring at the irregular beams of the ceiling overhead until about three o'clock, when he would slip into a broken, troubled sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Because you were probably off drinking somewhere. He had them give me a test, and they decided that I wasn't young enough for anything except a character part.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But she had reached the kitchen now, passed out through the doorway into the night. A hundred drops, startled by a flare of wind from a dripping tree, scattered on her and she pressed them gladly to her face with hot hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think it's perfectly terrible!\" she said furiously, \"the idea of letting these people come here! And of encouraging them by making these houses show-places.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a bright star in February. New York burst upon him on Washington's Birthday with the brilliance of a long-anticipated event. His glimpse of it as a vivid whiteness against a deep-blue sky had left a picture of splendor that rivalled the dream cities in the Arabian Nights; but this time he saw it by electric light, and romance gleamed from the chariot-race sign on Broadway and from the women's eyes at the Astor, where he and young Paskert from St. Regis' had dinner. When they walked down the aisle of the theatre, greeted by the nervous twanging and discord of untuned violins and the sensuous, heavy fragrance of paint and powder, he moved in a sphere of epicurean delight. Everything enchanted him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The crowd around the table thickened. For an instant a brawl threatened, but a sleek waiter bent back Margaret Diamond's fingers until she released her hold on Amory, whereupon she slapped the waiter furiously in the face and flung her arms about her raging original escort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That evening in the opaque gloom of six o'clock Anthony slipped between two freight-cars, and once over the railroad, followed the track along to Garden City, where he caught an electric train for New York. He stood some chance of apprehension--he knew that the military police were often sent through the cars to ask for passes, but he imagined that to-night the vigilance would be relaxed. But, in any event, he would have tried to slip through, for he had been unable to locate Gloria by telephone, and another day of suspense would have been intolerable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Catching the lie, she gave an interior start--he had not gone to the window, nor near the window. He had stood by the bed and then sent in his call of fear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They're usually insane. If not, they're weak. There is no such thing as a strong, sane criminal.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Michaelis had seen this too, but it hadn't occurred to him that there was any special significance in it. He believed that Mrs. Wilson had been running away from her husband, rather than trying to stop any particular car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I might have guessed it. You look like Eleanor--you have that Eleanor look. You know what I mean.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Rodman's abroad in the Quartermaster Corps. He's a captain. He was bound he would go, and he didn't think he could get into anything else.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He told her this among other things, very correctly and with a ponderous manliness that masked a real suffering. Loving him not at all she grew sorry for him and kissed him sentimentally one night because he was so charming, a relic of a vanishing generation which lived a priggish and graceful illusion and was being replaced by less gallant fools. Afterward she was glad she had kissed him, for next day when his plane fell fifteen hundred feet at Mineola a piece of a gasolene engine smashed through his heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was not watching her now. She saw that clearly. He was looking very deliberately at a castle on the back drop, wearing that expression he had worn in the Taft Grill. A wave of exasperation swept over her--he was criticising her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory spent nearly two years in Minneapolis. The first winter he wore moccasins that were born yellow, but after many applications of oil and dirt assumed their mature color, a dirty, greenish brown; he wore a gray plaid mackinaw coat, and a red toboggan cap. His dog, Count Del Monte, ate the red cap, so his uncle gave him a gray one that pulled down over his face. The trouble with this one was that you breathed into it and your breath froze; one day the darn thing froze his cheek. He rubbed snow on his cheek, but it turned bluish-black just the same.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony moved about, magician-like, turning the mushroom lamp into an orange glory. The stirred fire burnished the copper andirons on the hearth--", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's what they are,\" Tom tangented off, \"deep blue--a bit of color would spoil them, make them exotic. Spires, against a sky that's a promise of dawn, and blue light on the slate roofs--it hurts... rather--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm flattered at his notice. He evidently considers me a--\" He broke off with \"Is he in love with you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They reached New York in March after an expensive and ill-advised week spent in Hot Springs, and Anthony resumed his abortive attempts at fiction. As it became plainer to both of them that escape did not lie in the way of popular literature, there was a further slipping of their mutual confidence and courage. A complicated struggle went on incessantly between them. All efforts to keep down expenses died away from sheer inertia, and by March they were again using any pretext as an excuse for a \"party.\" With an assumption of recklessness Gloria tossed out the suggestion that they should take all their money and go on a real spree while it lasted--anything seemed better than to see it go in unsatisfactory driblets.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No! not like anybody you've ever seen. Never enters the Philadelphian Society. He has no faith in that rot. He doesn't believe that public swimming-pools and a kind word in time will right the wrongs of the world; moreover, he takes a drink whenever he feels like it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm not sure that I ought to,\" teased Anthony, smiling unwillingly. She was so obviously interested, in a state of almost laughable self-absorption.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the Saturday Evening Post--the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tune. The lamplight, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I followed him over a low whitewashed railroad fence, and we walked back a hundred yards along the road under Doctor Eckleburg's persistent stare. The only building in sight was a small block of yellow brick sitting on the edge of the waste land, a sort of compact Main Street ministering to it, and contiguous to absolutely nothing. One of the three shops it contained was for rent and another was an all-night restaurant, approached by a trail of ashes; the third was a garage--Repairs. George B. Wilson. Cars bought and sold.--and I followed Tom inside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She lay upon the long lounge down-stairs. Day was slipping warmly out the window, touching the late roses on the porch pillars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I am feeling very old to-day, Amory,\" she would sigh, her face a rare cameo of pathos, her voice exquisitely modulated, her hands as facile as Bernhardt's. \"My nerves are on edge--on edge. We must leave this terrifying place to-morrow and go searching for sunshine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His recollections of the gallant Ulysses, the first man in America to roll the lapels of his coat, were much more vivid. After Henrietta Lebrune Patch had \"joined another choir,\" as her widower huskily remarked from time to time, father and son lived up at grampa's in Tarrytown, and Ulysses came daily to Anthony's nursery and expelled pleasant, thick-smelling words for sometimes as much as an hour. He was continually promising Anthony hunting trips and fishing trips and excursions to Atlantic City, \"oh, some time soon now\"; but none of them ever materialized. One trip they did take; when Anthony was eleven they went abroad, to England and Switzerland, and there in the best hotel in Lucerne his father died with much sweating and grunting and crying aloud for air. In a panic of despair and terror Anthony was brought back to America, wedded to a vague melancholy that was to stay beside him through the rest of his life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gatsby shouldered the mattress and started for the pool. Once he stopped and shifted it a little, and the chauffeur asked him if he needed help, but he shook his head and in a moment disappeared among the yellowing trees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He sighed eagerly. There at the head of the white platoon marched Allenby, the football captain, slim and defiant, as if aware that this year the hopes of the college rested on him, that his hundred-and-sixty pounds were expected to dodge to victory through the heavy blue and crimson lines.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He reached the first sidewalk, continued on until he saw a hedge far from any lamp-post, and turned in behind it. Within a minute he heard several series of footsteps--he waited--it was a woman and he held his breath until she passed . . . and then a man, a laborer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Charley was twenty-six, with that faint musk of weakness hanging about him that is often mistaken for the scent of evil. It took no psychological examiner to decide that he had drifted into indulgence and laziness as casually as he had drifted into life, and was to drift out. He was pale and his clothes stank of smoke; he enjoyed burlesque shows, billiards, and Robert Service, and was always looking back upon his last intrigue or forward to his next one. In his youth his taste had run to loud ties, but now it seemed to have faded, like his vitality, and was expressed in pale-lilac four-in-hands and indeterminate gray collars. Charley was listlessly struggling that losing struggle against mental, moral, and physical anaemia that takes place ceaselessly on the lower fringe of the middle classes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The afternoon waned from the purging good of three o'clock to the golden beauty of four. Afterward he walked through the dull ache of a setting sun when even the clouds seemed bleeding and at twilight he came to a graveyard. There was a dusky, dreamy smell of flowers and the ghost of a new moon in the sky and shadows everywhere. On an impulse he considered trying to open the door of a rusty iron vault built into the side of a hill; a vault washed clean and covered with late-blooming, weepy watery-blue flowers that might have grown from dead eyes, sticky to the touch with a sickening odor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When Dalyrimple kept his imagination at white heat he managed to glorify his own attitude, his emancipation from petty scruples and remorses--but let him once allow his thought to rove unarmored, great unexpected horrors and depressions would overtake him. Then for reassurance he had to go back to think out the whole thing over again. He found that it was on the whole better to give up considering himself as a rebel. It was more consoling to think of every one else as a fool.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But above the grey land and the spasms of bleak dust which drift endlessly over it, you perceive, after a moment, the eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg. The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue and gigantic--their retinas are one yard high. They look out of no face, but, instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over a nonexistent nose. Evidently some wild wag of an oculist set them there to fatten his practice in the borough of Queens, and then sank down himself into eternal blindness, or forgot them and moved away. But his eyes, dimmed a little by many paintless days, under sun and rain, brood on over the solemn dumping ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So it was natural for Anthony and Gloria to decide, in their jealousy, that he was so swollen with conceit as to be a bore. To Dick's great annoyance Gloria publicly boasted that she had never read \"The Demon Lover,\" and didn't intend to until every one stopped talking about it. As a matter of fact, she had no time to read now, for the presents were pouring in--first a scattering, then an avalanche, varying from the bric-a-brac of forgotten family friends to the photographs of forgotten poor relations.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's right, that's right--I'd forgotten. I'll tell you what: I'll go down to Sammy's and I'll find somebody there who'll lend me something. I hate like the devil to ask them, though....\" He snapped his fingers suddenly. \"I know what I'll do. I'll hock my watch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The valley of ashes is bounded on one side by a small foul river, and, when the drawbridge is up to let barges through, the passengers on waiting trains can stare at the dismal scene for as long as half an hour. There is always a halt there of at least a minute, and it was because of this that I first met Tom Buchanan's mistress.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You two start on home, Daisy,\" said Tom. \"In Mr. Gatsby's car.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was the same Anthony, more restless, inclined to quicken only under the stimulus of several high-balls, faintly, almost imperceptibly, apathetic toward Gloria. But Gloria--she would be twenty-four in August and was in an attractive but sincere panic about it. Six years to thirty! Had she been less in love with Anthony her sense of the flight of time would have expressed itself in a reawakened interest in other men, in a deliberate intention of extracting a transient gleam of romance from every potential lover who glanced at her with lowered brows over a shining dinner table. She said to Anthony one day:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With his hands still in his coat pockets he stalked by me into the hall, turned sharply as if he were on a wire, and disappeared into the living-room. It wasn't a bit funny. Aware of the loud beating of my own heart I pulled the door to against the increasing rain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a long time Anthony arose and drew an opalescent dressing grown of brown and blue over his slim pleasant figure. With a last yawn he went into the bathroom, and turning on the dresser light (the bathroom had no outside exposure) he contemplated himself in the mirror with some interest. A wretched apparition, he thought; he usually thought so in the morning--sleep made his face unnaturally pale. He lit a cigarette and glanced through several letters and the morning Tribune.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Gloria helplessly, \"I'm sure I don't know. We talk and talk and never get anywhere, and we ask all our friends and they just answer the way we want 'em to. I wish somebody'd take care of us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Uh-huh--sure! I got in the habit of having people look at me, Omar, and I like it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had gathered that this was what the magazines wanted. He offered, in his protagonists, the customary denizens of the pink-and-blue literary world, immersing them in a saccharine plot that would offend not a single stomach in Marietta. He had it typed in double space--this last as advised by a booklet, \"Success as a Writer Made Easy,\" by R. Meggs Widdlestien, which assured the ambitious plumber of the futility of perspiration, since after a six-lesson course he could make at least a thousand dollars a month.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why, it is not!\" she cried indignantly, turning to the mirror, \"it's just right. I don't believe I've ever seen a better neck.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Horace coughed. Coughing was one of his two gestures. When he talked you forgot he had a body at all. It was like hearing a phonograph record by a singer who had been dead a long time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's a fine man,\" pronounced Bloeckman profoundly. \"He's a fine example of an American.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You see,\" she explained to Anthony, \"if I wasn't married it wouldn't worry her--but she's been to the movies in her day and she thinks I may be a vampire. But the point is that placating such people requires an effort that I'm simply unwilling to make.... And those cute little freshmen making eyes at me and paying me idiotic compliments! I've grown up, Anthony.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not a bit of it!\" scoffed Monsignor. \"You've lost a great amount of vanity and that's all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A day later came a crisp, terse letter from Mr. Barton in Chicago, which informed him that as three more street-car companies had gone into the hands of receivers he could expect for the present no further remittances. Last of all, on a dazed Sunday night, a telegram told him of Monsignor Darcy's sudden death in Philadelphia five days before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A drum of thunder from outside drowned out the rest of the song; Gloria shivered and tried to empty her glass, but the first taste nauseated her, and she set it down. Dinner was over and they all marched into the big room, bearing several bottles and decanters. Some one had closed the porch door to keep out the wind, and in consequence circular tentacles of cigar smoke were twisting already upon the heavy air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With an effort Anthony hoisted himself to his elbow and, pencil in hand, looked down at his blank sheet of paper. Then, omitting any heading, he began:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Big chance,\" Wilson smiled faintly. \"No, but I could make some money on the other.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Harry,\" she laughed, \"you'll have to give me time. You can't just fling questions at me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was an afternoon of premature spring. Water was drying on the walks and in the Park little girls were gravely wheeling white doll-buggies up and down under the thin trees while behind them followed bored nursery-maids in two's, discussing with each other those tremendous secrets that are peculiar to nursery-maids.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SHE: (Dreamily) I've kissed dozens of men. I suppose I'll kiss dozens more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She yawned again--life was a thing for youth. What a happy youth she must have had! She remembered her pony, Bijou, and the trip to Europe with her mother when she was eighteen----", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was nine o'clock when we finished breakfast and went out on the porch. The night had made a sharp difference in the weather and there was an autumn flavour in the air. The gardener, the last one of Gatsby's former servants, came to the foot of the steps.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't know. Somebody.\" She caught sight of another face. \"Hello, Muriel!\" Then to Anthony: \"There's Muriel Kane.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lois, in their hearts they want to feel that the other person's been weak. That's what they mean by human.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, it's bobbed. I don't know what color it is,\" she answered, musing, \"so many men have asked me. It's medium, I suppose--No one ever looks long at my hair. I've got beautiful eyes, though, haven't I. I don't care what you say, I have beautiful eyes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory, I've discovered suddenly that I'm an old man. Like all old men, I've had dreams sometimes and I'm going to tell you of them. I've enjoyed imagining that you were my son, that perhaps when I was young I went into a state of coma and begat you, and when I came to, had no recollection of it... it's the paternal instinct, Amory--celibacy goes deeper than the flesh....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not at all petty. I think it's most important. I want to hear the whole thing. Everything you've been doing since I saw you last.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Roaring noon. In a well-fanned Forty-second Street cellar I met Gatsby for lunch. Blinking away the brightness of the street outside, my eyes picked him out obscurely in the anteroom, talking to another man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a while the sprightly solo of the supercricket is interrupted rather than joined by a new sound--the melancholy wail of an erratically fingered flute. It is obvious that the musician is practising rather than performing, for from time to time the gnarled strain breaks off and, after an interval of indistinct mutterings, recommences.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He glanced at the big clock and discovered with a start that it was after two. He was down around Thirtieth Street somewhere, and after a moment he found and translated the", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But listen, Amory, you're making yourself sick. You're white as a ghost.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Civilization's going to pieces,\" broke out Tom violently. \"I've gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read The Rise of the Coloured Empires by this man Goddard?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"For instance, Gerald Carter, he's published a novel. He absolutely roars when people mention immortality. And then Howa--well, another man I've known well, lately, who was Phi Beta Kappa at Harvard says that no intelligent person can believe in Supernatural Christianity. He says Christ was a great socialist, though. Am I shocking you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On his last afternoon they walked, and she found their steps tending half-unconsciously toward one of her favorite haunts, the cemetery. When it came in sight, gray-white and golden-green under the cheerful late sun, she paused, irresolute, by the iron gate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I have said they had reached a very definite stage--nay, more, a very critical stage. Amory had stayed over a day to see her, and his train left at twelve-eighteen that night. His trunk and suitcase awaited him at the station; his watch was beginning to hang heavy in his pocket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A negro appeared, switched on a string of small lights under the awning, and began setting the wicker table for supper. And while they ate cold sliced chicken, salad, artichokes and strawberry jam from the plentiful larder below, Carlyle began to talk, hesitatingly at first, but eagerly as he saw she was interested. Ardita scarcely touched her food as she watched his dark young face--handsome, ironic faintly ineffectual.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We're awful,\" rejoiced Myra gently. She slipped her hand into his, her head drooped against his shoulder. Sudden revulsion seized Amory, disgust, loathing for the whole incident. He desired frantically to be away, never to see Myra again, never to kiss any one; he became conscious of his face and hers, of their clinging hands, and he wanted to creep out of his body and hide somewhere safe out of sight, up in the corner of his mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"As a matter of fact we did talk on Bilphism. Seems her mother's a Bilphist. Mostly, though, we talked about legs.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think, sir, I'd better know how many are coming. I'll have to plan for the sandwiches, sir.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory watched Myra and waited for the crash--but none came. The pout faded, the high pink subsided, and Myra's voice was placid as a summer lake when she answered her mother.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The day had put Amory in such a contemplative mood that he caused much annoyance to several motorists who were forced to slow up considerably or else run him down. So engrossed in his thoughts was he that he was scarcely surprised at that strange phenomenon--cordiality manifested within fifty miles of Manhattan--when a passing car slowed down beside him and a voice hailed him. He looked up and saw a magnificent Locomobile in which sat two middle-aged men, one of them small and anxious looking, apparently an artificial growth on the other who was large and begoggled and imposing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was another moment while they stared at each other. Then Amory went briskly to the bureau and, taking his pocket-book, beckoned peremptorily to the girl. He heard one word from Alec that sounded like \"penitentiary,\" then he and Jill were in the bathroom with the door bolted behind them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I am going to have a bobbing party,\" it said, \"on Thursday, December the seventeenth, at five o'clock, and I would like it very much if you could come. Yours truly, R. S. V. P. Myra St. Claire.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, he's not,\" I assured her. \"It's a bona-fide deal. I happen to know about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He would laugh as though it were a jest they played for their mutual amusement, but to Gloria it was never quite a jest. It was, at first, a keen disappointment; later, it was one of the times when she controlled her temper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She closed her eyes again. She was on the grass outside, pillowed on Kieth's arm, and Regan was dabbing her head with a cold towel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't know. I don't know anything about--what you should do, or what anybody should do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" continued Richard Caramel gravely, \"there it is. I mean that the men she went with and the people she went with used to be first rate. Now they aren't.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then the breathless impendency of the event swept his mind clear of details. This was the day--unsought, unsuspected six months before, but now breaking in yellow light through his east window, dancing along the carpet as though the sun were smiling at some ancient and reiterated gag of his own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It doesn't take me long to dress, dear,\" and, his words trailing off, he walked on into the library. Evylyn's heart clattered loudly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I can't help it,\" said Sloane doggedly. \"What's the matter with you? Old remorse getting you? You'd be in a fine state if you'd gone through with our little party.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THE VOICE: That, too, you will discover in this land. You will find much that is bogus. Also, you will do much that is bogus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You puzzle me,\" said the big man, \"but you're all alike. They say Bernard Shaw, in spite of his doctrines, is the most exacting of all dramatists about his royalties. To the last farthing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mrs. Lawrence laughed. Amory was finding it a great relief to be in this cool house on Riverside Drive, away from more condensed New York and the sense of people expelling great quantities of breath into a little space. Mrs. Lawrence reminded him vaguely of Beatrice, not in temperament, but in her perfect grace and dignity. The house, its furnishings, the manner in which dinner was served, were in immense contrast to what he had met in the great places on Long Island, where the servants were so obtrusive that they had positively to be bumped out of the way, or even in the houses of more conservative \"Union Club\" families. He wondered if this air of symmetrical restraint, this grace, which he felt was continental, was distilled through Mrs. Lawrence's New England ancestry or acquired in long residence in Italy and Spain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The gravel crunched raucously under his heel. He saw the lights of his sitting-room gleaming and noticed a big car standing in the drive. Probably Mr. Jordan again, come to persuade Marcia to settle down' to work.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was after midnight and pitch dark in their room. Gloria was dozing off and Anthony's even breathing beside her made her suppose that he was asleep, when suddenly she saw him raise himself on his elbow and stare at the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The management of Gloria's temper, whether it was aroused by a lack of hot water for her bath or by a skirmish with her husband, became almost the primary duty of Anthony's day. It must be done just so--by this much silence, by that much pressure, by this much yielding, by that much force. It was in her angers with their attendant cruelties that her inordinate egotism chiefly displayed itself. Because she was brave, because she was \"spoiled,\" because of her outrageous and commendable independence of judgment, and finally because of her arrogant consciousness that she had never seen a girl as beautiful as herself, Gloria had developed into a consistent, practising Nietzschean. This, of course, with overtones of profound sentiment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The other girl said, \"Well--\" hesitated, then added, \"call me up to-morrow, Dot,\" and retreated from the yellow circle of the street-lamp. Then, in silence, Anthony and the girl in lilac walked the three blocks to the small rickety house which was her home. Outside the wooden gate she hesitated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With the decision came relief. It cheered her that in some manner the illusion of beauty could be sustained, or preserved perhaps in celluloid after the reality had vanished. Well--to-morrow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth--yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams. But--oh, Rosalind! Rosalind!...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How do you do, sir?\" he laid, holding out his hand. \"Sit down. I suppose you're wondering why I wanted you. Sit down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Here I am!\" she called, gay as the dawn in her elation. \"Here I am, Anthony, dear--old, worried Anthony.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At St. Regis' Amory stayed three days and took his exams with a scoffing confidence, then doubling back to New York to pay his tutelary visit. The metropolis, barely glimpsed, made little impression on him, except for the sense of cleanliness he drew from the tall white buildings seen from a Hudson River steamboat in the early morning. Indeed, his mind was so crowded with dreams of athletic prowess at school that he considered this visit only as a rather tiresome prelude to the great adventure. This, however, it did not prove to be.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He would have to leave Gloria, whose whole life yearned toward him and enfolded him. Gloria was in trouble. Oh, the thing wasn't feasible--yet--he saw himself in khaki, leaning, as all war correspondents lean, upon a heavy stick, portfolio at shoulder--trying to look like an Englishman. \"I'd like to think it over,\" he, confessed. \"It's certainly very kind of you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The man had had the hardest blow of his life. He knew at last what he wanted, but in finding it out it seemed that he had put it forever beyond his grasp. He reached home in misery, dropped into an armchair without even removing his overcoat, and sat there for over an hour, his mind racing the paths of fruitless and wretched self-absorption. She had sent him away! That was the reiterated burden of his despair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Samuel's brain was whirring. He realized that the fourth fist had hit him, and a great flood of emotion cried out that the law that had inexorably ruled his life was in motion again. In a half-daze he got up and strode from the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two o'clock by her little gold watch. She should have a new watch, one made in a platinum oblong and incrusted with diamonds--but those cost even more than squirrel coats and of course they were out of her reach now, like everything else--unless perhaps the right letter was awaiting her ... in about an hour ... fifty-eight minutes exactly. Ten to get there left forty-eight ... forty-seven now ...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Long afterward Amory thought of sophomore spring as the happiest time of his life. His ideas were in tune with life as he found it; he wanted no more than to drift and dream and enjoy a dozen new-found friendships through the April afternoons.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I hadn't the faintest idea what \"this matter\" was, but I was more annoyed than interested. I hadn't asked Jordan to tea in order to discuss Mr. Jay Gatsby. I was sure the request would be something utterly fantastic, and for a moment I was sorry I'd ever set foot upon his overpopulated lawn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Almost their last conversation was a senseless quarrel about the proper division of the income--at a word either would have given it all to the other. It was typical of the muddle and confusion of their lives that on the October night when Anthony reported at the Grand Central Station for the journey to camp, she arrived only in time to catch his eye over the anxious heads of a gathered crowd. Through the dark light of the enclosed train-sheds their glances stretched across a hysterical area, foul with yellow sobbing and the smells of poor women. They must have pondered upon what they had done to one another, and each must have accused himself of drawing this sombre pattern through which they were tracing tragically and obscurely. At the last they were too far away for either to see the other's tears.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Suppose you tell me some more details. For instance, do you know why the testator disinherited you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Buy a bon',\" he suggested, \"good as liberty bon'!\" The phrase pleased him and he elaborated upon it. \"Better'n liberty bon'. Every one these bon's worth two liberty bon's.\" His mind made a hiatus and skipped to his peroration, which he delivered with appropriate gestures, these being somewhat marred by the necessity of clinging to the counter with one or both hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SHE: Alec said you'd taught him to think. Did you? I didn't believe any one could.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "However, by the time she reappeared in the sitting-room he had explained himself to himself with sophistic satisfaction. After all he had done the strongest thing, he thought. He had wanted to come up, he had come. Yet what happened later on that afternoon must be traced to the indignity he had experienced in the elevator; the girl was worrying him intolerably, so much so that when she came out he involuntarily drifted into criticism.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"That's very modern. Let's hear 'em, if they're funny.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The two officers were captains of the popular craft, machine gunnery. At dinner they referred to themselves with conscious boredom as members of the \"Suicide Club\"--in those days every recondite branch of the service referred to itself as the Suicide Club. One of the captains--Rachael's captain, Gloria observed--was a tall horsy man of thirty with a pleasant mustache and ugly teeth. The other, Captain Collins, was chubby, pink-faced, and inclined to laugh with abandon every time he caught Gloria's eye. He took an immediate fancy to her, and throughout dinner showered her with inane compliments.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(She goes quietly to the chiffonier, takes out a cigarette-case and hides it in the side drawer of a desk. Her mother enters, note-book in hand.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(TANA withdraws into the kitchen, leaving the intervening door slightly ajar. From the crevice there suddenly issues again the melody of the Japanese train song--this time not a practice, surely, but a performance, a lusty, spirited performance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And now, all this November day, all this desolate day, under a sky dirty and white, Gloria had been thinking that perhaps she had been wrong. To preserve the integrity of her first gift she had looked no more for love. When the first flame and ecstasy had grown dim, sunk down, departed, she had begun preserving--what? It puzzled her that she no longer knew just what she was preserving--a sentimental memory or some profound and fundamental concept of honor. She was doubting now whether there had been any moral issue involved in her way of life--to walk unworried and unregretful along the gayest of all possible lanes and to keep her pride by being always herself and doing what it seemed beautiful that she should do.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Yet Charley belonged on the other side of the fence. In him could be stirred up all the flamings and denunciations of righteousness; he would weep at a stage heroine's lost virtue, he could become lofty and contemptuous at the idea of dishonor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Meanwhile all through the summer he had been maintaining Dot in a boarding-house down-town. To do this it had been necessary to write to his broker for money. Dot had covered her journey south by leaving her house a day before the brigade broke camp, informing her mother in a note that she had gone to New York. On the evening following Anthony had called as though to see her. Mrs. Raycroft was in a state of collapse and there was a policeman in the parlor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a pause a third seeker enters, not she of the spoiled voice, but a younger edition. This is Cecelia Connage, sixteen, pretty, shrewd, and constitutionally good-humored. She is dressed for the evening in a gown the obvious simplicity of which probably bores her. She goes to the nearest pile, selects a small pink garment and holds it up appraisingly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bloeckman looked at her uncertainly, not sure of her intention. But in a moment he recovered his poise and assumed the bland and consciously tolerant smile of an intellectual among spoiled and callow youth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm all out of practice, you see. I told you I couldn't play. I'm all out of prac--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked left and right, she slipped cautiously into a speed of two miles an hour, beseeching Amory to act as sentinel; and at one busy crossing she made him get out and run ahead to signal her forward like a traffic policeman. Beatrice was what might be termed a careful driver.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn hardly heard him. She was wondering if by sheer clinging to him she could draw him out and up the stairs. She thought of playing sick, asking to be carried up--unfortunately she knew he would lay her on the couch and bring her whiskey.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom's ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He grasped the smaller bowl to lift it back. Instantly her hands were on it, holding it down. There was a momentary struggle, and then, with a little exasperated grunt, he raised his side, slipped it from her fingers, and carried it to the sideboard.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She's not leaving me!\" Tom's words suddenly leaned down over Gatsby. \"Certainly not for a common swindler who'd have to steal the ring he put on her finger.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, don't scream it out. She ain't lookin' for no advice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What grubworms women are to crawl on their bellies through colorless marriages! Marriage was created not to be a background but to need one. Mine is going to be outstanding. It can't, shan't be the setting--it's going to be the performance, the live, lovely, glamourous performance, and the world shall be the scenery. I refuse to dedicate my life to posterity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Come on!\" shouted Harry. \"We want to see the labyrinths down-stairs before they turn the lights off!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Dear Mr. Carraway. This has been one of the most terrible shocks of my life to me I hardly can believe it that it is true at all. Such a mad act as that man did should make us all think. I cannot come down now as I am tied up in some very important business and cannot get mixed up in this thing now. If there is anything I can do a little later let me know in a letter by Edgar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They went upstairs to get ready while we three men stood there shuffling the hot pebbles with our feet. A silver curve of the moon hovered already in the western sky. Gatsby started to speak, changed his mind, but not before Tom wheeled and faced him expectantly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tell him to go to the Minnehaha straight,\" he whispered. \"I wanta talk to you--I got to talk to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" interrupted Maury with implacable conviction, \"her family may be as sad as professional mourners but I'm inclined to think that she's a quite authentic and original character. The outer signs of the cut-and-dried Yale prom girl and all that--but different, very emphatically different.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So far as articles on literary subjects in these obscure magazines go, you couldn't make enough to pay your rent. Of course if a man has the gift of humor, or a chance at a big biography, or some specialized knowledge, he may strike it rich. But for you, fiction's the only thing. You say you need money right away?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was not strictly true. While it seemed to him that the average debutante spent every hour of her day thinking and talking about what the great world had mapped out for her to do during the next hour, any girl who made a living directly on her prettiness interested him enormously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And afterward an out-and-out materialistic world--and the Catholic Church. I wonder where you'll fit in. Of one thing I'm sure--Celtic you'll live and Celtic you'll die; so if you don't use heaven as a continual referendum for your ideas you'll find earth a continual recall to your ambitions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Much as Warren worshipped Marjorie he had to admit that Cousin Bernice was sorta dopeless. She was pretty, with dark hair and high color, but she was no fun on a party. Every Saturday night he danced a long arduous duty dance with her to please Marjorie, but he had never been anything but bored in her company.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Some of the trees were very gay and young, but the monastery trees were older than the monastery which, by true monastic standards, wasn't very old at all. And, as a matter of fact, it wasn't technically called a monastery, but only a seminary; nevertheless it shall be a monastery here despite its Victorian architecture or its Edward VII additions, or even its Woodrow Wilsonian, patented, last-a-century roofing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not at all,\" interrupted Harry, \"and I'm not apologizing for any one either. It's just that--well, a Southern girl came up here last summer and said some unfortunate things, and--oh, I just thought I'd tell you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He went, in trepidation ... and vainly. Adam Patch was not well, said Shuttleworth indignantly. Positive instructions had been given that no one was to see him. Before the ex-\"gin-physician's\" vindictive eye Anthony's front wilted. He walked out to his taxicab with what was almost a slink--recovering only a little of his self-respect as he boarded the train; glad to escape, boylike, to the wonder palaces of consolation that still rose and glittered in his own mind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory crossed the street and had a high-ball; then he walked to Washington Square and found a top seat on a bus. He disembarked at Forty-third Street and strolled to the Biltmore bar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Before Anthony could make up his mind to blurt out his request, Maury had turned coolly to the girl, helped her into the car and, with a polite \"good evening,\" stepped in after her. As he nodded from the window it seemed to Anthony that his expression had not changed by a shade or a hair. Then with a fretful clatter the taxi moved off, and Anthony was left standing there alone under the lights.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two young Jewish men passed him, talking in loud voices and craning their necks here and there in fatuous supercilious glances. They were dressed in suits of the exaggerated tightness then semi-fashionable; their turned over collars were notched at the Adam's apple; they wore gray spats and carried gray gloves on their cane handles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I reached maturity under the impression that I was gathering the experience to order my life for happiness. Indeed, I accomplished the not unusual feat of solving each question in my mind long before it presented itself to me in life--and of being beaten and bewildered just the same.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Curiously enough he found in senior year that he had acquired a position in his class. He learned that he was looked upon as a rather romantic figure, a scholar, a recluse, a tower of erudition. This amused him but secretly pleased him--he began going out, at first a little and then a great deal. He made the Pudding. He drank--quietly and in the proper tradition.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We'll use this bowl,\" she insisted. \"It'll hold plenty. You know how Tom is.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Shakespeare was a Bilphist,\" she assured him through a fixed smile. \"Oh, yes! He was a Bilphist. It's been proved.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a faint, barely perceptible movement of the water as the fresh flow from one end urged its way toward the drain at the other. With little ripples that were hardly the shadows of waves, the laden mattress moved irregularly down the pool. A small gust of wind that scarcely corrugated the surface was enough to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden. The touch of a cluster of leaves revolved it slowly, tracing, like the leg of transit, a thin red circle in the water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: (In a whisper, indicating the kitchen with his thumb) Tana! That's not his real name. I understand he constantly gets mail addressed to Lieutenant Emile Tannenbaum.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then followed an incident that though slight in itself Anthony had cause to reflect on many years afterward. Joseph Bloeckman, leaning well back in his chair, fixed him with a peculiar glance, in which several emotions were curiously and inextricably mingled. He did not greet Gloria except by rising, and he immediately resumed a conversation with Richard Caramel about the influence of literature on the moving pictures.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: Lover! Lover! I can't do with you, and I can't imagine life without you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory ingeniously tried to retrieve himself by blundering on purpose. Two years before he had commenced a history of the United States which, though it only got as far as the Colonial Wars, had been pronounced by his mother completely enchanting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've been writing. Don't you remember the essay I sent you--the one I sold to The Florentine last winter?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Suddenly she became aware of a new presence, something external, in front of her, consummated and expressed in warm red tracery. Then she knew. It was the window of St. Francis Xavier. Her mind gripped at it, clung to it finally, and she felt herself calling again endlessly, impotently--Kieth--Kieth!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"As I said, I started on the story of my education. But my high-balls are dead and the night's almost over, and soon there'll be an awful jabbering going on everywhere, in the trees and the houses, and the two little stores over there behind the station, and there'll be a great running up and down upon the earth for a few hours--Well,\" he concluded with a laugh, \"thank God we four can all pass to our eternal rest knowing we've left the world a little better for having lived in it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'd like to do more work on Long Island, if I could get the entry. All I ask is that they should give me a start.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, why fuss about the laundry?\" exclaimed Gloria petulantly, \"I'll take care of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't like this man Hull,\" she said. \"I wish he'd use Tana's bathtub.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Just got in this week from the coast. Was going to call you up, but I didn't know your new address.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's the best friend I ever had. He'd die for me, and be proud to, if I'd let him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't slow me up! Now there's a few of 'em that seem to have some cultural background, some intelligence and a good deal of literary felicity but they just simply won't write honestly; they'd all claim there was no public for good stuff. Then why the devil is it that Wells, Conrad, Galsworthy, Shaw, Bennett, and the rest depend on America for over half their sales?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But Amory, being on the spot, leaned over quickly and kissed Myra's cheek. He had never kissed a girl before, and he tasted his lips curiously, as if he had munched some new fruit. Then their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ah, my beautiful young lady, yours is not the first daintiness and delicacy that has faded here under the summer suns ... generations of unloved women have adorned themselves by that glass for rustic lovers who paid no heed.... Youth has come into this room in palest blue and left it in the gray cerements of despair, and through long nights many girls have lain awake where that bed stands pouring out waves of misery into the darkness.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The faithful Tana, pedagogue by nature and man of all work by profession, had returned with them. Among their more frequent guests a tradition had sprung up about him. Maury Noble remarked one afternoon that his real name was Tannenbaum, and that he was a German agent kept in this country to disseminate Teutonic propaganda through Westchester County, and, after that, mysterious letters began to arrive from Philadelphia addressed to the bewildered Oriental as \"Lt. Emile Tannenbaum,\" containing a few cryptic messages signed \"General Staff,\" and adorned with an atmospheric double column of facetious Japanese. Anthony always handed them to Tana without a smile; hours afterward the recipient could be found puzzling over them in the kitchen and declaring earnestly that the perpendicular symbols were not Japanese, nor anything resembling Japanese.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"They'll keep out of my way,\" she insisted. \"It takes two to make an accident.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Carlyle sighed and was silent for a moment looking up at the gathered host of stars blinking like arc-lights in the warm sky. The negroes' song had died away to a plaintive humming and it seemed as if minute by minute the brightness and the great silence were increasing until he could almost hear the midnight toilet of the mermaids as they combed their silver dripping curls under the moon and gossiped to each other of the fine wrecks they lived on the green opalescent avenues below.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All the long ride, through the increasing dark of twilight, she sat huddled in her side of the car, her silence broken by an occasional dry and solitary sob. Anthony stared out the window, his mind working dully on the slowly changing significance of what had occurred. Something was wrong--that last cry of Gloria's had struck a chord which echoed posthumously and with incongruous disquiet in his heart. He must be right--yet, she seemed such a pathetic little thing now, broken and dispirited, humiliated beyond the measure of her lot to bear. The sleeves of her dress were torn; her parasol was gone, forgotten on the platform.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I married him because I thought he was a gentleman,\" she said finally. \"I thought he knew something about breeding, but he wasn't fit to lick my shoe.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Eventually Anthony went to his grandfather and asked his advice, which turned out to be that he should enter the bond business as a salesman, a tedious suggestion to Anthony, but one that in the end he determined to follow. Sheer money in deft manipulation had fascinations under all circumstances, while almost any side of manufacturing would be insufferably dull. He considered newspaper work but decided that the hours were not ordered for a married man. And he lingered over pleasant fancies of himself either as editor of a brilliant weekly of opinion, an American Mercure de France, or as scintillant producer of satiric comedy and Parisian musical revue. However, the approaches to these latter guilds seemed to be guarded by professional secrets.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two glasses of sauterne at luncheon loosened his tongue, and he talked, with what he felt was something of his old charm, of religion and literature and the menacing phenomena of the social order. Mrs. Lawrence was ostensibly pleased with him, and her interest was especially in his mind; he wanted people to like his mind again--after a while it might be such a nice place in which to live.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Hanging round he found not at all difficult; a crowd of little girls had grown up beautifully, the amazing Sally Carrol foremost among them; and they enjoyed being swum with and danced with and made love to in the flower-filled summery evenings--and they all liked Clark immensely. When feminine company palled there were half a dozen other youths who were always just about to do something, and meanwhile were quite willing to join him in a few holes of golf, or a game of billiards, or the consumption of a quart of \"hard yella licker.\" Every once in a while one of these contemporaries made a farewell round of calls before going up to New York or Philadelphia or Pittsburgh to go into business, but mostly they just stayed round in this languid paradise of dreamy skies and firefly evenings and noisy nigger street fairs--and especially of gracious, soft-voiced girls, who were brought up on memories instead of money.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The cold wind blew in again through to front door, and with a desperate, frantic energy Evylyn stretched both her arms around the bowl. She must be quick--she must be strong. She tightened her arms until they ached, tauted the thin strips of muscle under her soft flesh, and with a mighty effort raised it and held it. She felt the wind blow cold on her back where her dress had come apart from the strain of her effort, and as she felt it she turned toward it and staggered under the great weight out through the library and on toward the front door. She must be quick--she must be strong.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And you left him in the lurch, didn't you? You let him go to jail for a month over in New Jersey. God! You ought to hear Walter on the subject of you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Miss McGovern was bewildered. She wondered what were the hundred thousand things that Mrs. Patch would sacrifice for her palace. Dollars, she supposed--yet it had not sounded exactly like dollars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a long wait he found that Mr. Howland was out. He returned to the operator, leaning over her desk and fingering his quarter as though loath to leave unsatisfied.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"'Lo, Kerry.\" He was most polite. \"Ah, men of Princeton.\" They seemed to be mostly friends, so he picked up the envelope marked \"Registrar's Office,\" and weighed it nervously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got to fix up this damn mess with my grandfather,\" he said with uneasy conviction. A faint newborn respect was indicated by his use of \"my grandfather\" instead of \"grampa.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"An old lady who comes here to Mass sent Kieth this ice-cream,\" whispered Jarvis under cover of the laugh, \"because she'd heard you were coming. It's pretty good, isn't it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory hesitated, glanced at the St. Paul's group--one of them was the magnificent, exquisite Humbird--and he considered how determinate the addition of this friend would be. He never got to the stage of making them and getting rid of them--he was not hard enough for that--so he measured Thomas Parke D'Invilliers' undoubted attractions and value against the menace of cold eyes behind tortoise-rimmed spectacles that he fancied glared from the next table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory stopped. He began for the first time in his life to have a strong distrust of all generalities and epigrams. They were too easy, too dangerous to the public mind. Yet all thought usually reached the public after thirty years in some such form: Benson and Chesterton had popularized Huysmans and Newman; Shaw had sugar-coated Nietzsche and Ibsen and Schopenhauer. The man in the street heard the conclusions of dead genius through some one else's clever paradoxes and didactic epigrams.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I want you to take a red-hot bath as hot as you can bear it, and just relax your nerves. You can read in the tub if you wish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I thought the country was dry,\" said Ardita disdainfully. \"Have you been drinking finger-nail enamel? You better get off this yacht!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there's a persistent wail all night along the north shore.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't come near me! Please, don't come near me. You killed the soft little kitty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I suppose it's because you've been busy--as much as anything else,\" smiled Mrs. Gilbert somewhat ambiguously. The \"as much as anything else\" she used to balance all her more rickety sentences. She had two other ones: \"at least that's the way I look at it\" and \"pure and simple\"--these three, alternated, gave each of her remarks an air of being a general reflection on life, as though she had calculated all causes and, at length, put her finger on the ultimate one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I was counting the waves,\" replied Amory gravely. \"I'm going in for statistics.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sweet,\" he muttered sentimentally, \"sweet little girl. Don't you see we'd just be putting off what's bound to happen? I'll be going to France in a few months--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Come to attention!\" The words were literally thundered. A few pedestrians near by stopped and stared. A soft-eyed girl in a lilac dress tittered to her companion.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I think it's unmoral,\" affirmed Bernice gravely. \"But, of course, you've either got to amuse people or feed 'em or shock 'em.\" Marjorie had culled this from Oscar Wilde. It was greeted with a ripple of laughter from the men and a series of quick, intent looks from the girls. And then as though she had said nothing of wit or moment Bernice turned again to Charley and spoke confidentially in his ear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What sort of life can you offer me? I don't mean that unkindly, but seriously; what would become of me if the people who want that twenty-thousand-dollar reward ever catch up with you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hull? He's just a good fellow. He's a prince.\" His laughter redoubled, culminating in a succession of pleasant catlike grins. Anthony hesitated between a smile and a frown.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All I know is that other girls not half so sweet and attractive get partners. Martha Carey, for instance, is stout and loud, and her mother is distinctly common. Roberta Dillon is so thin this year that she looks as though Arizona were the place for her. She's dancing herself to death.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: Rosalind, another night of this and I'll go to pieces. You've been this way four days now. You've got to be more encouraging or I can't work or eat or sleep. (He looks around helplessly as if searching for new words to clothe an old, shopworn phrase.) We'll have to make a start.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After the wedding the punch-bowls were arranged in the sideboard with the big bowl in the centre; the glasses were set up in the china-closet; the candlesticks were put at both ends of things--and then the struggle for existence began. The bonbon dish lost its little handle and became a pin-tray upstairs; a promenading cat knocked the little bowl off the sideboard, and the hired girl chipped the middle-sized one with the sugar-dish; then the wine-glasses succumbed to leg fractures, and even the dinner-glasses disappeared one by one like the ten little niggers, the last one ending up, scarred and maimed as a tooth-brush holder among other shabby genteels on the bathroom shelf. But by the time all this had happened the cut-glass age was over, anyway.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was when curiosity about Gatsby was at its highest that the lights in his house failed to go on one Saturday night--and, as obscurely as it had begun, his career as Trimalchio was over. Only gradually did I become aware that the automobiles which turned expectantly into his drive stayed for just a minute and then drove sulkily away. Wondering if he were sick I went over to find out--an unfamiliar butler with a villainous face squinted at me suspiciously from the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They weren't happy, and neither of them had touched the chicken or the ale--and yet they weren't unhappy either. There was an unmistakable air of natural intimacy about the picture, and anybody would have said that they were conspiring together.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony looked at him. He was a tall Irishman with an expression moulded of indifference and utter disdain. His eyes fell on Anthony, as though he expected an answer, and then upon the others. Receiving only a defiant stare from the Italian he groaned and spat noisily on the floor by way of a dignified transition back into taciturnity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony had again made the rounds of the metropolitan newspapers and had again been refused encouragement by a motley of office boys, telephone girls, and city editors. The word was: \"We're keeping any vacancies open for our own men who are still in France.\" Then, late in March, his eye fell on an advertisement in the morning paper and in consequence he found at last the semblance of an occupation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I reckon this rotten old devil had to have another million. I reckon we're just a few of the poor he's blotted out to buy a couple more carriages or something.\" He waved his hand toward the door. \"I built a house out there when I was seventeen, with these two hands. I took a wife there at twenty-one, added two wings, and with four mangy steers I started out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Plenty, hell!\" said Amory finally. \"I haven't had a drink to-day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Let's go over to see the Barneses,\" he said without looking at her. \"I don't feel like going home.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Silent and close they stood, and he could feel her shoulders trembling a little. An ambling breeze swept up the hill and stirred the brim of her floppidy hat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" answered Maury with some amusement, \"I think that's the last thing I'd say about her. She seemed--well, somehow the youngest person there.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why?\" he asked a trifle impatiently; \"you're not dressed yourself yet, Evie.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"We've met before,\" muttered Gatsby. His eyes glanced momentarily at me, and his lips parted with an abortive attempt at a laugh. Luckily the clock took this moment to tilt dangerously at the pressure of his head, whereupon he turned and caught it with trembling fingers, and set it back in place. Then he sat down, rigidly, his elbow on the arm of the sofa and his chin in his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Say, Anthony, don't fly off the handle so easily! You know Gloria's my cousin, and you're one of my oldest friends, so it's natural for me to be interested when I hear that you're going to the dogs--and taking her with you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, thanks,\" said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry. \"I'm absolutely in training.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll telephone for a taxi to take you home, and while you're waiting you and Jordan better go in the kitchen and have them get you some supper--if you want any.\" He opened the door. \"Come in.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She lapsed into silence, giving him rope. And if he had not hanged himself he had certainly come to the end of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The invitation to Miss Myra St. Claire's bobbing party spent the morning in his coat pocket, where it had an intense physical affair with a dusty piece of peanut brittle. During the afternoon he brought it to light with a sigh, and after some consideration and a preliminary draft in the back of Collar and Daniel's \"First-Year Latin,\" composed an answer:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I never feel as though I'm talking to him,\" expostulated Professor Dillinger to a sympathetic colleague. \"He makes me feel as though I were talking to his representative. I always expect him to say: 'Well, I'll ask myself and find out.'\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mr. Fraser was commonly supposed to be the biggest political influence in the city. His brother was Senator Fraser, his son-in-law was Congressman Demming, and his influence, though not wielded in such a way as to make him an objectionable boss, was strong nevertheless.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Why do I make lists?\" Amory asked him one night. \"Lists of all sorts of things?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On Anthony's part she was, in spite of these qualifications, his sole preoccupation. Had he lost her he would have been a broken man, wretchedly and sentimentally absorbed in her memory for the remainder of life. He seldom took pleasure in an entire day spent alone with her--except on occasions he preferred to have a third person with them. There were times when he felt that if he were not left absolutely alone he would go mad--there were a few times when he definitely hated her. In his cups he was capable of short attractions toward other women, the hitherto-suppressed outcroppings of an experimental temperament.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hell y' say,\" protested Sloane. \"We're here now--don't le's rush.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Six o'clock stole down too soon and rang the querulous melody of St. Anne's chimes on the corner. Through the gathering dusk they strolled to the Avenue, where the crowds, like prisoners released, were walking with elastic step at last after the long winter, and the tops of the busses were thronged with congenial kings and the shops full of fine soft things for the summer, the rare summer, the gay promising summer that seemed for love what the winter was for money. Life was singing for his supper on the corner! Life was handing round cocktails in the street! Old women there were in that crowd who felt that they could have run and won a hundred-yard dash!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She didn't like it,\" he insisted. \"She didn't have a good time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "(An immediate glow of suspicion leaps into his eyes. It is as though PARAMORE had announced himself as an amateur pickpocket.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, indeed,\" Amory affirmed eagerly. \"I've never read much of Phillips, though.\" (He had never heard of any Phillips except the late David Graham.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What day would suit you?\" he corrected me quickly. \"I don't want to put you to any trouble, you see.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Paskert and he walked in silence toward their hotel. The former was the first to speak. His uncertain fifteen-year-old voice broke in in a melancholy strain on Amory's musings:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, what are you going to do? Get a better one quick, or just bum around for two more years as a has-been?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When Saturday night came he found Dot waiting at the entrance of the Bijou Moving Picture Theatre. She was dressed as on the preceding Wednesday in her lilac gown of frailest organdy, but it had evidently been washed and starched since then, for it was fresh and unrumpled. Daylight confirmed the impression he had received that in a sketchy, faulty way she was lovely. She was clean, her features were small, irregular, but eloquent and appropriate to each other. She was a dark, unenduring little flower--yet he thought he detected in her some quality of spiritual reticence, of strength drawn from her passive acceptance of all things.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Marjorie, considering, \"I suppose if you're not having a good time you'd better go. No use being miserable.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, it isn't the hotel's fault. Either send it back, forget it, or be a sport and eat it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then they were off for two days--realizing on a wintry dawn that they had been the noisiest and most conspicuous members of the noisiest and most conspicuous party at the Boul' Mich', or the Club Ramee, or at other resorts much less particular about the hilarity of their clientele. They would find that they had, somehow, squandered eighty or ninety dollars, how, they never knew; they customarily attributed it to the general penury of the \"friends\" who had accompanied them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "That night they discussed the clubs until twelve, and, in the main, they agreed with Burne. To the roommates it did not seem such a vital subject as it had in the two years before, but the logic of Burne's objections to the social system dovetailed so completely with everything they had thought, that they questioned rather than argued, and envied the sanity that enabled this man to stand out so against all traditions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Tom was standing in the centre of the room, pensively relighting a cigar-stub. Amory fancied he looked rather relieved on seeing him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know,\" he sighed, \"and you oughtn't to have the weight on your shoulders, child. I wish I were there to help you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The bathtub, equipped with an ingenious bookholder, was low and large. Beside it a wall wardrobe bulged with sufficient linen for three men and with a generation of neckties. There was no skimpy glorified towel of a carpet--instead, a rich rug, like the one in his bedroom a miracle of softness, that seemed almost to massage the wet foot emerging from the tub....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Anthony,\" she would say, \"always when I'm mean to you I'm sorry afterward. I'd give my right hand to save you one little moment's pain.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On this point Amory could not agree. It seemed to him that life and history were rife with the strong criminal, keen, but often self-deluding; in politics and business one found him and among the old statesmen and kings and generals; but Burne never agreed and their courses began to split on that point.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then there were bloody towels upon the bathroom floor, and women's voices scolding, and high over the confusion a long broken wail of pain. Mr. McKee awoke from his doze and started in a daze toward the door. When he had gone halfway he turned around and stared at the scene--his wife and Catherine scolding and consoling as they stumbled here and there among the crowded furniture with articles of aid, and the despairing figure on the couch, bleeding fluently, and trying to spread a copy of Town Tattle over the tapestry scenes of Versailles. Then Mr. McKee turned and continued on out the door. Taking my hat from the chandelier, I followed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Things came rushing back into place--the singing, the torches, the great shout of the marching clubs. She squirmed in Patton's arms and gave a long low cry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the millennium an educational genius will write a book to be given to every young man on the date of his disillusion. This work will have the flavor of Montaigne's essays and Samuel Butler's note-books--and a little of Tolstoi and Marcus Aurelius. It will be neither cheerful nor pleasant but will contain numerous passages of striking humor. Since first-class minds never believe anything very strongly until they've experienced it, its value will be purely relative . .", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then at six they arrived at the Borges' summer place on Long Island, and Amory rushed up-stairs to change into a dinner coat. As he put in his studs he realized that he was enjoying life as he would probably never enjoy it again. Everything was hallowed by the haze of his own youth. He had arrived, abreast of the best in his generation at Princeton. He was in love and his love was returned.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She knew vaguely of Gloria. It gave her pain to think of it, so she imagined her to be haughty and proud and cold. She had decided that Gloria must be older than Anthony, and that there was no love between husband and wife. Sometimes she let herself dream that after the war Anthony would get a divorce and they would be married--but she never mentioned this to Anthony, she scarcely knew why. She shared his company's idea that he was a sort of bank clerk--she thought that he was respectable and poor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With Eric Merriam, Anthony had been sitting over a decanter of Scotch all the hot summer afternoon, while Gloria and Constance Merriam swam and sunned themselves at the Beach Club, the latter under a striped parasol-awning, Gloria stretched sensuously upon the soft hot sand, tanning her inevitable legs. Later they had all four played with inconsequential sandwiches; then Gloria had risen, tapping Anthony's knee with her parasol to get his attention.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He had realized that his best interests were bound up with those of a certain variant, changing person, whose label, in order that his past might always be identified with him, was Amory Blaine. Amory marked himself a fortunate youth, capable of infinite expansion for good or evil. He did not consider himself a \"strong char'c'ter,\" but relied on his facility (learn things sorta quick) and his superior mentality (read a lotta deep books). He was proud of the fact that he could never become a mechanical or scientific genius. From no other heights was he debarred.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Without a word Anthony left the kitchen with Tana's disconsolate \"I tell\" trailing after him. So this was Gloria's idea of excitement, by God! His fists were clenched; within a moment he had worked himself up to a tremendous pitch of indignation. He went to the door and looked out; there was no car in sight and his watch stood at four minutes of five. With furious energy he dashed down to the end of the path--as far as the bend of the road a mile off he could see no car--except--but it was a farmer's flivver.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The old Metropole,\" brooded Mr. Wolfshiem gloomily. \"Filled with faces dead and gone. Filled with friends gone now forever. I can't forget so long as I live the night they shot Rosy Rosenthal there. It was six of us at the table, and Rosy had eat and drunk a lot all evening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What if I did? It's cheaper that way than if you get it by the bottle. You needn't pretend that you won't drink any of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Once I wrote down on the empty spaces of a timetable the names of those who came to Gatsby's house that summer. It is an old timetable now, disintegrating at its folds, and headed \"This schedule in effect July 5th, 1922.\" But I can still read the grey names, and they will give you a better impression than my generalities of those who accepted Gatsby's hospitality and paid him the subtle tribute of knowing nothing whatever about him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sulk,\" suggested Amory. \"Tell 'em you're wild and have 'em reform you--go home furious--come back in half an hour--startle 'em.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Women soil easily,\" she said, \"far more easily than men. Unless a girl's very young and brave it's almost impossible for her to go down-hill without a certain hysterical animality, the cunning, dirty sort of animality. A man's different--and I suppose that's why one of the commonest characters of romance is a man going gallantly to the devil.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Except when Anthony was drinking, his range of sensation had become less than that of a healthy old man and when prohibition came in July he found that, among those who could afford it, there was more drinking than ever before. One's host now brought out a bottle upon the slightest pretext. The tendency to display liquor was a manifestation of the same instinct that led a man to deck his wife with jewels. To have liquor was a boast, almost a badge of respectability.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The problem of evil had solidified for Amory into the problem of sex. He was beginning to identify evil with the strong phallic worship in Brooke and the early Wells. Inseparably linked with evil was beauty--beauty, still a constant rising tumult; soft in Eleanor's voice, in an old song at night, rioting deliriously through life like superimposed waterfalls, half rhythm, half darkness. Amory knew that every time he had reached toward it longingly it had leered out at him with the grotesque face of evil. Beauty of great art, beauty of all joy, most of all the beauty of women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I adore it,\" exclaimed Daisy. \"The pompadour! You never told me you had a pompadour--or a yacht.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She passed her hand over her eyes and the weight increased. The incense sickened her and a stray, ragged note from one of the tenors in the choir grated on her ear like the shriek of a slate-pencil. She fidgeted, and raising her hand to her hair touched her forehead, found moisture on it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This bum tried to blackmail me!\" said Bloeckman, and then, his voice rising to a faintly shrill note of pride: \"He got what was coming to him!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "From the night into his high-walled room there came, persistently, that evanescent and dissolving sound--something the city was tossing up and calling back again, like a child playing with a ball. In Harlem, the Bronx, Gramercy Park, and along the water-fronts, in little parlors or on pebble-strewn, moon-flooded roofs, a thousand lovers were making this sound, crying little fragments of it into the air. All the city was playing with this sound out there in the blue summer dark, throwing it up and calling it back, promising that, in a little while, life would be beautiful as a story, promising happiness--and by that promise giving it. It gave love hope in its own survival. It could do no more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There were some few grains of comfort. Whenever Amory was submerged, his vanity was the last part to go below the surface, so he could still enjoy a comfortable glow when \"Wookey-wookey,\" the deaf old housekeeper, told him that he was the best-looking boy she had ever seen. It had pleased him to be the lightest and youngest man on the first football squad; it pleased him when Doctor Dougall told him at the end of a heated conference that he could, if he wished, get the best marks in school. But Doctor Dougall was wrong. It was temperamentally impossible for Amory to get the best marks in school.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was after one o'clock and she had breakfasted at eleven, so, deciding to forego luncheon, she started for a walk in the Park. At three there would be a mail. She would be back by three.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All through the spring Amory had kept up an intermittent correspondence with Isabelle Borge, punctuated by violent squabbles and chiefly enlivened by his attempts to find new words for love. He discovered Isabelle to be discreetly and aggravatingly unsentimental in letters, but he hoped against hope that she would prove not too exotic a bloom to fit the large spaces of spring as she had fitted the den in the Minnehaha Club. During May he wrote thirty-page documents almost nightly, and sent them to her in bulky envelopes exteriorly labelled \"Part I\" and \"Part II.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's absolutely irreconcilable with any Utopia. As long as he occurs, there's trouble and all the latent evil that makes a crowd list and sway when he talks.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They drifted out of earshot and almost immediately Bloeckman appeared--Bloeckman, a dark suave gentleman, gracefully engaged in the middle forties, who greeted her with courteous warmth and told her she had not changed a bit in three years. He led the way into a great hall, as large as an armory and broken intermittently with busy sets and blinding rows of unfamiliar light. Each piece of scenery was marked in large white letters \"Gaston Mears Company,\" \"Mack Dodge Company,\" or simply \"Films Par Excellence.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For answer Gloria seized his hand with both of hers and raising it to her mouth bit deeply into his thumb. He scarcely noticed the pain; seeing the blood spurt he absent-mindedly drew out his handkerchief and wrapped the wound. That too was part of the triumph he supposed--it was inevitable that defeat should thus be resented--and as such was beneath notice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This is the man whom Anthony considers his best friend. This is the only man of all his acquaintance whom he admires and, to a bigger extent than he likes to admit to himself, envies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I know,\" Amory interrupted, \"I've heard it all. But I'm not going to talk propaganda with you. There's a chance that you're right--but even so we're hundreds of years before the time when non-resistance can touch us as a reality.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They exchanged a mute look of no particular significance but of much stress. Then Anthony took a book from the shelf and dropped into a chair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"If you want anything just ask for it, old sport,\" he urged me. \"Excuse me. I will rejoin you later.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Desolately Gloria raised her glance until it fell out across the areaway. But she found she could not see the opposite wall, for her gray eyes were full of tears. She walked into the bedroom, the letter crinkled tightly in her hand, and sank down upon her knees before the long mirror on the wardrobe floor. This was her twenty-ninth birthday, and the world was melting away before her eyes. She tried to think that it had been the make-up, but her emotions were too profound, too overwhelming for any consolation that the thought conveyed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't come in,\" he murmured wanly, \"you'll muss them. I'm sorting, and I know you'll step in them. Everything always gets mussed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then Bernice winced as Marjorie tossed her own hair over her shoulders and began to twist it slowly into two long blond braids until in her cream-colored negligee she looked like a delicate painting of some Saxon princess. Fascinated, Bernice watched the braids grow. Heavy and luxurious they were moving under the supple fingers like restive snakes--and to Bernice remained this relic and the curling-iron and a to-morrow full of eyes. She could see G. Reece Stoddard, who liked her, assuming his Harvard manner and telling his dinner partner that Bernice shouldn't have been allowed to go to the movies so much; she could see Draycott Deyo exchanging glances with his mother and then being conscientiously charitable to her. But then perhaps by to-morrow Mrs. Deyo would have heard the news; would send round an icy little note requesting that she fail to appear--and behind her back they would all laugh and know that Marjorie had made a fool of her; that her chance at beauty had been sacrificed to the jealous whim of a selfish girl.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A great lightness surrounded Amory. He realized that he was safe and only then did he appreciate the full enormity of what he might have incurred.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I won't go! I won't go! You--can't--make--me--go! You've--you've killed any love I ever had for you, and any respect. But all that's left in me would die before I'd move from this place.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: (Spicily) Approximately. But I always felt that I'd rather be provincial hot-tamale than soup without seasoning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See that fellow over there?\" Kahler pointed to a youngish-looking man with handsome gray hair, sitting at a desk inside a mahogany railing. \"That's Mr. Ellinger, the first vice-president. Been everywhere, seen everything; got a fine education.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "What interested him much more than the final departure of his father from things mundane was a tri-cornered conversation between Beatrice, Mr. Barton, of Barton and Krogman, their lawyers, and himself, that took place several days after the funeral. For the first time he came into actual cognizance of the family finances, and realized what a tidy fortune had once been under his father's management. He took a ledger labelled \"1906\" and ran through it rather carefully. The total expenditure that year had come to something over one hundred and ten thousand dollars. Forty thousand of this had been Beatrice's own income, and there had been no attempt to account for it: it was all under the heading, \"Drafts, checks, and letters of credit forwarded to Beatrice Blaine.\" The dispersal of the rest was rather minutely itemized: the taxes and improvements on the Lake Geneva estate had come to almost nine thousand dollars; the general up-keep, including Beatrice's electric and a French car, bought that year, was over thirty-five thousand dollars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I showed them,\" he was saying. \"It was a hard fight, but I didn't give up and I came through!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, we just went to Monte Carlo and back. We went by way of Marseilles. We had over twelve hundred dollars when we started, but we got gyped out of it all in two days in the private rooms. We had an awful time getting back, I can tell you. God, how I hated that town!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm delighted to see you,\" said Gatsby, standing on his porch. \"I'm delighted that you dropped in.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Tuesday, sir.\" \"Thanks.\" After a pause: \"Are you ready for breakfast, sir?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air. Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at everyone, and yet to avoid all eyes. I couldn't guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking, but I doubt if even Miss Baker, who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy scepticism, was able utterly to put this fifth guest's shrill metallic urgency out of mind. To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing--my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't know. I'm in a muddle about a lot of things--I've just discovered that I've a mind, and I'm starting to read.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This phrase appealed to him and he repeated it over and over. It had to do somehow with Mr. Macy and Charley Moore--the attitudes, the methods of each of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Besides, Nick's going to look after her, aren't you, Nick? She's going to spend lots of weekends out here this summer. I think the home influence will be very good for her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They were riding up close by the cliff and Amory gazed over. Where the fall met the ground a hundred feet below, a black stream made a sharp line, broken by tiny glints in the swift water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Do you remember that week-end last March when you brought Burne Holiday from Princeton to see me? What a magnificent boy he is! It gave me a frightful shock afterward when you wrote that he thought me splendid; how could he be so deceived? Splendid is the one thing that neither you nor I are. We are many other things--we're extraordinary, we're clever, we could be said, I suppose, to be brilliant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes, and Bounds, before you get it, will you make a pitcher of water, and set it here beside the bed? I'm a little thirsty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony!\" she cried, \"what is it? What's the matter? Why didn't you come--why, what is it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, you haven't dear. I guess I'm running this shop for the present, and I won't let my fella ruin his health and eyes. You got to get some exercise.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For a while she attempted to be more careful. She let men \"pick her up\"; she let them kiss her, and even allowed certain other liberties to be forced upon her, but she did not add to her trio. After several months the strength of her resolution--or rather the poignant expediency of her fears--was worn away. She grew restless drowsing there out of life and time while the summer months faded. The soldiers she met were either obviously below her or, less obviously, above her--in which case they desired only to use her; they were Yankees, harsh and ungracious; they swarmed in large crowds.... And then she met Anthony.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This provoked discussion. One man said that he got so depressed sometimes that he seriously considered it. Another agreed that there was nothing to live for. \"Captain Corn,\" who had somehow rejoined the party, said that in his opinion it was when one's health was bad that one felt that way most. Amory's suggestion was that they should each order a Bronx, mix broken glass in it, and drink it off.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Perhaps not,\" agreed Anthony miserably. \"Still--I might possibly square myself by some sort of reformation and all that sort of thing--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"A personality is what you thought you were, what this Kerry and Sloane you tell me of evidently are. Personality is a physical matter almost entirely; it lowers the people it acts on--I've seen it vanish in a long sickness. But while a personality is active, it overrides 'the next thing.' Now a personage, on the other hand, gathers. He is never thought of apart from what he's done. He's a bar on which a thousand things have been hung--glittering things sometimes, as ours are; but he uses those things with a cold mentality back of them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Simultaneously with the fall of Liege, Anthony and Gloria arrived in New York. In retrospect the six weeks seemed miraculously happy. They had found to a great extent, as most young couples find in some measure, that they possessed in common many fixed ideas and curiosities and odd quirks of mind; they were essentially companionable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On the last night, with my trunk packed and my car sold to the grocer, I went over and looked at that huge incoherent failure of a house once more. On the white steps an obscene word, scrawled by some boy with a piece of brick, stood out clearly in the moonlight, and I erased it, drawing my shoe raspingly along the stone. Then I wandered down to the beach and sprawled out on the sand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was about nineteen, slender and supple, with a spoiled alluring mouth and quick gray eyes full of a radiant curiosity. Her feet, stockingless, and adorned rather than clad in blue-satin slippers which swung nonchalantly from her toes, were perched on the arm of a settee adjoining the one she occupied. And as she read she intermittently regaled herself by a faint application to her tongue of a half-lemon that she held in her hand. The other half, sucked dry, lay on the deck at her feet and rocked very gently to and fro at the almost imperceptible motion of the tide.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I'd known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "TANA: (Grinning with ingratiation) Gone to Inn for dinnah. Be back half-hour. Gone since ha' past six.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He stood aside, edged a little into the rain to let the throng pass. A small boy rushed out, sniffed in the damp, fresh air and turned up the collar of his coat; came three or four couples in a great hurry; came a further scattering of people whose eyes as they emerged glanced invariably, first at the wet street, then at the rain-filled air, finally at the dismal sky; last a dense, strolling mass that depressed him with its heavy odor compounded of the tobacco smell of the men and the fetid sensuousness of stale powder on women. After the thick crowd came another scattering; a stray half-dozen; a man on crutches; finally the rattling bang of folding seats inside announced that the ushers were at work.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He turned, beckoned to a taxicab, told the driver to go to Marietta. The man dismounted and swung the door open. Anthony faced his wife and said between his clenched teeth:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Poor gauzy souls trying to express ourselves in something tangible. Marcia with her written book; I with my unwritten ones. Trying to choose our mediums and then taking what we get--and being glad.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I don't care,\" said Marcia severely. \"You're killing yourself working at night. You read those big books on economy----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Amory,\" said Kerry impatiently, \"you're just going around in a circle. If you want to be prominent, get out and try for something; if you don't, just take it easy.\" He yawned. \"Come on, let's let the smoke drift off. We'll go down and watch football practice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not mad. I didn't think you were mad when I first saw you, so it isn't fair that you should think so of me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Use' wonder 'bout things--people satisfied compromise, fif'y-fif'y att'tude on life. Now don' wonder, don' wonder--\" He became so emphatic in impressing on Carling the fact that he didn't wonder that he lost the thread of his discourse and concluded by announcing to the bar at large that he was a \"physcal anmal.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After a time the subject temporarily lost its tang. The interest of the two young men was not particularly technical. They were in love with generalities. Anthony had recently discovered Samuel Butler and the brisk aphorisms in the note-book seemed to him the quintessence of criticism. Maury, his whole mind so thoroughly mellowed by the very hardness of his scheme of life, seemed inevitably the wiser of the two, yet in the actual stuff of their intelligences they were not, it seemed, fundamentally different.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How've you been, anyhow?\" demanded Tom of me. \"How'd you happen to come up this far to eat?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "From up forward came suddenly the low sound of singing. The negroes had gathered together on the deck and their voices rose together in a haunting melody that soared in poignant harmonics toward the moon. And Ardita listens in enchantment.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Back in his apartment the grayness returned. His cocktails had died, making him sleepy, somewhat befogged and inclined to be surly. Lord Verulam--he? The very thought was bitter. Anthony Patch with no record of achievement, without courage, without strength to be satisfied with truth when it was given him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In her less important moments she returned to America, met Stephen Blaine and married him--this almost entirely because she was a little bit weary, a little bit sad. Her only child was carried through a tiresome season and brought into the world on a spring day in ninety-six.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighbourhood.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Short? You're crazy!\" She elongated and contracted it to convince herself of its reptilian sinuousness. \"Do you call that a short neck?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Up in the tower the newest arrival in the ancient monastery of St. Voltaire, as though pulled forward by a gigantic and irresistible hand, leaned from the window. Further he leaned and further until suddenly one of the stones loosened under his weight, broke from its cement with a soft powdery sound--and, first headlong, then head over heels, finally in a vast and impressive revolution tumbled the Chevalier O'Keefe, bound for the hard earth and eternal damnation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes-yes-yes-yes,\" he would say, \"yes-yes-yes-yes. Let me see. That was the summer of--let me see--ninety-one or ninety-two--Yes-yes-yes-yes----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll take you down-town to-morrow,\" continued Marjorie, \"and the hairdresser'll fix it so you'll look slick. I didn't imagine you'd go through with it. I'm really mighty sorry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "AMORY: I'm afraid I can't if you love me. You're afraid of taking two years' knocks with me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony, munching a sandwich, leaned leisurely against the sink. Tana opened and closed his mouth several times as though testing its capacity for action. Then with a rush he began:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A belated freshman, his oilskin slicker rasping loudly, slushed along the soft path. A voice from somewhere called the inevitable formula, \"Stick out your head!\" below an unseen window. A hundred little sounds of the current drifting on under the fog pressed in finally on his consciousness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Evie,\" he said after a pause, seating himself in a chair by the window, \"I can tell you something now. I guess you've known things haven't beep going quite right down-town.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No,\" said Amory, shaking his head. \"Money isn't the only stimulus that brings out the best that's in a man, even in America.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He came back from France when Tom and Daisy were still on their wedding trip, and made a miserable but irresistible journey to Louisville on the last of his army pay. He stayed there a week, walking the streets where their footsteps had clicked together through the November night and revisiting the out-of-the-way places to which they had driven in her white car. Just as Daisy's house had always seemed to him more mysterious and gay than other houses, so his idea of the city itself, even though she was gone from it, was pervaded with a melancholy beauty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, at Princeton you've got to swallow everything the first year. It's like a damned prep school.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What?\" mimicked Alec. \"Are you trying to read yourself into a rhapsody with--let's see the book.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I knew now why her face was familiar--its pleasing contemptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgotten long ago.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Three years,\" he said nervously, \"three years! You're crazy. Mr. Haight'll take more than that if we lose. Do you think he's working for charity?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'll make him go up-stairs,\" she whispered close to his ear; \"don't move till you hear him on the stairs. Then go out the front way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Your future sister-in-law is half Swedish. Personally I like her, but my theory is that Swedes react rather badly on us as a whole. Scandinavians, you know, have the largest suicide rate in the world.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, Dick Humbird and Kerry Holiday and Jesse Ferrenby and--oh about five or six. Speed it up, kid!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "As I watched him he adjusted himself a little, visibly. His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed--that voice was a deathless song.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was the one rough spot in the course of Bloeckman's acquaintance with Gloria. She relentlessly punned on his name. First it had been \"Block-house.\" lately, the more invidious \"Blockhead.\" He had requested with a strong undertone of irony that she use his first name, and this she had done obediently several times--then slipping, helpless, repentant but dissolved in laughter, back into \"Blockhead.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His voice faded off and Tom glanced impatiently around the garage. Then I heard footsteps on a stairs, and in a moment the thickish figure of a woman blocked out the light from the office door. She was in the middle thirties, and faintly stout, but she carried her flesh sensuously as some women can. Her face, above a spotted dress of dark blue crepe-de-chine, contained no facet or gleam of beauty, but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering. She smiled slowly and, walking through her husband as if he were a ghost, shook hands with Tom, looking him flush in the eye.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was the problem of Julie--Julie was thirteen, and lately she was growing more and more sensitive about her deformity and preferred to stay always in her room reading. A few years before she had been frightened at the idea of going to school, and Evylyn could not bring herself to send her, so she grew up in her mother's shadow, a pitiful little figure with the artificial hand that she made no attempt to use but kept forlornly in her pocket. Lately she had been taking lessons in using it because Evylyn had feared she would cease to lift the arm altogether, but after the lessons, unless she made a move with it in listless obedience to her mother, the little hand would creep back to the pocket of her dress. For a while her dresses were made without pockets, but Julie had moped around the house so miserably at a loss all one month that Evylyn weakened and never tried the experiment again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Anthony!\" she called after him, \"hadn't you better leave two dollars with me? You'll only need car-fare.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "MAURY: Nonsense! A man's social rank is determined by the amount of bread he eats in a sandwich.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "This was obviously a rhetorical question. Gloria could think of no reason why she should be expected to know the time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory flushed and it seemed to him that Ferrenby, a defeated competitor, winced a little. Of course, Kerry was only kidding, but he really mustn't mention the Princetonian.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It didn't matter what he did--just so he got out of this rut. In a dream he stepped from the elevator into the stock-room, and walking to an unused aisle, sat down on a box, covering his face with his hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I realize now that under different circumstances that conversation might have been one of the crises of my life. But, because the offer was obviously and tactlessly for a service to be rendered, I had no choice except to cut him off there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The Knickerbocker Bar, beamed upon by Maxfield Parrish's jovial, colorful \"Old King Cole,\" was well crowded. Amory stopped in the entrance and looked at his wrist-watch; he wanted particularly to know the time, for something in his mind that catalogued and classified liked to chip things off cleanly. Later it would satisfy him in a vague way to be able to think \"that thing ended at exactly twenty minutes after eight on Thursday, June 10, 1919.\" This was allowing for the walk from her house--a walk concerning which he had afterward not the faintest recollection.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It passed, and he began to talk excitedly to Daisy, denying everything, defending his name against accusations that had not been made. But with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Three quietly active points of light showed the location of his listeners. Gloria was now half sitting, half lying, in Anthony's lap. His arm was around her so tightly that she could hear the beating of his heart. Richard Caramel, perched on the apple-barrel, from time to time stirred and gave off a faint grunt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're a rude fella!\" she said slowly. \"Don't you know you're rude?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sure he went.\" Mr. Wolfshiem's nose flashed at me indignantly. \"He turned around in the door and says: 'Don't let that waiter take away my coffee!' Then he went out on the sidewalk, and they shot him three times in his full belly and drove away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I ought to have dropped you in West Egg, Nick. There's nothing we can do tonight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"So you're writing,\" he said quickly. \"Well, why don't you go over and write about these Germans? Write something real, something about what's going on, something people can read.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Sure you are. You've got a darn good head on you.\" But Amory knew that nothing in the abstract, no theory or generality, ever moved Rahill until he stubbed his toe upon the concrete minutiae of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When he left her house he walked down Riverside Drive with a feeling of satisfaction. It was amusing to discuss again such subjects as this young poet, Stephen Vincent Benet, or the Irish Republic. Between the rancid accusations of Edward Carson and Justice Cohalan he had completely tired of the Irish question; yet there had been a time when his own Celtic traits were pillars of his personal philosophy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "One o'clock. With her fork she would tantalize the heart of an adoring artichoke, while her escort served himself up in the thick, dripping sentences of an enraptured man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Mrs. Gilbert started, beamed half a second too late, and breathed her \"Really?\" in the tone of a detective play-whisper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "July sweltered out with a last hot week, and Amory in another surge of unrest realized that it was just five months since he and Rosalind had met. Yet it was already hard for him to visualize the heart-whole boy who had stepped off the transport, passionately desiring the adventure of life. One night while the heat, overpowering and enervating, poured into the windows of his room he struggled for several hours in a vague effort to immortalize the poignancy of that time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "My dear Miss St. Claire: Your truly charming envitation for the evening of next Thursday evening was truly delightful to receive this morning. I will be charm and inchanted indeed to present my compliments on next Thursday evening. Faithfully, Amory Blaine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've never read any Shaw. I've always meant to.\" The boy paused and then continued: \"Did you ever read Stephen Phillips, or do you like poetry?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The first supper--there would be another one after midnight--was now being served, and Jordan invited me to join her own party, who were spread around a table on the other side of the garden. There were three married couples and Jordan's escort, a persistent undergraduate given to violent innuendo, and obviously under the impression that sooner or later Jordan was going to yield him up her person to a greater or lesser degree. Instead of rambling, this party had preserved a dignified homogeneity, and assumed to itself the function of representing the staid nobility of the countryside--East Egg condescending to West Egg and carefully on guard against its spectroscopic gaiety.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "An instinct toward his future glory had led him, some months before, to the small Lutheran College of St. Olaf's in southern Minnesota. He stayed there two weeks, dismayed at its ferocious indifference to the drums of his destiny, to destiny itself, and despising the janitor's work with which he was to pay his way through. Then he drifted back to Lake Superior, and he was still searching for something to do on the day that Dan Cody's yacht dropped anchor in the shallows alongshore.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes--and I object to doing their mental work for them. It seemed to me that the root of all the business I saw around me consisted in overworking and underpaying a bunch of dubs who submitted to it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Remarkable that a person can comprehend so little and yet live in such a complex civilization. A woman like that actually takes the whole universe in the most matter-of-fact way. From the influence of Rousseau to the bearing of the tariff rates on her dinner, the whole phenomenon is utterly strange to her. She's just been carried along from an age of spearheads and plunked down here with the equipment of an archer for going into a pistol duel. You could sweep away the entire crust of history and she'd never know the difference.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the intermission after the second act an usher materialized beside him, demanded to know if he were Mr. Tarbox, and then handed him a note written in a round adolescent band. Horace read it in some confusion, while the usher lingered with withering patience in the aisle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And gloom,\" said Tom. \"That's another favorite, though I'll admit the Russians have the monopoly. Our specialty is stories about little girls who break their spines and get adopted by grouchy old men because they smile so much. You'd think we were a race of cheerful cripples and that the common end of the Russian peasant was suicide--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lois was crying softly. They had reached the gate and she rested her elbow on it and dabbed furiously at her eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It is seven-thirty of an August evening. The windows in the living room of the gray house are wide open, patiently exchanging the tainted inner atmosphere of liquor and smoke for the fresh drowsiness of the late hot dusk. There are dying flower scents upon the air, so thin, so fragile, as to hint already of a summer laid away in time. But August is still proclaimed relentlessly by a thousand crickets around the side-porch, and by one who has broken into the house and concealed himself confidently behind a bookcase, from time to time shrieking of his cleverness and his indomitable will.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You've made me that way! No child ever has a bad disposition unless it's her fancy's fault! Whatever I am, you did it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, I will. I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills, but getting few myself except those I read into men on such nights as these. I have the social courage to go on the stage, but not the energy; I haven't the patience to write books; and I never met a man I'd marry. However, I'm only eighteen.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a stray boyishness he saw himself a power upon the earth; with his grandfather's money he might build his own pedestal and be a Talleyrand, a Lord Verulam. The clarity of his mind, its sophistication, its versatile intelligence, all at their maturity and dominated by some purpose yet to be born would find him work to do. On this minor his dream faded--work to do: he tried to imagine himself in Congress rooting around in the litter of that incredible pigsty with the narrow and porcine brows he saw pictured sometimes in the rotogravure sections of the Sunday newspapers, those glorified proletarians babbling blandly to the nation the ideas of high school seniors! Little men with copy-book ambitions who by mediocrity had thought to emerge from mediocrity into the lustreless and unromantic heaven of a government by the people--and the best, the dozen shrewd men at the top, egotistic and cynical, were content to lead this choir of white ties and wire collar-buttons in a discordant and amazing hymn, compounded of a vague confusion between wealth as a reward of virtue and wealth as a proof of vice, and continued cheers for God, the Constitution, and the Rocky Mountains!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes--subconsciously. And when you go home you ought to have your teeth straightened a little. It's almost imperceptible, still----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Burne left in a quietly dramatic manner a week later. He sold all his possessions and came down to the room to say good-by, with a battered old bicycle, on which he intended to ride to his home in Pennsylvania.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Fifteen years of yes's had beaten Mrs. Gilbert. Fifteen further years of that incessant unaffirmative affirmative, accompanied by the perpetual flicking of ash-mushrooms from thirty-two thousand cigars, had broken her. To this husband of hers she made the last concession of married life, which is more complete, more irrevocable, than the first--she listened to him. She told herself that the years had brought her tolerance--actually they had slain what measure she had ever possessed of moral courage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory wandered slowly up the avenue and thought of the night as inevitably his--the pageantry and carnival of rich dusk and dim streets ... it seemed that he had closed the book of fading harmonies at last and stepped into the sensuous vibrant walks of life. Everywhere these countless lights, this promise of a night of streets and singing--he moved in a half-dream through the crowd as if expecting to meet Rosalind hurrying toward him with eager feet from every corner.... How the unforgettable faces of dusk would blend to her, the myriad footsteps, a thousand overtures, would blend to her footsteps; and there would be more drunkenness than wine in the softness of her eyes on his. Even his dreams now were faint violins drifting like summer sounds upon the summer air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I mean,\" continued Richard Caramel gravely, \"that on paper your first paragraph contains the idea you're going to damn or enlarge on. In conversation you've got your vis-a-vis's last statement--but when you simply ponder, why, your ideas just succeed each other like magic-lantern pictures and each one forces out the last.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Good grief!\" he exploded in disgust, \"and you call that a personal matter!\" He whipped about and strode into his private office, banging the door behind him. Not daring to look at the stenographer, Anthony in some shameful and mysterious way got himself from the room. Perspiring profusely he stood in the hall wondering why they didn't come and arrest him; in every hurried look he discerned infallibly a glance of scorn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Not me,\" said Amory slowly; \"I'm mad at the concrete thing. My own idleness was quite in accord with my system, but the luck broke.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nothing. But he says the biography of every woman begins with the first kiss that counts, and ends when her last child is laid in her arms.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes, except his legs. He's got to have my legs. But the rest of him can be you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a silence.... The man regarded Amory quizzically.... Then the human voices fell faintly on his ear:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"To call up mother,\" answered Gloria coolly. \"I promised her I would. Did we miss a dance?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The next day was another whirl. They lunched in a gay party of six in a private dining-room at the club, while Isabelle and Amory looked at each other tenderly over the fried chicken and knew that their love was to be eternal. They danced away the prom until five, and the stags cut in on Isabelle with joyous abandon, which grew more and more enthusiastic as the hour grew late, and their wines, stored in overcoat pockets in the coat room, made old weariness wait until another day. The stag line is a most homogeneous mass of men. It fairly sways with a single soul.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony found himself associating his own existence with that of the apartment's night elevator man, a pale, scraggly bearded person of about sixty, with an air of being somewhat above his station. It was probably because of this quality that he had secured the position; it made him a pathetic and memorable figure of failure. Anthony recollected, without humor, a hoary jest about the elevator man's career being a matter of ups and downs--it was, at any rate, an enclosed life of infinite dreariness. Each time Anthony stepped into the car he waited breathlessly for the old man's \"Well, I guess we're going to have some sunshine to-day.\" Anthony thought how little rain or sunshine he would enjoy shut into that close little cage in the smoke-colored, windowless hall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"A man named Biloxi. 'Blocks' Biloxi, and he made boxes--that's a fact--and he was from Biloxi, Tennessee.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've got to tell you,\" he said. \"I've had one hell of an experience. I think I've--I've seen the devil or--something like him. What face did you just see?--or no,\" he added quickly, \"don't tell me!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Under the dripping bare lilac-trees a large open car was coming up the drive. It stopped. Daisy's face, tipped sideways beneath a three-cornered lavender hat, looked out at me with a bright ecstatic smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Drip! Drip! Drip! The sound was not unpleasant--like spring, like a cool rain of her childhood, that made cheerful mud in her back yard and watered the tiny garden she had dug with miniature rake and spade and hoe. Drip--dri-ip!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I called up Daisy half an hour after we found him, called her instinctively and without hesitation. But she and Tom had gone away early that afternoon, and taken baggage with them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "CECELIA: Good heavens, no--with whom would I begin the next dance? (Sighs.) There's no color in a dance since the French officers went back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A few minutes later Gloria came in seeming to bring with her into the room some dark color, indeterminate and rare. In a taciturn way she was happy to see Muriel. She greeted Anthony with a casual \"Hi!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "THE FIRST YOUNG MAN: By golly! Believe me, in my next book I'm going to do a wedding scene that'll knock 'em cold!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"What am I going to do?\" he began at breakfast. \"Here we've been married a year and we've just worried around without even being efficient people of leisure.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Maury began a song, which they accomplished in harmony during the first course. It had two lines and was sung to a popular air called Daisy Dear. The lines were:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His attitude toward Mr. Macy underwent a change. He no longer felt a dim animosity and inferiority in his presence. As his fourth month in the store ended he found himself regarding his employer in a manner that was almost fraternal. He had a vague but very assured conviction that Mr. Macy's innermost soul would have abetted and approved. He no longer worried about his future.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "When I left his office the sky had turned dark and I got back to West Egg in a drizzle. After changing my clothes I went next door and found Mr. Gatz walking up and down excitedly in the hall. His pride in his son and in his son's possessions was continually increasing and now he had something to show me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Come back! Come back!\" Axia's arm fell on his. \"Amory, dear, you aren't going, Amory!\" He was half-way to the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On Sunday afternoons they walked along the countryside, resting at intervals on the dry moss in the outskirts of a wood. Here the birds had gathered and the clusters of violets and white dogwood; here the hoar trees shone crystalline and cool, oblivious to the intoxicating heat that waited outside; here he would talk, intermittently, in a sleepy monologue, in a conversation of no significance, of no replies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "PARAMORE: Oh, I've confined myself to fact. I've been doing a good deal of social-service work.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a living room he stood by the door regarding her with a sort of stupefied horror as she rattled on.... His predominant sensation was that all the civilization and convention around him was curiously unreal.... She was in a milliner's shop on Sixth Avenue, she said. It was a lonesome life. She had been sick for a long while after he left for Camp Mills; her mother had come down and taken her home again to Carolina.... She had come to New York with the idea of finding Anthony.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Once upon a time all the men of mind and genius in the world became of one belief--that is to say, of no belief. But it wearied them to think that within a few years after their death many cults and systems and prognostications would be ascribed to them which they had never meditated nor intended. So they said to one another:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, look,\" she cried. \"There's a lot of sort of ledges down there. Wide ones of all different heights.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Just by luck a matter came to my attention that I think will be just suited to you. I would like to see you start with something that would bring you notice. At the same time if a very beautiful girl of your sort is put directly into a picture next to one of the rather shop-worn stars with which every company is afflicted, tongues would very likely wag. But there is a \"flapper\" part in a Percy B. Debris production that I think would be just suited to you and would bring you notice. Willa Sable plays opposite Gaston Mears in a sort of character part and your part I believe would be her younger sister.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Wha's hurry, old man?\" He tried to lay his hand in a friendly gesture upon Bloeckman's shoulder, but the latter drew away slightly. \"How've been?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Marcia was nineteen. She didn't have wings, but audiences agreed generally that she didn't need them. She was a blonde by natural pigment, and she wore no paint on the streets at high noon. Outside of that she was no better than most women.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Nothing,\" she denied in confusion. \"I didn't mean to speak aloud. I was thinking of something--of a conversation with a man named Freddy Kebble.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Hook me up,\" she suggested; \"Anthony, dearest, I forgot all about it. I meant to, honestly, and I will to-day. Don't be cross with your sweetheart.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Then I could bring you home. I'd have just enough time. I've got to be in camp by eleven.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "How a Triangle show ever got off was a mystery, but it was a riotous mystery, anyway, whether or not one did enough service to wear a little gold Triangle on his watch-chain. \"Ha-Ha Hortense!\" was written over six times and had the names of nine collaborators on the programme. All Triangle shows started by being \"something different--not just a regular musical comedy,\" but when the several authors, the president, the coach and the faculty committee finished with it, there remained just the old reliable Triangle show with the old reliable jokes and the star comedian who got expelled or sick or something just before the trip, and the dark-whiskered man in the pony-ballet, who \"absolutely won't shave twice a day, doggone it!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "But had she waited an instant longer she would have heard a sound from her uncle quite unfamiliar in most of their interviews. He gave vent to a whole-hearted amused chuckle, in which the second old man joined.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With a tired movement he arose and obeyed; the gray window-panes vanished. He stretched himself. He was heavier now, his stomach was a limp weight against his belt; his flesh had softened and expanded. He was thirty-two and his mind was a bleak and disordered wreck.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He disapproved of Gloria: she stayed out late, she never ate her meals, she was always in a mix-up--he had irritated her once and she had used toward him words that he had not thought were part of her vocabulary. His wife was easier. After fifteen years of incessant guerilla warfare he had conquered her--it was a war of muddled optimism against organized dulness, and something in the number of \"yes's\" with which he could poison a conversation had won him the victory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Outside the world of the company there appeared, from time to time, the colonel, a heavy man with snarling teeth, who circumnavigated the battalion drill-field upon a handsome black horse. He was a West Pointer, and, mimetically, a gentleman. He had a dowdy wife and a dowdy mind, and spent much of his time in town taking advantage of the army's lately exalted social position. Last of all was the general, who traversed the roads of the camp preceded by his flag--a figure so austere, so removed, so magnificent, as to be scarcely comprehensible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It seems he had some naive conception of a woman 'fit to be his wife,' a particular conception that I used to run into a lot and that always drove me wild. He demanded a girl who'd never been kissed and who liked to sew and sit home and pay tribute to his self-esteem. And I'll bet a hat if he's gotten an idiot to sit and be stupid with him he's tearing out on the side with some much speedier lady.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "If ROSALIND could be spoiled the process would have been complete by this time, and as a matter of fact, her disposition is not all it should be; she wants what she wants when she wants it and she is prone to make every one around her pretty miserable when she doesn't get it--but in the true sense she is not spoiled. Her fresh enthusiasm, her will to grow and learn, her endless faith in the inexhaustibility of romance, her courage and fundamental honesty--these things are not spoiled.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was too tired to try to understand--or to care. Her phrases, her intentions, were all very far away in an incomprehensible past. At the second letter he scarcely glanced; it was from Dot--an incoherent, tear-swollen scrawl, a flood of protest, endearment, and grief. After a page he let it slip from his inert hand and drowsed back into a nebulous hinterland of his own. At drill-call he awoke with a high fever and fainted when he tried to leave his tent--at noon he was sent to the base hospital with influenza.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "On his dressing table were spread a number of articles which he told over carefully with suddenly fumbling fingers--their tickets to California, the book of traveller's checks, his watch, set to the half minute, the key to his apartment, which he must not forget to give to Maury, and, most important of all, the ring. It was of platinum set around with small emeralds; Gloria had insisted on this; she had always wanted an emerald wedding ring, she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" continued Beatrice tragically, \"I had dreams--wonderful visions.\" She pressed the palms of her hands into her eyes. \"I saw bronze rivers lapping marble shores, and great birds that soared through the air, parti-colored birds with iridescent plumage. I heard strange music and the flare of barbaric trumpets--what?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "He was calling up at Daisy's request--would I come to lunch at her house tomorrow? Miss Baker would be there. Half an hour later Daisy herself telephoned and seemed relieved to find that I was coming. Something was up. And yet I couldn't believe that they would choose this occasion for a scene--especially for the rather harrowing scene that Gatsby had outlined in the garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Never met her, I'm sure--but I don't doubt it. Clarence Ahearn's name's been up at the Country Club five months--no action taken.\" He waved his hand disparagingly. \"Ahearn and I had lunch together to-day and just about clinched it, so I thought it'd be nice to have him and his wife up to-night--just have nine, mostly family. After all, it's a big thing for me, and of course we'll have to see something of them, Evie.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The bus which bore them was crowded with hot, unprosperous people, and Anthony, intimate to Gloria, felt a storm brewing. It broke at the Zoo, where the party stopped for ten minutes. The Zoo, it seemed, smelt of monkeys. Anthony laughed; Gloria called down the curse of Heaven upon monkeys, including in her malevolence all the passengers of the bus and their perspiring offspring who had hied themselves monkey-ward.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Tom drove slowly until we were beyond the bend--then his foot came down hard, and the coupe raced along through the night. In a little while I heard a low husky sob, and saw that the tears were overflowing down his face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SHE: Yes--all those things. (She crosses to the bureau.) See, here's my rouge--eye pencils.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It came--a baking May day, with hot wave rising off the parched land as far as eyes could see, and as Samuel sat stewing in his little improvised office--a few chairs, a bench, and a wooden table--he was glad the thing was almost over. He wanted to get back East the worst way, and join his wife and children for a week at the seashore.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"See here,\" he repeated \"You're my guest. Have I said something to offend you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Under the gathering twilight the town was unexpectedly attractive. The sidewalks were peopled by vividly dressed, overpainted girls, who chattered volubly in low, lazy voices, by dozens of taxi-drivers who assailed passing officers with \"Take y' anywheh, Lieutenant,\" and by an intermittent procession of ragged, shuffling, subservient negroes. Anthony, loitering along through the warm dusk, felt for the first time in years the slow, erotic breath of the South, imminent in the hot softness of the air, in the pervasive lull, of thought and time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've often thought that if I hadn't got what I wanted things might have been different with me. I might have found something in my mind and enjoyed putting it in circulation. I might have been content with the work of it, and had some sweet vanity out of the success. I suppose that at one time I could have had anything I wanted, within reason, but that was the only thing I ever wanted with any fervor. God!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Besides the Jackson Street clerk there had been two other men, of whom the first was a naval officer, who passed through town during the early days of the war. He had stayed over a night to make a connection, and was leaning idly against one of the pillars of the Stonewall Hotel when she passed by. He remained in town four days. She thought she loved him--lavished on him that first hysteria of passion that would have gone to the pusillanimous clerk. The naval officer's uniform--there were few of them in those days--had made the magic.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "All this took place seven years before ANTHONY sat by the front windows of his apartment and listened to the chimes of St. Anne's.)", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Lois!\" he cried, and in a second she was in his arms. She was suddenly trembling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Listen, Tom. If you're such a snob, why did you invite him to lunch?\" demanded Jordan crossly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Ever been in a studio before?\" asked Mr. Debris, giving her a glance that was surely the quintessence of keenness. \"No? Well, I'll explain exactly what's going to happen. We're going to take what we call a test in order to see how your features photograph and whether you've got natural stage presence and how you respond to coaching.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then Bloeckman struck out, with all the strength in the arm of a well-conditioned man of forty-five, struck out and caught Anthony squarely in the mouth. Anthony cracked up against the staircase, recovered himself and made a wild drunken swing at his opponent, but Bloeckman, who took exercise every day and knew something of sparring, blocked it with ease and struck him twice in the face with two swift smashing jabs. Anthony gave a little grunt and toppled over onto the green plush carpet, finding, as he fell, that his mouth was full of blood and seemed oddly loose in front. He struggled to his feet, panting and spitting, and then as he started toward Bloeckman, who stood a few feet away, his fists clenched but not up, two waiters who had appeared from nowhere seized his arms and held him, helpless. In back of them a dozen people had miraculously gathered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"All right.\" There was so much wretchedness compressed into the two words that Anthony felt a measure of compunction.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, why of course, of course you can't use that formula. That's what I wanted you to say.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "His heart beat faster as Daisy's white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At five, then, with a tremendous effort at concentration he decided that he must put more variety into his canvassing. He selected a medium-sized delicatessen store, and went in. He felt, illuminatingly, that the thing to do was to cast a spell not only over the storekeeper but over all the customers as well--and perhaps through the psychology of the herd instinct they would buy as an astounded and immediately convinced whole.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Julie is?\" Evylyn asked sharply. The party suddenly receded. She turned quickly, sought with her eyes for Mrs. Ahearn, slipped toward her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "BEAUTY: But this can't be true! I can understand, of course, their obedience to women of charm--but to fat women? to bony women? to women with scrawny cheeks?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The first week of her visit passed in a whirl. She had her promised toboggan-ride at the back of an automobile through a chill January twilight. Swathed in furs she put in a morning tobogganing on the country-club hill; even tried skiing, to sail through the air for a glorious moment and then land in a tangled laughing bundle on a soft snow-drift. She liked all the winter sports, except an afternoon spent snow-shoeing over a glaring plain under pale yellow sunshine, but she soon realized that these things were for children--that she was being humored and that the enjoyment round her was only a reflection of her own.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's a bootlegger,\" said the young ladies, moving somewhere between his cocktails and his flowers. \"One time he killed a man who had found out that he was nephew to Von Hindenburg and second cousin to the devil. Reach me a rose, honey, and pour me a last drop into that there crystal glass.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yourself!\" she shouted, and he jumped. She clapped her hands and laughed. \"See--see! Conscience--kill it like me! Eleanor Savage, materiologist--no jumping, no starting, come early--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I haven't got your letters,\" he said evenly. \"I am only seventeen years old. My father was not born until March 3, 1879. You evidently have me confused with some one else.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No name 'tall,\" chuckled Babe. \"Reckin she jus' island, 'at's all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I haven't fussed about it. I'd just as soon divide the bother with you, but when we run out of handkerchiefs it's darn near time something's done.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're supposed to salute,\" said the girl in lilac with a laugh. \"All the soldiers salute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, don't be a little idiot!\" he exclaimed. But his spirits rose. What luck if she should leave town this very night! What a burden from his soul.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"----But he said after that you evidently made up your mind to shut up and stick to it. That's the stuff I like in a young man! That's the stuff that wins out. And don't think I don't understand. I know how much harder it was for you after all that silly flattery a lot of old women had been giving you.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Most of the time I worked. In the early morning the sun threw my shadow westward as I hurried down the white chasms of lower New York to the Probity Trust. I knew the other clerks and young bond-salesmen by their first names, and lunched with them in dark, crowded restaurants on little pig sausages and mashed potatoes and coffee. I even had a short affair with a girl who lived in Jersey City and worked in the accounting department, but her brother began throwing mean looks in my direction, so when she went on her vacation in July I let it blow quietly away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-coloured space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-coloured rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She knew that in her breast she had never wanted children. The reality, the earthiness, the intolerable sentiment of child-bearing, the menace to her beauty--had appalled her. She wanted to exist only as a conscious flower, prolonging and preserving itself. Her sentimentality could cling fiercely to her own illusions, but her ironic soul whispered that motherhood was also the privilege of the female baboon. So her dreams were of ghostly children only--the early, the perfect symbols of her early and perfect love for Anthony.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And she doesn't understand,\" he said. \"She used to be able to understand. We'd sit for hours--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"And, Amory, we're beautiful, I know. I'm sure God loves us--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He's like those pictures in the Illustrated London News of the English officers who have been killed,\" Amory had said to Alec. \"Well,\" Alec had answered, \"if you want to know the shocking truth, his father was a grocery clerk who made a fortune in Tacoma real estate and came to New York ten years ago.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The God damned coward!\" he whimpered. \"He didn't even stop his car.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"He wants her to see his house,\" she explained. \"And your house is right next door.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So Tom Buchanan and his girl and I went up together to New York--or not quite together, for Mrs. Wilson sat discreetly in another car. Tom deferred that much to the sensibilities of those East Eggers who might be on the train.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Amory rushed into the house and the rest followed with a limp mass that they laid on the sofa in the shoddy little front parlor. Sloane, with his shoulder punctured, was on another lounge. He was half delirious, and kept calling something about a chemistry lecture at 8:10.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Suddenly a steady, insistent knocking began at Amory's hall door and simultaneously out of the bathroom came Alec, followed by the vermilion-lipped girl. They were both clad in pajamas.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I won't be--long,\" he said finally. \"But I hate to get anywhere by working for it. I'll show the marks, don't you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Florida mud,\" he answered. \"That was one of the two true things I told you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, I know! But those dumb-bells of yours wouldn't give a consumptive two degrees of fever. I mean real exercise. You've got to join a gymnasium. 'Member you told me you were such a trick gymnast once that they tried to get you out for the team in college and they couldn't because you had a standing date with Herb Spencer?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Gazing out at the bleak expanse of tents extending for miles over a trodden welter of slush and snow, Anthony saw the impracticability of trudging to a telephone that night. He would call her at the first opportunity in the morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes--and Kieth, convents are different there anyway. Here even in the nicest ones there are so many common girls.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a halt, too, in my association with his affairs. For several weeks I didn't see him or hear his voice on the phone--mostly I was in New York, trotting around with Jordan and trying to ingratiate myself with her senile aunt--but finally I went over to his house one Sunday afternoon. I hadn't been there two minutes when somebody brought Tom Buchanan in for a drink. I was startled, naturally, but the really surprising thing was that it hadn't happened before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In the mornings Anthony awoke tired, nervous, and worried. Halcyon summer twilights and the purple chill of morning alike left him unresponsive. Only for a brief moment every day in the warmth and renewed life of a first high-ball did his mind turn to those opalescent dreams of future pleasure--the mutual heritage of the happy and the damned. But this was only for a little while. As he grew drunker the dreams faded and he became a confused spectre, moving in odd crannies of his own mind, full of unexpected devices, harshly contemptuous at best and reaching sodden and dispirited depths.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said \"Sh!\" in a warning voice. A subdued impassioned murmur was audible in the room beyond, and Miss Baker leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Then, abruptly, he quit. He had remained in bed all one Monday, and late in the evening, overcome by one of those attacks of moody despair to which he periodically succumbed, he wrote and mailed a letter to Mr. Wilson, confessing that he considered himself ill adapted to the work. Gloria, coming in from the theatre with Richard Caramel, found him on the lounge, silently staring at the high ceiling, more depressed and discouraged than he had been at any time since their marriage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You're young. But that doesn't mean you're foolish. Mr. Dalyrimple, what I've got to say won't take long. I'm going to make you a proposition. To begin at the beginning, I've been watching you ever since last Fourth of July when you made that speech in response to the loving-cup.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "There was a kindliness about intoxication--there was that indescribable gloss and glamour it gave, like the memories of ephemeral and faded evenings. After a few high-balls there was magic in the tall glowing Arabian night of the Bush Terminal Building--its summit a peak of sheer grandeur, gold and dreaming against the inaccessible sky. And Wall Street, the crass, the banal--again it was the triumph of gold, a gorgeous sentient spectacle; it was where the great kings kept the money for their wars....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So very short. At the crucial point the Trust President is on the stand, a potential criminal needing but one push to be a jailbird, scorned by the upright for leagues around. Let him be acquitted--and in a year all is forgotten. \"Yes, he did have some trouble once, just a technicality, I believe.\" Oh, memory is very short!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me, and continued: \"I looked outdoors for a minute, and it's very romantic outdoors. There's a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Cunard or White Star Line. He's singing away--\" Her voice sang: \"It's romantic, isn't it, Tom?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I do nothing,\" he began, realizing simultaneously that his words were to lack the debonair grace he craved for them. \"I do nothing, for there's nothing I can do that's worth doing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I'm sorry, dear,\" said Harry, malignantly apologetic, \"but you know what I think of them. They're sort of--sort of degenerates--not at all like the old Southerners. They've lived so long down there with all the colored people that they've gotten lazy and shiftless.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... Then the Cocoanut Grove, where Amory slept again on a little balcony outside. Out in Shanley's, Yonkers, he became almost logical, and by a careful control of the number of high-balls he drank, grew quite lucid and garrulous. He found that the party consisted of five men, two of whom he knew slightly; he became righteous about paying his share of the expense and insisted in a loud voice on arranging everything then and there to the amusement of the tables around him....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "In a panic she fumbled clumsily at her coat, found the sleeve just as she heard Anthony's footsteps on the lower stair. She dared not wait; he might not let her go, and even Anthony was part of this weight, part of this evil house and the sombre darkness that was growing up about it....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Long after midnight the towers and spires of Princeton were visible, with here and there a late-burning light--and suddenly out of the clear darkness the sound of bells. As an endless dream it went on; the spirit of the past brooding over a new generation, the chosen youth from the muddled, unchastened world, still fed romantically on the mistakes and half-forgotten dreams of dead statesmen and poets. Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined finally to go out into that dirty gray turmoil to follow love and pride; a new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "With an effort Wilson left the shade and support of the doorway and, breathing hard, unscrewed the cap of the tank. In the sunlight his face was green.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"There's some excuse for an ugly girl whining. If I'd been irretrievably ugly I'd never have forgiven my parents for bringing me into the world. But you're starting life without any handicap--\" Marjorie's little fist clinched, \"If you expect me to weep with you you'll be disappointed. Go or stay, just as you like.\" And picking up her letters she left the room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "If you could run your hand along Samuel Meredith's jaw you'd feel a lump. He admits he's never been sure which fist left it there, but he wouldn't lose it for anything. He says there's no cad like an old cad, and that sometimes just before making a decision, it's a great help to stroke his chin. The reporters call it a nervous characteristic, but it's not that. It's so he can feel again the gorgeous clarity, the lightning sanity of those four fists.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She looked at him and had to agree. He was mighty healthy-looking; so was his brother. And she had noticed the new red in her own cheeks that very morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Italy--if the verdict was in their favor it meant Italy. The word had become a sort of talisman to him, a land where the intolerable anxieties of life would fall away like an old garment. They would go to the watering-places first and among the bright and colorful crowds forget the gray appendages of despair. Marvellously renewed, he would walk again in the Piazza di Spanga at twilight, moving in that drifting flotsam of dark women and ragged beggars, of austere, barefooted friars. The thought of Italian women stirred him faintly--when his purse hung heavy again even romance might fly back to perch upon it--the romance of blue canals in Venice, of the golden green hills of Fiesole after rain, and of women, women who changed, dissolved, melted into other women and receded from his life, but who were always beautiful and always young.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Isabelle and Amory were distinctly not innocent, nor were they particularly brazen. Moreover, amateur standing had very little value in the game they were playing, a game that would presumably be her principal study for years to come. She had begun as he had, with good looks and an excitable temperament, and the rest was the result of accessible popular novels and dressing-room conversation culled from a slightly older set. Isabelle had walked with an artificial gait at nine and a half, and when her eyes, wide and starry, proclaimed the ingenue most. Amory was proportionately less deceived.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Yet, however Dalyrimple justified himself intellectually, he had many bad moments in the weeks immediately following his decision. The tremendous pressure of sentiment and inherited ambition kept raising riot with his attitude. He felt morally lonely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She had changed her dress to a brown figured muslin, which stretched tight over her rather wide hips as Tom helped her to the platform in New York. At the newsstand she bought a copy of Town Tattle and a moving-picture magazine, and in the station drugstore some cold cream and a small flask of perfume. Upstairs, in the solemn echoing drive she let four taxicabs drive away before she selected a new one, lavender-coloured with grey upholstery, and in this we slid out from the mass of the station into the glowing sunshine. But immediately she turned sharply from the window and, leaning forward, tapped on the front glass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, that big bowl!\" Mrs. Piper's mouth forming the words was a vivid rose petal. \"There's a story about that bowl----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The family were wild,\" she said suddenly. \"They tried to marry me off. And then when I'd begun to feel that after all life was scarcely worth living I found something\"--her eyes went skyward exultantly----\"I found something!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I almost made a mistake, too,\" she declared vigorously. \"I almost married a little kike who'd been after me for years. I knew he was below me. Everybody kept saying to me: 'Lucille, that man's way below you!' But if I hadn't met Chester, he'd of got me sure.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Amory. \"He may vary from the disillusioned critic like old Thornton Hancock, all the way to Trotsky. Now this spiritually unmarried man hasn't direct power, for unfortunately the spiritually married man, as a by-product of his money chase, has garnered in the great newspaper, the popular magazine, the influential weekly--so that Mrs. Newspaper, Mrs. Magazine, Mrs. Weekly can have a better limousine than those oil people across the street or those cement people 'round the corner.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Yet Anthony neither laughed nor seemed absurd to himself. To his frantic imagination it was already six--seven--eight, and she was never coming! Bloeckman finding her bored and unhappy had persuaded her to go to California with him....", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Maury, a little stouter, faintly mellower, and more complaisant, had gone to work in Philadelphia. He came to New York once or twice a month and on such occasions the four of them travelled the popular routes from dinner to the theatre, thence to the Frolic or, perhaps, at the urging of the ever-curious Gloria, to one of the cellars of Greenwich Village, notorious through the furious but short-lived vogue of the \"new poetry movement.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Immediately he had her attention. She turned a definite shoulder to the dancers, relaxed in her chair, and demanded:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life, and something to cling to always. I began to build up this enormous faith in myself. I began to see that in all my idols in the past some manifestation of courage had unconsciously been the thing that attracted me. I began separating courage from the other things of life. All sorts of courage--the beaten, bloody prize-fighter coming up for more--I used to make men take me to prize-fights; the declasse woman sailing through a nest of cats and looking at them as if they were mud under her feet; the liking what you like always; the utter disregard for other people's opinions--just to live as I liked always and to die in my own way-- Did you bring up the cigarettes?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I've decided,\" began Bernice without preliminaries, \"that maybe you're right about things--possibly not. But if you'll tell me why your friends aren't--aren't interested in me I'll see if I can do what you want me to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A simple healthy leisure class it was--the best of the men not unpleasantly undergraduate--they seemed to be on a perpetual candidates list for some etherealized \"Porcellian\" or \"Skull and Bones\" extended out indefinitely into the world; the women, of more than average beauty, fragilely athletic, somewhat idiotic as hostesses but charming and infinitely decorative as guests. Sedately and gracefully they danced the steps of their selection in the balmy tea hours, accomplishing with a certain dignity the movements so horribly burlesqued by clerk and chorus girl the country over. It seemed ironic that in this lone and discredited offspring of the arts Americans should excel, unquestionably.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Switching on the light in the nursery, she found Julie tossing feverishly and giving out odd little cries. She put her hand against the cheeks. They were burning. With an exclamation she followed the arm down under the cover until she found the hand. Hilda was right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Over the way lights went on; far down the block the crash was heard, and pedestrians rushed up wonderingly; up-stairs a tired man awoke from the edge of sleep and a little girl whimpered in a haunted doze. And all over the moonlit sidewalk around the still, black form, hundreds of prisms and cubes and splinters of glass reflected the light in little gleams of blue, and black edged with yellow, and yellow, and crimson edged with black.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Michaelis opened the drawer nearest his hand. There was nothing in it but a small, expensive dog-leash, made of leather and braided silver. It was apparently new.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At Gloria's fury his uncertainty returned, but he felt that now he had gone too far to give in. It seemed that he had always given in and that in her heart she had despised him for it. Ah, she might hate him now, but afterward she would admire him for his dominance.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, my heavens!\" shouted Tom, \"look behind!\" Quick as a flash Amory whirled around. He saw nothing but the dark window-pane. \"It's gone now,\" came Tom's voice after a second in a still terror. \"Something was looking at you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... The night clerk was speaking from the window, his tone half of the servant, half of the teacher reproving a schoolboy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "So Gloria went without the squirrel coat and every day upon Fifth Avenue she was a little conscious of her well-worn, half-length leopard skin, now hopelessly old-fashioned. Every other month they sold a bond, yet when the bills were paid it left only enough to be gulped down hungrily by their current expenses. Anthony's calculations showed that their capital would last about seven years longer. So Gloria's heart was very bitter, for in one week, on a prolonged hysterical party during which Anthony whimsically divested himself of coat, vest, and shirt in a theatre and was assisted out by a posse of ushers, they spent twice what the gray squirrel coat would have cost.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ANTHONY: Heavens, no! He probably came up to get me to wheedle some money out of grandfather for his flock.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I wasn't trying to be nice.\" Then after a pause: \"When do you want to go?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Two weeks--that was worse than no time at all. In two weeks he would approach her much as he would have to now, without personality or confidence--remaining still the man who had gone too far and then for a period that in time was but a moment but in fact an eternity, whined. No, two weeks was too short a time. Whatever poignancy there had been for her in that afternoon must have time to dull. He must give her a period when the incident should fade, and then a new period when she should gradually begin to think of him, no matter how dimly, with a true perspective that would remember his pleasantness as well as his humiliation.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Lois got out of a bus into the sunshine down by the outer gate. She was nineteen with yellow hair and eyes that people were tactful enough not to call green. When men of talent saw her in a street-car they often furtively produced little stub-pencils and backs of envelopes and tried to sum up that profile or the thing that the eyebrows did to her eyes. Later they looked at their results and usually tore them up with wondering sighs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... The buildings fell away in melted shadows; this was the Park now, and after a long while the great white ghost of the Metropolitan Museum moved majestically past, echoing sonorously to the rush of the cab.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Their new apartment, for which they paid eighty-five dollars a month, was situated on Claremont Avenue, which is two blocks from the Hudson in the dim hundreds. They had lived there a month when Muriel Kane came to see them late one afternoon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"It's all right,\" she announced, smiling broadly. \"And it surprised me more than it does you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"12 Univee\" housed a dozen miscellaneous question-marks. There were three or four inconspicuous and quite startled boys from Lawrenceville, two amateur wild men from a New York private school (Kerry Holiday christened them the \"plebeian drunks\"), a Jewish youth, also from New York, and, as compensation for Amory, the two Holidays, to whom he took an instant fancy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... They did so. Yes, it was Mrs. Anthony Patch speaking--but how did she know that this man was her husband? How could she know? Let the police sergeant ask her if she remembered the milk bottles ...", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The look she bent upon Miss McGovern at the conclusion of this speech was curiously elfin, curiously intent. Then she gave a short little laugh polished with scorn, and tumbling backward fell off again to sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The Holidays were rumored twins, but really the dark-haired one, Kerry, was a year older than his blond brother, Burne. Kerry was tall, with humorous gray eyes, and a sudden, attractive smile; he became at once the mentor of the house, reaper of ears that grew too high, censor of conceit, vendor of rare, satirical humor. Amory spread the table of their future friendship with all his ideas of what college should and did mean. Kerry, not inclined as yet to take things seriously, chided him gently for being curious at this inopportune time about the intricacies of the social system, but liked him and was both interested and amused.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Evylyn flew to her sewing-basket, rummaged until she found a torn handkerchief, and hurried downstairs. In a moment Julie was crying in her arms as she searched for the cut, faint, disparaging evidences of which appeared on Julie's dress.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Within a week after the receipt of this letter their little household fell precipitously to pieces. The immediate cause was the serious and probably chronic illness of Tom's mother. So they stored the furniture, gave instructions to sublet and shook hands gloomily in the Pennsylvania Station. Amory and Tom seemed always to be saying good-by.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"The State Senate. We want a young man who has got brains, but is solid and not a loafer. And when I say State Senate I don't stop there. We're up against it here, Dalyrimple. We've got to get some young men into politics--you know the old blood that's been running on the party ticket year in and year out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"No, but I don't like it here. I don't like to be sitting here with you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the seasons of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover, Blossom by blossom the spring begins. \"The full streams feed on flower of--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I simply mean that a talent like Wells's could carry the intelligence of a Spencer. But an inferior talent can only be graceful when it's carrying inferior ideas. And the more narrowly you can look at a thing the more entertaining you can be about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "And then suddenly Dalyrimple knew what he wanted first. He wanted fifteen dollars to pay his overdue board bill.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "CECELIA: Often when you're particularly sulky, I've wondered why it should all be wasted on just one family. (Getting up.) I think I'll go down and meet Mr. Amory Blaine. I like temperamental men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "No matter how beautiful or brilliant a girl may be, the reputation of not being frequently cut in on makes her position at a dance unfortunate. Perhaps boys prefer her company to that of the butterflies with whom they dance a dozen times an but, youth in this jazz-nourished generation is temperamentally restless, and the idea of fox-trotting more than one full fox trot with the same girl is distasteful, not to say odious. When it comes to several dances and the intermissions between she can be quite sure that a young man, once relieved, will never tread on her wayward toes again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Anthony impatiently, \"maybe he's not. But he doesn't like the things that I like, and so, as far as I'm concerned, he's uninteresting.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"I told you what's been going on,\" said Gatsby. \"Going on for five years--and you didn't know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, yes,\" she said, and laughed. \"I hear they've been mooning around for years without a red penny. Isn't it silly?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Marylyn and Sallee, Those are the girls for me. Marylyn stands above Sallee in that sweet, deep love.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, my God!\" cried the girl cupping her tear-stained face in her hands. \"I don't want my mother to know. I don't want my mother to know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"This is Mr. Patch speaking. I've just arrived unexpectedly, and I don't know where to find her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Just been here an hour. Tea dance--and I stayed so late I missed my train to Philadelphia.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "For the next week Samuel was in a nervous turmoil. Some persistently rational strain warned him that at bottom he and Marjorie had little in common, but in such cases there is usually so much mud in the water that one can seldom see to the bottom. Every dream and desire told him that he loved Marjorie, wanted her, had to have her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Don't know. I'd like to travel, but of course this tiresome war prevents that. Anyways, mother would hate not having me graduate. I'm just at sea. Kerry Holiday wants me to go over with him and join the Lafayette Esquadrille.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Down the long street came the moon, and Amory turned his back on it and walked. Ten, fifteen steps away sounded the footsteps. They were like a slow dripping, with just the slightest insistence in their fall. Amory's shadow lay, perhaps, ten feet ahead of him, and soft shoes was presumably that far behind. With the instinct of a child Amory edged in under the blue darkness of the white buildings, cleaving the moonlight for haggard seconds, once bursting into a slow run with clumsy stumblings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"But there's a garage right here,\" objected Jordan. \"I don't want to get stalled in this baking heat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Monsignor was here just last week,\" said Mrs. Lawrence regretfully. \"He was very anxious to see you, but he'd left your address at home.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, don't be absurd,\" he protested. \"You know there's no woman in the world for me except you--none, dearest.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"An' you better go home. You dropped a tooth to-night, buddy. You know that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "... I can almost look down the tracks and see you going but without you, dearest, dearest, I can't see or hear or feel or think. Being apart--whatever has happened or will happen to us--is like begging for mercy from a storm, Anthony; it's like growing old. I want to kiss you so--in the back of your neck where your old black hair starts. Because I love you and whatever we do or say to each other, or have done, or have said, you've got to feel how much I do, how inanimate I am when you're gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"How did you happen to come to Marietta?\" demanded the real-estate agent in a tone that was first cousin to suspicion. He was showing them through four spacious and airy bedrooms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now see here, Tom,\" said Daisy, turning around from the mirror, \"if you're going to make personal remarks I won't stay here a minute. Call up and order some ice for the mint julep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now. They were composed of oddly familiar pieces of ivory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Oh, no,\" said Bloeckman quickly. \"I can't be bothered. Just throw him out in the street.... Ugh! What an outrage!\" He turned and with conscious dignity walked toward the wash-room just as six brawny hands seized upon Anthony and dragged him toward the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"She was here a minute ago. She had on a Russian-sable coat that must have cost a small fortune.\" She frowned and then added decisively: \"I can't stand her, you know. She seems sort of--sort of dyed and unclean, if you know what I mean. Some people just have that look about them whether they are or not.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "ROSALIND: I love you--now. (They part.) Oh--I am very youthful, thank God--and rather beautiful, thank God--and happy, thank God, thank God--(She pauses and then, in an odd burst of prophecy, adds) Poor Amory!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A pause followed this apparently pointless remark. Daisy looked at Tom frowning, and an indefinable expression, at once definitely unfamiliar and vaguely recognizable, as if I had only heard it described in words, passed over Gatsby's face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"You must go to Brooks' and get some really nice suits. Oh, we'll have a talk to-night or perhaps to-morrow night. I want to tell you about your heart--you've probably been neglecting your heart--and you don't know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She was appallingly in earnest. Her violet eyes were red with tears; her soft intonation was ragged with little gasping sobs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "They would all come. A date was arranged within the week. Dick rose, adjusted hat, coat, and muffler, and gave out a general smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The morning of the funeral I went up to New York to see Meyer Wolfshiem; I couldn't seem to reach him any other way. The door that I pushed open, on the advice of an elevator boy, was marked \"The Swastika Holding Company,\" and at first there didn't seem to be anyone inside. But when I'd shouted \"hello\" several times in vain, an argument broke out behind a partition, and presently a lovely Jewess appeared at an interior door and scrutinized me with black hostile eyes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "SIXTH YOUNG MAN: They say they love 'em. My dentist told me once a woman came to him and insisted on having two of her teeth covered with gold. No reason at all. All right the way they were.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Over and against these things was something which his brain persistently analyzed and dealt with as a tiresome complex but which, though logically disposed of and bravely trampled under foot, had sent him out through the soft slush of late November to a library which had none of the books he most wanted. It is fair to analyze Anthony as far as he could analyze himself; further than that it is, of course, presumption. He found in himself a growing horror and loneliness. The idea of eating alone frightened him; in preference he dined often with men he detested. Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own dream's shadow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "At any rate we'll have really knock-out rooms--you can get a job on some fashion magazine, and Alec can go into the Zinc Company or whatever it is that his people own--he's looking over my shoulder and he says it's a brass company, but I don't think it matters much, do you? There's probably as much corruption in zinc-made money as brass-made money. As for the well-known Amory, he would write immortal literature if he were sure enough about anything to risk telling any one else about it. There is no more dangerous gift to posterity than a few cleverly turned platitudes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Phyllis's feelings as she was paraded by the Harvard and Princeton stands, where sat dozens of her former devotees, can be imagined. She tried to walk a little ahead, she tried to walk a little behind--but they stayed close, that there should be no doubt whom she was with, talking in loud voices of their friends on the football team, until she could almost hear her acquaintances whispering:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "A faintly familiar icy-cold face kissed her, and then she was in a group of faces all apparently emitting great clouds of heavy smoke; she was shaking hands. There were Gordon, a short, eager man of thirty who looked like an amateur knocked-about model for Harry, and his wife, Myra, a listless lady with flaxen hair under a fur automobile cap. Almost immediately Sally Carrol thought of her as vaguely Scandinavian. A cheerful chauffeur adopted her bag, and amid ricochets of half-phrases, exclamations and perfunctory listless \"my dears\" from Myra, they swept each other from the station.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Well, you'd have to be very much more tired of life than I think you are. I know you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Somehow Amory's dissatisfaction with his lack of enthusiasm culminated in an attempt to put the blame for the whole war on the ancestors of his generation... all the people who cheered for Germany in 1870.... All the materialists rampant, all the idolizers of German science and efficiency. So he sat one day in an English lecture and heard \"Locksley Hall\" quoted and fell into a brown study with contempt for Tennyson and all he stood for--for he took him as a representative of the Victorians.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "After an hour the silence of the room had grown unbearable, and she found that her eyes were wandering from her magazine to the ceiling, toward which she stared without thought. Suddenly she stood up, hesitated for a moment, biting at her finger--then she went to the pantry, took down a bottle of whiskey from the shelf and poured herself a drink. She filled up the glass with ginger ale, and returning to her chair finished an article in the magazine. It concerned the last revolutionary widow, who, when a young girl, had married an ancient veteran of the Continental Army and who had died in 1906. It seemed strange and oddly romantic to Gloria that she and this woman had been contemporaries.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Anthony, the courteous, the subtle, the perspicacious, was drunk each day--in Sammy's with these men, in the apartment over a book, some book he knew, and, very rarely, with Gloria, who, in his eyes, had begun to develop the unmistakable outlines of a quarrelsome and unreasonable woman. She was not the Gloria of old, certainly--the Gloria who, had she been sick, would have preferred to inflict misery upon every one around her, rather than confess that she needed sympathy or assistance. She was not above whining now; she was not above being sorry for herself. Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back the glow and freshness to her vanishing beauty. When Anthony was drunk he taunted her about this.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "It was a reproachless twilight on the summer side of spring. Anthony lay upon the lounge looking up One Hundred and Twenty-seventh Street toward the river, near which he could just see a single patch of vivid green trees that guaranteed the brummagem umbrageousness of Riverside Drive. Across the water were the Palisades, crowned by the ugly framework of the amusement park--yet soon it would be dusk and those same iron cobwebs would be a glory against the heavens, an enchanted palace set over the smooth radiance of a tropical canal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "She paused at the top of the staircase. The sensations attributed to divers on spring-boards, leading ladies on opening nights, and lumpy, husky young men on the day of the Big Game, crowded through her. She should have descended to a burst of drums or a discordant blend of themes from \"Thais\" and \"Carmen.\" She had never been so curious about her appearance, she had never been so satisfied with it. She had been sixteen years old for six months.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "The stout officer grunted, turned sharply, and marched down the street. After a moment Anthony moved on; the town was no longer indolent and exotic; the magic was suddenly gone out of the dusk. His eyes were turned precipitately inward upon the indignity of his position. He hated that officer, every officer--life was unendurable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Our grandfathers, you see, founded the place, and a lot of them had to take some pretty queer jobs while they were doing the founding. For instance there's one woman who at present is about the social model for the town; well, her father was the first public ash man--things like that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"Now some people,\" continued Kahler, \"think that whether a man gets started early or late depends on whether he's got a college education. But they're wrong.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Bernice felt a vague pain that she was not at present engaged in being popular. She did not know that had it not been for Marjorie's campaigning she would have danced the entire evening with one man; but she knew that even in Eau Claire other girls with less position and less pulchritude were given a much bigger rush. She attributed this to something subtly unscrupulous in those girls. It had never worried her, and if it had her mother would have assured her that the other girls cheapened themselves and that men really respected girls like Bernice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "Smack! The Revolt of the Angels sailed through the air, missed its target by the length of a short nose, and bumped cheerfully down the companionway.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "fitzgerald", + "text": "\"On the contrary. When a man speaks he's merely tradition. He has at best a few thousand years back of him. But woman, why, she is the miraculous mouthpiece of posterity.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Once in the afternoon the line started to rise again. But the fish only continued to swim at a slightly higher level. The sun was on the old man's left arm and shoulder and on his back. So he knew the fish had turned east of north.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, did she take a bird out?\" Scripps asked. \"Go on with the story.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He went over to his suitcase and got out the cards and the cribbage board. We played cribbage and he won three dollars off me. John knocked at the door and came in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The Ledoux-Kid Francis fight was the night of the 20th of June. It was a good fight. The morning after the fight I had a letter from Robert Cohn, written from Hendaye. He was having a very quiet time, he said, bathing, playing some golf and much bridge. Hendaye had a splendid beach, but he was anxious to start on the fishing-trip.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He looked around for the bird now because he would have liked him for company. The bird was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Fortunate fellow,\" Mike said. \"What times we had. How I wish those dear days were back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "God help you, I thought. \"Forget what I said,\" I said out loud. \"I'm sorry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What do you mean, kike?\" one of the broads says. \"What do you mean, kike, you big Irish bum?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He took down a big one that would hold a gallon or more, from the roof. He blew it up, his cheeks puffing ahead of the wine-skin, and stood on the bota holding on to a chair.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, he's not an Australian,\" Yogi said. \"He was just with the Australians once during the war, and it made a big impression on him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There's a species of woman here who's waked the whole street up. What kind of a dirty business at this time of night! She says she must see you. I've told her you're asleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It is very hard to write this way, beginning things backward, and the author hopes the reader will realize this and not grudge this little word of explanation. I know I would be very glad to read anything the reader ever wrote, and I hope the reader will make the same sort of allowances. If any of the readers would care to send me anything they ever wrote, for criticism or advice, I am always at the Cafe du Dome any afternoon, talking about Art with Harold Stearns and Sinclair Lewis, and the reader can bring his stuff along with him; or he can send it to me care of my bank, if I have a bank. Now, if the reader is ready--and understand, I don't want to rush the reader any--we will go back to Yogi Johnson. But please remember that, while we have gone back to Yogi Johnson, Scripps O'Neil and his wife are on their way to the beanery.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked out across the wet grass and onto the stone wall of the fortifications. I spread a newspaper on the stone and Brett sat down. Across the plain it was dark, and we could see the mountains. The wind was high up and took the clouds across the moon. Below us were the dark pits of the fortifications.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Then live a long time and take care of yourself,\" the old man said. \"What are we eating?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was part of his system of authority. It made him seem older. I noticed his skin. It was clear and smooth and very brown. There was a triangular scar on his cheek-bone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The taxi rounded the statue of the inventor of the semaphore engaged in doing same, and turned up the Boulevard Raspail, and I sat back to let that part of the ride pass. The Boulevard Raspail always made dull riding. It was like a certain stretch on the P. L. M. between Fontainebleau and Montereau that always made me feel bored and dead and dull until it was over. I suppose it is some association of ideas that makes those dead places in a journey. There are other streets in Paris as ugly as the Boulevard Raspail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull saw them and charged. A man shouted from behind one of the boxes and slapped his hat against the planks, and the bull, before he reached the steer, turned, gathered himself and charged where the man had been, trying to reach him behind the planks with a half-dozen quick, searching drives with the right horn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It is my country,\" she said. \"Spezia is my home and Italy is my country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The taxi stopped in front of the Rotonde. No matter what cafe in Montparnasse you ask a taxi-driver to bring you to from the right bank of the river, they always take you to the Rotonde. Ten years from now it will probably be the Dome. It was near enough, anyway. I walked past the sad tables of the Rotonde to the Select.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" I said. \"We ought to pull out on the noon bus for Burguete. They can follow us if they get in to-morrow night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, you won't have no difficulty finding another one,\" Mr. Shaw said. \"You're a likely-looking young feller. But take my advice and take your time. A poor wife ain't much better than no wife at all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I thought maybe white chief was in the war from the way he talked,\" the Indian said. \"Him,\" he raised the head of his sleeping companion up so the last rays of the sunset shone on the sleeping Indian's face, \"he got V. C. Me I got D. S. O. and M. C. with bar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Half an hour later Scripps O'Neil and the elderly waitress returned to the beanery as man and wife. The beanery looked much the same. There was the long counter, the salt cellars, the sugar containers, the catsup bottle, the Worcestershire Sauce bottle. There was the wicket that led into the kitchen. Behind the counter was the relief waitress.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill put the trout in the bag and started for the river, swinging the open bag. He was wet from the waist down and I knew he must have been wading the stream.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then he will turn and swallow it, he thought. He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen. He knew what a huge fish this was and he thought of him moving away in the darkness with the tuna held crosswise in his mouth. At that moment he felt him stop moving but the weight was still there. Then the weight increased and he gave more line.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "LET HARTMAN FEATHER YOUR NEST it had said. It flashed in many different colors. First a pure, dazzling white. That was what Scripps loved best. Then it flashed a lovely green.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We came into Spezia looking for a place to eat. The street was wide and the houses high and yellow. We followed the tram-track into the centre of town. On the walls of the houses were stenciled eye-bugging portraits of Mussolini, with hand-painted \"vivas\", the double V in black paint with drippings of paint down the wall. Side-streets went down to the harbor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I had coffee out on the terrasse with the team manager of one of the big bicycle manufacturers. He said it had been a very pleasant race, and would have been worth watching if Bottechia had not abandoned it at Pamplona. The dust had been bad, but in Spain the roads were better than in France. Bicycle road-racing was the only sport in the world, he said. Had I ever followed the Tour de France?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After all, he did not need to go as far as Chicago. There were other places. What if that critic fellow Henry Mencken had called Chicago the Literary Capital of America? There was Grand Rapids. Once in Grand Rapids, he could start in in the furniture business.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside the shack he leaned the mast against the wall. In the dark he found a water bottle and took a drink. Then he lay down on the bed. He pulled the blanket over his shoulders and then over his back and legs and he slept face down on the newspapers with his arms out straight and the palms of his hands up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Now,\" he said, when his hand had dried, \"I must eat the small tuna. I can reach him with the gaff and eat him here in comfort.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I thought I had paid for everything. Not like the woman pays and pays and pays. No idea of retribution or punishment. Just exchange of values. You gave up something and got something else.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He cannot marry. He cannot marry,\" he said angrily. \"If he is to lose everything, he should not place himself in a position to lose that. He should not place himself in a position to lose. He should find things he cannot lose.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"When I think of the hell I've put chaps through. I'm paying for it all now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It is a strong full-blooded fish,\" he thought. \"I was lucky to get him instead of dolphin. Dolphin is too sweet. This is hardly sweet at all and all the strength is still in it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Damned good chaps,\" Brett said. \"It's all rot to talk about it. Michael and I understand each other.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You talk too damn much,\" Al said. \"The nigger and my bright boy are amused by themselves. I got them tied up like a couple of girl friends in the convent.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The last car passed him and the train went on up the track. Scripps watched the red light at its stern disappearing into the blackness through which the snowflakes now came softly. The bird fluttered inside his shirt. Scripps started along the ties. He wanted to get to Chicago that night, if possible, to start work in the morning.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hello, Jake,\" he said very slowly. \"I'm getting a lit tle sleep. I've want ed a lit tle sleep for a long time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You might introduce your friends,\" Brett said. She had not stopped looking at Pedro Romero. I asked them if they would like to have coffee with us. They both stood up. Romero's face was very brown.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" I said. \"She was a V. A. D. in a hospital I was in during the war.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The barber shop's closed,\" Cohn said. \"It's not open till four.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" says Jack, \"I got the dough for them all right.\" He poured out another drink. The bottle was about empty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They were going to kill Ole Andreson,\" George said. \"They were going to shoot him when he came in to eat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel let the bull drive into the fallen horse, he was in no hurry, the picador was safe; besides, it did a picador like that good to worry. He'd stay on longer next time. Lousy pics! He looked across the sand at Zurito a little way out from the barrera, his horse rigid, waiting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Be a good chap, Jake. Don't tell her anything more about him. Tell her how they beat their old mothers.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel waved back the men with the capes. Stepping back cautiously, they saw his face was white and sweating.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Fancy,\" said Brett. \"Who'd want to? I say, Jake, do we get a drink?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Finally we could not see Genoa. I looked back as we came out and there was only the sea, and below in the bay, a line of beach and fishing-boats and above, on the side of the hill, a town and then capes far down the coast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There are thousands of bulls,\" Brett said. She was not at all nervous now. She looked lovely.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went out the door and into my own room and lay on the bed. The bed went sailing off and I sat up in bed and looked at the wall to make it stop. Outside in the square the fiesta was going on. It did not mean anything. Later Bill and Mike came in to get me to go down and eat with them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Just then he felt a sudden banging and jerking on the line he held with his two hands. It was sharp and hard-feeling and heavy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "His father sat down in a chair beside the oilcloth-covered table. He made a big shadow on the kitchen wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They've stopped over in San Sebastian,\" I said. \"Send their regards to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Hogan went in through the screen door and I sat there on the porch and read the papers. It was just starting to get fall weather and it's nice country there in Jersey, up in the hills, and after I read the paper through I sat there and looked out at the country and the road down below against the woods with cars going along it, lifting the dust up. It was fine weather and pretty nice-looking country. Hogan came to the door and I said, \"Say, Hogan, haven't you got anything to shoot here?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was crying. His voice was funny. He lay there in his white shirt on the bed in the dark. His polo shirt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good. He was terrible. I don't like Cohn, God knows, and I think it was a silly trick for him to go down to San Sebastian, but nobody has any business to talk like Mike.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The waiter uncorked the bottle and poured the glass full, slopping another drink into the saucer. Another waiter had come up in front of the table. The coffee-boy was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Say,\" he called up against the noise of the dam. \"How about putting the wine in that spring up the road?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You boys get along and leave us alone,\" Mr. Borrow. said. He was carving away steadily, his infirm old hands shaking a little between strokes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. They can't hear. Anyway, they sleep like pigs. I'm different,\" he said. \"I'm nervous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's all right,\" Zurito said. \"I won't do it. I was joking.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Won't it be splendid,\" Brett said. \"Spain! We will have fun.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"All right,\" I said. It was just a matter of climbing more stairs. I went on up the stairs carrying my phantom suitcase. I walked down the hall to Cohn's room. The door was shut and I knocked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He would go in and eat. This was what he wanted. He would go in and eat. That sign:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Very. He was really hurt. I told him I wanted to pop out and see you chaps for a minute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll remember it myself,\" Bill said. I saw he was angry and wanted to smooth him down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The elderly waitress looking at Scripps. Scripps looking at the elderly waitress. The drummer reading his paper and occasionally putting a little catsup on his hashed-brown potatoes. The other waitress, Mandy, back of the counter in her freshly starched white apron. The frost on the windows.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The woman standing in the door of the wine-shop looked at us as we passed. She called to some one in the house and three girls came to the window and stared. They were staring at Brett.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We were outside Jack's room. John knocked on the door. There wasn't an answer.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, you're not,\" said the other little man. \"Is he, Al?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do you remember when he used to come to the Terrace? I wanted to take him fishing but I was too timid to ask him. Then I asked you to ask him and you were too timid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "No one was up before noon. We ate at tables set out under the arcade. The town was full of people. We had to wait for a table. After lunch we went over to the Iruna.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How do you feel, Jake?\" Brett asked. \"My God! what a meal you've eaten.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't want to see you,\" Zurito said. \"It makes me nervous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You'd never know it except from the way his face is,\" the woman said. They stood talking just inside the street door. \"He's just as gentle.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What's the mechanics of this place?\" Guy asked. \"Do I have to let her put her arm around my neck?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I introduced them all around and they started to sit down, but there was not enough room, so we all moved over to the big table by the wall to have coffee. Mike ordered a bottle of Fundador and glasses for everybody. There was a lot of drunken talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In front of the ticket-booths out in the square there were two lines of people waiting. They were sitting on chairs or crouched on the ground with blankets and newspapers around them. They were waiting for the wickets to open in the morning to buy tickets for the bull-fight. The night was clearing and the moon was out. Some of the people in the line were sleeping.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bird made the stern of the boat and rested there. Then he flew around the old man's head and rested on the line where he was more comfortable.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Cohn still sat at the table. His face had the sallow, yellow look it got when he was insulted, but somehow he seemed to be enjoying it. The childish, drunken heroics of it. It was his affair with a lady of title.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The first cushions thrown down out of the dark missed him. Then one hit him in the face, his bloody face looking towards the crowd. They were coming down fast. Spotting the sand. Somebody threw an empty champagne bottle from close range.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But in the dark now and no glow showing and no lights and only the wind and the steady pull of the sail he felt that perhaps he was already dead. He put his two hands together and felt the palms. They were not dead and he could bring the pain of life by simply opening and closing them. He leaned his back against the stern and knew he was not dead. His shoulders told him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I had taken six seats for all the fights. Three of them were barreras, the first row at the ring-side, and three were sobrepuertos, seats with wooden backs, half-way up the amphitheatre. Mike thought Brett had best sit high up for her first time, and Cohn wanted to sit with them. Bill and I were going to sit in the barreras, and I gave the extra ticket to a waiter to sell. Bill said something to Cohn about what to do and how to look so he would not mind the horses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm not Mrs. Hirsch\" the woman said. \"She owns the place. I just look after it for her, I'm Mrs. Bell.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Cohn looked up as I went in. His face was white. Why did he sit there? Why did he keep on taking it like that?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man saw the brown fins coming along the wide trail the fish must make in the water. They were not even quartering on the scent. They were headed straight for the skiff swimming side by side.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hail Mary full of Grace the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.\" Then he added, \"Blessed Virgin, pray for the death of this fish.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It was a wonderful time,\" I said. \"I wish you would let me get this.\" I took a note out of my pocket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was only one other person in the room and he was awake too. I listened to him being awake, for a long time. He could not lie as quietly as I could because, perhaps, he had not had so much practice being awake. We were lying on blankets spread over straw and when he moved the straw was noisy, but the silk-worms were not frightened by any noise we made and ate on steadily. There were the noises of night seven kilometers behind the lines outside but they were different from the small noises inside the room in the dark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man settled himself to steer. He did not even watch the big shark sinking slowly in the water, showing first life-size, then small, then tiny. That always fascinated the old man. But he did not even watch it now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Do you believe the great DiMaggio would stay with a fish as long as I will stay with this one? he thought. I am sure he would and more since he is young and strong. Also his father was a fisherman. But would the bone spur hurt him too much?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Fish,\" the old man said. \"Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to kill me too?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He seems to be going anyway,\" Guy said. The young man handed in a parcel through the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You ought to dream,\" Bill said. \"All our biggest business men have been dreamers. Look at Ford. Look at President Coolidge. Look at Rockefeller.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We started off. I looked back as Mike stumbled up the stairs and saw Cohn putting his glasses on again. Bill was sitting at the table pouring another glass of Fundador. Brett was sitting looking straight ahead at nothing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't read letters,\" Mike said. \"Funny, isn't it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As I went down-stairs I heard Bill singing, \"Irony and Pity. When you're feeling . . . Oh, Give them Irony and Give them Pity.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They were not in the crowd. We waited till everybody had gone through and out of the station and gotten into buses, or taken cabs, or were walking with their friends or relatives through the dark into the town.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was a beech wood and the trees were very old. Their roots bulked above the ground and the branches were twisted. We walked on the road between the thick trunks of the old beeches and the sunlight came through the leaves in light patches on the grass. The trees were big, and the foliage was thick but it was not gloomy. There was no undergrowth, only the smooth grass, very green and fresh, and the big gray trees well spaced as though it were a park.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"My God! he's a lovely boy,\" Brett said. \"And how I would love to see him get into those clothes. He must use a shoe-horn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Mean everything in the world to you after you bought it. Simple exchange of values. You give them money. They give you a stuffed dog.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Through the window we saw them, all three arm in arm, going toward the cafe. Rockets were going up in the square.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I found some ash-trays and spread them around. The chauffeur came up with a bucket full of salted ice. \"Put two bottles in it, Henry,\" the count called.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The three of us, Jack Brennan, Soldier Bartlett, and I, were in Handley's. There were a couple of broads sitting at the next table to us. They had been drinking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There's a certain quality about her, a certain fineness. She seems to be absolutely fine and straight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I know how you feel. But it isn't right. You ought to get out and stay out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Finally, after a couple more false klaxons, the bus started, and Robert Cohn waved good-by to us, and all the Basques waved good-by to him. As soon as we started out on the road outside of town it was cool. It felt nice riding high up and close under the trees. The bus went quite fast and made a good breeze, and as we went out along the road with the dust powdering the trees and down the hill, we had a fine view, back through the trees, of the town rising up from the bluff above the river. The Basque lying against my knees pointed out the view with the neck of the wine-bottle, and winked at us.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That same morning I wrote Cohn from the office that Bill and I would leave Paris on the 25th unless I wired him otherwise, and would meet him at Bayonne, where we could get a bus over the mountains to Pamplona. The same evening about seven o'clock I stopped in at the Select to see Michael and Brett. They were not there, and I went over to the Dingo. They were inside sitting at the bar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi Johnson was not listening. Something had broken inside of him. Something had snapped as the squaw came into the room. He had a new feeling. A feeling he thought had been lost for ever.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The fish moved steadily and they travelled slowly on the calm water. The other baits were still in the water but there was nothing to be done.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps coming down the street with a crowd of excited workmen. Men stirred by the spring. Scripps swinging his lunch-bucket. Scripps waving good-by to the workmen, who trooped one by one into what had formerly been a saloon. Scripps not looking up at the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good night, Jake. Good night, darling. I won't see you again.\" We kissed standing at the door. She pushed me away. We kissed again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went out into the street again and took a look at the cathedral. Cohn made some remark about it being a very good example of something or other, I forget what. It seemed like a nice cathedral, nice and dim, like Spanish churches. Then we went up past the old fort and out to the local Syndicat d'Initiative office, where the bus was supposed to start from. There they told us the bus service did not start until the 1st of July.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Look at that bunch of camels,\" the tall waiter went on. \"Did you ever see this Nacional II?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy did not go down. He had been there before and one of the fishermen was looking after the skiff for him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I knew a girl in Mancelona,\" the telegrapher said. \"Maybe you knew her. Ethel Enright.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel stepped out on the hard sand as the bull banged into the fence. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Zurito sitting the white horse close to the barrera, about a quarter of the way around the ring to the left. Manuel held the cape close in front of him, a fold in each hand, and shouted at the bull. \"Huh! Huh!\" the bull turned, seemed to brace against the fence as he charged in a scramble, driving into the cape as Manuel side-stepped, pivoted on his heels with the charge of the bull, and swung the cape just ahead of the horns.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It wouldn't be any good. I'll go if you like. But I couldn't live quietly in the country. Not with my own true love.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"A hell of a lot he cares,\" the tall waiter said. Manuel had not seen him before. He must have just come up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Night in Petoskey. Long past midnight. Inside the beanery a light burning. The town asleep under the Northern moon. To the North the tracks of the G. R. & I.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He walked out and up the street. I watched him crossing the street through the taxis, small, heavy, slowly sure of himself in the traffic.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Before it was really light he had his baits out and was drifting with the current. One bait was down forty fathoms. The second was at seventy-five and the third and fourth were down in the blue water at one hundred and one hundred and twenty-five fathoms. Each bait hung head down with the shank of the hook inside the bait fish, tied and sewed solid and all the projecting part of the hook, the curve and the point, was covered with fresh sardines. Each sardine was hooked through both eyes so that they made a half-garland on the projecting steel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He ruined Cohn,\" Mike said. \"You know I don't think Cohn will ever want to knock people about again.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Will those last ones fight as well as the first?\" Robert Cohn asked. \"They seemed to quiet down awfully fast.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You've got the world here all right,\" Bill said to Madame Lecomte. She raised her hand. \"Oh, my God!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The beer came. Brett started to lift the glass mug and her hand shook. She saw it and smiled, and leaned forward and took a long sip.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "out from under the stern. He put one of his feet on the fish and slit him quickly from the vent up to the tip of his lower jaw. Then he put his knife down and gutted him with his right hand, scooping him clean and pulling the gills clear. He felt the maw heavy and slippery in his hands and he slit it open. There were two flying fish inside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He got both arms and both legs shot off at Ypres,\" the big Indian said in an aside to Yogi. \"Him very sensitive.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy who brought us up pulled up the curtains and brought in our bags. Jack didn't make any move, so I gave the boy a quarter. We washed up and Jack said we better go out and get something to eat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Back in the stern he turned so that his left hand held the strain of the line across his shoulders and drew his knife from its sheath with his right hand. The stars were bright now and he saw the dolphin clearly and he pushed the blade of his knife into his head and drew him", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, that's the way it's done in the very best families. Robert's sending me. He's going to give me two hundred pounds and then I'm going to visit friends. Won't it be lovely? The friends don't know about it, yet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Tell him all about your bull-fighter,\" Mike said. \"Oh, to hell with your bull-fighter!\" He tipped the table so that all the beers and the dish of shrimps went over in a crash.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's all in the bill,\" he said. \"Hogan charged me for the rubbing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Robert Cohn was a member, through his father, of one of the richest Jewish families in New York, and through his mother of one of the oldest. At the military school where he prepped for Princeton, and played a very good end on the football team, no one had made him race-conscious. No one had ever made him feel he was a Jew, and hence any different from anybody else, until he went to Princeton. He was a nice boy, a friendly boy, and very shy, and it made him bitter. He took it out in boxing, and he came out of Princeton with painful self-consciousness and the flattened nose, and was married by the first girl who was nice to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I had different ways of occupying myself while I lay awake. I would think of a trout stream I had fished along when I was a boy; and fish its whole length very carefully in my mind; fishing very carefully under all the logs, all the turns of the bank, the deep holes and the clear shallow stretches, sometimes catching trout and sometimes losing them. I would stop fishing at noon to eat my lunch; sometimes on a log over the stream; sometimes on a high bank under a tree, and I always ate my lunch very slowly and watched the stream below me while I ate. Often I ran out of bait because I would take only ten worms with me in a tobacco tin when I started. When I had used them all I had to find more worms, and sometimes it was very difficult digging in the bank of the stream where the cedar trees kept out the sun and there was no grass but only the bare moist earth and often I could find no worms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But the fish kept on circling slowly and the old man was wet with sweat and tired deep into his bones two hours later. But the circles were much shorter now and from the way the line slanted he could tell the fish had risen steadily while he swam.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito sat there, his feet in the box-stirrups, his great legs in the buckskin-covered armor gripping the horse, the reins in his left hand, the long pic held in his right hand, his broad hat well down over his eyes to shade them from the lights, watching the distant door of the toril. His horse's ears quivered. Zurito patted him with his left hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Marcial had a big day. They were still applauding him when Romero's last bull came in. It was the bull that had sprinted out and killed the man in the morning running.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He could not see the green of the shore now but only the tops of the blue hills that showed white as though they were snow-capped and the clouds that looked like high snow mountains above them. The sea was very dark and the light made prisms in the water. The myriad flecks of the plankton were annulled now by the high sun and it was only the great deep prisms in the blue water that the old man saw now with his lines going straight down into the water that was a mile deep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I shouldn't have gone out so far, fish,\" he said. \"Neither for you nor for me. I'm sorry, fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's enjoy a little more of this,\" Brett pushed her glass forward. The count poured very carefully. \"There, my dear. Now you enjoy that slowly, and then you can get drunk.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't you think it,\" Joe said. \"You better watch out to keep Prudie, Nick.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"My God! What that might have led to!\" Scripps O'Neil mopped his forehead with a napkin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Mr. Borrow, over there in the corner, made the Peerless Pounder all himself by hand,\" Yogi said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After lunch I went up to my room, read a while, and went to sleep. When I woke it was half past four. I found my swimming-suit, wrapped it with a comb in a towel, and went down-stairs and walked up the street to the Concha. The tide was about half-way out. The beach was smooth and firm, and the sand yellow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps went out again into the town. He felt clearheaded and ready to face life. A pump-factory would be interesting. Pumps were big things now. Fortunes were made and lost in pumps every day in New York in Wall Street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went back to my room and packed up to go to town. About nine-thirty I heard Jack getting up in the next room. When I heard him go downstairs I went down after him. Jack was sitting at the breakfast table. Hogan had come in and was standing beside the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Up at the hotel Jack took off his shoes and his coat and lay down for a while. I wrote a letter. I looked over a couple of times and Jack wasn't sleeping. He was lying perfectly still but every once in a while his eyes would open. Finally he sits up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No.\" Yogi felt all in. Was this the end? A beanery. Well, a beanery as well as any other place. But a beanery.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen to him. I'm going to England. I'm going to visit friends. Ever visit friends that didn't want you? Oh, they'll have to take me, all right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The girl came in with the coffee and buttered toast. Or, rather, it was bread toasted and buttered.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I was just kidding him,\" he said. We were waiting on the platform. \"He can't pull that stuff with me, Jerry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps knew it. Ah, these drummers know a thing or two. Going up and down over the face of this great America of ours. These drummers kept their eyes open. They were no fools.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps fell to on the large plate of beans. There was a little pork, too. The bird was eating happily, raising its head after each swallow to let the beans go down.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Cafe Select,\" I told the driver. \"Boulevard Montparnasse.\" We drove straight down, turning around the Lion de Belfort that guards the passing Montrouge trams. Brett looked straight ahead. On the Boulevard Raspail, with the lights of Montparnasse in sight, Brett said: \"Would you mind very much if I asked you to do something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She knows,\" Jack said. \"She knows all right. She knows. You bet she knows.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Globos illuminados,\" Mike said. \"A collection of globos illuminados. That's what the paper said.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The warm wind blows. Inside the Indians strange longings were stirring. They knew what they wanted. Spring at last was coming to the frozen little Northern town. The two Indians hurried along the track.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Heap chinook,\" the tall Indian says. They hurry on toward town. The moon is blurred now by clouds carried by the warm chinook wind that is blowing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Yogi. \"Put up your gun. I'm not afraid of your gun.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was rowing steadily and it was no effort for him since he kept well within his speed and the surface of the ocean was flat except for the occasional swirls of the current. He was letting the current do a third of the work and as it started to be light he saw he was already further out than he had hoped to be at this hour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "So Soldier went off on that train to town that same morning. I went with him to the train. He was good and sore.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was good and drunk. He was looking at me steady. His eyes were sort of too steady.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "What I will do if he decides to go down, I don't know. What I'll do if he sounds and dies I don't know. But I'll do something. There are plenty of things I can do.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The driver helped us down with the bags. There was a crowd of kids watching the car, and the square was hot, and the trees were green, and the flags hung on their staffs, and it was good to get out of the sun and under the shade of the arcade that runs all the way around the square. Montoya was glad to see us, and shook hands and gave us good rooms looking out on the square, and then we washed and cleaned up and went down-stairs in the dining-room for lunch. The driver stayed for lunch, too, and afterward we paid him and he started back to Bayonne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi was not haunted by men he had killed. He knew he had killed five men. Probably he had killed more. He didn't believe men you killed haunted you. Not if you had been two years at the front.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You can take it or leave it,\" Retana said. He leaned forward over the papers. He was no longer interested. The appeal that Manuel had made to him for a moment when he thought of the old days was gone. He would like to get him to substitute for Larita because he could get him cheaply.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The fiesta was solid and unbroken, but the motor-cars and tourist-cars made little islands of onlookers. When the cars emptied, the onlookers were absorbed into the crowd. You did not see them again except as sport clothes, odd-looking at a table among the closely packed peasants in black smocks. The fiesta absorbed even the Biarritz English so that you did not see them unless you passed close to a table. All the time there was music in the street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When the sun had risen further the old man realized that the fish was not tiring. There was only one favorable sign. The slant of the line showed he was swimming at a lesser depth. That did not necessarily mean that he would jump. But he might.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said Nick. \"He's in his room and he won't go out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "A small bird came toward the skiff from the north. He was a warbler and flying very low over the water. The old man could see that he was very tired.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We didn't know where you were. We went to your room but it was locked.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel, leaning against the barrera, watching the bull, waved his hand and the gypsy ran out, trailing his cape. The bull, in full gallop, pivoted and charged the cape, his head down, his tail rising. The gypsy moved in a zigzag and as he passed, the bull caught sight of him and abandoned the cape to charge the man. The gyp sprinted and vaulted the red fence of the barrera as the bull struck it with his horns. He tossed into it twice with his horns, banging into the wood blindly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" said Al. \"I don't know what I want to eat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "One morning I went down to breakfast and the Englishman, Harris, was already at the table. He was reading the paper through spectacles. He looked up and smiled.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I killed him in self-defense,\" the old man said aloud. \"And I killed him well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How much do I get?\" Manuel asked. He was still playing with the idea of refusing. But he knew he could not refuse.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The pasta asciutta was good; the wine tasted of alum, and we poured water in it. Afterwards the waiter brought beef steak and fried potatoes. A man and a woman sat at the far end of the restaurant. He was middle-aged and she was young and wore black. All during the meal she would blow out her breath in the cold damp air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We are man and wife now,\" she said kindly. \"We have just been married. What would you like to eat for supper, Scripps, dear?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen. I'll pic for you and if you don't go big tomorrow night, you'll quit. See? Will you do that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps stood beside the track, and the long black segments of the train clicked by him in the snow. All the cars were Pullmans. The blinds were down. Light came in thin slits from the bottom of the dark windows as the cars went by. The train did not roar by as it might have if it had been going in the other direction, because it was climbing the Boyne Falls grade.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The two matadors stood together in front of their three peones, their capes furled over their left arms in the same fashion. Manuel was thinking about the three lads in back of him. They were all three Madrilenos, like Hernandez, boys about nineteen. One of them, a gypsy, serious, aloof, and dark-faced, he liked the look of. He turned.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The major came very regularly to the hospital. i do not think he ever missed a day, although I am sure he did not believe in the machines. There was a time when none of us believed in the machines, and one day the major said it was all nonsense. The machines were new then and it was we who were to prove them. It was an idiotic idea, he said, \"a theory, like another\".", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In his own bulls he was perfect. His first bull did not see well. After the first two passes with the cape Romero knew exactly how bad the vision was impaired. He worked accordingly. It was not brilliant bull-fighting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I gave Brett what for, you know. I said if she would go about with Jews and bull-fighters and such people, she must expect trouble.\" He leaned forward. \"I say, Jake, do you mind if I drink that bottle of yours? She'll bring you another one.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Were you really? That must have been lovely. I had no idea, of course, that she'd fall in love with him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"My God!\" said Bill. \"It can't be this cold to-morrow. I'm not going to wade a stream in this weather.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"This is where it's good,\" the innkeeper said. \"Listen to this. Go on Franz.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But, he thought, I keep them with precision. Only I have no luck any more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm all right, boss,\" Bruce said. \"It's just that when I see something funny I just have to laff. You know I don' mean no harm, boss.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, no,\" said Krum. \"I can't say I've played any this year. I've tried to get away, but Sundays it's always rained, and the courts are so damned crowded.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It left at nine this morning. There is a slow train at eleven, and the Sud Express at ten to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Robert Cohn stood in the shade of the arcade waiting for us start. A Basque with a big leather wine-bag in his lap lay across the top of the bus in front of our seat, leaning back against our legs. He offered the wine-skin to Bill and to me, and when I tipped it up to drink he imitated the sound of a klaxon motor-horn so well and so suddenly that I spilled some of the wine, and everybody laughed. He apologized and made me take another drink. He made the klaxon again a little later, and it fooled me the second time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I heard him roll in his blankets on the straw and then he was very quiet and I listened to him breathing regularly. Then he started to snore. I listened to him snore for a long time and then I stopped listening to him snore and listened to the silk-worms eating. They ate steadily, making a dropping in the leaves. I had a new thing to think about and I lay in the dark with my eyes open and thought of all the girls I had ever known and what kind of wives they would make.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're not important,\" Bill said. \"After a while you never notice anything disgusting.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"As you wish, dear,\" Diana said. Then her voice broke. \"I wish--oh, I wish you'd never seen that place!\" She wiped away her tears. Scripps had not even seen them. \"I'll bring the bird, dear,\" Diana said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You could have come over ten years ago, if you'd wanted to,\" the wife said. \"What you always said was: 'See America first!' I will say we've seen a good deal, take it one way and another.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen, Jake,\" he leaned forward on the bar. \"Don't you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you're not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you've lived nearly half the time you have to live already?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The ocean is very big and a skiff is small and hard to see,\" the old man said. He noticed how pleasant it was to have someone to talk to instead of speaking only to himself and to the sea. \"I missed you,\" he said. \"What did you catch?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We came around a curve into a town, and on both sides opened out a sudden green valley. A stream went through the centre of the town and fields of grapes touched the houses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I may not be as strong as I think,\" the old man said. \"But I know many tricks and I have resolution.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We were standing under the arcade at the door of the hotel. They were carrying tables out and setting them up under the arcade.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy went out. They had eaten with no light on the table and the old man took off his trousers and went to bed in the dark. He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside them. He rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old newspapers that covered the springs of the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Doesn't get us a table, though,\" Bill said. \"Grand woman, though.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" I lied. I had read the accounts of his two appearances in Madrid in the bull-fight papers, so I was all right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man went out the door and the boy came after him. He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, \"I am sorry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll go with you and I'll stay with you all the time. They just let the air in and then it's all perfectly natural.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I can do nothing with him and he can do nothing with me, he thought. Not as long as he keeps this up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What did you say to him?\" I was lying with my face away from her. I did not want to see her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Very good,\" I said. I was nervous about Mike. I did not think he had slept. He must have been drinking all the time, but he seemed to be under control.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We'll go up to my hotel. It's all right. It's quite nice.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll be back when I have the sardines. I'll keep yours and mine together on ice and we can share them in the morning. When I come back you can tell me about the baseball.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill sat down, opened up his bag, laid a big trout on the grass. He took out three more, each one a little bigger than the last, and laid them side by side in the shade from the tree. His face was sweaty and happy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" he said. \"Yes,\" and shipped his oars without bumping the boat. He reached out for the line and held it softly between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand. He felt no strain nor weight and he held the line lightly. Then it came again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was dark now as it becomes dark quickly after the sun sets in September. He lay against the worn wood of the bow and rested all that he could. The first stars were out. He did not know the name of Rigel but he saw it and knew soon they would all be out and he would have all his distant friends.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "1st Soldier--Aw, hell, you don't know anything about it. Ask George there. Did he want to come down off the cross, George?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll love it. I love it now but I just can't think about it. You know how I get when I worry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I guess he's all right,\" I said. \"I just can't read him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's get a car and all go as far as Bayonne. You can get the train up from there to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We'll see. I don't like to drive this coast at night.\" It was early afternoon and the sun was out. Below, the sea was blue with whitecaps running towards Savona. Back beyond the cape the brown and blue waters joined. Out ahead of us, a tramp steamer was going up the coast.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen, Robert, going to another country doesn't make any difference. I've tried all that. You can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There's nothing to that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Think about something cheerful, old man,\" he said. \"Every minute now you are closer to home. You sail lighter for the loss of forty pounds.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do come, Scripps, dear,\" Diana said softly. \"There's a wonderful editorial in it by Mencken about chiropractors.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I want it,\" the boy said. \"Now we must make our plans about the other things.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He kneeled against the bow and, for a moment, slipped the line over his back again. I'll rest now while he goes out on the circle and then stand up and work on him when he comes in, he decided.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The man who had been gored lay face down in the trampled mud. People climbed over the fence, and I could not see the man because the crowd was so thick around him. From inside the ring came the shouts. Each shout meant a charge by some bull into the crowd. You could tell by the degree of intensity in the shout how bad a thing it was that was happening.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In a back room Robert Cohn was sleeping quietly on some wine-casks. It was almost too dark to see his face. They had covered him with a coat and another coat was folded under his head. Around his neck and on his chest was a big wreath of twisted garlics.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps had often watched the sign for hours while his mother slept wrapped in an old shawl on what is now probably the Blackstone Hotel. The sign had made a great impression on him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "2nd Soldier--What's the use? This stuff don't get you anywhere. Come on, let's go.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's all right,\" I said. \"I don't give a damn any more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Pernod is greenish imitation absinthe. When you add water it turns milky. It tastes like licorice and it has a good uplift, but it drops you just as far. We sat and drank it, and the girl looked sullen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill rubbed his forehead. \"Remarkable thing,\" he said. \"Don't know how it happened. Suddenly it happened.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Tears came into Scripps's eyes. Something stirred inside him again. He reached forward to take the elderly waitress's hand, and with quiet dignity she laid it within his own. \"You are my woman,\" he said. Tears came into her eyes, too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The next day Pedro Romero did not fight. It was Miura bulls, and a very bad bull-fight. The next day there was no bull-fight scheduled. But all day and all night the fiesta kept on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "William Campbell had hoped to hold a slight lead over the burlesque show until they reached the Pacific coast. As long as he preceded the burlesque show as advance man he was being paid. When the burlesque show caught up with him he was in bed. He was in bed when the manager of the burlesque troupe came into his room and after the manager had gone out he decided that he might as well stay in bed. It was very cold in Kansas City and he was in no hurry to go out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't worry,\" Brett said. \"I've never let you down, have I?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Hernandez ran sideways, taking the bull out and away with the cape, toward the other picador. He fixed him with a swing of the cape, squarely facing the horse and rider, and stepped back. As the bull saw the horse he charged. The picador's lance slid along his back, and as the shock of the charge lifted the horse, the picador was already half-way out of the saddle, lifting his right leg clear as he missed with the lance and falling to the left side to keep the horse between him and the bull. The horse, lifted and gored, crashed over with the bull driving into him, the picador gave a shove with his boots against the horse and lay clear, waiting to be lifted and hauled away and put on his feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I carved it direct from the steel with this knife.\" Mr. Borrow held up a short-bladed, razorlike-looking knife. \"Took me eighteen months to get it right.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "During the morning I usually sat in the cafe and read the Madrid papers and then walked in the town or out into the country. Sometimes Bill went along. Sometimes he wrote in his room. Robert Cohn spent the mornings studying Spanish or trying to get a shave at the barber-shop. Brett and Mike never got up until noon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We rode down in the elevator and went out through the lobby, and got in a taxi and rode around to the Garden. It was raining hard but there was a lot of people outside on the streets. The Garden was sold out. As we came in on our way to the dressing-room I saw how full it was. It looked like half a mile down to the ring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's a remarkable place,\" Harris said, when we came out. \"But you know I'm not much on those sort of places.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No?\" the old man said and he drove the blade between the vertebrae and the brain. It was an easy shot now and he felt the cartilage sever. The old man reversed the oar and put the blade between the shark's jaws to open them. He twisted the blade and as the shark slid loose he said, \"Go on, galano.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Cohn looked relieved. I was not kicked again. I said good-night and went out. Cohn said he wanted to buy a paper and would walk to the corner with me. \"For God's sake,\" he said, \"why did you say that about that girl in Strasbourg for?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The major, who had been the great fencer, did not believe in bravery, and spent much time while we sat in the machines correcting my grammar. He had complimented me on how I spoke Italian, and we talked together very easily. One day I had said that Italian seemed such an easy language to me that I could not take a great interest in it; everything was so easy to say. \"Ah, yes,\" the major said. \"Why, then, do you not take up the use of grammar?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I am anxious to see it,\" the critic said. \"I would like to be convinced.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, don't come up,\" she said at the hotel. She had rung and the door was unlatched.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked arm in arm down the side street away from the crowd and the lights of the square. The street was dark and wet, and we walked along it to the fortifications at the edge of town. We passed wine-shops with light coming out from their doors onto the black, wet street, and sudden bursts of music.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked back down the road from Roncesvalles with Harris between us. We had lunch at the inn and Harris went with us to the bus. He gave us his card, with his address in London and his club and his business address, and as we got on the bus he handed us each an envelope. I opened mine and there were a dozen flies in it. Harris had tied them himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Then Cohn broke down and cried, and wanted to shake hands with the bull-fighter fellow. He wanted to shake hands with Brett, too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, go to hell, Cohn,\" Mike called from the table. \"Brett's gone off with the bull-fighter chap. They're on their honeymoon.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let us take the stuff home,\" the boy said. \"So I can get the cast net and go after the sardines.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That winter Robert Cohn went over to America with his novel, and it was accepted by a fairly good publisher. His going made an awful row I heard, and I think that was where Frances lost him, because several women were nice to him in New York, and when he came back he was quite changed. He was more enthusiastic about America than ever, and he was not so simple, and he was not so nice. The publishers had praised his novel pretty highly and it rather went to his head. Then several women had put themselves out to be nice to him, and his horizons had all shifted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He knelt down and found the tuna under the stern with the gaff and drew it toward him keeping it clear of the coiled lines. Holding the line with his left shoulder again, and bracing on his left hand and arm, he took the tuna off the gaff hook and put the gaff back in place. He put one knee on the fish and cut strips of dark red meat longitudinally from the back of the head to the tail. They were wedge-shaped strips and he cut them from next to the back bone down to the edge of the belly. When he had cut six strips he spread them out on the wood of the bow, wiped his knife on his trousers, and lifted the carcass of the bonito by the tail and dropped it overboard.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She wouldn't like it. That isn't the sort of thing she likes. She likes a lot of people around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" Yogi said. \"I don't know at all.\" Was this what they had fought the war for? Was this what it was all about? It looked like it. Yogi standing under the street light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Went back to Cologne. Lives there. Married. Got a family. Going to write me a letter and send me the money I loaned him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Several times during the bull-fight I looked up at Mike and Brett and Cohn, with the glasses. They seemed to be all right. Brett did not look upset. All three were leaning forward on the concrete railing in front of them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It seems the bull-fighter fellow was sitting on the bed. He'd been knocked down about fifteen times, and he wanted to fight some more. Brett held him and wouldn't let him get up. He was weak, but Brett couldn't hold him, and he got up. Then Cohn said he wouldn't hit him again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps O'Neil stood outside the Mancelona High School looking up at the lighted windows. It was dark and the snow was falling. It had been falling ever since Scripps could remember. A passer-by stopped and stared at Scripps. After all, what was this man to him?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I had a lovely dream,\" Bill said. \"I don't remember what it was about, but it was a lovely dream.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was a light in the concierge's room and I knocked on the door and she gave me my mail. I wished her good night and went up-stairs. There were two letters and some papers. I looked at them under the gas-light in the dining-room. The letters were from the States.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"One more,\" Brett said, \"and I must run. Do send the waiter for a taxi.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was on the offensive again. His heaviness was gone. Manuel noted the fresh blood shining down the black shoulder and dripping down the bull's leg. He drew the sword out of the muleta and held it in his right hand. The muleta held low down in his left hand, leaning toward the left, he called to the bull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We passed through a town and stopped in front of the posada, and the driver took on several packages. Then we started on again, and outside the town the road commenced to mount. We were going through farming country with rocky hills that sloped down into the fields. The grain-fields went up the hillsides. Now as we went higher there was a wind blowing the grain.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man drank his coffee slowly. It was all he would have all day and he knew that he should take it. For a long time now eating had bored him and he never carried a lunch. He had a bottle of water in the bow of the skiff and that was all he needed for the day.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We turned to the right off the Place Contrescarpe, walking along smooth narrow streets with high old houses on both sides. Some of the houses jutted out toward the street. Others were cut back. We came onto the Rue du Pot de Fer and followed it along until it brought us to the rigid north and south of the Rue Saint Jacques and then walked south, past Val de Grace, set back behind the courtyard and the iron fence, to the Boulevard du Port Royal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I explained to them that I would be back. Outside in the street I went down the street looking for the shop that made leather wine-bottles. The crowd was packed on the sidewalks and many of the shops were shuttered, and I could not find it. I walked as far as the church, looking on both sides of the street. Then I asked a man and he took me by the arm and led me to it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was yellow weed on the line but the old man knew that only made an added drag and he was pleased. It was the yellow Gulf weed that had made so much phosphorescence in the night.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Just as you wish,\" he said. \"I will have it put on the bill.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "All right, you bastard! Manuel drew the sword out of the muleta, sighted with the same movement, and flung himself onto the bull. He felt the sword go in all the way. Right up to the guard. Four fingers and his thumb into the bull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't talk like a fool,\" I said. \"Besides, what happened to me is supposed to be funny. I never think about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We leaned on the wooden rail of the bridge and looked up the river to the lights of the big bridges. Below the water was smooth and black. It made no sound against the piles of the bridge. A man and a girl passed us. They were walking with their arms around each other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went around to the Garden to weigh-in after lunch. The match was made at a hundred forty-seven pounds at three o'clock. Jack stepped on the scales with a towel around him. The bar didn't move. Walcott had just weighed and was standing with a lot of people around him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was a fish to keep a man all winter, he thought. Don't think of that. Just rest and try to get your hands in shape to defend what is left of him. The blood smell from my hands means nothing now with all that scent in the water. Besides they do not bleed much.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito spoke to two of the other lads of the cuadrilla and they ran out to stand back of Manuel with their capes. There were four men back of him now. Hernandez had followed him since he first came out with the muleta. Fuentes stood watching, his cape held against his body, tall in repose, watching lazy-eyed. Now the two came up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We all shook hands. We waved from the car to Mike. He stood in the road watching. We got to Bayonne just before the train left. A porter carried Bill's bags in from the consigne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"So long, bright boy,\" he said to George. \"You got a lot of luck.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "While I dressed I heard Brett put down glasses and then a siphon, and then heard them talking. I dressed slowly, sitting on the bed. I felt tired and pretty rotten. Brett came in the room, a glass in her hand, and sat on the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Say, there's plenty of Americans on this train,\" the husband said. \"They've got seven cars of them from Dayton, Ohio. They've been on a pilgrimage to Rome, and now they're going down to Biarritz and Lourdes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He finally loaned me one hundred francs--not a great sum even in those days--and I came to America and became a waitress. That's all there is to the story.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What did I tell you?\" the tall waiter said. \"Those are Retana's boys.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now it is over, he thought. They will probably hit me again. But what can a man do against them in the dark without a weapon?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"So long, Jake,\" he said. \"You'll shake hands, won't you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "OUTSIDE, the snow was higher than the window. The sunlight came in through the window and shone on a map on the pine-board wall of the hut. The sun was high and the light came in over the top of the snow. A trench had been cut along the open side of the hut, and each clear day the sun, shining on the wall, reflected heat against the snow and widened the trench. It was late March.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Three Roman soldiers are in a drinking place at eleven o'clock at night. There are barrels around the wall. Behind the wooden counter is a Hebrew wine-seller. The three Roman soldiers are a little cock-eyed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He looks like Villalta,\" Romero said, looking at Bill. \"Rafael, doesn't he look like Villalta?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What I thought was a very beautiful thing happened to me in Paris,\" Yogi began. \"You Indians know Paris? Good. Well, it turned out to be the ugliest thing that ever happened to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The referee grabbed Walcott. Jack stepped forward. If he went down there went fifty thousand bucks. He walked as though all his insides were going to fall out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "AFTER one Fourth of July, Nick, driving home late from town in the big wagon with Joe Garner and his family, passed nine drunken Indians along the road. He remembered there were nine because Joe Garner, driving along in the dusk, pulled up the horses, jumped down into the road, and dragged an Indian out of the wheel rut. The Indian had been asleep, face down in the sand. Joe dragged him into the bushes and got back up on the wagon-box.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You got to get all right. A man can't get along that don't sleep. Do you worry about anything? You got anything on your mind?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What was the matter with James?\" asked the drummer. \"Wasn't America good enough for him?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't mean for you to pay it,\" Jack says. \"I just want to get my money's worth.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull did not insist under the iron. He did not really want to get at the horse. He turned and the group broke apart and Romero was taking him out with his cape. He took him out softly and smoothly, and then stopped and, standing squarely in front of the bull, offered him the cape. The bull's tail went up and he charged, and Romero moved his arms ahead of the bull, wheeling, his feet firmed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The breeze was fresh now and he sailed on well. He watched only the forward part of the fish and some of his hope returned.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't like to substitute for anybody,\" Manuel said. That was the way they all got killed. That was the way Salvador got killed. He tapped with his knuckles on the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Up-stairs in the office I read the French morning papers, smoked, and then sat at the typewriter and got off a good morning's work. At eleven o'clock I went over to the Quai d'Orsay in a taxi and went in and sat with about a dozen correspondents, while the foreign-office mouthpiece, a young Nouvelle Revue Francaise diplomat in horn-rimmed spectacles, talked and answered questions for half an hour. The President of the Council was in Lyons making a speech, or, rather he was on his way back. Several people asked questions to hear themselves talk and there were a couple of questions asked by news service men who wanted to know the answers. There was no news.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Montoya knocked on the door and opened it. It was a gloomy room with a little light coming in from the window on the narrow street. There were two beds separated by a monastic partition. The electric light was on. The boy stood very straight and unsmiling in his bull-fighting clothes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He had married on the rebound from the rotten time he had in college, and Frances took him on the rebound from his discovery that he had not been everything to his first wife. He was not in love yet but he realized that he was an attractive quantity to women, and that the fact of a woman caring for him and wanting to live with him was not simply a divine miracle. This changed him so that he was not so pleasant to have around. Also, playing for higher stakes than he could afford in some rather steep bridge games with his New York connections, he had held cards and won several hundred dollars. It made him rather vain of his bridge game, and he talked several times of how a man could always make a living at bridge if he were ever forced to.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "No one should be alone in their old age, he thought. But it is unavoidable. I must remember to eat the tuna before he spoils in order to keep strong. Remember, no matter how little you want to, that you must eat him in the morning. Remember, he said to himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Suddenly Diana straightened up. She had one last request to make. One thing she would ask him. Only one. He might refuse her.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No money. Money hasn't come,\" he paused. \"I tell you it's strange, Jake. When I'm like this I just want to be alone. I want to stay in my own room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You must come, Jake. We're all going,\" Frances said from the end of the table. She was tall and had a smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "During the night two porpoise came around the boat and he could hear them rolling and blowing. He could tell the difference between the blowing noise the male made and the sighing blow of the female.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" he said. \"I'm going up the street and eat. See you later, Jake.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't talk to him,\" Brett said. \"Mike must have been in bad shape,\" she said on the stairs. We passed Montoya on the stairs. He bowed and did not smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We drank three bottles of the champagne and the count left the basket in my kitchen. We dined at a restaurant in the Bois. It was a good dinner. Food had an excellent place in the count's values. So did wine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There's a place down the street,\" I said. \"I'll go get a couple.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's taken it,\" he said. \"Now I'll let him eat it well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I read about it in the papers,\" Retana said. He leaned back in the chair and looked at Manuel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Montoya could forgive anything of a bull-fighter who had aficion. He could forgive attacks of nerves, panic, bad unexplainable actions, all sorts of lapses. For one who had aficion he could forgive anything. At once he forgave me all my friends. Without his ever saying anything they were simply a little something shameful between us, like the spilling open of the horses in bull-fighting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We have our careers,\" Brett said. \"Come on. Let's get out of this.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "War hadn't been that way to Yogi, he told the Indians. War had been to him like football. American football. What they play at the colleges. Carlisle Indian School.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Quite a girl,\" Bill said. \"She's damned nice. Who's Michael?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Mr. Barnes,\" the count poured my glass full. \"She is the only lady I have ever known who was as charming when she was drunk as when she was sober.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's enough,\" I said. \"Or you'll have to make a book and give me some of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "His eyes watched Fuentes, now standing still. Now he leaned back, calling to him. Fuentes twitched the two banderillos and the light on the steel points caught the bull's eye.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Where will we have lunch?\" I asked Brett. The bar was cool. You could feel the heat outside through the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps followed this man, who showed him through the pump-factory. It was dark but warm inside the pump-factory. Men naked to the waist took the pumps in huge tongs as they came trundling by on an endless chain, culling out the misfits and placing the perfect pumps on another endless chain that carried them up into the cooling room. Other men, Indians for the most part, wearing only breech-clouts, broke up the misfit pumps with huge hammers and adzes and rapidly recast them into axe heads, wagon springs, trombone slides, bullet moulds, all the by-products of a big pump-factory. There was nothing wasted, Yogi pointed out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "George opened the slip that opened back into the kitchen. \"Sam,\" he called. \"Come in here a minute.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He could not see by the slant of the line that the fish was circling. It was too early for that. He just felt a faint slackening of the pressure of the line and he commenced to pull on it gently with his right hand. It tightened, as always, but just when he reached the point where it would break, line began to come in. He slipped his shoulders and head from under the line and began to pull in line steadily and gently.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside the beanery. They are all inside the beanery. Some do not see the others. Each are intent on themselves. Red men are intent on red men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But I must get him close, close, close, he thought. I mustn't try for the head. I must get the heart.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As I started up the stairs the concierge knocked on the glass of the door of her lodge, and as I stopped she came out. She had some letters and a telegram.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can hear you, all right,\" Al said from the kitchen. He had propped open the slit that dishes passed through into the kitchen with a catsup bottle. \"Listen, bright boy,\" he said from the kitchen to George. \"Stand a little further along the bar. You move a little to the left, Max.\" He was like a photographer arranging for a group picture.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Two of our Basques came in and insisted on buying a drink. So they bought a drink and then we bought a drink, and then they slapped us on the back and bought another drink. Then we bought, and then we all went out into the sunlight and the heat, and climbed back on top of the bus. There was plenty of room now for every one to sit on the seat, and the Basque who had been lying on the tin roof now sat between us. The woman who had been serving drinks came out wiping her hands on her apron and talked to somebody inside the bus.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I walked up the road and got out the two bottles of wine. They were cold. Moisture beaded on the bottles as I walked back to the trees. I spread the lunch on a newspaper, and uncorked one of the bottles and leaned the other against a tree. Bill came up drying his hands, his bag plump with ferns.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Back in the town I went to the cafe to have a second coffee and some buttered toast. The waiters were sweeping out the cafe and mopping off the tables. One came over and took my order.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "And what of our daughters who must take their own Soundings? Nancy Hawthorne is obliged to make her own Soundings in the sea of life. Bravely and sensibly she faces the problems which come to every girl of eighteen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "(In case the reader is becoming confused, we are now up to where the story opened with Yogi Johnson and Scripps O'Neil in the pump-factory itself, with the Chinook wind blowing. As you see, Scripps O'Neil has now come out of the pump-factory and is on his way to the beanery with his wife, who is afraid she cannot hold him. Personally, we don't believe she can, but the reader will see for himself. We will now leave the couple on their way to the beanery and go back and take up Yogi Johnson. We want the reader to like Yogi Johnson.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We stood at the counter. They had Brett seated on a wine-cask. It was dark in the wine-shop and full of men singing, hard-voiced singing. Back of the counter they drew the wine from casks. I put down money for the wine, but one of the men picked it up and put it back in my pocket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Hogan was out in the gym in the barn. He had a couple of his health-farm patients with the gloves on. They neither one wanted to hit the other, for fear the other would come back and hit him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Mandy, the waitress, placed his T-bone steak and hashed-brown potatoes on the counter before him. As she laid the plate down, just for an instant, her hand touched his. Scripps felt a strange thrill go through him. Life was before him. He was not an old man.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "THE train passed very quickly a long, red stone house with a garden and four thick palm trees with tables under them in the shade. On the other side was the sea. Then there was a cutting through a red stone and clay, and the sea was only occasionally and far below against the rocks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That night Jack didn't sleep any either. The next morning was the last day before the fight. After breakfast we were out on the porch again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh,\" I said, \"I like to do a lot of things. Don't you want a dessert?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was stiff and sore now and his wounds and all of the strained parts of his body hurt with the cold of the night. I hope I do not have to fight again, he thought. I hope so much I do not have to fight again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"'I remember mademoiselle perfectly,' the coiffeur said. 'But you were not with your mother. You were with an elderly French general. He purchased, I believe, a pair of mustache tongs. My books, at any rate, will show the purchase.'", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll remember it,\" I said. \"Now let's sleep a while, John.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"God help me to have the cramp go,\" he said. \"Because I do not know what the fish is going to do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After I was dressed and had paid for the bath-cabin, I walked back to the hotel. The bicycle-racers had left several copies of L'Auto around, and I gathered them up in the reading-room and took them out and sat in an easy chair in the sun to read about and catch up on French sporting life. While I was sitting there the concierge came out with a blue envelope in his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He nearly killed the poor, bloody bull-fighter. Then Cohn wanted to take Brett away. Wanted to make an honest woman of her, I imagine. Damned touching scene.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was getting into the afternoon and the boat still moved slowly and steadily. But there was an added drag now from the easterly breeze and the old man rode gently with the small sea and the hurt of the cord across his back came to him easily and smoothly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "George put down two platters, one of ham and eggs, the other of bacon and eggs, on the counter. He set down two side dishes of fried potatoes and closed the wicket into the kitchen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on,\" said Robert. \"I've got a cab.\" He was a little near-sighted. I had never noticed it before. He was looking at Bill, trying to make him out. He was shy, too.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The shark was not an accident. He had come up from deep down in the water as the dark cloud of blood had settled and dispersed in the mile deep sea. He had come up so fast and absolutely without caution that he broke the surface of the blue water and was in the sun. Then he fell back into the sea and picked up the scent and started swimming on the course the skiff and the fish had taken.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps O'Neil and his wife sat side by side. Mrs. Scripps knew now. She couldn't hold him. She had tried and failed. She had lost.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy carried the hot can of coffee up to the old man's shack and sat by him until he woke. Once it looked as though he were waking. But he had gone back into heavy sleep and the boy had gone across the road to borrow some wood to heat the coffee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'd like to. Awfully nice of you to ask me. I'd best stop on here, though. I've not much more time to fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on,\" Mike said. \"After all, it's a pub. They can't occupy a whole pub.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know I didn't believe it at first. He was born in 1905. I was in school in Paris, then. Think of that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Not out of this,\" Manuel said. \"I'm not paying for any cuadrilla out of sixty duros.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What should we drink?\" the girl asked. She had taken off her hat and put it on the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "On the next circle the fish's back was out but he was a little too far from the boat. On the next circle he was still too far away but he was higher out of water and the old man was sure that by gaining some more line he could have him alongside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nick went out. As he shut the door he saw Ole Andreson with all his clothes on, lying on the bed looking at the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're right I said it,\" said the tall waiter. \"I know what I'm talking about when I talk about that bird.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We stood against the tall zinc bar and did not talk and looked at each other. The waiter came and said the taxi was outside. Brett pressed my hand hard. I gave the waiter a franc and we went out. \"Where should I tell him?\" I asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "This is all great for the crowd. How gentlemanly the boys are before the fight! How they wish each other luck!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel felt the wind on his back from the capes flopping at the bull, and then the bull was gone, gone over him in a rush. Dark, as his belly went over. Not even stepped on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Diana subscribing for The Forum. Diana reading The Mentor. Diana reading William Lyon Phelps in Scribner's. Diana walking through the frozen streets of the silent Northern town to the Public Library, to read The Literary Digest \"Book Review.\" Diana waiting for the postman to come, bringing The Bookman. Diana, in the snow, waiting for the postman to bring The Saturday Review of Literature.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill and I took the morning train from the Gare d'Orsay. It was a lovely day, not too hot, and the country was beautiful from the start. We went back into the diner and had breakfast. Leaving the dining-car I asked the conductor for tickets for the first service.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They can't insult Mike,\" Bill said. \"Mike is a swell fellow. They can't insult Mike. I won't stand it. Who cares if he is a damn bankrupt?\" His voice broke.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Romero never made any contortions, always it was straight and pure and natural in line. The others twisted themselves like corkscrews, their elbows raised, and leaned against the flanks of the bull after his horns had passed, to give a faked look of danger. Afterward, all that was faked turned bad and gave an unpleasant feeling. Romero's bull-fighting gave real emotion, because he kept the absolute purity of line in his movements and always quietly and calmly let the horns pass him close each time. He did not have to emphasize their closeness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After we ate we went upstairs and Jack played cribbage with John again and won two dollars and a half off him. Jack was feeling pretty good. John had a bag with him with all his stuff in it. Jack took off his shirt and collar and put on a jersey and a sweater, so he wouldn't catch cold when he came out, and put his ring clothes and bathrobe in a bag.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He remembered the time he had hooked one of a pair of marlin. The male fish always let the female fish feed first and the hooked fish, the female, made a wild, panic-stricken, despairing fight that soon exhausted her, and all the time the male had stayed with her, crossing the line and circling with her on the surface. He had stayed so close that the old man was afraid he would cut the line with his tail which was sharp as a scythe and almost of that size and shape. When the old man had gaffed her and clubbed her, holding the rapier bill with its sandpaper edge and clubbing her across the top of her head until her colour turned to a colour almost like the backing of mirrors, and then, with the boy's aid, hoisted her aboard, the male fish had stayed by the side of the boat. Then, while the old man was clearing the lines and preparing the harpoon, the male fish jumped high into the air beside the boat to see where the female was and then went down deep, his lavender wings, that were his pectoral fins, spread wide and all his wide lavender stripes showing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That was it. They were going to cut off his coleta. They were going to cut off his pigtail.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I sat in one of the wicker chairs and leaned back comfortably. The waiter was in no hurry to come. The white-paper announcements of the unloading of the bulls and the big schedules of special trains were still up on the pillars of the arcade. A waiter wearing a blue apron came out with a bucket of water and a cloth, and commenced to tear down the notices, pulling the paper off in strips and washing and rubbing away the paper that stuck to the stone. The fiesta was over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The girl wore a one-piece dress. She leaned forward against the table and put her hands on her breasts and smiled. She smiled better on one side than on the other and turned the good side towards us. The charm of the good side had been enhanced by some event which had smoothed the other side of her nose in, as warm wax can be smoothed. Her nose, however, did not look like warm wax.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy did not know whether yesterday's paper was a fiction too. But the old man brought it out from under the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Four times he swung with the bull, lifting the cape so it billowed full, and each time bringing the bull around to charge again. Then, at the end of the fifth swing, he held the cape against his hip and pivoted, so the cape swung out like a ballet dancer's skirt and wound the bull around himself like a belt, to step clear, leaving the bull facing Zurito on the white horse, come up and planted firm, the horse facing the bull, its ears forward, its lips nervous, Zurito, his hat over his eyes, leaning forward, the long pole sticking out before and behind in a sharp angle under his right arm, held halfway down, the triangular iron point facing the bull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The first bull was Belmonte's. Belmonte was very good. But because he got thirty thousand pesetas and people had stayed in line all night to buy tickets to see him, the crowd demanded that he should be more than very good. Belmonte's great attraction is working close to the bull. In bull-fighting they speak of the terrain of the bull and the terrain of the bull-fighter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's go in. Do you mind? I'd rather like to pray a little for him or something.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We'll fish together again, some time. Don't you forget it, Harris.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure. How you want me to work?\" Soldier would ask. \"Want me to treat you rough like Walcott? Want me to knock you down a few times?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I drank a coffee and after a while Bill came over. I watched him come walking across the square. He sat down at the table and ordered a coffee.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "3rd Soldier--The part I don't like is the nailing them on. You know, that must get you pretty bad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's an old one,\" Manuel said. \"You line up your cuadrilla, so I can see what I've got.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I poked my finger along under the fold that was fastened down, spread it open, and read it. It had been forwarded from Paris:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"South America hell! If you went there the way you feel now it would be exactly the same. This is a good town. Why don't you start living your life in Paris?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We're different,\" the old man said. \"I let you carry things when you were five years old.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The waiter came back into the room carrying a tray with a big coffee-glass and a liqueur-glass on it. In his left hand he held a bottle of brandy. He swung these down to the table and a boy who had followed him poured coffee and milk into the glass from two shiny, spouted pots with long handles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, don't start that again. Do shove it along, Michael,\" Brett said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After about four rounds Jack has him bleeding bad and his face all cut up, but every time Walcott's got in close he's socked so hard he's got two big red patches on both sides just below Jack's ribs. Every time he gets in close, Jack ties him up, then gets one hand loose and uppercuts him, but when Walcott gets his hands loose he socks Jack in the body so they can hear it outside in the street. He's a socker.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He opened his shirt and placed the bird on the counter. The bird ruffled his feathers and shook himself. He pecked inquiringly at the catsup bottle. The elderly waitress put out a hand and stroked him. \"Isn't he a manly little fellow?\" she remarked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But you enjoyed killing the dentuso, he thought. He lives on the live fish as you do. He is not a scavenger nor just a moving appetite as some sharks are. He is beautiful and noble and knows no fear of anything.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't mean fun that way. In a way it's an enjoyable feeling.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It isn't bad here,\" she said. \"It isn't chic, but the food is all right.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Down-stairs we came out through the first-floor dining-room to the street. A waiter went for a taxi. It was hot and bright. Up the street was a little square with trees and grass where there were taxis parked. A taxi came up the street, the waiter hanging out at the side.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The covered seats of the bull-ring had been crowded with people sitting out of the rain watching the concourse of Basque and Navarrais dancers and singers, and afterward the Val Carlos dancers in their costumes danced down the street in the rain, the drums sounding hollow and damp, and the chiefs of the bands riding ahead on their big, heavy-footed horses, their costumes wet, the horses' coats wet in the rain. The crowd was in the cafes and the dancers came in, too, and sat, their tight-wound white legs under the tables, shaking the water from their belled caps, and spreading their red and purple jackets over the chairs to dry. It was raining hard outside.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Gentlemen,\" he said, and unwrapped a drumstick from a piece of newspaper. \"I reverse the order. For Bryan's sake. As a tribute to the Great Commoner. First the chicken; then the egg.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of the corridor. She knocked on the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They expected their money the next day. We arranged to meet at Pamplona. They would go directly to San Sebastian and take the train from there. We would all meet at the Montoya in Pamplona. If they did not turn up on Monday at the latest we would go on ahead up to Burguete in the mountains, to start fishing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But you haven't got the boy, he thought. You have only yourself and you had better work back to the last line now, in the dark or not in the dark, and cut it away and hook up the two reserve coils.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Not at all,\" Scripps said. \"You wouldn't mind if I used the story sometime?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Once again I say: you are my woman.\" Scripps pronounced the words solemnly. Something had broken inside him again. He felt he could not keep from crying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "North of the frozen little Northern town a couple walking side by side on the tracks. It is Yogi Johnson walking with the squaw. As they walk Yogi Johnson silently strips off his garments. One by one he strips off his garments, and casts them beside the track. In the end he is clad only in a worn pair of pump-maker shoes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Muy buenos,\" I said. \"Is there an Englishwoman here? I would like to see this English lady.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm not one of you literary chaps.\" Mike stood shakily and leaned against the table. \"I'm not clever. But I do know when I'm not wanted. Why don't you see when you're not wanted, Cohn? Go away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He'll stay with me too, I suppose, the old man thought and he waited for it to be light. It was cold now in the time before daylight and he pushed against the wood to be warm. I can do it as long as he can, he thought. And in the first light the line extended out and down into the water. The boat moved steadily and when the first edge of the sun rose it was on the old man's right shoulder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Lot of money. I told him I couldn't do it. He was awfully nice about it. Told him I knew too many people in Biarritz.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said my wife. \"We had a very fine room and in the fall the country was lovely.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say, I wish one would go up,\" Brett said. \"That Don Manuel chap is furious.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps left Mancelona. He was through with that place. What had a town like that to give him? There was nothing to it. You worked all your life and then a thing like that happened.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Tiburon,\" the waiter said, \"Eshark.\" He was meaning to explain what had happened.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What do you want to do?\" I asked. \"Go up to the cafe and see Brett and Mike?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The three with the medals were like hunting-hawks; and I was not a hawk, although I might seem a hawk to those who had never hunted; they, the three, knew better and so we drifted apart. But I stayed good friends with the boy who had been wounded his first day at the front, because he would never know how he would have turned out; so he could never be accepted either, and I liked him because I thought perhaps he would not have turned out to be a hawk either.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good old Wilson-Harris,\" Bill said. \"We call you Harris because we're so fond of you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We ate dinner at Madame Lecomte's restaurant on the far side of the island. It was crowded with Americans and we had to stand up and wait for a place. Some one had put it in the American Women's Club list as a quaint restaurant on the Paris quais as yet untouched by Americans, so we had to wait forty-five minutes for a table. Bill had eaten at the restaurant in 1918, and right after the armistice, and Madame Lecomte made a great fuss over seeing him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say, weren't you there?\" Mike asked. \"Ring for some beer, Bill.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The more of a fool you are,\" he said. He seemed very angry. \"A man must not marry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "General Sherman climbed back onto his horse and made a low bow. \"Mrs. O'Neil,\" he said, and Scripps's mother always said there were tears in his eyes, even if he was a damned Yank. The man had a heart, sir, even if he did not follow its dictates. \"Mrs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "By this time we were at the restaurant. I called to the cocher to stop. We got out and Georgette did not like the looks of the place. \"This is no great thing of a restaurant.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He tried it once more and he felt himself going when he turned the fish. The fish righted himself and swam off again slowly with the great tail weaving in the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They walked up the road together to the old man's shack and went in through its open door. The old man leaned the mast with its wrapped sail against the wall and the boy put the box and the other gear beside it. The mast was nearly as long as the one room of the shack. The shack was made of the tough bud-shields of the royal palm which are called guano and in it there was a bed, a table, one chair, and a place on the dirt floor to cook with charcoal. On the brown walls of the flattened, overlapping leaves of the sturdy fibered guano there was a picture in color of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and another of the Virgin of Cobre.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, don't stand up and act as though you were going to hit me. That won't make any difference to me. Tell me, Robert. Why do you follow Brett around like a poor bloody steer? Don't you know you're not wanted?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I walked away from the cafe. They were sitting at the table. I looked back at them and at the empty tables. There was a waiter sitting at one of the tables with his head in his hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The line rose slowly and steadily and then the surface of the ocean bulged ahead of the boat and the fish came out. He came out unendingly and water poured from his sides. He was bright in the sun and his head and back were dark purple and in the sun the stripes on his sides showed wide and a light lavender. His sword was as long as a baseball bat and tapered like a rapier and he rose his full length from the water and then re-entered it, smoothly, like a diver and the old man saw the great scythe-blade of his tail go under and the line commenced to race out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Outside on the terrace under the arcade the German head waiter came up. His red cheeks were shiny. He was being polite.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know I think that boy's got a future. But personally I don't want him around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Very nice,\" I said. \"About twenty-six arrobas. Very short horns. Haven't you seen them?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You'll go a long way, brother,\" Bill said to him in English. \"I suppose if I'd given you five francs you would have advised us to jump off the train.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Bought me a drink. I thought I might as well take it. I say, Brett, you are a lovely piece. Don't you think she's beautiful?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I was very angry. Somehow they always made me angry. I know they are supposed to be amusing, and you should be tolerant, but I wanted to swing on one, any one, anything to shatter that superior, simpering composure. Instead, I walked down the street and had a beer at the bar at the next Bal. The beer was not good and I had a worse cognac to take the taste out of my mouth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The thousand times that he had proved it meant nothing. Now he was proving it again. Each time was a new time and he never thought about the past when he was doing it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Ay,\" he said aloud. There is no translation for this word and perhaps it is just a noise such as a man might make, involuntarily, feeling the nail go through his hands and into the wood.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, Mademoiselle Hobin,\" Frances Clyne called, speaking French very rapidly and not seeming so proud and astonished as Mrs. Braddocks at its coming out really French. \"Have you been in Paris long? Do you like it here? You love Paris, do you not?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The other Indian winked at Yogi. \"White chief no believe every goddam thing he hear,\" he grunted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At the hotel where Mike was going to stay in Saint Jean we stopped the car and he got out. The chauffeur carried in his bags. Mike stood by the side of the car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It will uncramp though, he thought. Surely it will uncramp to help my right hand. There are three things that are brothers: the fish and my two hands. It must uncramp. It is unworthy of it to be cramped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I might have,\" the man said. \"Just because you say I wouldn't have doesn't prove anything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Just one stuffed dog. I can take 'em or leave 'em alone. But listen, Jake. Just one stuffed dog.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Now,\" he said. \"I am still an old man. But I am not unarmed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That was nice, bright boy,\" Max said. \"You're a regular little gentleman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. Bring it in, Henry,\" said the count. He took out a heavy pigskin cigar-case and offered it to me. \"Like to try a real American cigar?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you,\" Scripps said. He eyed the waitress Mandy. She had a gift for the picturesque in speech, that girl. It had been that very picturesque quality in her speech that had first drawn him to his present wife. That and her strange background.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen,\" the drummer said. He pushed his derby hat off his brow and, leaning forward, spat into the tall brass cuspidor that stood beside his stool. \"I want to tell you about a pretty beautiful thing that happened to me once in Bay City.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Ah, what a beautiful gilded cage I'll build for you, my pretty one,\" Scripps said exultantly. The little bird pecked him confidently. Scripps strode on in the storm. The snow was beginning to drift across the track. Borne on the wind, there came to Scripps's ears the sound of a far-off Indian war-whoop.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" the boy said. \"Can I offer you a beer on the Terrace and then we'll take the stuff home.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You are in love with this girl now? You don't write her. I read all your letters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What do you want to do about the car?\" Bill asked me. \"Do you want to keep it on?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The hell he wasn't. I know what we had before we came to the cafe.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The waiter seemed a little offended about the flowers of the Pyrenees, so I overtipped him. That made him happy. It felt comfortable to be in a country where it is so simple to make people happy. You can never tell whether a Spanish waiter will thank you. Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But remember to sleep, he thought. Make yourself do it and devise some simple and sure way about the lines. Now go back and prepare the dolphin. It is too dangerous to rig the oars as a drag if you must sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Walcott had been hitting him for a long time. It was like a baseball catcher pulls the ball and takes some of the shock off. From now on Walcott commenced to land solid. He certainly was a socking-machine. Jack was just trying to block everything now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, yes. And if you love sheets.\" He breathed on the sheet and stroked his nose against it. \"I don't know about sheets,\" he said. \"I just started to love this sheet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Although it is unjust, he thought. But I will show him what a man can do and what a man endures.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Does this happen every night at your fiestas?\" Edna asked. \"Wasn't that Mr. Cohn?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do you think Brett wants you here? Do you think you add to the party? Why don't you say something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We kissed good night and Brett shivered. \"I'd better go,\" she said. \"Good night, darling.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Heads up, swinging with the music, their right arms swinging free, they stepped out, crossing the sanded arena under the arc-lights, the cuadrillas opening out behind, the picadors riding after, behind came the bullring servants and the jingling mules. The crowd applauded Hernandez as they marched across the arena. Arrogant, swinging, they looked straight ahead as they marched.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm so glad you're Americans. American men make the best husbands,\" the American lady was saying. \"That was why we left the Continent, you know. My daughter fell in love with a man in Vevey.\" She stopped. \"They were simply madly in love.\" She stopped again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man's head was clear and good now and he was full of resolution but he had little hope. It was too good to last, he thought. He took one look at the great fish as he watched the shark close in. It might as well have been a dream, he thought. I cannot keep him from hitting me but maybe I can get him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was the bull. He was close to the barrera now. Damn him. Maybe he was all bone. Maybe there was not any place for the sword to go in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're lovely hills,\" she said. \"They don't really look like white elephants. I just meant the coloring of their skin through the trees.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He rowed slowly and steadily toward where the bird was circling. He did not hurry and he kept his lines straight up and down. But he crowded the current a little so that he was still fishing correctly though faster than he would have fished if he was not trying to use the bird.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "On those nights I tried to remember everything that had ever happened to me, starting with just before I went to the war and remembering back from one thing to another. I found I could only remember back to that attic in my grandfather's house. Then I would start there and remember this way again, until I reached the war.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now you are getting confused in the head, he thought. You must keep your head clear. Keep your head clear and know how to suffer like a man. Or a fish, he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Ahead the road came out of the forest and went along the shoulder of the ridge of hills. The hills ahead were not wooded, and there were great fields of yellow gorse. Way off we saw the steep bluffs, dark with trees and jutting with gray stone, that marked the course of the Irati River.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He had been going splendidly, but he stopped. I was afraid he thought he had hurt me with that crack about being impotent. I wanted to start him again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Two hundred and fifty pesetas,\" Retana said. He had thought of five hundred, but when he opened his mouth it said two hundred and fifty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't you want another, Jerry?\" he said. \"Come on, drink along with me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're all right, Carl,\" Joe Garner said. \"Girls never got a man anywhere. Look at your pa.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen. You're a hell of a good guy, and I'm fonder of you than anybody on earth. I couldn't tell you that in New York. It'd mean I was a faggot. That was what the Civil War was about.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's very good, Ledoux,\" Mike said. \"I'd like to see it, rather\"--he was making an effort to pull himself together--\"but I can't go. I had a date with this thing here. I say, Brett, do get a new hat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We'll see it a long time yet. I can still see Portofino Cape behind it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It is silly not to hope, he thought. Besides I believe it is a sin. Do not think about sin, he thought. There are enough problems now without sin. Also I have no understanding of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't understand it, anyway,\" John said. \"It goes too fast for me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know,\" Brett said, \"he'd only been with two women before. He never cared about anything but bull-fighting.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Awful. What's all this about him and Brett, anyway? Did she ever have anything to do with him?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"God let him jump,\" the old man said. \"I have enough line to handle him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They went back to their corners. I lifted the bathrobe off Jack and he leaned on the ropes and flexed his knees a couple of times and scuffed his shoes in the rosin. The gong rang and Jack turned quick and went out. Walcott came toward him and they touched gloves and as soon as Walcott dropped his hands Jack jumped his left into his face twice. There wasn't anybody ever boxed better than Jack.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "What can I think of now? he thought. Nothing. I must think of nothing and wait for the next ones. I wish it had really been a dream, he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. I'm through with them. I'm absolutely through with them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I could not expect to kill them, he thought. I could have in my time. But I have hurt them both badly and neither one can feel very good. If I could have used a bat with two hands I could have killed the first one surely. Even now, he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The waiter came and went and came again. He went out of the room looking back at the two men at the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's have one more drink of that,\" Brett said. \"My nerves are rotten.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Kikes,\" this broad goes on. \"They're always talking about kikes, these big Irishmen. What do you mean, kikes?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The count reached down and twirled the bottles in the shiny bucket. \"It isn't cold, yet. You're always drinking, my dear. Why don't you just talk?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He repeated the phrase to himself. My woman. My woman. You are my woman. She is my woman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After we finished the lunch we walked up to the Cafe de la Paix and had coffee. I could feel Cohn wanted to bring up Brett again, but I held him off it. We talked about one thing and another, and I left him to come to the office.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's a nice day,\" I said. \"It's pretty nice out in the country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" Cohn said. \"What's it all about, anyway?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The other shark had been in and out and now came in again with his jaws wide. The old man could see pieces of the meat of the fish spilling white from the corner of his jaws as he bumped the fish and closed his jaws. He swung at him and hit only the head and the shark looked at him and wrenched the meat loose. The old man swung the club down on him again as he slipped away to swallow and hit only the heavy solid rubberiness.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Marcial has been in San Sebastian all day. He drove over in a car this morning with Marquez. I don't think they'll be back to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There are only two places, and they are occupied,\" I said. We had an old Ford coupe.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was a chap in that fellow Anderson's book that the librarian had given him at the library last night. Why hadn't he wanted the librarian, anyway? Could it be because he thought she might have false teeth? Could it be something else? Would a little child ever tell her?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He leaned over the side and pulled loose a piece of the meat of the fish where the shark had cut him. He chewed it and noted its quality and its good taste. It was firm and juicy, like meat, but it was not red. There was no stringiness in it and he knew that it would bring the highest price in the market. But there was no way to keep its scent out of the water and the old man knew that a very bad time was coming.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "All three of them striding on together. The arms of those that had arms linked through each other's arms. Red men and white men walking together. Something had brought them together. Was it the war?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's meant a lot to me,\" Yogi answered. \"Come on and I'll show you around the works.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I shouldn't wonder. Greek, you know. Rotten painter. I rather liked the count.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We were going to celebrate so, and instead we've just had scenes. It's so childish. We have dreadful scenes, and he cries and begs me to be reasonable, but he says he just can't do it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How are you on the weight, Jack?\" John asked him. Jack was putting away a pretty good lunch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure,\" said Retana. He took a fifty peseta note out of his pocket-book and laid it, spread out flat, on the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"So you're going to be one of these popular champions,\" Jack says to him. \"Take your goddam hand off my shoulder.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The American lady admired my wife's traveling coat, and it turned out that the American lady had bought her own clothes for twenty years now from the same maison de couture in the Rue Saint Honore. They had her measurements, and a vendeuse who knew her and her tastes picked the dresses out for her and they were sent to America. They came to the post office near where she lived up-town in New York, and the duty was never exorbitant because they opened the dresses there in the post office to appraise them and they were always very simple-looking and with no gold lace nor ornaments that would make the dresses look expensive. Before the present vendeuse, named Therese, there had been another vendeuse, named Amelie. Altogether there had only been these two in the twenty years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How do you feel, hand?\" he asked the cramped hand that was almost as stiff as rigor mortis. \"I'll eat some more for you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, I don't want one. If they won't take a fly I'll just flick it around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I could just drift, he thought, and sleep and put a bight of line around my toe to wake me. But today is eighty-five days and I should fish the day well.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "On this circle the old man could see the fish's eye and the two gray sucking fish that swam around him. Sometimes they attached themselves to him. Sometimes they darted off. Sometimes they would swim easily in his shadow. They were each over three feet long and when they swam fast they lashed their whole bodies like eels.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. It was not unpleasant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was a good bull-fight. Bill and I were very excited about Pedro Romero. Montoya was sitting about ten places away. After Romero had killed his first bull Montoya caught my eye and nodded his head. This was a real one.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Solly Freedman came over to our corner while Jack is bandaging his hands and John is over in Walcott's corner. Jack put his thumb through the slit in the bandage and then wrapped his hand nice and smooth. I taped it around the wrist and twice across the knuckles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bus levelled down onto the straight line of road that ran to Burguete. We passed a crossroads and crossed a bridge over a stream. The houses of Burguete were along both sides of the road. There were no side-streets. We passed the church and the school-yard, and the bus stopped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then I heard Brett's voice. Half asleep I had been sure it was Georgette. I don't know why. She could not have known my address.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They oughtn't to have any right. I wish to hell they didn't have any right. I'm going to bed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Mandy, the waitress, leaned forward. Mrs. Scripps leaned toward the drummer to hear better. The drummer looked apologetically at Scripps and stroked the bird with his forefinger.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen--\" says the referee, and he gives them the same old line. Once Walcott interrupts him. He grabs Jack's arm, and says, \"Can I hit when he's got me like this?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're fine. One of the girls is in the fourth grade now. You know, Signor Tenente, if I didn't have the kids I wouldn't be your orderly now. They'd have made me stay in the line all the time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Badly cogido through the back,\" he said. He put the pots down on the table and sat down in the chair at the table. \"A big horn wound. All for fun. Just for fun.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body. It is humiliating before others to have a diarrhoea from ptomaine poisoning or to vomit from it. But a cramp, he thought of it as a calambre, humiliates oneself especially when one is alone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"So you've come back,\" Mandy the waitress said. \"The cook said you had gone out into the night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As I went into the dining-room the concierge brought me a police bulletin to fill out. I signed it and asked him for two telegraph forms, and wrote a message to the Hotel Montoya, telling them to forward all mail and telegrams for me to this address. I calculated how many days I would be in San Sebastian and then wrote out a wire to the office asking them to hold mail, but forward all wires for me to San Sebastian for six days. Then I went in and had lunch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"If you were my boy I'd take you out and gamble,\" he said. \"But you are your father's and your mother's and you are in a lucky boat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps O'Neil had two wives. As he looked out of the window, standing tall and lean and resilient with his own tenuous hardness, he thought of both of them. One lived in Mancelona and the other lived in Petoskey. He had not seen the wife who lived in Mancelona since last spring. He looked out at the snow-covered pump-yards and thought what spring would mean.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know,\" Brett said, \"it's quite true. He is only nineteen. Isn't it amazing?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I opened the door and went in, and set down my suitcase. There was no light in the room. Cohn was lying, face down, on the bed in the dark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Pedro Romero was in the cafe. He was at a table with other bull-fighters and bull-fight critics. They were smoking cigars. When we came in they looked up. Romero smiled and bowed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I sat down at a table. Cohn was sitting there. Frances was dancing. Mrs. Braddocks brought up somebody and introduced him as Robert Prentiss. He was from New York by way of Chicago, and was a rising new novelist.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's enough to make a man join the Klan,\" Bill said. The priest looked back at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. I never wanted to go. Too expensive. You can see all the South Americans you want in Paris anyway.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, Monsieur Barnes. And that lady, that lady there is some one. An eccentric, perhaps, but quelqu'une, quelqu'une!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The door of the kitchen opened and the nigger came in. \"What was it?\" he asked. The two men at the counter took a look at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Through the window I saw two men come up the front steps. They came into the drinking room. One was the bearded peasant in the high boots. The other was the sexton. They sat down at the table under the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're right there, old classmate,\" Bill said. \"The saloon must go, and I will take it with me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He looked at me. It was a final look to ask if it were understood. It was understood all right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I lay awake thinking and my mind jumping around. Then I couldn't keep away from it, and I started to think about Brett and all the rest of it went away. I was thinking about Brett and my mind stopped jumping around and started to go in sort of smooth waves. Then all of a sudden I started to cry. Then after a while it was better and I lay in bed and listened to the heavy trams go by and way down the street, and then I went to sleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The count stood up, unbuttoned his vest, and opened his shirt. He pulled up the undershirt onto his chest and stood, his chest black, and big stomach muscles bulging under the light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He took about forty pounds,\" the old man said aloud. He took my harpoon too and all the rope, he thought, and now my fish bleeds again and there will be others.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "This will kill him, the old man thought. He can't do this forever. But four hours later the fish was still swimming steadily out to sea, towing the skiff, and the old man was still braced solidly with the line across his back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The doctor came up to the machine where I was sitting and said: \"What did you like best to do before the war? Did you practice a sport?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I guess it isn't any use,\" he said. \"I guess it isn't any damn use.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man dropped the line and put his foot on it and lifted the harpoon as high as he could and drove it down with all his strength, and more strength he had just summoned, into the fish's side just behind the great chest fin that rose high in the air to the altitude of the man's chest. He felt the iron go in and he leaned on it and drove it further and then pushed all his weight after it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Keep my head clear,\" he said against the wood of the bow. \"I am a tired old man. But I have killed this fish which is my brother and now I must do the slave work.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you,\" Scripps said. He sat down at the counter. \"I would like to have some beans for myself and some for my bird here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm sorry. I've got a nasty tongue. I never mean it when I say nasty things.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Pedrico is looking after the skiff and the gear. What do you want done with the head?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito watched. The monos, in their red shirts, running out to drag the picador clear. The picador, now on his feet, swearing and flopping his arms. Manuel and Hernandez standing ready with their capes. And the bull, the great, black bull, with a horse on his back, hooves dangling, the bridle caught in the horns.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I mean what would you rather do. What comes into your head first. No matter how silly it is.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He rubbed the cramped hand against his trousers and tried to gentle the fingers. But it would not open. Maybe it will open with the sun, he thought. Maybe it will open when the strong raw tuna is digested. If I have to have it, I will open it, cost whatever it costs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Sometimes he lost the scent. But he would pick it up again, or have just a trace of it, and he swam fast and hard on the course. He was a very big Mako shark built to swim as fast as the fastest fish in the sea and everything about him was beautiful except his jaws.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. Whatever stuff they've got in the corrals. What the veterinaries won't pass in the daytime.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The sun will bake it out well now, he thought. It should not cramp on me again unless it gets too cold in the night. I wonder what this night will bring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What's that?\" she asked a waiter and pointed to the long backbone of the great fish that was now just garbage waiting to go out with the tide.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Say, Jerry,\" John said to me. \"Would you go and find Hogan and tell him we want to see him in about half an hour?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Look after this,\" he said. Two men tied his suitcase on the back of the car, above our suitcases. He shook hands with every one, explained that to a Fascist and a man as used to traveling as himself there was no discomfort, and climbed up on the running-board on the left-hand side of the car, holding on inside, his right arm through the open window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I do not care. I caught two yesterday. But we will fish together now for I still have much to learn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They had backed up another cage into the entrance. In the far corner a man, from behind one of the plank shelters, attracted the bull, and while the bull was facing away the gate was pulled up and a second bull came out into the corral.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went up in the elevator. It was a nice big room with two beds and a door opening into a bathroom.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" said the count. \"You don't need a title. You got class all over you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was quiet in the cafe. There were a few men sitting at tables against the wall. At one table four men played cards. Most of the men sat against the wall smoking, empty coffee-cups and liqueur-glasses before them on the tables. Manuel went through the long room to a small room in back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Mixing up in this ain't going to get you anywhere,\" the cook said. \"You stay out of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's Mr. Shaw,\" Yogi said in an undertone. \"He's probably the greatest living pump-maker.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Down the street came dancers. The street was solid with dancers, all men. They were all dancing in time behind their own fifers and drummers. They were a club of some sort, and all wore workmen's blue smocks, and red handkerchiefs around their necks, and carried a great banner on two poles. The banner danced up and down with them as they came down surrounded by the crowd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "One of them saw Georgette and said: \"I do declare. There is an actual harlot. I'm going to dance with her, Lett. You watch me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's really no different from any other wampum,\" Skunk-Backwards explained deprecatingly. He pulled a chain of wampum out of his pocket, and handed it to Yogi Johnson. Yogi looked at it curiously. What a part that string of wampum had played in this America of ours.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and walked in quietly with his bare feet. The boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon. He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned and looked at him. The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The path crossed a stream on a foot-log. The log was surfaced off, and there was a sapling bent across for a rail. In the flat pool beside the stream tadpoles spotted the sand. We went up a steep bank and across the rolling fields. Looking back we saw Burguete, white houses and red roofs, and the white road with a truck going along it and the dust rising.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" said Bill. Bill and I rolled for the next two rounds. Bill lost and paid. We went out to the car.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Get any?\" he asked. He had his rod and his bag and his net all in one hand, and he was sweating. I hadn't heard him come up, because of the noise from the dam.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"By the police,\" said Mike. \"There's some people in there that don't like me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That afternoon John Collins showed up out at the farm. Jack was up in his room. John came out in a car from town. He had a couple of friends with him. The car stopped and they all got out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The steer who had been gored had gotten to his feet and stood against the stone wall. None of the bulls came near him, and he did not attempt to join the herd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say, Michael, you might not be such a bloody ass,\" she interrupted. \"I'm not saying he's not right, you know.\" She turned to me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Did you hear that, Henry?\" Mrs. Braddocks called down the table to Braddocks. \"Mr. Barnes introduced his fiancee as Mademoiselle Leblanc, and her name is actually Hobin.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett was nervous as I had never seen her before. She kept looking away from me and looking ahead at the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What an excellent fish dolphin is to eat cooked,\" he said. \"And what a miserable fish raw. I will never go in a boat again without salt or limes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Wine-seller--Good night gentlemen. [He looks a little worried.] You couldn't let me have a little something on account, Lootenant?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "One morning we were all out on the road. We'd been out quite a way and now we were coming back. We'd go along fast for three minutes and then walk a minute, and then go fast for three minutes again. Jack wasn't ever what you would call a sprinter. He'd move around fast enough in the ring if he had to, but he wasn't any too fast on the road.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I had better re-bait that little line out over the stern,\" he said. \"If the fish decides to stay another night I will need to eat again and the water is low in the bottle. I don't think I can get anything but a dolphin here. But if I eat him fresh enough he won't be bad. I wish a flying fish would come on board tonight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You mustn't ever get bored at your first bull-fight, Robert,\" Mike said. \"It might make such a mess.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was the first time I had seen her in the old happy, careless way since before she went off with Cohn. We were back again in front of the hotel. All the tables were set now, and already several were filled with people eating.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Never does me any good. I've never gotten anything I prayed for. Have you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"With so much flying fish there should be dolphin,\" he said, and leaned back on the line to see if it was possible to gain any on his fish. But he could not and it stayed at the hardness and water-drop shivering that preceded breaking. The boat moved ahead slowly and he watched the airplane until he could no longer see it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Afterward, killing this man haunted Fred. It's got to be sweet and true. That was the way the soldiers thought, Anderson said. The hell it was. This Fred was supposed to have been two years in an infantry regiment at the front.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I will not,\" Mike said. \"My learned counsel was blind, too. I say this is a gloomy subject. Are we going down and see these bulls unloaded or not?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I could make it with my clothes on,\" Jack said. He never had to worry about taking off weight. He was a natural welter-weight and he'd never gotten fat. He'd lost weight out at Hogan's.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Here. And after it shut we went over to that other cafe. The old man there speaks German and English.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "2nd Soldier--You guys don't know what I'm talking about. I'm not saying whether he was good or not. What I mean is, when the time comes. When they first start nailing him, there isn't none of them wouldn't stop it if they could.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"But man is not made for defeat,\" he said. \"A man can be destroyed but not defeated.\" I am sorry that I killed the fish though, he thought. Now the bad time is coming and I do not even have the harpoon. The dentuso is cruel and able and strong and intelligent.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now he knew there was the fish and his hands and back were no dream. The hands cure quickly, he thought. I bled them clean and the salt water will heal them. The dark water of the true gulf is the greatest healer that there is. All I must do is keep the head clear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When he was even with him and had the fish's head against the bow he could not believe his size. But he untied the harpoon rope from the bitt, passed it through the fish's gills and out his jaws, made a turn around his sword then passed the rope through the other gill, made another turn around the bill and knotted the double rope and made it fast to the bitt in the bow. He cut the rope then and went astern to noose the tail. The fish had turned silver from his original purple and silver, and the stripes showed the same pale violet colour as his tail. They were wider than a man's hand with his fingers spread and the fish's eye looked as detached as the mirrors in a periscope or as a saint in a procession.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's a merry fellow,\" the Indian remarked to Yogi. \"I must introduce myself. Red Dog's the name.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went out to find the woman and ask her how much the room and board was. She put her hands under her apron and looked away from me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Always,\" he said in English, and laughed. \"So they don't kill me.\" He looked at her across the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Ole! Ole!\" the man sitting beside him shouted. The shout was lost in the roar of the crowd, and he slapped the critic on the back. The critic looked up to see Zurito, directly below him, leaning far out over his horse, the length of the pic rising in a sharp angle under his armpit, holding the pic almost by the point, bearing down with all his weight, holding the bull off, the bull pushing and driving to get at the horse, and Zurito, far out, on top of him, holding him, holding him, and slowly pivoting the horse against the pressure, so that at last he was clear. Zurito felt the moment when the horse was clear and the bull could come past, and relaxed the absolute steel lock of his resistance, and the triangular steel point of the pic ripped in the bull's hump of shoulder muscle as he tore loose to find Hernandez's cape before his muzzle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I think he's a good writer, too,\" Bill said. \"And you're a hell of a good guy. Anybody ever tell you you were a good guy?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Better sellem Salvation Army,\" the tall Indian grunts. \"White chief maybe never come back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel, facing the bull, having turned with him each charge, offered the cape with his two hands. The bull looked at him. Eyes watching, horns straight forward, the bull looked at him, watching.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The doctor went to his office in the back room and brought a photograph which showed a hand that had been withered almost as small as the major's, before it had taken a machine course, and after was a little larger. The major held the photograph with his good hand and looked at it very carefully. \"A wound?\" he asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He rested for what he believed to be two hours. The moon did not rise now until late and he had no way of judging the time. Nor was he really resting except comparatively. He was still bearing the pull of the fish across his shoulders but he placed his left hand on the gunwale of the bow and confided more and more of the resistance to the fish to the skiff itself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're a fine lot,\" I said. \"There's one American woman down here now that collects bull-fighters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Unless sharks come,\" he said aloud. \"If sharks come, God pity him and me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He stood there biting his lower lip. \"It is very difficult,\" he said. \"I cannot resign myself.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi Johnson looked out of the window. Soon it would be time to shut the pump-factory for the night. He opened the window carefully, just a crack. Just a crack, but that was enough. Outside in the yard the snow had begun to melt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The bird is a great help,\" the old man said. Just then the stern line came taut under his foot, where he had kept a loop of the line, and he dropped his oars and felt the weight of the small tuna's shivering pull as he held the line firm and commenced to haul it in. The shivering increased as he pulled in and he could see the blue back of the fish in the water and the gold of his sides before he swung him over the side and into the boat. He lay in the stern in the sun, compact and bullet shaped, his big, unintelligent eyes staring as he thumped his life out against the planking of the boat with the quick shivering strokes of his neat, fast-moving tail. The old man hit him on the head for kindness and kicked him, his body still shuddering, under the shade of the stern.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" Scripps said. \"I never saw him before last night. I was walking on the railroad track from Mancelona. My wife left me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm not going to be that way. I feel rather good, you know. I feel rather set up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She looked at me very brightly. \"I never liked children much, but I don't want to think I'll never have them. I always thought I'd have them and then like them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I have no cramps,\" he said. \"He'll be up soon and I can last. You have to last. Don't even speak of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He is an eccentric, though,\" Red Dog apologized. \"The house committee are always after me to get another bartender, but I like the chap, oddly enough.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "THE door of Henry's lunch-room opened and two men came in. They sat down at the counter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm not drunk. I'm quite serious. Is Robert Cohn going to follow Brett around like a steer all the time?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Some time before daylight something took one of the baits that were behind him. He heard the stick break and the line begin to rush out over the gunwale of the skiff. In the darkness he loosened his sheath knife and taking all the strain of the fish on his left shoulder he leaned back and cut the line against the wood of the gunwale. Then he cut the other line closest to him and in the dark made the loose ends of the reserve coils fast. He worked skillfully with the one hand and put his foot on the coils to hold them as he drew his knots tight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We know damn well where we are,, the man called Max said. \"Do we look silly?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Below the line where his ribs stopped were two raised white welts. \"See on the back where they come out.\" Above the small of the back were the same two scars, raised as thick as a finger.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bus climbed steadily up the road. The country was barren and rocks stuck up through the clay. There was no grass beside the road. Looking back we could see the country spread out below. Far back the fields were squares of green and brown on the hillsides.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel sat up on the operating table. The doctor stepped back, angry. Someone grabbed him and held him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They work naked,\" Yogi said. \"They're searched as they go out. Sometimes they try and conceal the razor blades and take them out with them to bootleg.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Robert,\" I said, and shook him by the shoulder. He looked up. He smiled and blinked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The sun rose thinly from the sea and the old man could see the other boats, low on the water and well in toward the shore, spread out across the current. Then the sun was brighter and the glare came on the water and then, as it rose clear, the flat sea sent it back at his eyes so that it hurt sharply and he rowed without looking into it. He looked down into the water and watched the lines that went straight down into the dark of the water. He kept them straighter than anyone did, so that at each level in the darkness of the stream there would be a bait waiting exactly where he wished it to be for any fish that swam there. Others let them drift with the current and sometimes they were at sixty fathoms when the fishermen thought they were at a hundred.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's too much,\" I said. \"We didn't pay more than that at a big hotel.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Frances Clyne was coming toward us from across the street. She was a very tall girl who walked with a great deal of movement. She waved and smiled. We watched her cross the street.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for. I must surely remember to eat the tuna after it gets light.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went back and Jack got dressed. \"He's a pretty tough-looking boy,\" Jack says to me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At dinner that night we found that Robert Cohn had taken a bath, had had a shave and a haircut and a shampoo, and something put on his hair afterward to make it stay down. He was nervous, and I did not try to help him any. The train was due in at nine o'clock from San Sebastian, and, if Brett and Mike were coming, they would be on it. At twenty minutes to nine we were not half through dinner. Robert Cohn got up from the table and said he would go to the station.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure,\" Jack says, \"he ain't going to last long. He ain't going to last like you and me, Jerry. But right now he's got everything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. I like it.\" He spread his hand flat on the table. \"Tell me I live for always, and be a millionaire.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Isn't it rotten? There isn't any use my telling you I love you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You wouldn't believe it.\" The innkeeper spoke to the sexton. \"Franz, come over here.\" The sexton came, bringing his little bottle of wine and his glass.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"This morning. She came in to get some things. She's looking after this Romero lad.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They drove along. The road turned off from the main highway and went up into the hills. It was hard pulling for the horses and the boys got down and walked. The road was sandy. Nick looked back from the top of the hill by the schoolhouse.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're not all the same,\" Bill said. \"They dance differently to all the different tunes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do you ever read what this fellow Brisbane writes? My wife cuts it out for me and sends it to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Fuentes, the tall gypsy, was standing holding a pair of banderillos, holding them together, slim, red sticks, fishhook points out. He looked at Manuel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure,\" Jack says. \"And you give away a lot of things free too, don't you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Splendid. Wish he wouldn't keep going off like a cat, though. Makes me nervous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went in through the heavy leather door that moved very lightly. It was dark inside. Many people were praying. You saw them as your eyes adjusted themselves to the half-light. We knelt at one of the long wooden benches.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky, he thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Think of these things in 1925-- Was there a frisque page in Puritan history? Were there two sides to Pocahontas? Did she have a fourth dimension?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull followed it in a half-charge and stopped still. He was on the defensive again. Manuel was walking towards him with the sword and muleta. Manuel swung the muleta before him. The bull would not charge.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Poor little chap,\" the waitress said. She poured a little catsup on her finger and the bird pecked at it gratefully.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't get bloody,\" Romero said, and grinned. The crowd wanted him. Several boys shouted at Brett. The crowd was the boys, the dancers, and the drunks. Romero turned and tried to get through the crowd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "And meanwhile, in the far-off dripping jungles of Yucatan, sounded the chopping of the axes of the gum-choppers. Do we want big men--or do we want them cultured? Take Joyce. Take President Coolidge. What star must our college students aim at?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When I went back into the inn the woman was down in the kitchen, and I asked her to get coffee for us, and that we wanted a lunch. Bill was awake and sitting on the edge of the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you,\" he said. \"I would advise you gentlemen to get some sandwiches. All the places for the first four services were reserved at the office of the company.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel stood up and picked up the muleta. Fuentes handed him the sword. It was bent where it had struck the shoulder-blade. Manuel straightened it on his knee and ran towards the bull, standing now beside one of the dead horses. As he ran, his jacket flopped where it had been ripped under the armpit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I woke up. There was a row going on outside. I listened and I thought I recognized a voice. I put on a dressing-gown and went to the door. The concierge was talking down-stairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He had no mysticism about turtles although he had gone in turtle boats for many years. He was sorry for them all, even the great trunk backs that were as long as the skiff and weighed a ton. Most people are heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I have such a heart too and my feet and hands are like theirs. He ate the white eggs to give himself strength.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There were three boys who came each day who were about the same age I was. They were all three from Milan, and one of them was to be a lawyer, and one was to be a painter, and one had intended to be a soldier, and after we were finished with the machines, sometimes we walked back together to the Cafe Cova, which was next door to the Scala. We walked the short way through the communist quarter because we were four together. The people hated us because we were officers, and from a wine shop someone would call out, \"A basso gli ufficiali!\" as we passed. Another boy who walked with us sometimes and made us five wore a black silk handkerchief across his face because he had no nose then and his face was to be rebuilt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I disjointed my rod and Bill's and packed them in the rod-case. I put the reels in the tackle-bag. Bill had packed the rucksack and we put one of the trout-bags in. I carried the other.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Finally we went up to Montmartre. Inside Zelli's it was crowded, smoky, and noisy. The music hit you as you went in. Brett and I danced. It was so crowded we could barely move.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You wouldn't believe it. You wouldn't believe what just happened to that one.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "About the new house I remember how my mother was always cleaning things out and making a good clearance. One time when my father was away on a hunting trip she made a good thorough cleaning out in the basement and burned everything that should not have been there. When my father came home and got down from his buggy and hitched the horse, the fire was still burning in the road beside the house. I went out to meet him. He handed me his shotgun and looked at the fire.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. I couldn't get it going. It's harder to do than my first book. I'm having a hard time handling it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Jack went to his corner walking that funny jerky way and we got him down through the ropes and through the reporters' tables and out down the aisle. A lot of people want to slap Jack on the back. He goes out through all that mob in his bathrobe to the dressing-room. It's a popular win for Walcott. That's the way the money was bet in the Garden.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine. They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That bird that's sticking out of your shirt.\" Scripps was at a loss. What sort of chap was this telegrapher? What sort of men went in for telegraphy? Were they like composers? Were they like artists?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When the old man saw him coming he knew that this was a shark that had no fear at all and would do exactly what he wished. He prepared the harpoon and made the rope fast while he watched the shark come on. The rope was short as it lacked what he had cut away to lash the fish.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm very fond of The Guardian,\" Scripps said. \"My family have taken it ever since I can remember. My father was a great admirer of Gladstone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Tell you about it some other time, brother,\" he said. Scripps understood. From out of the kitchen, through the wicket in the hall, came a high-pitched, haunting laugh. Scripps listened. Could that be the laughter of the Negro?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I could picture it. I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends. We went out to the Cafe Napolitain to have an aperitif and watch the evening crowd on the Boulevard.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good,\" he said. \"You will be able to play football again better than ever.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What's on your mind?\" Scripps asked abruptly. Ah, there it was. That horrid clipped speech again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You see, Mr. Barnes, it is because I have lived very much that now I can enjoy everything so well. Don't you find it like that?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We know all that, bright boy,\" Max said. \"Talk about something else. Ever go to the movies?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, it is a rotten shame. But there's no use talking about it, is there? Come on, let's go back to the cafe.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wish I had the boy,\" the old man said aloud. \"I'm being towed by a fish and I'm the towing bitt. I could make the line fast. But then he could break it. I must hold him all I can and give him line when he must have it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on back in the shade,\" he said. \"You mustn't feel that way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You are my man and more than my man.\" She looked into his eyes. \"You are all of America to me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They talked again and then the innkeeper came over to our table. The innkeeper was a tall man and old. He looked at John asleep.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The little Indian was crying. Yogi, in the starlight, saw that he had lost one of his artificial arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That boy's just crazy till he can get in the water,\" his mother said. \"It's pretty hard on youngsters travelling.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, Signor Maggiore,\" the adjutant answered. He leaned back in his chair and yawned. He took a paper-covered book out of the pocket of his coat and opened it; then laid it down on the table and lit his pipe. He leaned forward on the table to read and puffed at his pipe. Then he closed the book and put it back in his pocket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He started to work his way back to the stern on his hands and knees, being careful not to jerk against the fish. He may be half asleep himself, he thought. But I do not want him to rest. He must pull until he dies.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The light came through the doorway, and through the window where vegetables, fruit, steaks, and chops were arranged in a showcase. A girl came and took our order and another girl stood in the doorway. We noticed that she wore nothing under her house dress. The girl who took our order put her arm around Guy's neck while we were looking at the menu. There were three girls in all, and they all took turns going and standing in the doorway.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went out onto the sidewalk and walked down toward the Boulevard St. Michel, passed the tables of the Rotonde, still crowded, looked across the street at the Dome, its tables running out to the edge of the pavement. Some one waved at me from a table, I did not see who it was and went on. I wanted to get home. The Boulevard Montparnasse was deserted. Lavigne's was closed tight, and they were stacking the tables outside the Closerie des Lilas.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"White chief going get pretty cold,\" small Indian remarks. He hands a vest to the tall Indian. The tall Indian rolls all the clothing, all the cast-off garments, into a bundle, and they start back along the tracks to the town.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Now,\" he said. \"You can let the cord go, hand, and I will handle him with the right arm alone until you stop that nonsense.\" He put his left foot on the heavy line that the left hand had held and lay back against the pull against his back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. It isn't the sort of thing one does. I don't think I hurt him any.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "His father got up from the table and went out of the kitchen screen door. When he came back Nick was looking at his plate. He had been crying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel looked down at his glass. He had expected that answer; now he had it. Well, he had it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "My head started to work. The old grievance. Well, it was a rotten way to be wounded and flying on a joke front like the Italian. In the Italian hospital we were going to form a society. It had a funny name in Italian.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett smiled at Bill. \"I say I'm just back. Haven't bathed even. Michael comes in to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, you won't,\" Manuel said. \"You won't have a chance.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We left our bags here at the Dingo when we got in, and they asked us at this hotel if we wanted a room for the afternoon only. Seemed frightfully pleased we were going to stay all night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. It wasn't that. He really wanted to marry me. So I couldn't go away from him, he said. He wanted to make it sure I could never go away from him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The two woods Indians picked themselves up from the straw and limped toward the door. One of them, the little one, was crying. Yogi followed them out into the cold night. It was cold. The night was clear.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm not interested in bull-fighters. That's an abnormal life. I want to go back in the country in South America. We could have a great trip.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You better not have anything to do with it at all,\" Sam, the cook, said. \"You better stay way out of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" his father said. \"I just heard them threshing around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I'm learning how to do it, he thought. This part of it anyway. Then too, remember he hasn't eaten since he took the bait and he is huge and needs much food. I have eaten the whole bonito. Tomorrow I will eat the dolphin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When the taxi stopped I got out and paid. Brett came out putting on her hat. She gave me her hand as she stepped down. Her hand was shaky. \"I say, do I look too much of a mess?\" She pulled her man's felt hat down and started in for the bar.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What a lousy telegram!\" I said. \"He could send ten words for the same price. 'I come Thursday.' That gives you a lot of dope, doesn't it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She turned and called some one inside. A very fat woman came to the door. Her hair was gray and stiffly oiled in scallops around her face. She was short and commanding.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Your frients haff gone up-stairs,\" the German maitre d'hotel said in English. He was a continual eavesdropper. Brett turned to him:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "During this Romero was fingering his glass and talking with Brett. Brett was talking French and he was talking Spanish and a little English, and laughing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Silently for the most part, the workmen hung up their tools. The half-completed pumps were put away in their racks. The workmen filed, some of them talking, others silent, a few muttering, to the washroom to wash up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The cab stopped in front of the hotel and we all got out and went in. It was a nice hotel, and the people at the desk were very cheerful, and we each had a good small room.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Talk to me, bright boy,\" Max said. \"What do you think's going to happen?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked to the station. I was enjoying Cohn's nervousness. I hoped Brett would be on the train. At the station the train was late, and we sat on a baggage-truck and waited outside in the dark. I have never seen a man in civil life as nervous as Robert Cohn--nor as eager.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's passed out,\" Brett called. \"They've put him away somewhere.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll lash the two oars together across the stern and that will slow him in the night,\" he said. \"He's good for the night and so am I.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't want to know what they were like,\" Ole Andreson said. He looked at the wall. \"Thanks for coming to tell me about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, let's not talk about it. There were some funny things, though. Do give me a cigarette.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the morning I walked down the Boulevard to the rue Soufflot for coffee and brioche. It was a fine morning. The horse-chestnut trees in the Luxembourg gardens were in bloom. There was the pleasant early-morning feeling of a hot day. I read the papers with the coffee and then smoked a cigarette.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The red door of the toril swung back and for a moment Zurito looked into the empty passage-way far across the arena. Then the bull came out in a rush, skidding on his four legs as he came out under the lights, then charging in a gallop, moving softly in a fast gallop, silent except as he woofed through wide nostrils as he charged, glad to be free after the dark pen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We have got the loveliest hotel,\" Mike said. \"I think it's a brothel!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't think, old man,\" he said aloud. \"Sail on this course and take it when it comes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I know how to care for them. In the night I spat something strange and felt something in my chest was broken.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett was happy. Mike had a way of getting an intensity of feeling into shaking hands. Robert Cohn shook hands because we were back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't bother with these two,\" the clean-cut young man said in a wearied voice. \"Come and eat. They are worth nothing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You haven't used it properly. I've had hell's own amount of credit on mine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Jake,\" Mike said. He was almost crying. \"You know I'm right. Listen, you!\" He turned to Cohn: \"Go away! Go away now!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's the dinner,\" George explained. \"You can get that at six o'clock.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We ate the sandwiches and drank the Chablis and watched the country out of the window. The grain was just beginning to ripen and the fields were full of poppies. The pastureland was green, and there were fine trees, and sometimes big rivers and chateaux off in the trees.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's it. He seems like a nice old fellow. I think it's a better cafe than this one.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's it,\" Jack would say. He didn't like it any, though.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I poured the water directly into it and stirred it instead of letting it drip. Bill put in a lump of ice. I stirred the ice around with a spoon in the brownish, cloudy mixture.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I swung at him and he ducked. I saw his face duck sideways in the light. He hit me and I sat down on the pavement. As I started to get on my feet he hit me twice. I went down backward under a table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, don't I,\" says Jack. \"Say,\" he says to John. \"You're my manager. You get a big enough cut. Why the hell don't you come out here when the reporters was out!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're our two hand-workers,\" Yogi said. \"They make all the pumps the manufactory sends out to the big international pump races. You remember our Peerless Pounder that won the pump race in Italy, where Franky Dawson was killed?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Did you understand it all?\" asked the innkeeper. \"You understand it all about his wife?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I slept all right,\" Jack said. \"I got a thick tongue but I ain't got a head.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know how to describe the quality,\" Cohn said. \"I suppose it's breeding.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It is strange,\" the old man said. \"He never went turtle-ing. That is what kills the eyes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Outside on the square it had stopped raining and the moon was trying to get through the clouds. There was a wind blowing. The military band was playing and the crowd was massed on the far side of the square where the fireworks specialist and his son were trying to send up fire balloons. A balloon would start up jerkily, on a great bias, and be torn by the wind or blown against the houses of the square. Some fell into the crowd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Eat those garlics, Robert,\" Mike said. \"I say. Do eat those garlics.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We watched the beginning of the evening of the last night of the fiesta. The absinthe made everything seem better. I drank it without sugar in the dripping glass, and it was pleasantly bitter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Where did you wash? the boy thought. The village water supply was two streets down the road. I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel. Why am I so thoughtless?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As we waited, the Fascist came up on his bicycle. The train went by and Guy started the engine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "All the time rockets were going up. The cafe tables were all full now. The square was emptying of people and the crowd was filling the cafes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He sat in the outer room and read the papers, and the Editor and Publisher and I worked hard for two hours. Then I sorted out the carbons, stamped on a by-line, put the stuff in a couple of big manila envelopes and rang for a boy to take them to the Gare St. Lazare. I went out into the other room and there was Robert Cohn asleep in the big chair. He was asleep with his head on his arms. I did not like to wake him up, but I wanted to lock the office and shove off.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You don't work. One group claims women support you. Another group claims you're impotent.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That'll do,\" Hogan said when he saw me come in. \"You can stop the slaughter. You gentlemen take a shower and Bruce will rub you down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't be afraid,\" the major said. His hands were folded on the blankets. \"I won't touch you. You can go back to your platoon if you like. But you had better stay on as my servant.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I know,\" said the count. \"That is the secret. You must get to know the values.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Wait,\" the bicycle man shouted from behind the car. \"Your number's dirty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know,\" Brett said, \"I'm not worried about him at all. I just feel happy about him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good luck,\" the old man said. He fitted the rope lashings of the oars onto the thole pins and, leaning forward against the thrust of the blades in the water, he began to row out of the harbour in the dark. There were other boats from the other beaches going out to sea and the old man heard the dip and push of their oars even though he could not see them now the moon was below the hills.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel drank a glass of water poured for him by one of Retana's deputies, who was acting as his manager and sword-handler. Hernandez came over from speaking with his own manager.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"A pig and the noisy ones,\" the waitress called in a matter-of-fact voice into the open wicket. \"One for a bird!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "John turned the handle and we all went in. Jack was lying asleep on the bed. He was face down and his face was in the pillow. Both his arms were around the pillow.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "[The wine-seller puts out a pitcher of wine, a size smaller than the last one. He leans forward on the wooden counter.]", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's really an awfully simple operation, Jig,\" the man said. \"It's not really an operation at all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Cohn woke me when he came in. He started to undress and went over and closed the window because the people on the balcony of the house just across the street were looking in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I know we will. You don't have to be afraid. I've known lots of people that have done it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, some will come through. I've two weeks allowance should be here. I can live on tick at this pub in Saint Jean.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That way nothing is accomplished, he thought. His mouth was too dry to speak but he could not reach for the water now. I must get him alongside this time, he thought. I am not good for many more turns. Yes you are, he told himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't feel any way,\" the girl said. \"I just know things.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I stood in front of the door of Mike's room and knocked. There was no answer. I tried the knob and it opened. Inside the room was in great disorder. All the bags were opened and clothing was strewn around.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill raised the wine-skin and let the stream of wine spurt out and into his mouth, his head tipped back. When he stopped drinking and tipped the leather bottle down a few drops ran down his chin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'd have sworn you looked a bit on the white side,\" Red Dog said. \"Damned good thing this came out in time. There'd have been no end of scandal.\" He put his hand to his head and pursed his lips. \"Here, you,\" he turned suddenly and gripped Yogi by the vest. Yogi felt the barrel of an automatic pushed hard against his stomach.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him. The old man was dreaming about the lions.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've been asking you to,\" the boy told him gently. \"I have not wished to open the container until you were ready.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't be sore,\" John says. \"I didn't mean to wake you up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The woman brought two glasses of beer and two felt pads. She put the felt pads and the beer glasses on the table and looked at the man and the girl. The girl was looking off at the line of hills. They were white in the sun and the country was brown and dry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" said Bill. \"You can't blame him such a hell of a lot.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I must bathe,\" said Brett. \"Walk up to the hotel with me, Jake. Be a good chap.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You can go now, Mr. Turner,\" Campbell said. \"I don't work for you any more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When the boy came back the old man was asleep in the chair and the sun was down. The boy took the old army blanket off the bed and spread it over the back of the chair and over the old man's shoulders. They were strange shoulders, still powerful although very old, and the neck was still strong too and the creases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward. His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun. The old man's head was very old though and with his eyes closed there was no life in his face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can give you any kind of sandwiches,\" George said. \"You can have ham and eggs, bacon and eggs, liver and bacon, or a steak.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wish people would come earlier,\" Braddocks said. The daughter came up and wanted to know what we would drink. The proprietor got up on a high stool beside the dancing-floor and began to play the accordion. He had a string of bells around one of his ankles and beat time with his foot as he played. Every one danced.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I unpacked my bags and stacked my books on the table beside the head of the bed, put out my shaving things, hung up some clothes in the big armoire, and made up a bundle for the laundry. Then I took a shower in the bathroom and went down to lunch. Spain had not changed to summer-time, so I was early. I set my watch again. I had recovered an hour by coming to San Sebastian.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't,\" Manuel said. \"I'm going good now, I tell you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "THE road of the pass was hard and smooth and not yet dusty in the early morning. Below were the hills with oak and chestnut trees, and far away below was the sea. On the other side were snowy mountains.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's not worth it,\" I said. \"Drive me to the Hotel Panier Fleuri.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Out in the centre of the ring Romero profiled in front of the bull, drew the sword out from the folds of the muleta, rose on his toes, and sighted along the blade. The bull charged as Romero charged. Romero's left hand dropped the muleta over the bull's muzzle to blind him, his left shoulder went forward between the horns as the sword went in, and for just an instant he and the bull were one, Romero way out over the bull, the right arm extended high up to where the hilt of the sword had gone in between the bull's shoulders. Then the figure was broken. There was a little jolt as Romero came clear, and then he was standing, one hand up, facing the bull, his shirt ripped out from under his sleeve, the white blowing in the wind, and the bull, the red sword hilt tight between his shoulders, his head going down and his legs settling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She couldn't take her eyes off them,\" Mike said. \"She's an extraordinary wench.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. Just don't let him know I talked to you. I know what he wants.\" Now for the first time she dropped her bright, terribly cheerful manner. \"He wants to go back to New York alone, and be there when his book comes out so when a lot of little chickens like it. That's what he wants.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He knew he was beaten now finally and without remedy and he went back to the stern and found the jagged end of the tiller would fit in the slot of the rudder well enough for him to steer. He settled the sack around his shoulders and put the skiff on her course. He sailed lightly now and he had no thoughts nor any feelings of any kind. He was past everything now and he sailed the skiff to make his home port as well and as intelligently as he could. In the night sharks hit the carcass as someone might pick up crumbs from the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We were the only people in the inn. Well, I thought, it's only a few days.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Bright boy can do everything,\" Max said. \"He can cook and everything. You'd make some girl a nice wife, bright boy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Pinin looked at the floor. The major looked at his brown face, down and up him, and at his hands. Then he went on, not smiling. \"And you really don't want--\" the major paused. Pinin looked at the floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's take the bottle and come back later,\" Bill said. \"I don't want to sit here on a night like this.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You don't know Frances. Any girl at all. Didn't you see the way she looked?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Sometimes the stream ran through an open meadow, and in the dry grass I would catch grasshoppers and use them for bait and sometimes I would catch grasshoppers and toss them into the stream and watch them float along swimming on the stream and circling on the surface as the current took them and then disappear as a trout rose. Sometimes I would fish four or five different streams in the night; starting as near as I could get to their source and fishing them down stream. When I had finished too quickly and the time did not go, I would fish the stream over again, starting where it emptied into the lake and fishing back up stream, trying for all the trout I had missed coming down. Some nights too I made up streams, and some of them were very exciting, and it was like being awake and dreaming. Some of those streams I still remember and think that I have fished in them, and they are confused with streams I really know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What do you call yourself 'Walcott' for?\" Jack says. \"Didn't you know he was a nigger?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "On the train going to town Jack didn't talk. He sat in the corner of the seat with his ticket in his hat-band and looked out of the window. Once he turned and spoke to me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He did not remember when he had first started to talk aloud when he was by himself. He had sung when he was by himself in the old days and he had sung at night sometimes when he was alone steering on his watch in the smacks or in the turtle boats. He had probably started to talk aloud, when alone, when the boy had left. But he did not remember. When he and the boy fished together they usually spoke only when it was necessary.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I wish he'd sleep and I could sleep and dream about the lions, he thought. Why are the lions the main thing that is left? Don't think, old man, he said to himself. Rest gently now against the wood and think of nothing. He is working.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito said nothing. He had the only steady horse of the lot. He had tried him, wheeling him in the corrals, and he responded to the bit and the spurs. He had taken the bandage off his right eye and cut the strings where they had tied his ears tight shut at the base. He was a good, solid horse, solid on his legs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was not at all embarrassed. He talked of his work as something altogether apart from himself. There was nothing conceited or braggartly about him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What a rotten business. I had hoped we'd all have another go at the Irati together.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thanks, old man,\" Krum said. Woolsey shook his head. \"I've got to file that line he got off this morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Ah, yes, there was big money to be made in the furniture business if you knew how to go about it. He, Scripps, knew all the wrinkles of that game. In his own mind it was settled. He would stop at Grand Rapids. The little bird fluttered, happily now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've had plenty to worry about one time or other. I'm through worrying.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps went on up to his house. It was not a big house, but it wasn't size that mattered to Scripps's old woman.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It seems the bull-fighter chap was sitting on the floor. He was waiting to get strength enough to get up and hit Cohn again. Brett wasn't having any shaking hands, and Cohn was crying and telling her how much he loved her, and she was telling him not to be a ruddy ass. Then Cohn leaned down to shake hands with the bull-fighter fellow. No hard feelings, you know.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside the dining-car the waiters served the fifth successive table d'hote meal. The waiter who served us was soaked through. His white jacket was purple under the arms.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I must give him something more than the belly meat then. He is very thoughtful for us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The fiesta was really started. It kept up day and night for seven days. The dancing kept up, the drinking kept up, the noise went on. The things that happened could only have happened during a fiesta. Everything became quite unreal finally and it seemed as though nothing could have any consequences.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "SO he ate an orange, slowly spitting out the seeds. Outside, the snow was turning to rain. Inside, the electric stove seemed to give no heat and rising from his writing-table, he sat down upon the stove. How good it felt! Here, at last, was life.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He started to climb again and at the top he fell and lay for some time with the mast across his shoulder. He tried to get up. But it was too difficult and he sat there with the mast on his shoulder and looked at the road. A cat passed on the far side going about its business and the old man watched it. Then he just watched the road.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Finally he put the mast down and stood up. He picked the mast up and put it on his shoulder and started up the road. He had to sit down five times before he reached his shack.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "John was hanging on to the ropes. He had the towel ready to chuck in. Jack was standing just a little way out from the ropes. He took a step forward. I saw the sweat come out on his face like somebody had squeezed it and a big drop went down his nose.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You order,\" I said. \"Do you think it's true?\" I asked the innkeeper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We started down. Walcott was just getting into the ring. The crowd gave him a big hand. He climbed through between the ropes and put his two fists together and smiled, and shook them at the crowd, first at one side of the ring, then at the other, and then sat down. Jack got a good hand coming down through the crowd.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Right,\" Brett said. \"I haven't seen Madrid. I should see Madrid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"This wine is too good for toast-drinking, my dear. You don't want to mix emotions up with a wine like that. You lose the taste.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel sat down; his cap off, his face was changed. He looked pale, and his coleta pinned forward on his head, so that it would not show under the cap, gave him a strange look.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi Johnson did not know. Obviously, walking was not the solution of their problem. Walking was all right in its way. Coxey's Army. A horde of men, seeking work, pressing on toward Washington.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The sun was two hours higher now and it did not hurt his eyes so much to look into the east. There were only three boats in sight now and they showed very low and far inshore.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "His mind was wandering. He knew what it was. He was faint with hunger. This Northern air was too sharp, too keen for him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I walked down the hill from the cathedral and up the street to the cafe on the square. It was a little before noon. Robert Cohn and Bill were sitting at one of the tables. The marble-topped tables and the white wicker chairs were gone. They were replaced by cast-iron tables and severe folding chairs.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll bring the food and the papers,\" the boy said. \"Rest well, old man. I will bring stuff from the drug-store for your hands.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hello,\" she said, \"I'm so glad you're here, Jake. I've been wanting to talk to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You ain't got any idea. You can't have an idea what it's like.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was no good going on. He would cut the story short. He would give the bare essentials. Besides, it was beastly cold. It was cold standing there on the wind-swept station platform.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He is a great fish and I must convince him, he thought. I must never let him learn his strength nor what he could do if he made his run. If I were him I would put in everything now and go until something broke. But, thank God, they are not as intelligent as we who kill them; although they are more noble and more able.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Who's she?\" Georgette turned to me. \"Do I have to talk to her?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel drank his brandy. He felt sleepy himself. It was too hot to go out into the town. Besides there was nothing to do. He wanted to see Zurito.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. He can only come, from where he lives, on skis until the snow melts. So today he brought her in to be buried and the priest, when he looked at her face, didn't want to bury her. You go on and tell it,\" he said to the sexton. \"Speak German, not dialect.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Leaning back, inciting the bull with the banderillos, Fuentes jumped, both feet off the ground. As he jumped the bull's tail rose and he charged. Fuentes came down on his toes, arms straight out, whole body arching forward, and drove the shafts straight down as he swung his body clear of the right horn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"James was quite a writer,\" Scripps O'Neil said. He was strangely moved by the story.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do you mind if I give you that hundred pesetas in the morning, Cohn?\" Bill asked. \"I haven't changed any money here yet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"My gosh! I'm sleepy now,\" Cohn said. \"Doesn't this thing ever stop?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He can't have gone,\" he said. \"Christ knows he can't have gone. He's making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and he remembers something of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You might,\" he said. \"You tried to buy it with eighty-four days at sea. They nearly sold it to you too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The shark swung over and the old man saw his eye was not alive and then he swung over once again, wrapping himself in two loops of the rope. The old man knew that he was dead but the shark would not accept it. Then, on his back, with his tail lashing and his jaws clicking, the shark plowed over the water as a speed-boat does. The water was white where his tail beat it and three-quarters of his body was clear above the water when the rope came taut, shivered, and then snapped. The shark lay quietly for a little while on the surface and the old man watched him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then he looked behind him and saw that no land was visible. That makes no difference, he thought. I can always come in on the glow from Havana. There are two more hours before the sun sets and maybe he will come up before that. If he doesn't maybe he will come up with the moon.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Above him a slit of light came in the roof. Then it was blocked by two black figures, there was the sound of a kick, a blow, a series of thuds, some dull, some sharp, and two human forms came crashing down the ladder. From above floated the dark, haunting sound of black Negro laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Stay at my house if you like, bird,\" he said. \"I am sorry I cannot hoist the sail and take you in with the small breeze that is rising. But I am with a friend.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" he said, \"it don't do you any good and I suppose you get so you don't miss it. Did you ever hear a blind man won't smoke because he can't see the smoke come out?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was a warm spring night and I sat at a table on the terrace of the Napolitain after Robert had gone, watching it get dark and the electric signs come on, and the red and green stop-and-go traffic-signal, and the crowd going by, and the horse-cabs clippety-clopping along at the edge of the solid taxi traffic, and the poules going by, singly and in pairs, looking for the evening meal. I watched a good-looking girl walk past the table and watched her go up the street and lost sight of her, and watched another, and then saw the first one coming back again. She went by once more and I caught her eye, and she came over and sat down at the table. The waiter came up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I was not at all sure Mike's rods would come from Scotland in time, so we hunted a tackle store and finally bought a rod for Bill up-stairs over a drygoods store. The man who sold the tackle was out, and we had to wait for him to come back. Finally he came in, and we bought a pretty good rod cheap, and two landing-nets.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They were well ahead of me and it was no use trying to catch them. Bill was buying shoe-shines for Mike. Bootblacks opened the street door and each one Bill called over and started to work on Mike.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I told the driver to go to the Parc Montsouris, and got in, and slammed the door. Brett was leaning back in the corner, her eyes closed. I got in and sat beside her. The cab started with a jerk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When he had finished his work with the muleta and was ready to kill, the crowd made him go on. They did not want the bull killed yet, they did not want it to be over. Romero went on. It was like a course in bull-fighting. All the passes he linked up, all completed, all slow, templed and smooth.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It was the only way to kill him,\" the old man said. He was feeling better since the water and he knew he would not go away and his head was clear. He's over fifteen hundred pounds the way he is, he thought. Maybe much more. If he dresses out two-thirds of that at thirty cents a pound?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know, John,\" I said. \"I got in pretty bad shape along early last spring and at night it bothers me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi walked across the road and sat down on a pile of logs, where he could look out over the lake. After all, the war was over and he was still alive.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the romance of the unusual. He laid down the booklet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't cry,\" Yogi said to the little Indian. \"I'll buy you a new arm.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man looked carefully in the glimpse of vision that he had. Then he took two turns of the harpoon line around the bitt in the bow and laid his head on his hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He held the line tight in his right hand and then pushed his thigh against his right hand as he leaned all his weight against the wood of the bow. Then he passed the line a little lower on his shoulders and braced his left hand on it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I have all those prayers I promised if I caught the fish, he thought. But I am too tired to say them now. I better get the sack and put it over my shoulders.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Ah, yes,\" said Mike. \"I know now. It was a damn dull dinner, and I couldn't stick it, so I left. Later on in the evening I found the box in my pocket. What's this?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How lovely!\" she said. And then smiled shyly. \"And I have been working all day long--for you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, well,\" he said. \"I knew you were in a motor-car from the way the dust was.\" So I gave him two copper coins.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They lead such a quiet life. They never say anything and they're always hanging about so.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went out and told the woman what a rum punch was and how to make it. In a few minutes a girl brought a stone pitcher, steaming, into the room. Bill came over from the piano and we drank the hot punch and listened to the wind.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "For the reader, not the printer. What difference does it make to the printer? Who is the printer, anyway? Gutenberg. The Gutenberg Bible.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Mrs. Scripps, formerly an elderly waitress, now the wife of Scripps O'Neil, with a good job in the pump-factory. Diana Scripps. Diana was her own name. It had been her mother's, too. Diana Scripps looking into the mirror and wondering could she hold him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He must be the village idiot,\" Bill said. \"My God! look at that!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Comfortably. That's a nice word. We'll have to go like hell to get there and back and have any fishing at all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Try it. You can't tell; maybe this is the one that gets it. Hey, waiter! Another absinthe for this senor!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. I just don't believe it. Have you known her a long time?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't think so,\" said the American lady. \"She wouldn't eat anything and she wouldn't sleep at all. I've tried so very hard, but she doesn't seem to take an interest in anything. She doesn't care about things. I couldn't have her marrying a foreigner.\" She paused.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do look after Mike,\" Brett said. \"Don't let him get too bad.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was still very polite, but he was surer of himself. \"Look,\" he said, \"do you see any bulls in my hand?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Sherman bowed. \"That is the risk we must take, ma'am.\" He clapped spurs to his horse and rode away, his long white hair floating on the wind. Neither Scripps nor his mother ever saw him again. Odd that he should think of that incident now. He looked up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Ought not to daunt you. Never be daunted. Secret of my success. Never been daunted. Never been daunted in public.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The canary shook his feathers and pecked in them. \"I've always loved birds,\" the American lady said. \"I'm taking him home to my little girl. There--he's singing now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The fish is my friend too,\" he said aloud. \"I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Here, give them to me.\" Brett took them. \"Get me some water in this, Jake.\" I filled the big earthenware jug with water in the kitchen, and Brett put the roses in it, and placed them in the centre of the dining-room table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"An old lady,\" said Mike. \"Her bags fell on me. Let's go in and see Brett. I say, she is a piece. You are a lovely lady, Brett.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now is no time to think of baseball, he thought. Now is the time to think of only one thing. That which I was born for. There might be a big one around that school, he thought. I picked up only a straggler from the albacore that were feeding.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We crossed the Boulevard Montparnasse and sat down at a table. A boy came up with the Paris Times, and I bought one and opened it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What kind of a row was it?\" I asked Edna. We were walking across the square to the Suizo. Bill was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's better. Very funny,\" Brett said. \"Then he wanted me to go to Cannes with him. Told him I knew too many people in Cannes. Monte Carlo.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, yes. They ragged him about me at the cafe, I guess. He wanted me to grow my hair out. Me, with long hair. I'd look so like hell.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I thought he must be figuring on taking an awful beating if he doesn't want to go home afterwards. In town we took a taxi up to the Shelby. A boy came out and took our bags and we went to the desk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "So he did it. It was difficult in the dark and once the fish made a surge that pulled him down on his face and made a cut below his eye. The blood ran down his cheek a little way. But it coagulated and dried before it reached his chin and he worked his way back to the bow and rested against the wood. He adjusted the sack and carefully worked the line so that it came across a new part of his shoulders and, holding it anchored with his shoulders, he carefully felt the pull of the fish and then felt with his hand the progress of the skiff through the water.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together, and I always had a suspicion that perhaps Robert Cohn had never been middleweight boxing champion, and that perhaps a horse had stepped on his face, or that maybe his mother had been frightened or seen something, or that he had, maybe, bumped into something as a young child, but I finally had somebody verify the story from Spider Kelly. Spider Kelly not only remembered Cohn. He had often wondered what had become of him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett looked at me. \"I say,\" she said, \"is Robert Cohn going on this trip?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've got to do something. I've got to do something I really want to do. I've lost my self-respect.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He spat into the ocean and said, \"Eat that, Galanos. And make a dream you've killed a man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's so.\" He walked with me up to the kiosque at the corner. \"You are not sore, are you, Jake?\" He turned with the paper in his hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm offering to put you on tomorrow night,\" Retana said. \"You can work with young Hernandez and kill two novillos after the Charlots.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you,\" Scripps said. He turned and walked into the silent, deserted Northern town. Luckily, he had four hundred and fifty dollars in his pocket. He had sold a story to George Horace Lorimer just before he had started out with his old woman on that drinking trip. Why had he gone at all?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Some one asked Georgette to dance, and I went over to the bar. It was really very hot and the accordion music was pleasant in the hot night. I drank a beer, standing in the doorway and getting the cool breath of wind from the street. Two taxis were coming down the steep street. They both stopped in front of the Bal.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He jammed the tiller, made the sheet fast and reached under the stern for the club. It was an oar handle from a broken oar sawed off to about two and a half feet in length. He could only use it effectively with one hand because of the grip of the handle and he took good hold of it with his right hand, flexing his hand on it, as he watched the sharks come. They were both galanos.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No! No!\" several Basques said. \"Not like that.\" One snatched the bottle away from the owner, who was himself about to give a demonstration. He was a young fellow and he held the wine-bottle at full arms' length and raised it high up, squeezing the leather bag with his hand so the stream of wine hissed into his mouth. He held the bag out there, the wine making a flat, hard trajectory into his mouth, and he kept on swallowing smoothly and regularly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He saw the reflected glare of the lights of the city at what must have been around ten o'clock at night. They were only perceptible at first as the light is in the sky before the moon rises. Then they were steady to see across the ocean which was rough now with the increasing breeze. He steered inside of the glow and he thought that now, soon, he must hit the edge of the stream.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Say, Signor Tenente, is there something really the matter that you can't sleep? I never see you sleep. You haven't slept nights ever since I been with you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Send it up to the room,\" Jack says. \"I'm going to sleep tonight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"C'est entendu, Monsieur,\" the patronne said. \"You go now? So early?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't want any more of that,\" said Sam, the cook. \"I don't want any more of that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Monday evening he turned up at the flat. I heard his taxi stop and went to the window and called to him; he waved and started up-stairs carrying his bags. I met him on the stairs, and took one of the bags.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "When I woke in the morning I went to the window and looked out. It had cleared and there were no clouds on the mountains. Outside under the window were some carts and an old diligence, the wood of the roof cracked and split by the weather. It must have been left from the days before the motor-buses. A goat hopped up on one of the carts and then to the roof of the diligence.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Mike started to open the bottle. \"Would you mind opening it?\" I pressed up the wire fastener and poured it for him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll bet you fifty pesetas they're here to-night,\" Bill said. He always bets when he is angered, and so he usually bets foolishly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The concierge, before she became a concierge, had owned a drink-selling concession at the Paris race-courses. Her life-work lay in the pelouse, but she kept an eye on the people of the pesage, and she took great pride in telling me which of my guests were well brought up, which were of good family, who were sportsmen, a French word pronounced with the accent on the men. The only trouble was that people who did not fall into any of those three categories were very liable to be told there was no one home, chez Barnes. One of my friends, an extremely underfed-looking painter, who was obviously to Madame Duzinell neither well brought up, of good family, nor a sportsman, wrote me a letter asking if I could get him a pass to get by the concierge so he could come up and see me occasionally in the evenings.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sleeping,\" the boy called. He did not care that they saw him crying. \"Let no one disturb him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Won't you have a drink with us?\" I asked the innkeeper. He sat down. \"Those peasants are beasts,\" said the innkeeper.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We had supper. Jack didn't say anything all during the meal except, \"Will you pass me this?\" or \"Will you pass me that?\" The two health-farm patients ate at the same table with us. They were pretty nice fellows. After we finished eating we went out on the porch. It was dark early.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, we've so much money now,\" Brett said. \"I say, haven't you met Bill yet? You are a lovely host, Jake.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" Scripps said. \"The little chap's rather tired now. After all, it was a hard night for him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I must not think nonsense, he thought. Luck is a thing that comes in many forms and who can recognize her? I would take some though in any form and pay what they asked. I wish I could see the glow from the lights, he thought. I wish too many things.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But by midnight he fought and this time he knew the fight was useless. They came in a pack and he could only see the lines in the water that their fins made and their phosphorescence as they threw themselves on the fish. He clubbed at heads and heard the jaws chop and the shaking of the skiff as they took hold below. He clubbed desperately at what he could only feel and hear and he felt something seize the club and it was gone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We came down around curves, through deep dust, the dust powdering the olive trees. Spezia spread below along the sea. The road flattened outside the town. Our guest put his head in the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" I said, \"it's easy. All you have to do is not give him the message.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I woke with a headache and the noise of the bands going by in the street. I remembered I had promised to take Bill's friend Edna to see the bulls go through the street and into the ring. I dressed and went down-stairs and out into the cold early morning. People were crossing the square, hurrying toward the bull-ring. Across the square were the two lines of men in front of the ticket-booths.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel stood in the patio de caballos waiting for the Charlie Chaplins to be over. Zurito stood beside him. Where they stood it was dark. The high door that led into the bullring was shut. Above them they heard a shout, then another shout of laughter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're an expatriate. You've lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on in to Pamplona. We can play some bridge there, and there's going to be a damned fine fiesta.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We crossed the Spanish frontier. There was a little stream and a bridge, and Spanish carabineers, with patent-leather Bonaparte hats, and short guns on their backs, on one side, and on the other fat Frenchmen in kepis and mustaches. They only opened one bag and took the passports in and looked at them. There was a general store and inn on each side of the line. The chauffeur had to go in and fill out some papers about the car and we got out and went over to the stream to see if there were any trout.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He thought in bullfight terms. Sometimes he had a thought and the particular piece of slang would not come into his mind and he could not realize the thought. His instincts and knowledge worked automatically, and his brain worked slowly and in words. He knew all about bulls. He did not have to think about them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Maybe they won't like it. I don't think he's that way. Really.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't be silly,\" he said aloud. \"And keep awake and steer. You may have much luck yet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Extraordinary thing,\" Mike said. \"Met my former partner the other day. Offered to buy me a drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Put it in there, Henry,\" the count motioned. \"Now go down and get the ice.\" He stood looking after the basket inside the kitchen door. \"I think you'll find that's very good wine,\" he said. \"I know we don't get much of a chance to judge good wine in the States now, but I got this from a friend of mine that's in the business.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Take a look.\" William Campbell pulled up the right sleeve of his pajama jacket under the sheet, then shoved the right forearm out. \"Look at that.\" On the forearm, from just above the wrist to the elbow, were small blue circles around tiny dark blue punctures. The circles almost touched one another. \"That's the new development,\" William Campbell said. \"I drink a little now once in a while, just to drive the wolf out of the room.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Sometimes someone would speak in a boat. But most of the boats were silent except for the dip of the oars. They spread apart after they were out of the mouth of the harbour and each one headed for the part of the ocean where he hoped to find fish. The old man knew he was going far out and he left the smell of the land behind and rowed out into the clean early morning smell of the ocean. He saw the phosphorescence of the Gulf weed in the water as he rowed over the part of the ocean that the fishermen called the great well because there was a sudden deep of seven hundred fathoms where all sorts of fish congregated because of the swirl the current made against the steep walls of the floor of the ocean.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was a sign with a picture of an S-turn and Svolta Pericolosa. The road curved around the headland and the wind blew through the crack in the windshield. Below the cape was a flat stretch beside the sea. The wind had dried the mud and the wheels were beginning to lift dust. On the flat road we passed a Fascist riding a bicycle, a heavy revolver in a holster on his back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "1st Soldier--It was the least I could do for him. I'll tell you he looked pretty good to me in there today.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Scripps, dear, wouldn't you like to come home?\" Diana's voice quavered. \"There's a new Mercury.\" She had changed from the London Mercury to The American Mercury just to please Scripps. \"It just came. I wish you felt like coming home, Scripps, there's a splendid thing in this Mercury. Do come home, Scripps, I've never asked anything of you before.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Walking across the square to the hotel everything looked new and changed. I had never seen the trees before. I had never seen the flagpoles before, nor the front of the theatre. It was all different. I felt as I felt once coming home from an out-of-town football game.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, yes. I've got some darbs. But not alongside of this Robert Cohn. The funny thing is he's nice, too. I like him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He charged straight for the steers and two men ran out from behind the planks and shouted, to turn him. He did not change his direction and the men shouted: \"Hah! Hah! Toro!\" and waved their arms; the two steers turned sideways to take the shock, and the bull drove into one of the steers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's through now,\" Harvey went on. \"He's written about all the things he knows, and now he's on all the things he doesn't know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett looked at me. \"I was a fool to go away,\" she said. \"One's an ass to leave Paris.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The waitress shoved up a little wicket that led into the kitchen. Scripps had a glimpse of a warm, steam-filled room, with big pots and kettles, and many shining cans on the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She does. I'm just your interpreter. Isn't that what you got me in on this trip for?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, yes. But I don't care about me. And I'll do it and then everything will be fine.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked along past the theatre and out of the square and along through the barracks of the fair, moving with the crowd between the lines of booths. We came out on a cross-street that led to the Paseo de Sarasate. We could see the crowd walking there, all the fashionably dressed people. They were making the turn at the upper end of the park.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good,\" Romero laughed. \"At a thousand duros apiece,\" he said to me in Spanish. \"Tell me some more.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've no money,\" Mike said. \"I'm stony. I've just twenty francs. Here, take twenty francs.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Here she is,\" Mike said. \"Here's the beautiful lady with the beer.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The fat woman who ran the inn came out from the kitchen and shook hands with us. She took off her spectacles, wiped them, and put them on again. It was cold in the inn and the wind was starting to blow outside. The woman sent a girl up-stairs with us to show the room. There were two beds, a washstand, a clothes-chest, and a big, framed steel-engraving of Nuestra Senora de Roncesvalles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I won't be one of those bitches,\" she said. \"But, oh, Jake, please let's never talk about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We were passing three cars that had been in a wreck. They were splintered open and the roofs sagged in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You must get well fast for there is much that I can learn and you can teach me everything. How much did you suffer?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Before the waiter brought the sherry the rocket that announced the fiesta went up in the square. It burst and there was a gray ball of smoke high up above the Theatre Gayarre, across on the other side of the plaza. The ball of smoke hung in the sky like a shrapnel burst, and as I watched, another rocket came up to it, trickling smoke in the bright sunlight. I saw the bright flash as it burst and another little cloud of smoke appeared. By the time the second rocket had burst there were so many people in the arcade, that had been empty a minute before, that the waiter, holding the bottle high up over his head, could hardly get through the crowd to our table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The barman went far enough up the bar so that he would not hear our conversation. Brett had sipped from the Martini as it stood, on the wood. Then she picked it up. Her hand was steady enough to lift it after that first sip.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm coming over some night. The Dingo. That's the great place, isn't it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's a good hand,\" Brett said. \"I think he'll live a long time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There were a pile of deer shipped down by hunters from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, lying piled the one on the other, dead and stiff and drifted half over with snow on the station platform. Scripps read the sign again. Could this be Petoskey?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen,\" the clean-cut young man said from the table where he was writing, \"let them go. These two are worth nothing.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, anyway, let's eat,\" said Bill. \"Unless you want me to tell you some more travel stories.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "This far out, he must be huge in this month, he thought. Eat them, fish. Eat them. Please eat them. How fresh they are and you down there six hundred feet in that cold water in the dark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Was I rude enough to him?\" Brett asked. Cohn was gone. \"My God! I'm so sick of him!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It's a real chinook wind, Yogi thought. The foreman did right to let the men go. It wouldn't be safe. Keeping them in a day like this. Anything might happen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. He's through. All he needs is to have Corbett pick him to win for it to be all over.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Have you your bird?\" asked the waitress, laying aside her apron and folding the copy of The Manchester Guardian Weekly. \"I'll bring The Guardian, if you don't mind,\" she said, wrapping the paper in her apron. \"It's a new paper and I've not read it yet.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The train stopped for half an hour at Bordeaux and we went out through the station for a little walk. There was not time to get in to the town. Afterward we passed through the Landes and watched the sun set. There were wide fire-gaps cut through the pines, and you could look up them like avenues and see wooded hills way off. About seven-thirty we had dinner and watched the country through the open window in the diner.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went along a side road that cut up over the hill and cut across the fields back to Hogan's. We could see the lights of the house up on the hill. We came around to the front of the house and there standing in the doorway was Hogan.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Too damn long,\" John said. \"It's no good doing a thing too long.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I opened it and showed him. He asked to see our fishing permits and I got them out. He looked at the date and then waved us on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The men on top of the wall leaned back and pulled up the door of the corral. Then they pulled up the door of the cage.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He put Scripps to work collaring pistons in the piston-collaring room. There Scripps worked for almost a year. In some ways it was the happiest year of his life. In other ways it was a nightmare. A hideous nightmare.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You started it,\" the girl said. \"I was being amused. I was having a fine time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you. You make me happy. I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove us wrong.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"'But, mademoiselle,' the concierge explained, 'we know nothing about your mother. You came here with General So-and-so'--I cannot remember the general's name.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They trotted down the long hill, the wagon jolting. At the farmhouse everybody got down. Mrs. Garner unlocked the door, went inside, and came out with a lamp in her hand. Carl and Nick unloaded the things from the back of the wagon. Frank sat on the front seat to drive to the barn and put up the horses.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've seen them, too,\" Montoya said. He didn't say anything. I went on shaving.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Armenians no take chances,\" the tall Indian grunted quietly. He had voiced Yogi's unspoken doubt. They were a canny folk these red men.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He'd be better not to do any work at all,\" Hogan said. We were standing watching him skip rope. \"Don't he ever sweat at all any more?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't care who they are,\" I said. \"What the hell do they know? They can write maybe, but what the hell do they know?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She grinned and I saw why she made a point of not laughing. With her mouth closed she was a rather pretty girl. I paid for the saucers and we walked out to the street. I hailed a horse-cab and the driver pulled up at the curb. Settled back in the slow, smoothly rolling fiacre we moved up the Avenue de l'Opera, passed the locked doors of the shops, their windows lighted, the Avenue broad and shiny and almost deserted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel walked toward the bull. The bull looked at him; his eyes were quick. Manuel noticed the way the banderillos hung down on his left shoulder and the steady sheen of blood from Zurito's pic-ing. He noticed the way the bull's feet were. As he walked forward, holding the muleta in his left hand and the sword in his right, he watched the bull's feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The next shark that came was a single shovel-nose. He came like a pig to the trough if a pig had a mouth so wide that you could put your head in it. The old man let him hit the fish and then drove the knife on the oar down into his brain. But the shark jerked backwards as he rolled and the knife blade snapped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You know I'd have lived with him if I hadn't seen it was bad for him. We got along damned well.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's a damned good-looking boy,\" I said. \"When we were up in his room I never saw a better-looking kid.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel came up to the barrera for a drink of water. Retana's man handed him the heavy porous jug.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As they walked down the tracks toward town, the air seemed to soften. The Indians walk uneasily now. Through the tamaracks and cedars beside the railway tracks a warm wind is blowing. The snow-drifts are melting now beside the tracks. Something stirs inside the two Indians.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You don't know him like I do, Jake. That's what he wants to do. I know it. I know it. That's why he doesn't want to marry.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't help it. I'm a goner. It's tearing me all up inside.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What a fish it was,\" the proprietor said. \"There has never been such a fish. Those were two fine fish you took yesterday too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "A single mule was hitched to one of the cages and dragged it up against the gate in the corral wall. The men shoved and lifted it with crowbars into position against the gate. Men were standing on the wall ready to pull up the gate of the corral and then the gate of the cage. At the other end of the corral a gate opened and two steers came in, swaying their heads and trotting, their lean flanks swinging. They stood together at the far end, their heads toward the gate where the bull would enter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's going to kill now,\" I said to Brett. \"The bull's still strong. He wouldn't wear himself out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Maybe he'll get enough of it,\" Guy said. \"That's the side our bum tire's on.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "If I had brains I would have splashed water on the bow all day and drying, it would have made salt, he thought. But then I did not hook the dolphin until almost sunset. Still it was a lack of preparation. But I have chewed it all well and I am not nauseated.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It was a name very like that,\" the waitress said. \"I was fearfully frightened and sent for the police, and demanded to see the guest-register. 'You'll find there that I am registered with my mother,' I said. The police came and the concierge brought up the register. 'See, madame,' he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You got to take a cure, Billy,\" Mr. Turner said. \"You won't mind the Keeley. It isn't bad.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was very hot in the train and it was very hot in the lit salon compartment. There was no breeze came through the open window. The American lady pulled the window-blind down and there was no more sea, even occasionally. On the other side there was glass, then the corridor, then an open window, and outside the window were dusty trees and an oiled road and flat fields of grapes, with grey-stone hills behind them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the next machine was a major who had a little hand like a baby's. He winked at me when the doctor examined his hand, which was between two leather straps that bounced up and down and flapped the stiff fingers, and said: \"And will I too play football, captain-doctor?\" He had been a very great fencer and, before the war, the greatest fencer in Italy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He ate the other part of the piece that he had cut in two. He chewed it carefully and then spat out the skin.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He thought of how some men feared being out of sight of land in a small boat and knew they were right in the months of sudden bad weather. But now they were in hurricane months and, when there are no hurricanes, the weather of hurricane months is the best of all the year.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't let's go there,\" Brett said. \"I don't want staring at just now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the restaurant we ordered hors d'oeuvres and beer. The sommelier brought the beer, tall, beaded on the outside of the steins, and cold. There were a dozen different dishes of hors d'oeuvres.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The Basque lying against my legs was tanned the color of saddle-leather. He wore a black smock like all the rest. There were wrinkles in his tanned neck. He turned around and offered his wine-bag to Bill. Bill handed him one of our bottles.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing,\" the old man said. \"They say his father was a fisherman. Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He hasn't changed at all,\" he said. But watching the movement of the water against his hand he noted that it was perceptibly slower.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"And that ain't all,\" the tall waiter said. \"Look what he's done for Marcial Lalanda. Look what he's done for Nacional.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Take the gun and the bags in the house, Nick, and bring me a paper,\" he said. My mother had gone inside the house. I took the shotgun, which was heavy to carry and banged against my legs, and the two game-bags and started towards the house. \"Take them one at a time,\" my father said. \"Don't try and carry too much at once.\" I put down the game-bags and took in the shotgun and brought out a newspaper from the pile in my father's office.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The month when the great fish come,\" the old man said. \"Anyone can be a fisherman in May.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In front of us on a clear part of the street a company of boys were dancing. The steps were very intricate and their faces were intent and concentrated. They all looked down while they danced. Their rope-soled shoes tapped and spatted on the pavement. The toes touched.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The two sharks closed together and as he saw the one nearest him open his jaws and sink them into the silver side of the fish, he raised the club high and brought it down heavy and slamming onto the top of the shark's broad head. He felt the rubbery solidity as the club came down. But he felt the rigidity of bone too and he struck the shark once more hard across the point of the nose as he slid down from the fish.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How do you feel, fish?\" he asked aloud. \"I feel good and my left hand is better and I have food for a night and a day. Pull the boat, fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went into the dining-room. I took up the brandy bottle and poured Brett a drink and one for myself. There was a ring at the bell-pull. I went to the door and there was the count. Behind him was the chauffeur carrying a basket of champagne.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel flopped the cape; there he comes; he side-stepped and swung in another veronica. He's shooting awfully accurately, he thought. He's had enough fight, so he's watching now. He's hunting now. Got his eye on me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "3rd Soldier--[Getting up from the barrel.] No, come on. Let's go. I feel like hell tonight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Pedro Romero said he had learned a little English in Gibraltar. He was born in Ronda. That is not far above Gibraltar. He started bull-fighting in Malaga in the bull-fighting school there. He had only been at it three years.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She had been looking into my eyes all the time. Her eyes had different depths, sometimes they seemed perfectly flat. Now you could see all the way into them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You bought me a beer,\" the old man said. \"You are already a man.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Workmen were passing him, carrying the new raw pumps on their shoulders. They hummed snatches of songs as they passed. The handles of the pumps flopped stiffly in dumb protest. Some pumps had no handles. They perhaps, after all, are the lucky ones, Scripps thought.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They are good,\" he said. \"They play and make jokes and love one another. They are our brothers like the flying fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Nothing happens to me. I walked alone all one night and nothing happened except a bicycle cop stopped me and asked to see my papers.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We ate a lunch at Jimmy Handley's place. Quite a lot of the boys were there. When we were about half through eating, John came in and sat down with us. Jack didn't talk much.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nick walked up the dark street to the corner under the arc-light, and then along the car-tracks to Henry's eating-house. George was inside, back of the counter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The lady who had him, her name was Frances, found toward the end of the second year that her looks were going, and her attitude toward Robert changed from one of careless possession and exploitation to the absolute determination that he should marry her. During this time Robert's mother had settled an allowance on him, about three hundred dollars a month. During two years and a half I do not believe that Robert Cohn looked at another woman. He was fairly happy, except that, like many people living in Europe, he would rather have been in America, and he had discovered writing. He wrote a novel, and it was not really such a bad novel as the critics later called it, although it was a very poor novel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill had gone into the bar. He was standing talking with Brett, who was sitting on a high stool, her legs crossed. She had no stockings on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, shut up, Michael,\" Brett said. \"How can the man say he'd mind now? I'll ask him later.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As I stood against the bar looking out I could see them through the window. Frances was talking on to him, smiling brightly, looking into his face each time she asked: \"Isn't it so, Robert?\" Or maybe she did not ask that now. Perhaps she said something else. I told the barman I did not want anything to drink and went out through the side door. As I went out the door I looked back through the two thicknesses of glass and saw them sitting there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Thank you, Scripps,\" she said. \"Thank you for this bird.\" Her voice broke. \"And now I must be going.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't think I can eat an entire one,\" he said and drew his knife across one of the strips. He could feel the steady hard pull of the line and his left hand was cramped. It drew up tight on the heavy cord and he looked at it in disgust.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I had picked her up because of a vague sentimental idea that it would be nice to eat with some one. It was a long time since I had dined with a poule, and I had forgotten how dull it could be. We went into the restaurant, passed Madame Lavigne at the desk and into a little room. Georgette cheered up a little under the food.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The little chap has a very good war record,\" the tall refined Indian remarked. \"The other chap was a major too, I believe.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"When he gets tired of sleeping on that leg he will change legs and rest,\" the waitress remarked. \"We had an old osprey at home that was like that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm a tremendous bankrupt,\" Mike said. \"I owe money to everybody. Don't you owe any money?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Around the major's eyes were two white circles where his snow-glasses had protected his face from the sun on the snow. The rest of his face had been burned and then tanned and then burned through the tan. His nose was swollen and there were edges of loose skin where blisters had been. While he worked at the papers he put the forgers of his left hand into a saucer of oil and then spread the oil over his face, touching it very gently with the tips of his fingers. He was very careful to drain his fingers on the edge of the saucer so there was only a film of oil on them, and after he had stroked his forehead and his cheeks, he stroked his nose very delicately between his fingers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After eating his beans the bird had fallen asleep. He was sleeping on one leg, the other leg tucked up into his feathers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wouldn't say that, Henry,\" Mr. Borrow remarked in his high voice. \"Any wife at all's a pretty good wife the way things are going now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let me tell you. I support that boy, but I don't want to have him around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Corto y derecho,\" he thought, furling the muleta. Short and straight. Corto y derecho, he drew the sword out of the muleta, profiled on the splintered left horn, dropped the muleta across his body, so his right hand with the sword on the level with his eye made the sign of the cross, and, rising on his toes, sighted along the dipping blade of the sword at the spot high up between the bull's shoulders.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Isn't it wonderful,\" said Brett. \"We all have titles. Why haven't you a title, Jake?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, say something more. Say something funny. Can't you see we're all having a good time here?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The breeze was steady. It had backed a little further into the north-east and he knew that meant that it would not fall off. The old man looked ahead of him but he could see no sails nor could he see the hull nor the smoke of any ship. There were only the flying fish that went up from his bow sailing away to either side and the yellow patches of gulf-weed. He could not even see a bird.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Steinfelt brought out a bottle and Hogan brought in some glasses and everybody had a drink. Jack and I took one and the rest of them went on and had two or three each.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I felt so terribly. I've been through such hell, Jake. Now everything's gone. Everything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito leaned forward on the barrera, leaning the weight of his body on his arms. Manuel turned to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We had lunch and paid the bill. Montoya did not come near us. One of the maids brought the bill. The car was outside. The chauffeur piled and strapped the bags on top of the car and put them in beside him in the front seat and we got in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The innkeeper sat on the porch of the inn his chair tipped back against the wall. Beside him sat the cook.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We must get a good killing lance and always have it on board. You can make the blade from a spring leaf from an old Ford. We can grind it in Guanabacoa. It should be sharp and not tempered so it will break. My knife broke.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good. Come on and eat with us, and we'll all go to meet him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, to hell with the clock,\" the first man said. \"What have you got to eat?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There's more than that,\" Scripps said. \"I'd stake my life there's more than that.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Quietly, silently, gathering her shawl around her, clutching the cage with the sleeping bird and the copy of The Mercury to her breast, with only a backward glance, a last glance at him who had been her Scripps, she opened the door of the beanery, and went out into the night. Scripps did not even see her go. He was intent on what Mandy was saying. Mandy was talking again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went out. That was Jack. He could say what he wanted to when he wanted to say it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I unscrewed the nozzle of the big wine-bottle and handed it around. Every one took a drink, tipping the wine-skin at arm's length.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother. Come on and kill me. I do not care who kills who.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm damned bad for a religious atmosphere,\" Brett said. \"I've the wrong type of face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But some nights I could not fish, and on those nights I was cold-awake and said my prayers over and over and tried to pray for all the people I had ever known. That took up a great amount of time, for if you try to remember all the people you have ever known, going back to the earliest thing you remember--which was, with me, the attic of the house where I was born and my mother and father's wedding-cake in a tin box hanging from one of the rafters, and, in the attic, jars of snakes and other specimens that my father had collected as a boy and preserved in alcohol sunken in the jars so the backs of some of the snakes and specimens were exposed and had turned white--if you thought back that far, you remembered a great many people. If you prayed for all of them, saying a Hail Mary and Our Father for each one, it took a long time and finally it would be light, and then you could go to sleep, if you were in a place where you could sleep in the daylight.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't sleep. That's all. I just can't sleep. What's the use of taking care of yourself all these years when you can't sleep?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wish to present my fiancee, Mademoiselle Georgette Leblanc,\" I said. Georgette smiled that wonderful smile, and we shook hands all round.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "If the boy was here he would wet the coils of line, he thought. Yes. If the boy were here. If the boy were here.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" he says, \"like about the wife. And being away from home so much. It don't do my girls any good. 'Whose your old man?' some of those society kids'll say to them. 'My old man's Jack Brennan.' That don't do them any good.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel offered him the cape again. There he came, eyes open, ugly, watching the cape. Manuel stepped to the side and raised his arms, tightening the cape ahead of the bull for the veronica.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps wondered. Perhaps the bird was a parrot. A parrot strayed from some comfortable home with some old maid. The untilled soil of some New England spinster.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's in room number eight,\" Montoya explained. \"He's getting dressed for the bull-fight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "A big car passed us, going fast, and a sheet of muddy water rose up and over our windshield and radiator. The automatic windshield cleaner moved back and forth, spreading the film over the glass. We stopped and ate lunch at Sestri. There was no heat in the restaurant and we kept our hats and coats on. We could see the car outside, through the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say. You know my name isn't really Harris. It's Wilson-Harris. All one name. With a hyphen, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, you're the champion now,\" Jack says to him. \"I hope you get a hell of a lot of fun out of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What do you do nights, Jake?\" asked Krum. \"I never see you around.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now, facing the bull, he was conscious of many things at the same time. There were the horns, the one splintered, the other smoothly sharp, the need to profile himself toward the left horn, lance himself short and straight, lower the muleta so the bull would follow it, and, going in over the horns, put the sword all the way into a little spot about as big as a five-peseta piece straight in back of the neck, between the sharp pitch of the bull's shoulders. He must do all this, and must then come out from between the horns. He was conscious he must do all this, but his only thought was in words: \"Corto y derecho.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "All my life the early sun has hurt my eyes, he thought. Yet they are still good. In the evening I can look straight into it without getting the blackness. It has more force in the evening too. But in the morning it is painful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Two other people had been in the lunch-room. Once George had gone out to the kitchen and made a ham-and-egg sandwich 'to go' that a man wanted to take with him. Inside the kitchen he saw Al, his derby hat tilted back, sitting on a stool beside the wicket with the muzzle of a sawed-off shotgun resting on the ledge. Nick and the cook were back to back in the corner, a towel tied in each of their mouths. George had cooked the sandwich, wrapped it up in oiled paper, put it in a bag, brought it in, and the man had paid for it and gone out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He is tiring or he is resting,\" the old man said. \"Now let me get through the eating of this dolphin and get some rest and a little sleep.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He's all lead, Manuel thought. He's all square. He's framed right. He'll take it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That Cohn gets me,\" Bill said. \"He's got this Jewish superiority so strong that he thinks the only emotion he'll get out of the fight will be being bored.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Better wait till you see how he turns out,\" the drummer advised. \"You got plenty of time to name him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Take a good rest, small bird,\" he said. \"Then go in and take your chance like any man or bird or fish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I suppose I've the usual medals. But I never sent in for them. One time there was this wopping big dinner and the Prince of Wales was to be there, and the cards said medals will be worn. So naturally I had no medals, and I stopped at my tailor's and he was impressed by the invitation, and I thought that's a good piece of business, and I said to him: 'You've got to fix me up with some medals.' He said: 'What medals, sir?' And I said: 'Oh, any medals. Just give me a few medals.' So he said: 'What medals have you, sir?' And I said: 'How should I know?' Did he think I spent all my time reading the bloody gazette?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm all right,\" I said. \"My head's a little wobbly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett leaned forward. The cape was heavy and smoothly stiff with gold. The sword-handler looked back, shook his head, and said something. A man beside me leaned over toward Brett.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I do. I'm all right again. He's wiped out that damned Cohn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I was hoping he would knock down a waiter,\" Mike said, \"and get arrested. I'd like to see Mr. Robert Cohn in jail.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We might as well go to the Closerie,\" Brett said. \"I can't drink these rotten brandies.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's from them,\" I said. I put it in my pocket. Ordinarily I should have handed it over.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're a fool,\" Mr. Turner said. He turned off the electric light. The electric light had been burning all night. It was now ten o'clock in the morning. \"You're a drunken fool.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's steady,\" the old man told him. \"It's too steady. You shouldn't be that tired after a windless night. What are birds coming to?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He did not like to look at the fish anymore since he had been mutilated. When the fish had been hit it was as though he himself were hit.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Just a little,\" said Brett. \"Don't try and make me drunk. The count? Oh, rather. He's quite one of us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"All right, if you want to go,\" Jack says. \"None of these guys are going to send you away, though.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Chew it well, he thought, and get all the juices. It would not be bad to eat with a little lime or with lemon or with salt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Well, that meant San Sebastian all shot to hell. I suppose, vaguely, I had expected something of the sort. I saw the concierge standing in the doorway.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't bother,\" Scripps said. His eyes were bright. He leaned forward. Something was pounding inside of him. Something he could not control.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Nice of you,\" said Brett. \"Mummy would be pleased. Couldn't you write it out, and I'll send it in a letter to her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We ourselves all understood the Cova, where it was rich and warm and not too brightly lighted, and noisy and smoky at certain hours, and there were always girls at the tables and the illustrated papers on a rack on the wall. The girls at the Cova were very patriotic, and I found that the most patriotic people in Italy were the cafe girls--and I believe they are still patriotic.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You just can't quit like that, Billy,\" Turner said. He sat on the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Mike and Bill were on the other wall across the pit of the corral. They waved to us. People who had come late were standing behind us, pressing against us when other people crowded them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Look,\" said Montoya. \"People take a boy like that. They don't know what he's worth. They don't know what he means. Any foreigner can flatter him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's his name stencilled on all the capes and muletas,\" she said. \"Why do they call them muletas?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now, he said to himself. Look to the lashing on the knife and see if it has been cut. Then get your hand in order because there still is more to come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "[The wine-seller looks up expectantly. The third Roman soldier is sitting with his head down. He does not look well.]", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nor did I see Robert Cohn again. I heard Frances had left for England and I had a note from Cohn saying he was going out in the country for a couple of weeks, he did not know where, but that he wanted to hold me to the fishing-trip in Spain we had talked about last winter. I could reach him always, he wrote, through his bankers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We climbed down from the wall with the crowd, and had a last look at the bulls through the loopholes in the wall of the corral. They were all quiet now, their heads down. We got a carriage outside and rode up to the cafe. Mike and Bill came in half an hour later. They had stopped on the way for several drinks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wouldn't marry him if he doesn't want to. Of course I wouldn't. I wouldn't marry him now for anything. But it does seem to me to be a little late now, after we've waited three years, and I've just gotten my divorce.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the square a man, bent over, was playing on a reed-pipe, and a crowd of children were following him shouting, and pulling at his clothes. He came out of the square, the children following him, and piped them past the cafe and down a side street. We saw his blank pockmarked face as he went by, piping, the children close behind him shouting and pulling at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's hear it,\" Scripps said. \"I'm very interested in Henry James.\" Henry James, Henry James. That chap who had gone away from his own land to live in England among Englishmen. Why had he done it? For what had he left America?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Jack started training out at Danny Hogan's health farm over in Jersey. It was nice out there but Jack didn't like it much. He didn't like being away from his wife and the kids, and he was sore and grouchy most of the time. He liked me and we got along fine together; and he liked Hogan, but after a while Soldier Bartlett commenced to get on his nerves. A kidder gets to be an awful thing around a camp if his stuff goes sort of sour.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After breakfast Bill and I were sitting warming in the sun on a bench out in front of the inn and talking it over. I saw a girl coming up the road from the centre of the town. She stopped in front of us and took a telegram out of the leather wallet that hung against her skirt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He did not say anything but looked at the bags against the wall of the station. There were labels on them from all the hotels where they had spent nights.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm fine. You go along. I'll just lie here for a little while. Around noon I'll get up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm going over to the hotel to get the glasses and the wine-skin,\" I said. \"See you back here. Don't get cock-eyed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Me no play pool no more,\" the little Indian sobbed. He shook his one arm at the window of the club, from which a thin slit of light came. \"Club heap goddam hell no good.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "A little man sat behind a desk at the far side of the room. Over his head was a bull's head, stuffed by a Madrid taxidermist; on the walls were framed photographs and bullfight posters.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The doctor told me that the major's wife, who was very young and whom he had not married until he was definitely invalided out of the war, had died of pneumonia. She had been sick only a few days. No one expected her to die. The major did not come to the hospital for three days. Then he came at the usual hour, wearing a black band on the sleeve of his uniform.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "If there is a hurricane you always see the signs of it in the sky for days ahead, if you are at sea. They do not see it ashore because they do not know what to look for, he thought. The land must make a difference too, in the shape of the clouds. But we have no hurricane coming now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wish you'd let me pay for it. It does give me pleasure, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "THAT night we lay on the floor in the room and I listened to the silk-worms eating. The silk-worms fed in racks of mulberry leaves and all night you could hear them eating and a dropping sound in the leaves. I myself did not want to sleep because I had been living for a long time with the knowledge that if I ever shut my eyes in the dark and let myself go, my soul would go out of my body. I had been that way for a long time, ever since I had been blown up at night and felt it go out of me and go off and then come back. I tried never to think about it, but it had started to go since, in the nights, just at the moment of going off to sleep, and I could only stop it by a very great effort.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He is hitting the wire leader with his spear, he thought. That was bound to come. He had to do that. It may make him jump though and I would rather he stayed circling now. The jumps were necessary for him to take air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, you marry the one with the most money. Over here, the way they're brought up, they'll all make you a good wife.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Clear up, head,\" he said in a voice he could hardly hear. \"Clear up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Why I felt that impulse to devil him I do not know. Of course I do know. I was blind, unforgivingly jealous of what had happened to him. The fact that I took it as a matter of course did not alter that any. I certainly did hate him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Red brother think not,\" the. Indian said. His tones carried conviction to Yogi. Who were these Indians? There was something back of all this.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Cohn came up. \"Come on, Jake,\" he said, \"have a drink.\" We walked over to the bar. \"What's the matter with you? You seem all worked up over something?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now they have beaten me, he thought. I am too old to club sharks to death. But I will try it as long as I have the oars and the short club and the tiller.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I undressed in one of the bath-cabins, crossed the narrow line of beach and went into the water. I swam out, trying to swim through the rollers, but having to dive sometimes. Then in the quiet water I turned and floated. Floating I saw only the sky, and felt the drop and lift of the swells. I swam back to the surf and coasted in, face down, on a big roller, then turned and swam, trying to keep in the trough and not have a wave break over me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "You did not stay long, the man thought. But it is rougher where you are going until you make the shore. How did I let the fish cut me with that one quick pull he made? I must be getting very stupid. Or perhaps I was looking at the small bird and thinking of him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Just then Jack came around the corner with the letter in his hand. He's wearing a sweater and an old pair of pants and boxing shoes.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Aw, he wasn't out,\" Hogan said. \"He only writes the big fights.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, I never cared for it, myself. There's plenty that do out where I come from, though. We got some of the best fishing in the State of Montana. I've been out with the boys, but I never cared for it any.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The little. Indian went on crying. He sat down in the snowy road. \"No can play pool me no care about nothing,\" he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Outside on the street he looked up at the sign. BEST BY TEST, he read. They had the dope all right, he said. Was it true, though, that there had been a Negro cook? Just once, just for one moment, when the wicket went up, he thought he had caught a glimpse of something black.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He was a great manager,\" the boy said. \"My father thinks he was the greatest.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"All right,\" the foreman said. \"We'll put you on piecework. Here, Yogi,\" he called to one of the men, who was standing looking out of the window of the factory, \"show this new chum where to stow his swag and how to find his way around these diggings.\" The foreman looked Scripps up and down. \"I'm an Australian,\" he said. \"Hope you'll like the lay here.\" He walked off.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We would probably have gone on and discussed the war and agreed that it was in reality a calamity for civilization, and perhaps would have been better avoided. I was bored enough. Just then from the other room some one called: \"Barnes! I say, Barnes! Jacob Barnes!\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "1st Soldier--Have a drink of it yourself. [He turns to the third Roman soldier who is leaning on a barrel.] What's the matter with you?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We had coffee at the Iruna, sitting in comfortable wicker chairs looking out from the cool of the arcade at the big square. After a while Bill went to write some letters and Cohn went over to the barber-shop. It was still closed, so he decided to go up to the hotel and get a bath, and I sat out in front of the cafe and then went for a walk in the town. It was very hot, but I kept on the shady side of the streets and went through the market and had a good time seeing the town again. I went to the Ayuntamiento and found the old gentleman who subscribes for the bull-fight tickets for me every year, and he had gotten the money I sent him from Paris and renewed my subscriptions, so that was all set.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" said the American lady. \"He was from a very good family in Vevey. He was going to be an engineer. They met there in Vevey. They used to go on long walks together.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I do not know what time I got to bed. I remember undressing, putting on a bathrobe, and standing out on the balcony. I knew I was quite drunk, and when I came in I put on the light over the head of the bed and started to read. I was reading a book by Turgenieff. Probably I read the same two pages over several times.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm drunk,\" I said. \"I'm going in and lie down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Across from us, the property sailor had not moved. No one in the place paid any attention to him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "All right, you bastards! He wanted to say something, but he started to cough. It was hot and choking. He looked down for the muleta. He must go over and salute the president.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Beyond the committee room was a locker room with a small plunge bath or swimming-pool. \"It's really ridiculously small for a club,\" Red Dog said. \"But it makes a comfortable little hole to pop into when the evenings are dull.\" He smiled. \"We call it the wigwam, you know. That's a little conceit of my own.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's all right,\" Mandy answered. \"I've known you were my man for a long time. Would you like to hear another story? Speaking of woman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After a while he heard his father blow out the lamp and go into his own room. He heard a wind come up in the trees outside and felt it come in cool through the screen. He lay for a long time with his face in the pillow, and after a while he forgot to think about Prudence and finally he went to sleep. When he awoke in the night he heard the wind in the hemlock trees outside the cottage and the waves of the lake coming in on the shore, and he went back to sleep. In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I think it's the best thing to do. But I don't want you to do it if you don't really want to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He watched the flying fish burst out again and again and the ineffectual movements of the bird. That school has gotten away from me, he thought. They are moving out too fast and too far. But perhaps I will pick up a stray and perhaps my big fish is around them. My big fish must be somewhere.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "From then he started to take a beating. It didn't show at first. But instead of him running the fight it was Walcott was running it, instead of being safe all the time now he was in trouble. He couldn't keep him out with the left hand now. It looked as though it was the same as ever, only now instead of Walcott's punches just missing him they were just hitting him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Once again on the loud ones,\" the waitress called into the wicket. \"Layoff the bird.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Like at the table,\" he said. I glanced over. He had mimicked exactly the expression of Nacional. He smiled, his face natural again. \"No.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're just English,\" Mike said. \"It never makes any difference what the English say.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't think you ought to work any more,\" Hogan says. \"You'll be stale.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I paid and went out and along the street back to the wine-shop. It was darker than ever inside and very crowded. I did not see Brett and Bill, and some one said they were in the back room. At the counter the girl filled the two wine-skins for me. One held two litres.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They picked up the gear from the boat. The old man carried the mast on his shoulder and the boy carried the wooden box with the coiled, hard-braided brown lines, the gaff and the harpoon with its shaft. The box with the baits was under the stern of the skiff along with the club that was used to subdue the big fish when they were brought alongside. No one would steal from the old man but it was better to take the sail and the heavy lines home as the dew was bad for them and, though he was quite sure no local people would steal from him, the old man thought that a gaff and a harpoon were needless temptations to leave in a boat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The flags in the square hung wet from the white poles and the banners were wet and hung damp against the front of the houses, and in between the steady drizzle the rain came down and drove every one under the arcades and made pools of water in the square, and the streets wet and dark and deserted; yet the fiesta kept up without any pause. It was only driven under cover.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sit down,\" I said. \"I must go and find our friends and bring them here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. There was a fellow there that had helped pay Brett and Mike out of Cannes, once. He was damned nasty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went to sleep, too. When I woke up Bill was packing the rucksack. It was late in the afternoon and the shadow from the trees was long and went out over the dam. I was stiff from sleeping on the ground.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure. She writes me all the time. She's making good money with the place.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We said good-bye to many people and shook hands with many people and went out. Outside it was dark.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The gypsy trotted out. Manuel set down the jug and watched. He wiped his face with his handkerchief.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You can't have an idea what it's like. They ain't anybody can have an idea what it's like.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man would have liked to keep his hand in the salt water longer but he was afraid of another sudden lurch by the fish and he stood up and braced himself and held his hand up against the sun. It was only a line burn that had cut his flesh. But it was in the working part of his hand. He knew he would need his hands before this was over and he did not like to be cut before it started.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I opened the door. The maid closed it after me. Brett was in bed. She had just been brushing her hair and held the brush in her hand. The room was in that disorder produced only by those who have always had servants.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was baking hot in the square when we came out after lunch with our bags and the rod-case to go to Burguete. People were on top of the bus, and others were climbing up a ladder. Bill went up and Robert sat beside Bill to save a place for me, and I went back in the hotel to get a couple of bottles of wine to take with us. When I came out the bus was crowded. Men and women were sitting on all the baggage and boxes on top, and the women all had their fans going in the sun.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside the door of the beanery Scripps O'Neil looked around him. There was a long counter. There was a clock. There was a door led into the kitchen. There were a couple of tables.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Outside it was getting dark. The street light came on outside the window. The two men at the counter read the menu. From the other end of the counter Nick Adams watched them. He had been talking to George when they came in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't go,\" Mike said. \"Robert Cohn's going to buy a drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" said Max. \"It ain't that. Bright boy is nice. He's a nice boy. I like him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We climbed up and found a place on the wall looking down into the corral. The stone walls were whitewashed, and there was straw on the ground and wooden feed-boxes and water-troughs set against the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The girl looked at the bead curtain. \"They've painted something on it,\" she said. \"What does it say?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He ain't a parrot, is he?\" asked the drummer. \"If he was a parrot you could call him Polly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The girl brought the menu. John woke up. The menu was written in ink on a card and the card slipped into a wooden paddle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, I know. But you didn't say anything about it to the cook. Then I had a date myself, and Paula wasn't at her office. I went to the Ritz and waited for her, and she never came, and of course I didn't have enough money to lunch at the Ritz----\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Something the patronne's daughter said. A corking row. She was rather splendid, you know. Showed her yellow card and demanded the patronne's daughter's too. I say it was a row.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" I said. We went down the stairs to the cafe on the ground floor. I had discovered that was the best way to get rid of friends. Once you had a drink all you had to say was: \"Well, I've got to get back and get off some cables,\" and it was done. It is very important to discover graceful exits like that in the newspaper business, where it is such an important part of the ethics that you should never seem to be working.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't be difficult. You're the only person I've got, and I feel rather awful to-night.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's all right,\" Manuel said. \"The bigger they are, the more meat for the poor.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No. That would be a hell of an idea after we'd just talked it out.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"All they did was pick Willard at Toledo. This Lardner, he's so wise now, ask him about when he picked Willard at Toledo.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Do you think we should buy a terminal of the lottery with an eighty-five? Tomorrow is the eighty-fifth day.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh! I come back to get married. I was going to go back but my wife she don't like to travel. Where you from?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They all three went up to the wagon restaurant. A little while after they were gone a steward went through announcing the first service, and pilgrims, with their priests, commenced filing down the corridor. Our friend and his family did not come back. A waiter passed in the corridor with our sandwiches and the bottle of Chablis, and we called him in.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "This is the second day now that I do not know the result of the juegos, he thought. But I must have confidence and I must be worthy of the great DiMaggio who does all things perfectly even with the pain of the bone spur in his heel. What is a bone spur? he asked himself. Un espuela de hueso.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We said good night. \"I'm sorry I can't go,\" Mike said. Brett laughed. I looked back from the door. Mike had one hand on the bar and was leaning toward Brett, talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How old are you?\" the old man asked the bird. \"Is this your first trip?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went up to the flat wondering what Brett had done to the concierge. The wire was a cable from Bill Gorton, saying he was arriving on the France. I put the mail on the table, went back to the bedroom, undressed and had a shower. I was rubbing down when I heard the door-bell pull. I put on a bathrobe and slippers and went to the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I think I can last,\" Jack says. \"I don't want this bohunk to stop me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes,\" I said. \"So I did. Let's have another bottle of rioja alta.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I followed the maid's back down a long, dark corridor. At the end she knocked on a door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You ought to get married. Why don't you pick out some nice Italian girl with plenty of money? You could get any one you want. You're young and you got good decorations and you look nice. You been wounded a couple of times.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Me? What are bulls? Animals. Brute animals.\" He stood up and put his hand on the small of his back. \"Right through the back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll get the cast net and go for sardines. Will you sit in the sun in the doorway?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Retana's man tucked a baton inside the red cloth of a muleta, folded the cloth over it, and handed it over the barrera to Manuel. He reached in the leather sword-case, took out a sword and, holding it by its leather scabbard, reached it over the fence to Manuel. Manuel pulled the blade out by the red hilt and the scabbard fell limp.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"My God, isn't he beautiful?\" Brett said. We were looking right down on him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on,\" she whispered throatily. \"Let's get out of here. Makes me damned nervous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, forget about it,\" Robert Cohn said. \"Let's bet on something else. Can you bet on bull-fights?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't.\" Nick, sitting between the two boys in the dark, felt hollow and happy inside himself to be teased about Prudence Mitchell. \"She ain't my girl,\" he said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Somebody kicked me under the table. I thought it was accidental and went on: \"She's been there two years and knows everything there is to know about the town. She's a swell girl.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "During Romero's first bull his hurt face had been very noticeable. Everything he did showed it. All the concentration of the awkwardly delicate working with the bull that could not see well brought it out. The fight with Cohn had not touched his spirit but his face had been smashed and his body hurt. He was wiping all that out now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's the only thing that bothers us. It's the one thing that's made us unhappy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I saw it,\" she said. \"I saw him shift from his left to his right horn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, sure,\" I said. \"I know you're right. I'm just low, and when I'm low I talk like a fool.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, went out, of course.\" She spoke in a sort of imitation joyful manner. \"I always keep my appointments. No one keeps theirs, nowadays. I ought to know better. How are you, Jake, anyway?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We stood in the sunlight. It was hot and good after the rain and the clouds from the sea.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The dancing-club was a bal musette in the Rue de la Montagne Sainte Genevieve. Five nights a week the working people of the Pantheon quarter danced there. One night a week it was the dancing-club. On Monday nights it was closed. When we arrived it was quite empty, except for a policeman sitting near the door, the wife of the proprietor back of the zinc bar, and the proprietor himself.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She brought out a book for me to sign, and I gave her a couple of coppers. The telegram was in Spanish: \"Vengo Jueves Cohn.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come back in, Edna,\" he said. \"Go on in there and dance with Mike.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We all three went back to the hotel. Brett went up-stairs. Bill and I sat in the down-stairs dining-room and ate some hard-boiled eggs and drank several bottles of beer. Belmonte came down in his street clothes with his manager and two other men. They sat at the next table and ate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's got something,\" the old man said aloud. \"He's not just looking.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked on and circled the island. The river was dark and a bateau mouche went by, all bright with lights, going fast and quiet up and out of sight under the bridge. Down the river was Notre Dame squatting against the night sky. We crossed to the left bank of the Seine by the wooden foot-bridge from the Quai de Bethune, and stopped on the bridge and looked down the river at Notre Dame. Standing on the bridge the island looked dark, the houses were high against the sky, and the trees were shadows.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett came over with her wrap on. She kissed the count and put her hand on his shoulder to keep him from standing up. As we went out the door I looked back and there were three girls at his table. We got into the big car. Brett gave the chauffeur the address of her hotel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You better be fearless and confident yourself, old man,\" he said. \"You're holding him again but you cannot get line. But soon he has to circle.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, no!\" he said. He was climbing down from the bus. \"They're not first-rate flies at all. I only thought if you fished them some time it might remind you of what a good time we had.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was dark inside and at the back of the room three girls were sitting at a table with an old woman. Across from us, at another table, sat a sailor. He sat there neither eating nor drinking. Further back, a young man in a blue suit was writing at a table. His hair was pomaded and shining and he was very smartly dressed and clean-cut looking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Finally at a quarter past four we had lunch. Bill had been rather difficult at the last. He buttonholed a priest who was coming back with one of the returning streams of pilgrims.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"But, darling, I have to see you. It isn't all that you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't like it,\" said the cook. \"I don't like any of it at all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Of course, darling. Mademoiselle Hobin, I've known her for a very long time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"This is a comfortable cafe,\" he said. \"Did you have a good night, Jake?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Harvey Stone laughed. \"You think so. They won't, though. Because it wouldn't make any difference to me. I'm not a fighter.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "His father sat watching him eat and filled his glass from the milk-pitcher. Nick drank and wiped his mouth on his napkin. His father reached over to the shelf for the pie. He cut Nick a big piece. It was huckleberry pie.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The stretch of ground from the edge of the town to the bull-ring was muddy. There was a crowd all along the fence that led to the ring, and the outside balconies and the top of the bull-ring were solid with people. I heard the rocket and I knew I could not get into the ring in time to see the bulls come in, so I shoved through the crowd to the fence. I was pushed close against the planks of the fence. Between the two fences of the runway the police were clearing the crowd along.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" Scripps said. He felt vaguely uneasy. Something was stirring within him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She turned quickly and went into the hotel. The chauffeur drove me around to my flat. I gave him twenty francs and he touched his cap and said: \"Good night, sir,\" and drove off. I rang the bell. The door opened and I went up-stairs and went to bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps stood in the snow and stared up at the lighted windows of the High School. Inside there people were learning things. Far into the night they worked, the boys vying with the girls in their search for knowledge, this urge for the learning of things that was sweeping America. His girl, little Lousy, a girl that had cost him a cool seventy-five dollars in doctors' bills, was in there learning. Scripps was proud.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "And meanwhile, stretched flat on a bed in a darkened room in the house in Triana, Manuel Garcia Maera lay with a tube in each lung, drowning with the pneumonia. All the papers in Andalucia devoted special supplements to his death, which had been expected for some days. Men and boys bought full-length colored pictures of him to remember him by, and lost the picture they had of him in their memories by looking at the lithographs. Bullfighters were very relieved he was dead, because he did always in the bullring the things they could only do sometimes. They all marched in the rain behind his coffin and there were one hundred and forty-seven bullfighters followed him out to the cemetery where they buried him in the tomb next to Joselito.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull was on him as he jumped back and as he tripped on a cushion he felt the horn go into him, into his side. He grabbed the horn with his two hands and rode backward, holding tight on to the place. The bull tossed him and he was clear. He lay still. It was all right.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The man who had a matter of two minutes lead in the race had an attack of boils, which were very painful. He sat on the small of his back. His neck was very red and the blond hairs were sunburned. The other riders joked him about his boils. He tapped on the table with his fork.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "My knee did not bend and the leg dropped straight from the knee to the ankle without a calf, and the machine was to bend the knee and make it move as in riding a tricycle. But it did not bend yet, and instead the machine lurched when it came to the bending part. The doctor said: \"That will all pass. You are a fortunate young man. You will play football again like a champion.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What did I say about betting on the fight?\" Jack asked. He was holding the spoon and sort of poking at the grapefruit with it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'd better take the bags over to the other side of the station,\" the man said. She smiled at him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Just like I am,\" he said. \"I shouldn't have ever got in this war. I'm too nervous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It is at this point, reader, that I am going to try and get that sweep and movement into the book that shows that the book is really a great book. I know you hope just as much as I do, reader, that I will get this sweep and movement because think what it will mean to both of us. Mr. H. G. Wells, who has been visiting at our home (we're getting along in the literary game, eh, reader?) asked us the other day if perhaps our reader, that's you, reader--just think of it, H. G. Wells talking about you right in our home. Anyway, H. G. Wells asked us if perhaps our reader would not think too much of this story was autobiographical.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There is Romance everywhere. Forum writers talk to the point, are possessed of humor and wit. But they do not try to be smart and are never long-winded.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We drove for two hours after it was dark and slept in Mentone that night. It seemed very cheerful and clean and sane and lovely. We had driven from Ventimiglia to Pisa and Florence, across the Romagna to Rimini, back through Forli, Imola, Bologna, Parma, Piacenza, and Genoa, to Ventimiglia again. The whole trip had only taken ten days. Naturally, in such a short trip, we had no opportunity to see how things were with the country or the people.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I thanked him already,\" the boy said. \"You don't need to thank him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You take my advice, young feller, and go slow. Get yourself a good one this time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, rot,\" said Brett. \"Don't start proselyting to-day. To-day's going to be bad enough as it is.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He lives on the other side of the Paznaun,\" said the sexton. \"But he belongs to this parish.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Certainly like to drink,\" Bill said. \"You ought to try it some times, Jake.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They do say they're hiring hands at the new pump-factory,\" the waitress said. Why shouldn't he work with his hands? Rodin had done it. Cezanne had been a butcher. Renoir a carpenter.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Something hurt him then,\" he said aloud and pulled back on the line to see if he could turn the fish. But when he was touching the breaking point he held steady and settled back against the strain of the line.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say, she is a lovely girl. Where have I been? Where have I been looking all this while? You're a lovely thing. Have we met?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Bill was still sleeping, so I dressed, put on my shoes outside in the hall, and went down-stairs. No one was stirring down-stairs, so I unbolted the door and went out. It was cool outside in the early morning and the sun had not yet dried the dew that had come when the wind died down. I hunted around in the shed behind the inn and found a sort of mattock, and went down toward the stream to try and dig some worms for bait. The stream was clear and shallow but it did not look trouty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They eat the dinner,\" his friend said. \"They all come here and eat the big dinner.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It is a very interesting system,\" the count reached down and gave the bottles a twirl. \"Still I would like to hear you talk some time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I know you wouldn't mind it, Jig. It's really not anything. It's just to let the air in.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I've meant to get over,\" said Krum. \"You know how it is, though, with a wife and kids.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I said good night to Brett at the bar. The count was buying champagne. \"Will you take a glass of wine with us, sir?\" he asked.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You all ready?\" John asks him. \"I'll call up and have them get a taxi.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Lucy!\" he called, and again \"Lucy!\" There was no answer. The house was empty. Through the snow-filled air, as he stood there alone in his tall leanness, in his own deserted house, there came to Scripps's ears the distant sound of an Indian war-whoop.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"So long,\" Jack said. He gave Bruce two dollars. Bruce had worked on him a lot. He looked kind of disappointed. Jack saw me looking at Bruce holding the two dollars.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll give him the belly meat of a big fish,\" the old man said. \"Has he done this for us more than once?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At Irun we had to change trains and show passports. I hated to leave France. Life was so simple in France. I felt I was a fool to be going back into Spain. In Spain you could not tell about anything.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"How much do we owe you?\" I asked the driver. The price to Bayonne had been fixed at a hundred and fifty pesetas.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "That was all right. Bill and Mike were with Edna. She had been afraid last night they would pass out. That was why I was to be sure to take her. I drank the coffee and hurried with the other people toward the bull-ring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the morning I came downstairs about eight o'clock and got some breakfast. Hogan had his customers out in the barn doing exercises. I went out and watched them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was beginning to get dark. The fiesta was going on. I began to feel drunk but I did not feel any better.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hell,\" I said, \"why go to Strasbourg? We could go up to Bruges, or to the Ardennes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Two Dog's Heads, Bruce,\" the Indian remarked to the bartender. The bartender broke into a chuckle.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Perhaps that was because I wore braces,\" I said. I had started to say suspenders and changed it to braces in the mouth, to keep my English character. The American lady did not hear. She was really quite deaf; she read lips, and I had not looked toward her. I had looked out of the window.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I took a drink. It tasted of licorice and warmed all the way. I could feel it warming in my stomach.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Once he stood up and urinated over the side of the skiff and looked at the stars and checked his course. The line showed like a phosphorescent streak in the water straight out from his shoulders. They were moving more slowly now and the glow of Havana was not so strong, so that he knew the current must be carrying them to the eastward. If I lose the glare of Havana we must be going more to the eastward, he thought. For if the fish's course held true I must see it for many more hours.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man made the sheet fast and jammed the tiller. Then he took up the oar with the knife lashed to it. He lifted it as lightly as he could because his hands rebelled at the pain. Then he opened and closed them on it lightly to loosen them. He closed them firmly so they would take the pain now and would not flinch and watched the sharks come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The Norte station in Madrid is the end of the line. All trains finish there. They don't go on anywhere. Outside were cabs and taxis and a line of hotel runners. It was like a country town.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Speak out,\" Yogi said. He looked down at the snow. \"One man's as good as another now.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Romero was close enough so the bull could see him. His hand still up, he spoke to the bull. The bull gathered himself, then his head went forward and he went over slowly, then all over, suddenly, four feet in the air.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Like hell, naturally. Mike was awful. He's terrible when he's tight.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The letter was at my place at the table, leaning against a coffee-cup. Harris was reading the paper again. I opened the letter. It had been forwarded from Pamplona. It was dated San Sebastian, Sunday:", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, I suppose we got to go eat,\" Jack says. He went to the window and looked out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Who cares?\" Mike said. \"I don't care. Jake doesn't care. Do you care?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You must have a drink with me,\" he said. He seated himself, asking Brett's permission without saying anything. He had very nice manners. But he kept on smoking his cigar. It went well with his face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Himself. And a chauffeur in livery. Going to drive me around and have breakfast in the Bois. Hampers. Got it all at Zelli's.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I been there,\" he said. \"I been in Chicago, St. Louis, Kansas City, Denver, Los Angeles, Salt Lake City.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Ah, these big beanery owners were wise fellows. They knew how to get the customers. No ads in The Saturday Evening Post for them. THE BEST BY TEST. That was the stuff.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In one corner of the room there was a bar with a brass rail and tall spittoons. Behind the bar was a mirror. Easy-chairs were all around the room. There was a pooltable. Magazines on sticks hung in a line on the wall.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. He should be back. You know he's extraordinary about buying champagne. It means any amount to him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll take ham and eggs,\" the man called Al said. He wore a derby hat and a black overcoat buttoned across the chest. His face was small and white and he had tight lips. He wore a silk muffler and gloves.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't you think so?\" Mike said. \"I would have thought you'd loved being a steer, Robert.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She was gone out of the room. I lay face down on the bed. I was having a bad time. I heard them talking but I did not listen. Brett came in and sat on the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Just before it was dark, as they passed a great island of Sargasso weed that heaved and swung in the light sea as though the ocean were making love with something under a yellow blanket, his small line was taken by a dolphin. He saw it first when it jumped in the air, true gold in the last of the sun and bending and flapping wildly in the air. It jumped again and again in the acrobatics of its fear and he worked his way back to the stern and crouching and holding the big line with his right hand and arm, he pulled the dolphin in with his left hand, stepping on the gained line each time with his bare left foot. When the fish was at the stern, plunging and cutting from side to side in desperation, the old man leaned over the stern and lifted the burnished gold fish with its purple spots over the stern. Its jaws were working convulsively in quick bites against the hook and it pounded the bottom of the skiff with its long flat body, its tail and its head until he clubbed it across the shining golden head until it shivered and was still.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let this be our wedding ceremony,\" the elderly waitress said. Scripps pressed her hand. \"You are my woman,\" he said simply.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was a big meal at the hotel. It was the first meal of the prices being doubled for the fiesta, and there were several new courses. After the dinner we were out in the town. I remember resolving that I would stay up all night to watch the bulls go through the streets at six o'clock in the morning, and being so sleepy that I went to bed around four o'clock. The others stayed up.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi looked around him. The two Indians who had brought him were gone. Where were they? Then he saw them. They were over at the pool-table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I just couldn't stand it about Brett. I've been through hell, Jake. It's been simply hell. When I met her down here Brett treated me as though I were a perfect stranger. I just couldn't stand it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Some nights, though, I could not remember my prayers even. I could only get as far as \"On earth as it is in heaven\" and then have to start all over and be absolutely unable to get past that. Then I would have to recognize that I could not remember and give up saying my prayers that night and try something else. So on some nights I would try to remember all the animals in the world by name and then the birds and then fishes and then countries and cities and then kinds of food and the names of all the streets I could remember in Chicago, and when I could not remember anything at all any more I would just listen. And I do not remember a night on which you could not hear things.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say,\" he said. \"Could you let me have just a few of those beans. I don't like to rush things. I know when to let well enough alone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, I can't sleep now, I'm wide awake now, Signor Tenente. Say, I'm worried about you not sleeping, though.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say,\" Mike said, \"that Romero what'shisname is somebody. Am I wrong?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He waited with the line between his thumb and his finger, watching it and the other lines at the same time for the fish might have swum up or down. Then came the same delicate pulling touch again.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Perhaps that wasn't true, though. Perhaps as you went along you did learn something. I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what it was all about.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the front row seats the substitute bullfight critic of El Heraldo took a long drink of warm champagne. He had decided it was not worthwhile to write a running story and would write up the corrida back in the office. What the hell was it anyway? Only a nocturnal. If he missed anything he would get it out of the morning papers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Of that as yet I was undecided, but it would give me pleasure if my bags were brought up from the ground floor in order that they might not be stolen. Nothing was ever stolen in the Hotel Montana. In other fondas, yes. Not here. No.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let us rejoice in our blessings. Let us utilize the fowls of the air. Let us utilize the product of the vine. Will you utilize a little, brother?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went down the stairs and out of the door and walked across the square toward the Cafe Iruna. There were two lonely looking ticket-houses standing in the square. Their windows, marked SOL, SOL Y SOMBRA, and SOMBRA, were shut. They would not open until the day before the fiesta.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He took out a receipt book, made in duplicate, and perforated, so one side could be given to the customer, and the other side filled in and kept as a stub. There was no carbon to record what the customer's ticket said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bird had flown up when the line jerked and the old man had not even seen him go. He felt the line carefully with his right hand and noticed his hand was bleeding.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He had pushed his straw hat hard down on his head before he hooked the fish and it was cutting his forehead. He was thirsty too and he got down on his knees and, being careful not to jerk on the line, moved as far into the bow as he could get and reached the water bottle with one hand. He opened it and drank a little. Then he rested against the bow. He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm through after this fight,\" Jack says. \"I'm through with it. I got to take a beating. Why shouldn't I make money on it?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After it is light, he thought, I will work back to the forty-fathom bait and cut it away too and link up the reserve coils. I will have lost two hundred fathoms of good Catalan cordel and the hooks and leaders. That can be replaced. But who replaces this fish if I hook some fish and it cuts him off? I don't know what that fish was that took the bait just now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The members of the cuadrilla, who had been watching the burlesque from the runway between the barrera and the seats, came walking back and stood in a group talking, under the electric light in the patio. A good-looking lad in a silver-and-orange suit came up to Manuel and smiled.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's pretty grand,\" Bill said. \"God, I love to get back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\" 'Well,' said Olz, 'when she died I made the report to the commune and I put her in the shed across the top of the big wood. When I started to use the big wood she was stiff and I put her up against the wall. Her mouth was open and when I came to the shed at night to cut up the big wood, I hung the lantern from it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Will you shut your mouth and get us out of here?\" Guy said. The lady had placed another arm around his neck. \"Tell him he is mine,\" she said.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She wanted to get out of town and she can't go anywhere alone. She said she thought it would be good for him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We paid the bill and stood up. All the girls, the old woman, and the clean-cut young man sat down at the table together. The property sailor sat with his head in his hands. No one had spoken to him all the time we were at lunch. The girl brought us our change that the old woman counted out for her and went back to her place at the table.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. We better get a car, I think. Aren't you going back to Paris?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Red Dog looked at him sharply. \"I say, Bruce,\" he spoke sharply; \"your mirth is a little ill-timed.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Here! Get her out of here!\" the owner of the beanery shouted. The squaw was forcibly ejected by the Negro cook. They heard her thrashing around in the snow outside. Her husky dog was barking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm glad it's her,\" said Guy. \"I don't want to have to leave you here too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We stayed five days at Burguete and had good fishing. The nights were cold and the days were hot, and there was always a breeze even in the heat of the day. It was hot enough so that it felt good to wade in a cold stream, and the sun dried you when you came out and sat on the bank. We found a stream with a pool deep enough to swim in. In the evenings we played three-handed bridge with an Englishman named Harris, who had walked over from Saint Jean Pied de Port and was stopping at the inn for the fishing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hey, bright boy,\" Max said to Nick. \"You go around on the other side of the counter with your boy friend.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'd better go up the street,\" the motorman said. George looked at the clock. It was twenty minutes past six.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well, you can't tell,\" I said. \"You got a week to get around into form.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We registered, as is customary, in the hotel, and were given the adjoining rooms we had reserved. My mother felt a bit done in by the trip, and we dined in our rooms. I was full of excitement about seeing the exposition on the morrow. But I was tired after the journey--we had had a rather nasty crossing--and slept soundly. In the morning I awoke and called for my mother.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What town is this?\" Scripps asked. The single moment of spiritual communion they had had, had been dissipated. They had never really had it. But they might have. It was no use now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Fuentes was standing with his back against the barrera. Two of the cuadrilla were back of him, with their capes ready to flop over the fence to distract the bull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It isn't right. It's my own fault and it's not, too. I ought to have known better. And when I tell him he just cries and says he can't marry. Why can't he marry?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Well, about eleven o'clock Jack passes out and I put him to bed. Finally he's so he can't keep from sleeping. I helped him get his clothes off and got him into bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Why in hell didn't you stay there and meet them then?\" I started to say, but I stopped. I thought that idea would come to him by itself, but I do not believe it ever did.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Work for the good of all.\" Bill stepped into his underclothes. \"Show irony and pity.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm thirty-four, you know. I'm not going to be one of these bitches that ruins children.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't let's talk of that any more, Scripps, dear,\" Mrs. Scripps said. \"You've told that story so many times.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then he began to pity the great fish that he had hooked. He is wonderful and strange and who knows how old he is, he thought. Never have I had such a strong fish nor one who acted so strangely. Perhaps he is too wise to jump. He could ruin me by jumping or by a wild rush.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" the boy said. \"All I know is that young boys sleep late and hard.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I have,\" the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and folding it. Then he started to fold the blanket.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was a great temptation to rest in the bow and let the fish make one circle by himself without recovering any line. But when the strain showed the fish had turned to come toward the boat, the old man rose to his feet and started the pivoting and the weaving pulling that brought in all the line he gained.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I won't sit down,\" I said. \"I'm going over to the hotel.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Did he? Well, they weren't having any of it. The bull-fighter fellow was rather good. He didn't say much, but he kept getting up and getting knocked down again. Cohn couldn't knock him out.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I remembered, after my grandfather died we moved away from the house and to a new house designed and built by my mother. Many things that were not to be moved were burned in the backyard and I remember those jars from the attic being thrown in the fire, and how they popped in the heat and the fire flamed up from the alcohol. I remember the snakes burning in the fire in the backyard. But there were no people in that, only things. I could not remember who burned the things even, and I would go on until I came to people and then stop and pray for them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside the beanery the black cook pushed up the wicket and looked through from the kitchen. \"Dey've gone off,\" he chuckled. \"Gone off into de night. Well, well, well.\" He closed the wicket softly. Even he was a little impressed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen, Jerry,\" Jack says. \"You want to make some money? Get some money down on Walcott.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I like it very much that you like my work,\" he said. \"But you haven't seen it yet. To-morrow, if I get a good bull, I will try and show it to you.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You can't tell him not to,\" I said to Guy. \"It's his sense of self-preservation.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Then I'll make you!\" Mike started toward him around the table. Cohn stood up and took off his glasses. He stood waiting, his face sallow, his hands fairly low, proudly and firmly waiting for the assault, ready to do battle for his lady love.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Best by test,\" the waitress smiled. Her face was lined and gray. She looks a little like that actress that died in Pittsburgh. What was her name? Lenore Ulric.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Braddocks called to me from a table. \"Barnes,\" he said, \"have a drink. That girl of yours got in a frightful row.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. He would. You know I do know how he feels. He can't believe it didn't mean anything.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I worked the deep wells for a week and did nothing, he thought. Today I'll work out where the schools of bonita and albacore are and maybe there will be a big one with them.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We touched the two glasses as they stood side by side on the bar. They were coldly beaded. Outside the curtained window was the summer heat of Madrid.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "How simple it would be if I could make the line fast, he thought. But with one small lurch he could break it. I must cushion the pull of the line with my body and at all times be ready to give line with both hands.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I was introduced to the people at the table. They supplied their names to Mike and sent for a fork for me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It doesn't make any difference with me. It doesn't make any difference with a woman.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Doesn't make any difference. Only let's not get daunted. Suppose they got any hard-boiled eggs here? If they had hard-boiled eggs here we wouldn't have to go all the way down to the island to eat.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel was worried. There was nothing to do but go in. Corto y derecho. He profiled close to the bull, crossed the muleta in front of his body and charged. As he pushed in the sword, he jerked his body to the left to clear the horn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At the gate of the corrals two men took tickets from the people that went in. We went in through the gate. There were trees inside and a low, stone house. At the far end was the stone wall of the corrals, with apertures in the stone that were like loopholes running all along the face of each corral. A ladder led up to the top of the wall, and people were climbing up the ladder and spreading down to stand on the walls that separated the two corrals.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He's on the defensive now, Manuel thought. He's reserving himself. I've got to bring him out of that and get his head down. Always get his head down. Zurito had his head down once, but he's come back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Standing still now and spreading the red cloth of the muleta with the sword, pricking the point into the cloth so that the sword, now held in his left hand, spread the red flannel like the jib of a boat, Manuel noticed the points of the bull's horns. One of them was splintered from banging against the barrera. The other was sharp as a porcupine quill. Manuel noticed while spreading the muleta that the white base of the horn was stained red. While he noticed these things he did not lose sight of the bull's feet.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They came down the hill past the feed store, crossed the bridge over the Bear River, their boots ringing hollowly on the frozen planks of the bridge, and climbed the hill that led past Dr. Rumsey's house and the Home Tea-Room up to the pool-room. In front of the pool-room the two Indians stopped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on,\" Mike said. \"Just us three. We're going to festa the bloody English. I hope you're not English? I'm Scotch.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "There was a shock, and he felt himself go up in the air. He pushed on the sword as he went up and over, and it flew out of his hand. He hit the ground and the bull was on him. Manuel, lying on the ground, kicked at the bull's muzzle with his splippered feet. Kicking, kicking, the bull after him, missing him in his excitement, bumping him with his head, driving the horns into the sand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, what the hell,\" said Max. \"We got to keep amused, haven't we?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's business,\" said Jack. \"I can't win. You know I can't win anyway.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" the waitress said. \"That's all there is to the tale. I never saw my mother again. I communicated with the embassy, but they could do nothing. It was finally established by them that I had crossed the channel with my mother, but they could do nothing beyond that.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's a good paper, the News,\" the drummer said. \"You two on your honeymoon?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good old Mike,\" Bill said. \"Damned English swine come here and insult Mike and try and spoil the fiesta.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We went on up the road past the houses of the town to the inn. We had been skiing in the Silvretta for a month, and it was good to be down in the valley. In the Silvretta the skiing had been all right, but it was spring skiing, the snow was only good in the early morning and again in the evening. The rest of the time it was spoiled by the sun. We were both tired of the sun.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the morning the train was near Paris, and after the American lady had come out of the washroom, looking very wholesome and middle-aged and American in spite of not having slept, and had taken the cloth off the bird-cage and hung the cage in the sun, she went back to the restaurant car for breakfast. When she came back to the lit salon compartment again, the beds had been pushed back into the wall and made into seats, the canary was shaking his feathers in the sunlight that came through the open window, and the train was much nearer Paris.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Well,\" the count shrugged his shoulders. \"About his future you can't ever tell. Anyhow, his father was a great friend of my father.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"White chief come with red brothers.\" The tall Indian put his arm under Yogi's arm. The little Indian fell into step. \"Forward to the beanery.\" Yogi spoke quietly. He was a white man, but he knew when he had enough. After all, the white race might not always be supreme.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure,\" said Jack. \"That always helps a lot, don't it? That just fixes everything all up, I suppose. Sure.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They sleep like pigs,\" he said. \"They can't understand the English language, anyway. They don't know a damn thing. What are you going to do when it's over and we go back to the States?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I was very bad,\" he said. \"The second time I was better. You remember?\" He turned to the critic.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It would be like betting on the war,\" I said. \"You don't need any economic interest.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went in and ate dinner. It was a big meal for France but it seemed very carefully apportioned after Spain. I drank a bottle of wine for company. It was a Chateau Margaux. It was pleasant to be drinking slowly and to be tasting the wine and to be drinking alone.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Romero did not look up at us. He was speaking to Belmonte. Belmonte had sent his formal cape over to some friends. He looked across at them and smiled, his wolf smile that was only with the mouth. Romero leaned over the barrera and asked for the water-jug.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You couldn't do a thing like that, Manos,\" he said. He heard suddenly, clearly, Zurito's voice.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "She looked away. I thought she was looking for another cigarette. Then I saw she was crying. I could feel her crying. Shaking and crying.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, bother the car,\" Mike said. \"Let's just keep the car with us.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps O'Neil was looking for employment. It would be good to work with his hands. He walked down the street away from the beanery and past McCarthy's barber shop. He did not go into the barber shop. It looked as inviting as ever, but it was employment Scripps wanted.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's funny,\" I said. \"It's very funny. And it's a lot of fun, too, to be in love.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel shook his head. He had nothing to do now until the next third. The gypsy was very good with the banderillos. The bull would come to him in the next third in good shape. He was a good bull.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "As I read that chapter over, reader, it doesn't seem so bad. You may like it. I hope you will. And if you do like it, reader, and the rest of the book as well, will you tell your friends about it, and try and get them to buy the book just as you have done? I only get twenty cents on each book that is sold, and while twenty cents is not much nowadays still it will mount up to a lot if two or three hundred thousand copies of the book are sold.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Think he called it a chain. Something like that. Linked them all up. Told me a little about it. Damned interesting.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We've got to keep Mike from getting so tight. That kind of stuff is terrible.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He unstepped the mast and furled the sail and tied it. Then he shouldered the mast and started to climb. It was then he knew the depth of his tiredness. He stopped for a moment and looked back and saw in the reflection from the street light the great tail of the fish standing up well behind the skiff's stern. He saw the white naked line of his backbone and the dark mass of the head with the projecting bill and all the nakedness between.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Hebrew Wine-seller--Here you are, gentlemen. You'll like that. [He sets down an earthenware pitcher that he has filled from one of the casks.] That's a nice little wine.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I first became aware of his lady's attitude toward him one night after the three of us had dined together. We had dined at l'Avenue's and afterward went to the Cafe de Versailles for coffee. We had several fines after the coffee, and I said I must be going. Cohn had been talking about the two of us going off somewhere on a weekend trip. He wanted to get out of town and get in a good walk.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel had taken the wrapper off the lumps of sugar and dropped them into his coffee. He stirred it and drank it down, sweet, hot, and warming in his empty stomach. He drank off the brandy.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Eighty-five is a lucky number,\" the old man said. \"How would you like to see me bring one in that dressed out over a thousand pounds?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Only three of them in the beanery now. Scripps and Mandy and Diana. Only those three. Mandy was talking. Leaning on the counter and talking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "It was at this point in the story, reader, that Mr. F. Scott Fitzgerald came to our home one afternoon, and after remaining for quite a while suddenly sat down in the fireplace and would not (or was it could not, reader?) get up and let the fire burn something else so as to keep the room warm. I know, reader, that these things sometimes do not show in a story, but, just the same, they are happening, and think what they mean to chaps like you and me in the literary game. If you should think this part of the story is not as good as it might have been remember, reader, that day in and day out all over the world things like this are happening. Need I add, reader, that I have the utmost respect for Mr. Fitzgerald, and let anybody else attack him and I would be the first to spring to his defense!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Up back of the camp.\" Nick looked at his plate. His father said, \"You better go to bed, Nick.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's go and look at the English,\" Mike said. \"I love to look at the English.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, don't go to hell,\" I said. \"Stick around. We're just starting lunch.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes?\" George said. \"Your friend, Ole Andreson, isn't going to come.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Of course, he's coming,\" Braddocks said. \"Come in and have coffee with us, Barnes.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He tried to increase the tension, but the line had been taut up to the very edge of the breaking point since he had hooked the fish and he felt the harshness as he leaned back to pull and knew he could put no more strain on it. I must not jerk it ever, he thought. Each jerk widens the cut the hook makes and then when he does jump he might throw it. Anyway I feel better with the sun and for once I do not have to look into it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The chauffeur came out, folding up the papers and putting them in the inside pocket of his coat. We all got in the car and it started up the white dusty road into Spain. For a while the country was much as it had been; then, climbing all the time, we crossed the top of a Col, the road winding back and forth on itself, and then it was really Spain. There were long brown mountains and a few pines and far-off forests of beech-trees on some of the mountainsides. The road went along the summit of the Col and then dropped down, and the driver had to honk, and slow up, and turn out to avoid running into two donkeys that were sleeping in the road.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I should say it is rotten luck. I've wasted two years and a half on him now. And I don't know now if any man will ever want to marry me. Two years ago I could have married anybody I wanted, down at Cannes. All the old ones that wanted to marry somebody chic and settle down were crazy about me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's pretty good,\" I said. \"They let the bulls out of the cages one at a time, and they have steers in the corral to receive them and keep them from fighting, and the bulls tear in at the steers and the steers run around like old maids trying to quiet them down.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Brett's got a bull-fighter,\" Mike said. \"But her Jew has gone away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett was gone, I was not bothered by Cohn's troubles, I rather enjoyed not having to play tennis, there was plenty of work to do, I went often to the races, dined with friends, and put in some extra time at the office getting things ahead so I could leave it in charge of my secretary when Bill Gorton and I should shove off to Spain the end of June. Bill Gorton arrived, put up a couple of days at the flat and went off to Vienna. He was very cheerful and said the States were wonderful. New York was wonderful. There had been a grand theatrical season and a whole crop of great young light heavyweights.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We go too long without sleep in these fiestas. I'm going to start now and get plenty of sleep. Damn bad thing not to get sleep. Makes you frightfully nervy.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The old man wiped the blade of his knife and laid down the oar. Then he found the sheet and the sail filled and he brought the skiff onto her course.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"An old lady's bags did that,\" Mike said. \"I reached up to help her with them and they fell on me.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He'll lose it,\" the major said. He was looking at the wall. Then he looked down at the machine and jerked his little hand out from between the straps and slapped it hard against his thigh. \"He'll lose it,\" he almost shouted. \"Don't argue with me!\" Then he called to the attendant who ran the machines.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's a pretty smooth boy,\" Hogan said. \"They're a couple of sharpshooters.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'm going back to the kitchen with the nigger and bright boy,\" he said. \"Go back to the kitchen, nigger. You go with him, bright boy.\" The little man walked after Nick and Sam, the cook, back into the kitchen. The door shut after them. The man called Max sat at the counter opposite George.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That was in another country,\" Bill said. \"And besides all the animals were dead.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I started to tell him,\" Mike began. \"And Jake kept interrupting me. Why do you interrupt me? Do you think you talk Spanish better than I do?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I wasn't cross,\" I said. \"I just thought perhaps I was going to throw up.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "From where he swung lightly against his oars he looked down into the water and saw the tiny fish that were coloured like the trailing filaments and swam between them and under the small shade the bubble made as it drifted. They were immune to its poison. But men were not and when some of the filaments would catch on a line and rest there slimy and purple while the old man was working a fish, he would have welts and sores on his arms and hands of the sort that poison ivy or poison oak can give. But these poisonings from the agua mala came quickly and struck like a whiplash.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He doesn't want you to spread it,\" he said. \"You should fold it and keep it in your lap.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I think it's all bull, myself,\" he said. \"I just heard it somewhere. You know how you hear things.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then a little later, \"Well,\" he says, \"they're right. What the hell's the good in taking chances?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bus started. Harris stood in front of the post-office. He waved. As we started along the road he turned and walked back toward the inn.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It seems a great friend of mine, Ford, you've heard me speak of him before, was in the marquis's castle during the war. His regiment was billeted there and the marquis, one of the richest if not the richest man in England, was serving in Ford's regiment as a private. Ford was sitting in the library one evening. The library was a most extraordinary place. The walls were made of bricks of gold set into tiles or something.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'll lean on him,\" Zurito said. \"What's holding it up?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At the conclusion of a closely turned pass of the cape the bull slid to his knees. He was up at once, but far out across the sand Manuel and Zurito saw the shine of the pumping flow of blood, smooth against the black of the bull's shoulder.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hello, you chaps,\" Brett said. \"I'm going to have a drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Splendid,\" Brett said. \"I'll dance again for you some time. I say. What about your little friend, Zizi?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi Johnson walked out of the workmen's entrance of the pump-factory and down the street. Spring was in the air. The snow was melting, and the gutters were running with snow-water. Yogi Johnson walked down the middle of the street, keeping on the as yet unmelted ice. He turned to the left and crossed the bridge over Bear River.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Downstairs, Hogan was sitting at the desk in the office reading the papers. He looked up. \"Well, you get your boy friend to sleep?\" he asks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We started out the door. Cohn was still talking to Brett. She said good night and took my arm. \"Good night, Cohn,\" I said. Outside in the street we looked for a taxi.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The foreman was a short, iron-jawed man. He had once made a trip as far as Duluth. Duluth was far across the blue waters of the lake in the hills of Minnesota. A wonderful thing had happened to him there.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull recharged as the pase natural finished and Manuel raised the muleta for a pase de pecho. Firmly planted, the bull came by his chest under the raised muleta. Manuel leaned his head back to avoid the clattering banderillo shafts. The hot black bull body touched his chest as it passed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You boys get along and leave us get on with our pump-making,\" he said. \"Henry and me here, we got a sight of work to do.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manosduros was Zurito's nickname. He never heard it without thinking of his huge hands. He put them forward on the table self-consciously.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Hello, Diana,\" Scripps answered. He set down his lunch-pail. She looked worn and old. He could afford to be polite.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They are like San Miniato in my native Florence,\" she told Scripps. \"Look at them; my son,\" she said, \"for some day your music will be played there by the Firenze Symphony Orchestra.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"White chief have hard luck,\" the small Indian said. \"Shoot one game Kelly pool.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You give me much good counsel,\" he said aloud. \"I'm tired of it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "In the dark the old man could feel the morning coming and as he rowed he heard the trembling sound as flying fish left the water and the hissing that their stiff set wings made as they soared away in the darkness. He was very fond of flying fish as they were his principal friends on the ocean. He was sorry for the birds, especially the small delicate dark terns that were always flying and looking and almost never finding, and he thought, \"The birds have a harder life than we do except for the robber birds and the heavy strong ones. Why did they make birds so delicate and fine as those sea swallows when the ocean can be so cruel? She is kind and very beautiful.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He put his hands in the water again to soak them. It was getting late in the afternoon and he saw nothing but the sea and the sky. There was more wind in the sky than there had been, and soon he hoped that he would see land.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She'll be all right,\" Mike said. \"I'll look after her.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It was very funny with the priest,\" said the sexton. \"In the report to the commune she died of heart trouble. We knew she had heart trouble here. She used to faint in church sometimes. She did not come for a long time.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I wonder why he jumped, the old man thought. He jumped almost as though to show me how big he was. I know now, anyway, he thought. I wish I could show him what sort of man I am. But then he would see the cramped hand.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Back in the hotel, the night watchman was sitting on a bench inside the door. He had been there all night and was very sleepy. He stood up as I came in. Three of the waitresses came in at the same time. They had been to the morning show at the bull-ring.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The long black train of Pullman cars passed Scripps as he stood beside the tracks. Who were in those cars? Were they Americans, piling up money while they slept? Were they mothers? Were they fathers?", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Women made such swell friends. Awfully swell. In the first place, you had to be in love with a woman to have a basis of friendship. I had been having Brett for a friend. I had not been thinking about her side of it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps O'Neil turned his back on the barber shop and strode away up the street of the silently frozen Northern town. On his right, as he walked, the weeping birches, their branches bare of leaves, hung down to the ground, heavy with snow. To his ears came the sound of sleigh bells. Perhaps it was Christmas. In the South little children would be shooting off firecrackers and crying \"Christmas Gift!", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They were all standing outside the chapel where San Fermin and the dignitaries had passed in, leaving a guard of soldiers, the giants, with the men who danced in them standing beside their resting frames, and the dwarfs moving with their whacking bladders through the crowd. We started inside and there was a smell of incense and people filing back into the church, but Brett was stopped just inside the door because she had no hat, so we went out again and along the street that ran back from the chapel into town. The street was lined on both sides with people keeping their place at the curb for the return of the procession. Some dancers formed a circle around Brett and started to dance. They wore big wreaths of white garlics around their necks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I went back to Bill. He blew his breath at me to show how cold it was, and went on playing. I sat at one of the tables and looked at the pictures on the wall. There was one panel of rabbits, dead, one of pheasants, also dead, and one panel of dead ducks. The panels were all dark and smoky-looking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Sam, the nigger, standing in his apron, looked at the two men sitting at the counter. \"Yes, sir,\" he said. Al got down from his stool.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Yogi was guided over to the bar by the tall refined Indian. Behind the bar was the bartender. He was a Negro.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Listen, Billy,\" William Campbell said, \"I want to tell you something. You're called 'Sliding Billy'. That's because you can slide. I'm called just Billy. That's because I never could slide at all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, yes. He's got children, and he's got money, and he's got a rich mother, and he's written a book, and nobody will publish my stuff; nobody at all. It isn't bad, either. And I haven't got any money at all. I could have had alimony, but I got the divorce the quickest way.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But I killed the shark that hit my fish, he thought. And he was the biggest dentuso that I have ever seen. And God knows that I have seen big ones.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "At the end of the street I saw the cathedral and walked up toward it. The first time I ever saw it I thought the facade was ugly but I liked it now. I went inside. It was dim and dark and the pillars went high up, and there were people praying, and it smelt of incense, and there were some wonderful big windows. I knelt and started to pray and prayed for everybody I thought of, Brett and Mike and Bill and Robert Cohn and myself, and all the bull-fighters, separately for the ones I liked, and lumping all the rest, then I prayed for myself again, and while I was praying for myself I found I was getting sleepy, so I prayed that the bull-fights would be good, and that it would be a fine fiesta, and that we would get some fishing.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's up to him,\" I said. \"Tell him you're coming. He can always not come.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"We might as well,\" said Bill. \"There's no need for us to be snooty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The taxi went up the hill, passed the lighted square, then on into the dark, still climbing, then levelled out onto a dark street behind St. Etienne du Mont, went smoothly down the asphalt, passed the trees and the standing bus at the Place de la Contrescarpe, then turned onto the cobbles of the Rue Mouffetard. There were lighted bars and late open shops on each side of the street. We were sitting apart and we jolted close together going down the old street. Brett's hat was off. Her head was back.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No, it isn't. And once they take it away, you never get it back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's decided he hasn't lived enough. I knew it would happen when he went to New York.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Why the hell can't he stick around?\" Jack says. \"Stick around, Jerry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't let's ever talk about it. Please don't let's ever talk about it.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can't stand to think about him waiting in the room and knowing he's going to get it. It's too damned awful.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He was a man who worked at one of the machines near Yogi in the factory. Another Indian came up and shook hands with Yogi. He also worked in the pump-factory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Outside, the arc-light shone through the bare branches of a tree. Nick walked up the street beside the car-tracks and turned at the next arc-light down a side-street. Three houses up the street was Hirsch's rooming-house. Nick walked up the two steps and pushed the bell. A woman came to the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "To hell with this operating table! He'd been on plenty of operating tables before. He was not going to die. There would be a priest if he was going to die.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We walked across the square. It was dark and all around the square were the lights from the cafes under the arcades. We walked across the gravel under the trees to the hotel.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Let's not talk. Talking's all bilge. I'm going away from you, and then Michael's coming back.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We had the papers and I read the account of the Shanghai fighting aloud to Guy. After the meal, he left with the waiter in search for a place which did not exist in the restaurant, and I cleaned off the windshield, the lights, and the license plates with a rag. Guy came back and we backed the car out and started. The waiter had taken him across the road and into an old house. The people in the house were suspicious and the waiter had remained with Guy to see nothing was stolen.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The referee is talking to John and he says, \"What could I do? Jack wouldn't take the foul. Then when he's groggy he fouls him.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. She looked for you to say good-bye. They went on the seven o'clock train.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That was rather good. Ashley, chap she got the title from, was a sailor, you know. Ninth baronet. When he came home he wouldn't sleep in a bed. Always made Brett sleep on the floor.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I think perhaps I can too. But I try not to borrow. First you borrow. Then you beg.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He jerked the tiller free from the rudder and beat and chopped with it, holding it in both hands and driving it down again and again. But they were up to the bow now and driving in one after the other and together, tearing off the pieces of meat that showed glowing below the sea as they turned to come once more.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I'd tell her, too,\" said the count. \"I'm not joking you. I never joke people. Joke people and you make enemies. That's what I always say.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I won't have to quit,\" Manuel said. \"You watch me. I've got the stuff.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I laughed about it too, myself, once.\" She wasn't looking at me. \"A friend of my brother's came home that way from Mons. It seemed like a hell of a joke. Chaps never know anything, do they?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It doesn't make any difference. Any girl. I couldn't go, that would be all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No,\" the old man said. \"You're with a lucky boat. Stay with them.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I don't know. But I've got my wolf back.\" He touched the sheet with his tongue. \"I've had him for a week.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "They went into the hot, smoke-filled warmth of the pool-room. They obtained a table and took down cues from the wall. As the little Indian reached up to take down his cue Yogi noticed that he had two artificial arms. They were brown leather and were both buckled on at the elbow. On the smooth green cloth, under the bright electric lights, they played pool.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes, I'll tell him. Robert had a little secretary on the magazine. Just the sweetest little thing in the world, and he thought she was wonderful, and then I came along and he thought I was pretty wonderful, too. So I made him get rid of her, and he had brought her to Provincetown from Carmel when he moved the magazine, and he didn't even pay her fare back to the coast. All to please me.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It's the humidity,\" Bill said. \"They ought to take this damn humidity away.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Then there was another thing. He had been reading W. H. Hudson. That sounds like an innocent occupation, but Cohn had read and reread \"The Purple Land.\" \"The Purple Land\" is a very sinister book if read too late in life. It recounts splendid imaginary amorous adventures of a perfect English gentleman in an intensely romantic land, the scenery of which is very well described. For a man to take it at thirty-four as a guide-book to what life holds is about as safe as it would be for a man of the same age to enter Wall Street direct from a French convent, equipped with a complete set of the more practical Alger books.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"What's he afraid of the bull for? The bull's so dumb he only goes after the cloth.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I banged on the glass. The chauffeur stopped. \"Here's my street,\" I said. \"Come in and have a drink.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That would be different. It's my fault, Jake. It's the way I'm made.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"If the girl I came with asks for me, will you give her this?\" I said. \"If she goes out with one of those gentlemen, will you save this for me?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I need a pencil for that,\" he said. \"My head is not that clear. But I think the great DiMaggio would be proud of me today. I had no bone spurs. But the hands and the back hurt truly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"It was rather a knock his being ashamed of me. He was ashamed of me for a while, you know.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Pinin was the major's orderly. He was a dark-faced boy, and he fixed the stove, putting the pine wood in carefully, shut the door, and went into the back of the but again. The adjutant went on with his papers.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Campagnero accepted a pair of varas for the death of one rosinante, with Hernandez and Manolo at the quites,\" El Heraldo's critic wrote. \"He pressed on the iron and clearly showed he was no horse-lover. The veteran Zurito resurrected some of his old stuff with the pike-pole, notably the suerte--\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Five and you nearly were killed when I brought the fish in too green and he nearly tore the boat to pieces. Can you remember?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say, he did hurt Pedro Romero,\" Brett said. \"He hurt him most badly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He knew quite well the pattern of what could happen when he reached the inner part of the current. But there was nothing to be done now.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "After supper we went up-stairs and smoked and read in bed to keep warm. Once in the night I woke and heard the wind blowing. It felt good to be warm and in bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"There you go. And you claim you want to be a writer, too. You're only a newspaper man. An expatriated newspaper man. You ought to be ironical the minute you get out of bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, we are all quite familiar with your name, Mr. Johnson,\" Red Dog smiled. \"I would like you to meet my friends Mr. Sitting Bull, Mr. Poisoned Buffalo, and Chief Running Skunk-Backwards.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Now the man watched the dip of the three sticks over the side of the skiff and rowed gently to keep the lines straight up and down and at their proper depths. It was quite light and any moment now the sun would rise.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Jack's sitting on the chair. I've got his gloves off and he's holding himself in down there with both hands. When he's got something supporting it his face doesn't look so bad.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"These bull-fights are hell on one,\" Brett said. \"I'm limp as a rag.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Keep your hands off me,\" Jack says. \"There ain't no moving-pictures of this.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I say that is wine,\" Brett held up her glass. \"We ought to toast something. 'Here's to royalty.' \"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "MANUEL GARCIA climbed the stairs to Don Miguel Retana's office. He set down his suitcase and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Manuel, standing in the hallway, felt there was someone in the room. He felt it through the door.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel walked towards him with the muleta. He stopped and shook it. The bull did not respond. He passed it right and left, left and right before the bull's muzzle. The bull's eyes watched it and turned with the swing, but he would not charge.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The doctor's assistant put the cone over Manuel's face and he inhaled deeply. Zurito stood awkwardly, watching.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Frightfully good tailor. Never believe it to see me now,\" Mike said. \"I used to pay him a hundred pounds a year just to keep him quiet. So he wouldn't send me any bills. Frightful blow to him when I went bankrupt.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Would you like me to read a little of it out loud?\" Diana asked. \"They're some lovely woodcuts.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Keep the blanket around you,\" the boy said. \"You'll not fish without eating while I'm alive.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Scripps opened the door. He went in. \"Lucy,\" he called, \"it is I, Scripps.\" He would never drink again. No more nights out on the railroad. Perhaps Lucy needed a new fur coat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I suppose you're Americans, aren't you?\" the man asked. \"Having a good trip?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Across the square the white wicker tables and chairs of the Iruna extended out beyond the Arcade to the edge of the street. I looked for Brett and Mike at the tables. There they were. Brett and Mike and Robert Cohn. Brett was wearing a Basque beret.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Just a bright boy,\" Max said. He leaned forward and took the ham and eggs. Both men ate with their gloves on. George watched them eat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Try one of these T-bones with hashed-brown potatoes,\" the drummer suggested. \"They got a nice T-bone here.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He went in through the gate to the train. The porter went ahead with the bags. I watched the train pull out. Bill was at one of the windows. The window passed, the rest of the train passed, and the tracks were empty.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The boy had given him two fresh small tunas, or albacores, which hung on the two deepest lines like plummets and, on the others, he had a big blue runner and a yellow jack that had been used before; but they were in good condition still and had the excellent sardines to give them scent and attractiveness. Each line, as thick around as a big pencil, was looped onto a green-sapped stick so that any pull or touch on the bait would make the stick dip and each line had two forty-fathom coils which could be made fast to the other spare coils so that, if it were necessary, a fish could take out over three hundred fathoms of line.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I can remember it,\" the old man said. \"I'll waken you in time.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I told the wife I'd take a room at the Shelby tonight,\" he said. \"It's just around the corner from the Garden. I can go up to the house tomorrow morning.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They're mighty fine beans, too,\" Scripps agreed. Under the influence of the beans his head was clearing. What was this rot he had been talking about that man Henry Mencken? Was Mencken really after him? It wasn't a pretty prospect to face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Why, hello, Robert. Are you here?\" She went on, talking rapidly. \"I've had the darndest time. This one\"--shaking her head at Cohn--\"didn't come home for lunch.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"No money, Jake. All we could get was nigger's clothes. Somebody took his watch, too. Splendid nigger. Big mistake to have come to Vienna.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "But he was that big and at the end of this circle he came to the surface only thirty yards away and the man saw his tail out of water. It was higher than a big scythe blade and a very pale lavender above the dark blue water. It raked back and as the fish swam just below the surface the old man could see his huge bulk and the purple stripes that banded him. His dorsal fin was down and his huge pectorals were spread wide.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We put on our coats and started out. It was quite a way down to the main road and then we walked along the main road about a mile and a half. Cars kept going by and we would pull out to one side until they were past. Jack didn't say anything. After we had stepped out into the bushes to let a big car go by Jack said, \"To hell with this walking.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Zurito stood beside the table, bending over where the doctor was working. He was in his picador clothes, without his hat.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nick opened the door and went into the room. Ole Andreson was lying on the bed with all his clothes on. He had been a heavyweight prize-fighter and he was too long for the bed. He lay with his head on two pillows. He did not look at Nick.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He picked up the two heavy bags and carried them around the station to the other tracks. He looked up the tracks but could not see the train. Coming back, he walked through the bar-room, where people waiting for the train were drinking. He drank an Anis at the bar and looked at the people. They were all waiting reasonably for the train.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sometimes, my dear. And I have got arrow wounds. Have you ever seen arrow wounds?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, how charmingly you get angry,\" he said. \"I wish I had that faculty.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Huh!\" Manuel said, \"Toro!\" and leaning back, swung the cape forward. Here he comes. He side-stepped, swung the cape in back of him, and pivoted, so the bull followed a swirl of cape and was then left with nothing, fixed by the pass, dominated by the cape. Manuel swung the cape under his muzzle with one hand, to show the bull was fixed, and walked away.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Lucky beggars,\" said Krum. \"Well, I'll tell you. Some day I'm not going to be working for an agency. Then I'll have plenty of time to get out in the country.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You said it,\" the other waiter who had come in said. \"You said it then.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The two of them went out of the door. George watched them, through the window, pass under the arc-light, and cross the street. In their tight overcoats and derby hats they looked like a vaudeville team. George went back through the swinging-door into the kitchen and untied Nick and the cook.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Here's how. I rather think so, you know. Deserves to be, anyhow. Knows hell's own amount about people. Don't know where he got it all.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The line went out and out and out but it was slowing now and he was making the fish earn each inch of it. Now he got his head up from the wood and out of the slice of fish that his cheek had crushed. Then he was on his knees and then he rose slowly to his feet. He was ceding line but more slowly all the time. He worked back to where he could feel with his foot the coils of line that he could not see.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Oh, rot,\" said Brett. \"Maybe it works for some people, though. You don't look very religious, Jake.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Sure, that's what I'm after. You know I miss a lot, Jerry.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I sat down at the table. Jack was eating a grapefruit. When he'd find a seed he'd spit it out in the spoon and dump it on the plate.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"You're a splendid one to talk about manners,\" Brett said. \"You've such lovely manners.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I stop here, so you won't get into trouble carrying passengers,\" he said. \"My package.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "He did not want to look at the fish. He knew that half of him had been destroyed. The sun had gone down while he had been in the fight with the sharks.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Inside, the cafe was crowded and very noisy. No one noticed us come in. We could not find a table. There was a great noise going on.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I'm tireder than I have ever been, he thought, and now the trade wind is rising. But that will be good to take him in with. I need that badly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Brett came out with Bill and joined us. We stood in the crowd and watched Don Manuel Orquito, the fireworks king, standing on a little platform, carefully starting the balloons with sticks, standing above the heads of the crowd to launch the balloons off into the wind. The wind brought them all down, and Don Manuel Orquito's face was sweaty in the light of his complicated fireworks that fell into the crowd and charged and chased, sputtering and cracking, between the legs of the people. The people shouted as each new luminous paper bubble careened, caught fire, and fell.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I never liked to hunt, you know. There was always the danger of having a horse fall on you. How do you feel, Jake?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "This chap in the book by Anderson. He had been a soldier, too. He had been at the front two years, Anderson said. What was his name? Fred Something.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Yes. Aren't I? And when one's with the crowd I'm with, one can drink in such safety, too.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Come on,\" the old man said aloud. \"Make another turn. Just smell them. Aren't they lovely? Eat them good now and then there is the tuna.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The dancers did not want me to go out. Three of them were sitting on the high wine-cask beside Brett, teaching her to drink out of the wine-skins. They had hung a wreath of garlics around her neck. Some one insisted on giving her a glass. Somebody was teaching Bill a song.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Good. Coffee is good for you. It's the caffeine in it. Caffeine, we are here. Caffeine puts a man on her horse and a woman in his grave.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I looked at the clock. It was half-past four. \"Had no idea what hour it was,\" Brett said. \"I say, can a chap sit down? Don't be cross, darling.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Never mention that,\" Bill said. \"That's the sort of thing that can't be spoken of. That's what you ought to work up into a mystery. Like Henry's bicycle.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "We finished the meal and the wine. \"Come on,\" I said. \"We're going to have coffee with the others.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"They only want to kill when they're alone. Of course, if you went in there you'd probably detach one of them from the herd, and he'd be dangerous.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"If the others heard me talking out loud they would think that I am crazy,\" he said aloud. \"But since I am not crazy, I do not care. And the rich have radios to talk to them in their boats and to bring them the baseball.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Save us a table for three,\" I said to the German. He smiled his dirty little pink-and-white smile.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The drinker waggled his little finger at him and smiled at us with his eyes. Then he bit the stream off sharp, made a quick lift with the wine-bag and lowered it down to the owner. He winked at us. The owner shook the wine-skin sadly.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Don't get drunk, Jake,\" she said. \"You don't have to.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The Indians had watched with impassive faces. Yogi Johnson had been unable to move. The waitresses had covered their faces with napkins or whatever was handy. Mrs. Scripps had covered her eyes with The American Mercury. Scripps O'Neil was feeling faint and shaken.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"She should have. All women should see it. It's a face that ought to be thrown on every screen in the country. Every woman ought to be given a copy of this face as she leaves the altar. Mothers should tell their daughters about this face.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "What was he saying? He was talking wildly. This would never do. He must pull himself together.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Spring was coming. Spring was in the air. (Author's Note.--This is the same day on which the story starts, back on page three.) A chinook wind was blowing. Work men were coming home from the factory.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He's dumb,\" said Al. He turned to Nick. \"What's your name?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "I lit the lamp beside the bed, turned off the gas, and opened the wide windows. The bed was far back from the windows, and I sat with the windows open and undressed by the bed. Outside a night train, running on the street-car tracks, went by carrying vegetables to the markets. They were noisy at night when you could not sleep. Undressing, I looked at myself in the mirror of the big armoire beside the bed.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"That's too complicated,\" Bill said. \"Don't you ever detach me from the herd, Mike.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Patrons of the arts and letters have discovered The Forum, he read. It is the guide, philosopher, and friend of the thinking minority. Prize short-stories--will their authors write our best-sellers of tomorrow?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "The bull was hooking wildly, jumping like a trout, all four feet off the ground. The red shafts of the banderillos tossed as he jumped.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"I was going good,\" Manuel said. \"I didn't have any luck. That was all.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Nobody had any damn business to write about it, though, that didn't at least know about it from hearsay. Literature has too strong an effect on people's minds. Like this American writer Willa Cather, who wrote a book about the war where all the last part of it was taken from the action in the Birth of a Nation, and ex-servicemen wrote to her from all over America to tell her how much they liked it.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"The Peerless Pounder was quite a pump all right,\" the high-voiced little old man said. \"But we're working on one now that will show its heels to any of them foreign pumps, aren't we, Henry?\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "Manuel looked at them, standing talking in front of his table. He had drunk his second brandy. They had forgotten about him. They were not interested in him.", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"Brett's got a bull-fighter,\" he said. \"She had a Jew named Cohn, but he turned out badly.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "hemingway", + "text": "\"He used to come to the Terrace sometimes too in the older days. But he was rough and harsh-spoken and difficult when he was drinking. His mind was on horses as well as baseball. At least he carried lists of horses at all times in his pocket and frequently spoke the names of horses on the telephone.\"", + "category": "author" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "At any rate, there was no keeping 20-year-old Jasper from what he had always wanted to do. He broke into the movie business in 1983 as a gofer on \"The Pirates of Penzance.\" Within a few years, he was promoted to \"focus puller,\" the position he would hold for the rest of his career.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I have also been told that a portion of the Hitler Library may have been seized by the Red Army. \"Stalin was so paranoid about Hitler that he sent trophy brigades to search for anything connected with him,\" says Konstantin Akinsha, a former researcher for the Presidential Advisory Commission on Holocaust Assets in the United States. \"His skull, his uniforms, Eva Braun's dresses, her underwearthey are all in Moscow.\" Akinsha told me recently that in the early 1990s he heard rumors about a depository in an abandoned church in Uzkoe, a suburb of Moscow, that allegedly contained a huge quantity of \"trophy books,\" including some that had belonged to Hitler.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Even so, Mantel was disappointed with the overall standard. 'It would be nice to think people were making exciting, new, 2003 mistakes, but many showed the usual defects of bad writing - an inability to keep the viewpoint steady, to decide who the book's about, or to impart information, so that it's done clumsily through dialogue. Too many people seem to go into print without editorial support and are left to sink or swim, when one well-targeted question could have brought down the whole edifice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lilly, who is childless, began writing poetry in the mid-1930s, said her attorney, Thomas Ewbank. She \"did not take personally\" the rejections from Poetry and proved to be a fan and loyal contributor, establishing in 1986 its annual Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, which was initially $25,000 and has grown to $100,000. She also has sponsored two $15,000 annual fellowships via the magazine, as well as a professorship in poetry at Indiana University.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"People started moving up here in the late '50s, early '60s, partly because of Gary Snyder having come here. (Snyder, one of the original Beat poets, lives up on the San Juan Ridge above town.) But a lot of leftist, educated people moved up and stayed. So, it's small, but there are a lot of deep pockets of cultural stuff.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I can't find anyone else who's read the book,\" Mr. Moskowitz says, though he ensures that this state of affairs will continue by buying up every copy of \"Stones of Summer\" he finds on the Internet. (When a friend mentions this to him, Mr. Moskowitz counters, \"Nobody's read it anyway.\")", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lamb's on-camera demeanor has a just-the-facts-ma'am quality. It has nothing of the uber-empathy of, say, a Barbara Walters. But it's also void of the skepticism or judgment commonplace in a Mike Wallace interview.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The inevitable disparities between individual cases are often enhanced by social factors, like race, which plays a role that is not always well understood. The commission authorized a study that showed that in Illinois, you are more likely to receive the death penalty if you are whitetwo and a half times as likely. One possible reason is that in a racially divided society whites tend to associate with, and thus to murder, other whites. And choosing a white victim makes a murderer three and a half times as likely to be punished by a death sentence as if he'd killed someone who was black. (At least in Illinois, blacks and whites who murdered whites were given a death sentence at essentially the same rate, which has not always been true in other places.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Some 31,000 English-language copies of the new anthology will be available abroad. Editions in Arabic, French, Spanish and Russian are also being prepared. Additional translations into two dozen other languages are expected, with a total of about 100,000 copies likely to be distributed in the next few years. Mr. Holliday said he hoped that the essays would also be reprinted in foreign newspapers and that students abroad would use the texts as course material and to learn English.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For Mr. Turow, the first step in his campaign was persuading his book editor to enlist. She compromised, dropping to lowercase in newly written parts and retaining the capital in older articles reproduced in the book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a bitch. When I stand up for those I love, they call me a bitch. When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts, or do things my own way, they call me a bitch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Stefanos is one of a rotating, multigenerational cast of Pelecanos characters, most of whom are either black (working class, professional class, or criminal class) or like Stefanos, second- or third-generation Greek immigrants (with a similar range of class backgrounds). Pelecanos himself is the son of a Greek immigrant. As a teenager he worked as a delivery boy for his father's lunch counter in Washington. Before becoming a writer, he worked in restaurants, appliance stores, and other commercial places he describes in his books, and he articulates the jaundiced views of the unpampered.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In \"Visions,\" Evanovich's protagonist Stephanie Plum, a bounty hunter, makes it through a hectic holiday. Kirkus Reviews says: \"Plotting gets short shrift in this thinnest of Plum puddings.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The string of best sellers continued. Because of Sheldon's background as a screenwriter, the books are fashioned in dramatic scenes, making them highly readable and easily converted to theatrical or TV movies (11 have been). The story lines vary, but a recurrent theme is the strong-willed woman who finds herself in jeopardy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "J. D. McClatchy, Hazmat: Poems (Alfred A. Knopf)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Daniel Davis noted that several popular search engines place at the top of their lists the sources that have paid them the most money. This would be like a library prominently displaying only those books whose publishers paid for the privilege, and Davis knows it. But it doesn't stop him from using those search engines.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Everyone likes to feel he or she is getting a bargain, but discounting has made it easier for book prices to creep upward while maintaining the illusion that consumers are getting the books inexpensively. Since booksellers' markups aren't as big as those of other retailers, discounting can be a risky strategy that slices profit margins razor thin; recently, some have thought better of it. After growing accustomed to the sight of 20- and 30-percent-off stickers, suddenly consumers are being charged full price for many types of books, another source of sticker shock. Maintaining the illusion that books are affordable has gotten more difficult.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Superficial searching habits can have tragic consequences, illustrated last year at Johns Hopkins University. A physician-researcher performed a test of lung function on a healthy 24-year-old woman, administering a large dose of a particular chemical. The woman then died of lung and kidney failure. The doctor had searched online for information about the drug but had failed to turn up any literature warning of its dangers -- information that medical librarians later did find online after the woman died.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Of course, publishers are always coming up with such scams. Literary editors not only receive 400-500 \"first editions\" (ie review copies) of books every week, but some come with all manner of goodies - sweets, helium balloons, T-shirts. Even the sober academic press, Routledge, sent out Raimond Gaita's new book about our relationship with animals, The Philosopher's Dog, with a cuddly toy mastiff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Our timing wasn't exactly good,\" concedes Ross, president and chief executive of Booksfree, who spent 23 years owning and operating a computer systems integration business just two doors away. Bilinski previously worked for EDS Corp., the Air Force and BDM International Inc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Thomas Wolfe died in 1938. (\"You Can't Go Home Again\" was published in 1940.) Zora Neale Hurston published \"Dust Tracks on a Road\" in 1942, and died in 1960. James Dickey's \"Deliverance\" was published in 1970. He produced little prose of much significance after that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ben Rice, 30: his novella, Pobby and Dingan, is set among Australia's diamond miners and relates the story of a girl's imaginary friends. Wonderful narration, perfect craftsmanship", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It was a more inviting look,\" says Claire Wachtel, Lehane's editor at Morrow. The approach was so radically different that bookstores started displaying the novel front-and-center, while price clubs such as Costco and Sam's picked up Lehane for the first time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "'My feeling is that the list is weaker than previous lists because of the apparent ease of getting published,' says Mantel. 'There are half a dozen brilliant people on here, and not just the ones I've mentioned, but the competition was not that strong. Many of the others would not have been on in other times.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While in career limbo, Harry sounded the quintessential blue note that endears him to noir-loving readers: \"I was living like a jazz musician waiting for a gig. I was staying up late, staring at the walls and drinking too much red wine. I needed to either pawn my instrument or find a place to play it.\" But once Harry picks up his saxophone, figuratively speaking, he gets returns to well-worn, familiar Connelly territory. Thinking of the murder that draws him back, Harry experiences \"a small tug toward the darkness I one time knew so well.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The mystery field is broad enough to accommodate writers from Mr. Brown, who can hinge a plot on the difference between matter and antimatter, to Robert Crais (\"The Last Detective\"), who cranks out the printed equivalent of formulaic Hollywood thrillers. It can feature stand-alone protagonists or serial detectives as familiar as old friends. \"As I walked through the room, the men stared at me,\" observes Robert B. Parker's Spenser in \"Back Story,\" the 30th book in Mr. Parker's unflaggingly congenial Boston-based series. \"Probably sick with envy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Like Potter, Ms. Next will have her life extended beyond the existing books. Fforde is contracted to write at least two more in the series. Again like Potter, she will continue to age, beyond her current 36 years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When he asks questions about an author's family, which have become a staple in the Lamb interview, the writers invariably drop whatever scripted comments they have (many acknowledge cramming before a Lamb interview). Their voices change. They become people instead of experts on some esoterica.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As for topics, \"You've seen the threads: civil rights, Vietnam, Lincoln, the Revolutionary War, Civil War, a bunch on World War II. Wars make good books. I have changed some over the years. I don't do as many public policy books as I used to because you can't get your teeth into them. I often don't do sitting politicians because (their books are) nothing more than campaign vehicles to get on television shows,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The projected display, called Live Query, shows updated samples of what people around the world are typing into Google's search engine. The terms scroll by in English, Chinese, Spanish, Swedish, Japanese, Korean, French, Dutch, Italian - any of the 86 languages that Google tracks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book's author, a former CEO of several large companies, including Coca-Cola New Zealand and Pic 'N Save Corp., decided to write the novel after his own experience with what he sees as the tragedy of \"three-strikes\" laws. After the 1980 disappearance of his then-17-year-old son Michael, Williams sought help from authorities. \"He and his family tried every outlet imaginable,\" said Welcome Rain editor Chuck Kim, \"and they met with a lot of indifference from the police forces, with the FBI, and with pretty much any law enforcement agency you can think of. They felt that no one cared unless the kid was famous.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Cader believes booksellers and publishers have \"tapped out\" the small segment of the population that reads books with any regularity. Instead of raising prices -- which can only go so high before those consumers turn away -- he argues that publishers need to work on getting more people to read and on making book publishing a growth industry. He suggests utilizing more free and low-cost promotional techniques, promoting mediums like electronic publishing, and developing long-term programs aimed at getting younger people interested in reading. He describes the average person's current school reading experience as \"12 to 14 years of making people dislike reading or making reading boring.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book Ms. Rozan wound up writing instead, called \"Absent Friends,\" confronts Sept. 11 head on, telling four intertwined stories related to the death of a firefighter in the north tower of the trade center. Still unfinished, it focuses not on real estate but on what the author describes as \"the nature and uses of truth, and the nature and uses of heroism.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No matter how huge the deluge of mysteries, they have a tireless, eager readership. Escapism is not going out of style.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On the corkboard above Beth Ann Bauman's desk, a washed-out photograph hangs from a tack: Ms. Bauman, age 2, stares out at the camera, her blue eyes stubborn and searching, her mouth pressed into a resolute line. \"I love how stoic I look,\" she said, fingering the edge of the picture.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For 14 years I was a failed writer with a really good day job. I married, had kids, earned that Ph. D., got a medical school professorship and a job at a pediatric hospital. I specialized in childhood trauma and augmented my academician's salary by treating private patients after hours.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It was absence that sparked Robinson's descriptive passions. He began writing crime fiction only after he immigrated to Canada in the early 1970s. These days, while he sets up his laptop in the east end of Toronto, his imagination still wanders around the dales of Yorkshire where he was born and raised. In fact, he was driven to reading and writing crime fiction as a doctoral student and a frustrated poet much enamoured of traditional narrative poetry replete with capital letters and rhyme.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Given Hitler's legendary disdain for organized religion in general and Christianity in particular, I didn't expect him to have devoted much time to the teachings of Christ, let alone to have marked this quintessential Christian virtue. Had this in fact been made by the pencil of Hitler's younger sister, Paula, who occasionally visited her brother at the Berghof and remained a devout Catholic until her dying day? Might some other Berghof guest have responded to this holy Scripture?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I don't think it's necessary for a book to make a political statement but all contemporary books reflect the author's view on a wide variety of social conditions. On a strictly personal level, I feel my first obligation to the reader is to entertain in a positive manner. Beyond that, I address issues such as family, women's rights, minorities, and violence if they arise as a natural component of the story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This bookstore co-op houses nine stores. Among them are Lost Horse Books (books on horses) and Eric Tomb's Tomes Bookstore (philosophy, history, literature). Hours: 7:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Monday through Saturday. (530) 273- 4002.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"That he has kept this secret for over 50 years is just so fascinating to me,\" said Joe Sainclair, a high-school English teacher from Mountaintop, Pa., who was seeing the toast for the first time Sunday. \"For a fan of Poe, for a fan of mystery, it just doesn't get any better than this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Awarded a one-year scholarship to Northwestern University, he had to drop out after a semester to help support his family during the Depression. He worked as a theater usher, shoe salesman and checkroom attendant at a night club. The club's band leader played one of the boy's songs, and he set off to find his music-writing fortune in New York's Tin Pan Alley.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As I sat in the rarefied seclusion of the Jefferson Building's second-floor reading room one day, listening to the muffled roar of traffic and the distant wail of police sirens in late-summer Washington, I attempted to comprehend the full significance of this sentence to which Hitler seems to have responded so emphatically. Back in 1943 Walter Langer had concludedcorrectly, to my mindthat in order to understand Hitler one had to understand his profound belief in divine powers. But Hitler believed that the mortal and the divine were one and the same: that the God he was seeking was in fact himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the end, \"The Eyre Affair\" was five years in the writing. The fifth novel he completed, it was the first available to the public.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "An obsessively omnivorous polymath, a speed-reading insomniac, an incomparably prolific reviewer and just some regular folkshere are our favorite people who read more than you do. by Jesse Oxfeld", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Granta's list is a marketing exercise on behalf of contemporary literature, and was the brainchild of Desmond Clarke, who ran the Book Marketing Council in the early 1980s, before literary novelists acquired their present status as minor celebrities. The first list, published in 1983, included Martin Amis, Pat Barker, Julian Barnes, William Boyd, Kazuo Ishiguro, Ian McEwan, Salman Rushdie and Graham Swift. It was, in other words, a particularly fortunate time to have embarked on such an exercise, and Bill Buford, then editor of Granta, who devoted an issue to the list, decided to repeat the process himself in 1993.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "If you say that's the opening line of Charles Dickens's \"A Christmas Carol,\" you're thinking like a reader. If you say that's the opening salvo in a perennial publishing war that has escalated beyond all belief this year, now you're thinking like a publisher.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The most interesting part is why,\" said Amit Patel, who has been a member of the logs team. \"You can't interpret it unless you know what else is going on in the world.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "We'll use the back room.\" Andrew Vachss leads the way through a nondescript bar, reached after a labyrinthine drive down rain-slicked streets. It is not yet noon and heavyset men are already lining up for beer. Since their attention is focused on the sports action on the overhead TV, they don't notice the intense man with the eye patch slipping into a storage room off the kitchen, where he quietly shuts the door. No pat down comes, surprisingly; perhaps Vachss feels airport security has actually done its job.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On the good side, Net thinkers are said to generate work quickly and make connections easily. \"They are more in control of facts than we were 40 years ago,\" says Bernard Cooperman, a history professor at the University of Maryland.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jenkins estimates that 6 million Americans have actually written a manuscript -- just over 2% of the population -- while, based on ISBN numbers assigned, approximately 80,000 books get published each year. Jenkins added that the number of books annually making it into print is growing, thanks to a boom in independent and self-publishing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "We meet on Newbury Street in the heart of fashionable, moneyed Boston. Lehane has parked his navy blue Toyota SUV in the same parking garage where he first worked as an attendant after returning from college and graduate school in Florida. It's across the street from the original Ritz Carlton Hotel, where Lehane still knows people who have worked there since the days when the hotel owned the parking garage. As PW approaches him in the lobby of the Ritz, he's chatting to one of the hotel staff, describing a summer home he's rented and suggesting she and her husband come up for a visit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With the big chains, buying power gets concentrated into a few hands, and thats dangerous for a free press. This is the one argument that, on the surface, appears to have some teeth. Of course, nobody wants the caprice of some cubicle-bound drone to dictate whether a writer will have a career, or be found beneath the dark waters of a lonely canal, a suicide whose frustrated death should be blamed on Borders. The reality is that as long as there is a multitude of authors, publishers, readers, and sellers in the market, bookstore buying cannot lapse into sloppiness or be driven by corporate whim or ideology. If a chain were to lapse in some way, a significant hole would develop in its ability to serve a heterogeneous market, one into which its competitors will be more than happy to jump and scoop up that market share for themselves, be they other chains or a slew of sharp independents.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The dictionary is not a dictator, it's a mirror of what people do,\" she tells the 27 academics, bureaucrats, lawyers, retirees and writers who've signed on as cadets in this Smithsonian-sponsored \"Word-Lover's Boot Camp.\" The best dictionary, McKean continues, is merely a record of the written expressions of a culture and language. Hence Oxford's listing of \"hopefully,\" Homer Simpson's \"D'oh!\" and the use of \"fellowship\" as a verb (a usage dating from at least 1374, more than 600 years before cinema-goers fellowshipped in watching \"The Lord of the Rings\").", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But there aren't. Lamb stands out among author interviewer on two counts. He reads the book, and he asks short questions that allow the author to talk - often at length. On one typical show last month, in fact, the \"Booknotes\" guest spoke 8,026 words. Lamb uttered 1,251.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A jury convicted Poindexter in 1990 on five felony counts of misleading Congress and making false statements, but an appeals court overturned the verdict because Congress had given him immunity for his testimony. He famously asserted, \"The buck stops here,\" arguing that the White House staff, and not the president, was responsible for fateful decisions that might prove embarrassing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still, I saw writing as release, not a career possibility. I loved to paint, too, but the notion of art as a job was remote. I decided I was going to become some sort of scientist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Take Lee Smith's new novel, \"The Last Girls,\" published by Chapel Hill-based Algonquin Books in September. It has all the trappings -- a clutch of alumnae of a fictitious Blue Ridge Mountain women's college, a trip on a riverboat down the Mississippi, a dead woman named Baby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mrs. Bush, a former librarian who has made teaching and early childhood development her signature issues, has held a series of White House events to salute America's authors. The gatherings are usually lively affairs with discussions of literature and its effect on society.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This ring-knocking master of deceit is back again with a plan even more scandalous than Iran-contra. He heads the \"Information Awareness Office\" in the otherwise excellent Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency, which spawned the Internet and stealth aircraft technology. Poindexter is now realizing his 20-year dream: getting the \"data-mining\" power to snoop on every public and private act of every American.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In early September 2001, S. J. Rozan, who normally writes about the private investigators Lydia Chin and Bill Smith, had just started writing her first stand-alone novel, a book about dirty real estate dealings in Harlem. (That September, a number of established writers of mystery series were lucky enough to be working on stand-alones, books with nonseries characters whose tones can differ substantially from their series. Stand-alones gave these authors unusual latitude to change timelines, characters and locales, plus an extra year or so to puzzle out how Sept. 11 would fit into their continuing characters' worlds.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "You can tell a lot about a person from what he reads. The survivingand largely ignoredremnants of Adolf Hitler's personal library reveal a deep but erratic interest in religion and theology", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Elliott Roosevelt, whose first novel featuring his mother Eleanor as sleuth was \"Murder and the First Lady\" (1984), didn't offer a shared byline but gave his ghostwriter a nod via a note in his early books, crediting William Harrington as \"my mentor in the craft of mystery writing [who] has given me invaluable assistance with the First Lady mysteries.\" After Elliott Roosevelt died in 1990, his publishers added to his jacket biography for \"A First Class Murder\" (1991) the claim: \"A hard-working and prolific writer, he left behind a number of already-completed Eleanor Roosevelt mysteries.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Amusingly, Mr. Moskowitz presents himself in the movie's opening as if he's selling himself, to his director of photography and the audience. Since he makes his living as a director of political-campaign commercials, it's all too fitting that he would start the film working to win the audience over. (Accompanying \"Stone Reader\" to the 2002 Slamdance Film Festival in Park City, Utah, where it won both the Grand Jury and Audience Awards, he was as proud as a consultant who led his candidate into the Oval Office.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the M corridor, for example, each name evokes a complex of emotions, a whole private world: Ross MacDonald, Terrence McNally, Bernard Malamud, John Masefield, Edgar Lee Masters, Peter Matthiessen, Somerset Maugham, Emperor Maximilian of Mexico, H. L. Mencken, Arthur Miller, Lady Ottoline Morrell, Christopher Morley. These boxes hold much of what humanity will ever know about their lives.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It takes work and energy to become a member of this fabled group. Training begins long before marriage. It is advantageous to be born the daughter of a Boca mom, lessons learned by example make a strong impression. For those not so blessed, the task requires determination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": ". . . And Lingo Was Their Game-O", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By MICHAEL Z. WISE", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Once every seven or eight years, Robert Caro wheels out another gargantuan volume in his legendary biography of Lyndon Johnson, now up to Vol. 6: The Kindergarten Era (Part 1),\" Kinsley wrote. He said he agreed to be a judge out of \"mainly vanity and a desire for free books.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "All the while, Fforde's previously hidden writerly impulse began to express itself. It was first manifest in \"jokes and funnies and pretend articles\" he pinned on crew bulletin boards during the making of \"Penzance.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She has spent her days sending faxes and watering plants for lawyers and junior vice presidents in the city's anonymous office towers, among them the World Trade Center, in a 105th-floor office of Cantor Fitzgerald where she worked until just a few days before the attack of Sept. 11. Her nights were spent at her desk working on draft after draft of stories about funny, smart young women, many of them New Yorkers, in various stages of life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Feb. 12 symposium on \"Poetry and the American Voice\" was to have featured the works of Emily Dickinson, Langston Hughes and Walt Whitman. The postponement was announced Wednesday and no future date has been set for the event, to be held by first lady Laura Bush.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "_Seattle shuttered its libraries for a week in August and December and will do so again in 2003, spokeswoman Andra Addison said. The budget has been cut $7 million in the last two years. Library workers voted for the closings and are going without pay during the shutdowns to avert job cuts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This means that if a publisher ships 100 copies of a book to a bookstore and only 50 sell, the remaining books are shipped back and the bookseller is given credit for them. (The returned books are sometimes destroyed, although increasingly they are sold to \"remainders\" dealers who in turn supply retailers with reduced-price sale books.) The estimated cost of these returns is also figured into the price of a book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By McKean's standards, the cadets' new constructions -- including \"catagram\" (a word without an anagram) and \"homofication\" (adoption of a gay lifestyle by someone who has recently come out of the closet) -- share the legitimacy of, say, an old word that seems to have renewed relevance, such as \"woofits\" (a gloomy mood, from the World War I era). Not yet in the dictionary but on Oxford's shortlist is \"9/11,\" not soon to be forgotten, and \"reality TV,\" which might best be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Reading Execution, I was struck by how even though serious practitioners of heinous fiction eschew the locked-room murders of, say, Agatha Christie, they still have to find a way to create an isolated crime scene -- the lonely house on the outskirts of the village, the village cut off from the city, the woman who misses the bus and walks home late at night. The problem is the same -- putting victim and murderer in each other's sights; it is the setting that has changed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "His other screenplays included the musicals \"Annie Get Your Gun,\" \"Easter Parade,\" \"Anything Goes\" and \"Jumbo.\" Sheldon turned to television in 1963, producing and writing many of the scripts for \"The Patty Duke (news) Show\" (1963-1970) and \"I Dream of Jeanie\" (1965-1970).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I \"should\" be. I am outspoken, opinionated, and determined. By God, I want what I want, and there is nothing wrong with that!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Predictably, Google's query data respond to television, movies and radio. But the mass media also feed off the demands of their audiences. One of Google's strengths is its predictive power, flagging trends before they hit the radar of other media.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "he 1,200 of Hitler's books in the Library of Congress most likely represent less than 10 percent of the original collection. Nevertheless, when I first visited the Hitler Library, in April of 2001, I was surprised to discover that despite the incompleteness of the collection, I could easily discern the collector preserved within his books. In more than 200 World War I memoirs, including Ernst Jnger's Fire and Blood, with a personal inscription to \"the Fhrer,\" I encountered Hitler the \"Austrian corporal,\" with his bushy moustache, his somber demeanor, and his battlefield service, during which he was twice wounded and for which he was twice decorated, once with the Iron Cross first class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the realm of high-profile mystery writing, an amazing convergence happens to be under way. Virtually all of that genre's big guns", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Breast argumentation is another popular procedure for increasing one's desirability. A wardrobe of tight tee shirts and sequined tube tops are required follow up to the operation. The metamorphosis can be completed with designer bags and shoes and the obligatory cell phone. A diamond encrusted model that plays the latest Broadway tunes is guaranteed to move you to the top of the trend setter list.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There probably aren't too many Elis running around New Haven these days who think of Yale Law School as a kind of career halfway house, but that's what Adam Haslett is doing in his final year of classes there. For three days of the week, he's focusing on criminal and appellate law at Yale. The rest of his time is spent back in his New York apartment, working on his first novel and, in essence, preparing for next year, when he will devote full time to an out-of-nowhere literary career that's made him one of the most talked about young writers of the year.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hitler was the classic apostate. He rebelled against the established theology in which he was born and bred, all the while seeking to fill the resulting spiritual void. As the Hitler Library suggests, he found no shortage of latter-day prophets peddling alternative theologies. Mathilde von Kemnitz, the wife of Erich Ludendorff, the venerated World War I general who joined Hitler in the Munich putsch, promoted a neo-Teutonic pagan cult that called for the destruction of churches and the creation of forest temples and places of sacrifice. A 1922 volume of her writings, Triumph of the Will to Immortality, bears a bizarre and cryptic inscription to Hitler.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Q. Do you regard yourself as a southern writer?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still only in his mid-twenties, Emmerich is now about as on the map as a translator can hope to be. He is therefore entitled to make sweeping romantic pronouncements about his craft:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fair enough; Perhaps the next big thing, after all, will be small. At least initially.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I was permitted to meet Brisbon, speaking with him through the punch-plate from the corridor in front of his cell. He is a solidly built African-American man of medium height, somewhat bookish-looking, with heavy glasses. He seemed quick-witted and amiable, and greatly amused by himself. He had read all about the commission, and he displayed a letter in which, many years ago, he had suggested a moratorium on executions. He had some savvy predictions about the political impediments to many potential reforms of the capital system.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Sitting in the library is a lot better than sitting on the Internet,\" he says, even though he's not exactly a frequent visitor to the main campus library. \"If you go into the library, you have to take apart a topic and you become sort of an expert. Sitting on the Internet you don't actually learn anything.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So much momentum had been building for the novel that Paolini and his family were starting to find themselves overwhelmed by the demands of running their own publishing business, including an exhaustive Web site supporting the novel's sales (www.factsource.com). And the author himself was feeling a tad tired from a promo schedule that left him finding it difficult to focus much attention on the writing of his second novel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Connelly's Harry Bosch, who threatened to chuck his career in disgust four years ago and left the Los Angeles Police Department, is back to silence cries of \"say it ain't so\" from loyal readers. Now, in \"Lost Light,\" the world-weary Harry is a former cop doing freelance work. He is summoned by a movie producer who prompts him to reopen an old investigation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For 27 years, she dated only sporadically. \"Except for a couple of unhappy skirmishes, my relationship with men was nonexistent,\" she said. \"I had enough trouble making a living, bringing up a son. Romantic trouble? That was too much.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The title of the book? \"The Last Good Day.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Copyright 2001 St. Petersburg Times. All rights reserved.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Feed by M. T. Anderson (Candlewick) The House of the Scorpion by Nancy Farmer (Atheneum/Jackson) 19 Varieties of Gazelle: Poems of the Middle East by Naomi Shihab Nye (HarperCollins/Greenwillow) This Land Was Made for You and Me: The Life & Songs of Woody Guthrie by Elizabeth Partridge (Viking) Hush by Jacqueline Woodson (G. P. Putnam's Sons)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Usually when you see an author's name in huge letters, you know it's probably a mediocre book,\" he says. \"I mean, Danielle Steel's name takes up half the cover.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nadine Strossen, president of the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU) and a fan of Williams's book, has lauded the novel on both its literary and social merits. \"I really do believe,\" she said, \"that even [with] the most ardently conservative individual, if they saw the kind of case that is [put forth] in Justice Deferred, they would rebel.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still, one might ask, where's the harm? The journeymen writers doing the actual work undoubtedly realize more profit from being celebrity ghostwriters than they could from novels under their own names. The idea that the inflated money the celebrity and ghostwriter get would otherwise go to more deserving but less famous professional writers is clearly specious. The deceptiveness of attributing a book to a person who didn't write it is minor next to the credits for doing nothing that feature in many major motion pictures. And what does the deceived reader care, if the novel is a good read that appears to draw on the celebrity's area of expertise?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I love my job, look forward to the blank computer screen every morning. Protracted periods of no writing leave me grumpy. I outline in fine detail; an editor who worked with me, a man with a background in literary fiction, told me our relationship gave him a new appreciation for \"the architecture of writing,\" and I believe that to be a perfect description of skillful story construction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The photographer who made that picture, Eve Arnold, has told researchers that \"Ulysses\" was not a prop, and that Monroe indeed read parts of it. Here she appears to be reading the end, perhaps passages in which Molly Bloom recalls her lifelong search for \"real beauty and poetry\" and her dread of \"that awful deepdown torrent.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Good? Bad? Who knows? The first popular Internet browser, Netscape, came out only about a decade ago. What we do know after millennia of training minds in scholarly disciplines is that something has changed and it's not apt to change back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I think the Internet encourages intellectual thinking,\" says Nora Flynn, a junior at Maryland. \"You can go to so many sources, find things you never heard of. It forces me to think globally.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Point. Click. Think?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The patrons that use the library, the very ones you feel are too ignorant to know they are receiving this inept service, lump all of us together. To the overwhelming majority of the public, everyone who works in a library is a librarian.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "WHERE ARE THE LOVELY BONES???", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There was much whispering about the coming of 'another Charlemagne and a new Reich.' How far Hitler believed in these astrological forecasts and prophesies in those days I never could get out of the Fhrer. He neither denied nor affirmed belief. He was not averse, however, to making use of the forecasts to advance popular faith in himself and his then young and struggling movement.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Heil mein Fhrer! Max Riedel Grnwald Oberhachingerweg 1 Riedel made a smart tactical move in delivering his manuscript to Hitler's Munich residence. Whereas at the Berghof, Hitler received hundreds of books, and at the Reich Chancellery all such correspondence went through secretaries' hands, in Munich the only filter was Hitler's housekeeper. Based on the marginalia, it seems that Hitler not only received the Riedel manuscript but also read it carefully with pencil in hand. Individual sentences and entire paragraphs are underlined, sometimes twice or even three times.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Boston's surface streets may have changed but in its heart, it's still an old seaport. The city is so close to the ocean that on warm spring days the scent of saltwater wafts in from offshore. But that same breeze can quickly turn into a Nor'easter. One only has to think back to Sebastian Junger's The Perfect Storm to be reminded of the sorrow bad weather can bring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Curators at the Ransom Center say they observe rigorous standards of quality when considering which contemporary writers to collect. Among those they have recently added to their list are Jonathan Franzen, John Guare and Nick Hornby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He is determined to break down the wall between commercial snooping and secret government intrusion. The disgraced admiral dismisses such necessary differentiation as bureaucratic \"stovepiping.\" And he has been given a $200 million budget to create computer dossiers on 300 million Americans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Another way Cader's \"paradigm shift\" might come about is through the evolution of the entire publishing industry. Epstein envisions a huge change in the way books are sold as a result of new technology, specifically print-on-demand machines that can produce a bound copy of any book either while the customer waits or to be picked up after an order is placed online. With the elimination of the costs of inventory, shipping, returns and distributors' markups, the price of books would go down and authors might make more money from their work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Once emboldened, however, Fforde let out all the imaginative stops. His marvelous inventions for the Thursday Next books include the Prose Portal, a machine for transporting humans into fiction; the Boojum, the eradication of a word, character or subplot from a book; the Pagerunner, a character from one book causing havoc in another.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For a long time, Rankin says, he felt guilty about making Edinburgh darker and more desperate than it really was, but he had to be true to the character he had created. \"A detective like Rebus can only see certain aspects of Edinburgh,\" he says. \"He will go for a meal with his girl and they will come out of the restaurant and she will say, 'Look how beautiful the castle looks tonight' and all he sees is a crime scene waiting to happen.\" His feelings have been mollified by the hordes of tourists coming to Edinburgh demanding to do the Rebus trail, which invariably ends up in the Oxford Bar where Rebus and Rankin both drink.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The technology exists to bypass all that,\" he says. \"That would mean lower prices.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "At the heart of the stories stands Thursday Next, the feistiest and wittiest of sleuths. A droll combination of Nancy Drew, Bridget Jones, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Xena: Warrior Princess, she's as likely to nail the bad guys with a bon mot as a bullet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I read books I never expected to read,\" said Merrill, director of the international writing program at the University of Iowa. \" 'Master of the Senate' is a book I would have otherwise never read. I would have said, 'This is an important book and I'll get to it, someday.' But now I know the sweep of Caro's vision and what he brought to this ambitious project.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "10. The One Minute Millionaire: The Enlightened Way to Wealth by Mark Victor Hansen and Robert Allen (Harmony, $19.95). This self-help tale mixes obvious fiscal advice", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The children who'd been molested responded well to treatment, but their ordeal continued to resonate. This was a betrayal of innocence so profound that even I, who thought I'd seen everything, couldn't put it out of my mind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Students' first recourse for any kind of information is the Web. It's absolutely automatic,\" says Kenneth Kotovsky, a psychology professor at Carnegie-Mellon University who has examined the study habits of young people.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Other authors had still other responses. With the fourth in his series just gone to press, Keith Snyder posted an additional chapter on his Web site. Jonathan Harrington, stunned after witnessing the destruction of the towers, turned back to an earlier form, poetry. And at least one book that just wasn't working before Sept 11 suddenly found its direction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "After receiving teacher approval of their articles, Cooperman's students summarized and evaluated the articles' arguments and then used the Web to find further sources. Cooperman told them to evaluate the usefulness of the Web sources compared with the scholarly material.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "During the 1970's I happened to be the psychologist who treated several children who were sexually molested by a day-care operator. As I helped my patients deal with the emotional fallout, I found myself, atypically, shocked. Knowledge about sexual crimes against children was so skimpy back then that when a colleague attended a seminar on incest, the rest of us were puzzled why she'd want to learn about something so arcane.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Cullen said none of the women attempts to sensationalize or specifically mention the details of their crimes, or makes excuses for themselves. The women, she said, talk about their feelings and circumstances such as broken homes, teenage pregnancy and poverty.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The stories written by these women do not discuss their crimes. These are stories written as part of a prison-initiated creative writing class,\" said Lisa Herling, a company spokeswoman. She said HarperCollins published the collection based on the quality of the writing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I think it's better for series characters if they live in a timeless cocoon,\" Mr. Westlake said, explaining why Sept. 11 will never figure into his Dortmunder series. \"If Bertie Wooster and Jeeves were all of a sudden in an air raid, they're not the same people.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fforde's fiction scrambles time, helter-skelter, making for delicious comedy. In the Britain of 1985, for example, the Crimean War (1853-1856, according to historians) still grinds on, and Neanderthals have been resurrected from extinction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The ALA and ACLU oppose the law on more or less classic First Amendment grounds, arguing that libraries' Internet terminals are ''public forums'' where the government may not restrict speech. They feel strongly that filters or ''blocking'' technologies end up weeding out legitimate sites -- e.g., the Flesh Public Library in Piqua, Ohio -- along with the illegal child pornography and the garden-variety smut clogging up the Internet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "with a far-fetched novel about a widow who must earn $1 million in 90 days to regain custody of her children from her evil in-laws. Save your money. Avoid this book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "1. THE POISONWOOD BIBLE, by Barbara Kingsolver (Perennial, $15, 0060930535) \"Kingsolver transports the reader to the Congo in 1960, as a Baptist minister and his family try to convert Africans while dealing with the explosive dynamics within the country's political situation and within their own family. Book groups especially enjoy the distinct points of view of the mother and the four daughters, which Kingsolver masterfully crafts and develops throughout the book.\" --Kathy Schultenover, Joseph-Beth Booksellers, Cincinnati, OH", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the beginning, American and Southern literature were one. J. A. Leo Lemay wrote that \"American, and Southern, literature began when Sir Walter Raleigh sent four major expeditions to Virginia.\" The first was in 1584, led by Arthur Barlow. As the exploring party neared land, Barlow wrote, the air was alive with a sweet fragrance, \"so strong a smell, as if we had been in the midst of some delicate garden, abounding with all kinds of odoriferous flower.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Brisbon is now held at the Tamms Correctional Center, a \"super-max\" facility that houses more than two hundred and fifty men culled from an Illinois prison population of almost forty-five thousand. Generally speaking, Tamms inmates are either gang leaders or men with intractable discipline problems. I wanted to visit Tamms, hoping that it would tell me whether it is possible to incapacitate people like Brisbon, who are clearly prone to murder again if given the opportunity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "To teach someone something. On the best of days, that someone is Lamb.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I had another reason for wanting to visit Tamms. Illinois's execution chamber is now situated there. Unused for more than two years because of Governor Ryan's moratorium, it remains a solemn spot, with the sterile feel of an operating theatre in a hospital. The execution gurney, where the lethal injection is administered, is covered by a crisp sheet and might even be mistaken for an examining table except for the arm paddles that extend from it and the crisscrossing leather restraints that strike a particularly odd note in the world of Tamms, where virtually everything else is of steel, concrete, or plastic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But there were also bookstore owners who trumpeted \"Eragon\" to their customers. Among the most enthusiastic was Roger Page, owner of Island Books on Mercer Island, who has sold 200 copies of the novel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But, by conservative assessments, the first payment, in January, will be about $10 million. And, over the course of the 30 years, a conservative estimate is $100 million, but it could well be closer to $150 million, Campbell said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"As the economic times get worse, library use has gone up,\" said Maurice J. Freedman, president of the American Library Association. \"The injustice of it is, here we are providing more service with the same staff, and we're asked to cut our budgets.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's just too expensive,\" one Chicago book buyer said recently at a Barnes & Noble, putting down the new hardcover by a favorite author, Chuck Palahniuk, even though it was discounted 20 percent. \"I used to buy more books and be willing to try new authors. But you don't know if the book's going to be good or not and it's too expensive to try something new or even an author I usually like.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lamb readily acknowledges that C-SPAN's Joe Friday approach doesn't appeal to everyone. But its fans are diehards.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No. 1 Reader in America, Kristin Mueller, Albert Murray, Ronald Yanagihar", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Novels about finding Mr. Right will always have a readership, but Trewin said publishers want well-written books from novelists who have a distinctive voice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"We're starting to call it Operation Enduring Boredom,\" said Staff Sgt. Jason Kirby, 33.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The first body had been found in a deep wooded gorge running down to the River Tagus about a mile from the city gates. According to local custom, the gorge boasted the revolting name La Degollada -- the woman with her throat slit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hours: 9:30 a.m. to 7 p.m. Monday through Friday, 9:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Saturday, 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. Sunday. (530) 272-2131.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Bonnie Kunzel, teen specialist at the Princeton Public Library, says students \"will walk into our library and spend 30 minutes on the Internet trying to find out how a cobbler worked in Colonial America. I'll walk over and ask, 'Want to try a book now?' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Rubin says the region has changed so dramatically in recent years, it has lost its sense of a shared history. That past was treated as myth. \"I don't know that the myth is still important,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ewbank would only say, \"There are people who can snatch defeat from the jaw of victory. But assuming they have a good investment committee and controls, all they need be is prudent and conservative and this will provide them the base they need.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's just this incredible rush of adrenaline when you see that he's made it again,\" said Anita Gruss, an athletic director at a high school in Centreville who has seen 12 toasts. \"Even after all these years, it's a thrill.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Here are some of the bookstores in Nevada City and Grass Valley. For a complete list, call Nevada City Chamber of Commerce at (800) 655-6569.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"When you read a scene it could take five minutes. To translate it could take eight hours. Reading gives you an intense emotion. Translating gives you that same emotion for eight hours. It's ten times, a hundred times, more intense than reading!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "who lighted a single fire in their lifetimes. The warmth of the conversations keep them alive. As Mr. Seelye tells Mr. Moskowitz about maintaining an author's legacy, \"The strongest way is word of mouth.\" It will have to be. An end-title card says, \"To date, Dow Mossman's 'The Stones of Summer' remains out of print and is almost impossible to find.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There's a lot of goodwill in the trade towards Foyle and Samuels, as there would be towards any independent operators, in a world of chain stores\" says Nicholas Clee. \"They make no attempt to hide their opinion of the shop's past. They want to get things right from now on. After years of incompetence, Foyles still has a very good name.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: How much does your writing life bleed into your personal life? Are you grumpy when the writing muse is not paying extended visits, or can you keep the personal and artistic separate?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still, adjust these figures for inflation and you get a different story, says Robert Sahr, an associate professor of political science at Oregon State University who studies media coverage of complex matters such as budgeting and economic policies. He found that the cost of hardcover fiction in real dollars had actually gone down 2 percent, while poetry and drama and juvenile categories had risen only a few percentage points. Nonfiction hardcovers had decreased in real price by 27 percent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The violence quotient varies greatly. Mr. Patterson and Jeffery Deaver get much of their mileage by exploiting tastes for the grisly. \"He straightened up, considering what he might do to the still form in front of him,\" Mr. Deaver writes at the start of his latest Lincoln Rhyme book, \"The Vanished Man,\" describing a homicidal sadist and his first female victim. This is a far cry from Daniel Silva, whose best-selling \"Confessor\" features the elite art restorer Gabriel Allon as its protagonist. Like Mr. Brown, Mr. Silva deals in characters who know art, roam Europe and might just say something in Latin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Others believe that Capt. John Smith, who wrote his \"True Relation of Occurrences and Accidents in Virginia\" in 1608, got the ball rolling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That pursuit is obviously also a part of filmmaking for Mr. Moskowitz, and it's plainly visible in \"Stone Reader,\" a filmed chronicle of the way books stack up, literally and metaphorically, in people's lives. He interviews a friend about a childhood fixation with the Hardy Boys mysteries, and \"Stone Reader\" is just such a clear-eyed chase. Like the Hardy Boys books, this film is enchanting and diverting but not resonant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Stuart Holliday, a former White House aide to President Bush who is overseeing the anthology publication as coordinator of the State Department's Office of International Information Programs, said: \"We're shining a spotlight on those aspects of our culture that tell the American story. The volume of material is there. The question is how can it be augmented to give a clearer picture of who we are.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The recording industry, like the publishing world, has gone cuckoo over Christmas. Just about every crooner -- from Bing Crosby to the Chipmunks to Toni Braxton -- has pressed a Christmas CD. This year's highlights include Alan Jackson's \"Let It Be Christmas\" and \"White Trash Christmas\" by Bob Rivers, featuring uplifting tunes like \"The Little Hooters Girl,\" sung to the tune of \"The Little Drummer Boy,\" and \"I'll Be Stoned for Christmas.\" Perry Como, Snoopy and others have had successful runs on yuletide TV.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Oh no, the four fingers of death!\" groaned one Marine as he opened his MRE to find four frankfurters in hot sauce -- not a favorite.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Haslett began writing fiction as an undergraduate at Swarthmore College, where he happened to take one seminar with Franzen. After college, he found himself trying to choose between writing and what he calls \"a reliable life\" in a solid profession, such as law. He was able to defer Yale while he studied at the Iowa Writers and the Provincetown Fine Arts Workshops. Today, he says, \"it's still an open question\" as to whether he'll ever practice law, now that he's making a name for himself as a writer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Even the hastily passed U. S. A. Patriot Act, which widened the scope of the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act and weakened 15 privacy laws, raised requirements for the government to report secret eavesdropping to Congress and the courts. But Poindexter's assault on individual privacy rides roughshod over such oversight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "People write best about places that evoke passionate feelings, says British crime writer Val McDermid. \"Otherwise the writing becomes flat on the page.\" She has written a series of books about a private detective named Kate Brannigan that piece together a social history of Manchester in the 1990s. \"It was the place where I lived and the place where I worked [as a journalist] and the place that excited and stimulated me and I wanted to write about it,\" she said during a visit to Book Expo in June.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "most of his life. His first sale came when he was a boy of 10 in Chicago: a poem to a children's magazine, Wee Wisdom. Emboldened, he sent short stories to other magazines but was rejected.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hughes and Whitman themselves were frequent social commentators. Whitman once complained that the presidency and other offices were \"bought, sold, electioneered for, prostituted, and filled with prostitutes.\" Hughes' political writings and left-wing sympathies led to FBI (news - web sites) surveillance and harassment from Sen. Joseph McCarthy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Call it the third-son syndrome. After the arrival of two brilliant and talented boys, pity the little guy who turns up next in the family cradle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Indianapolis-area Borders stores take 20 percent off the month's selection when club members agree to meet at a store. Many Waldenbooks locations display area club selections.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There is, for example, recently installed telephone service that allows calls back home for those with credit cards or relatives willing to accept the calls collect. The limit is five minutes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Why now? Call it a mystery. For those who write like clockwork (i.e., Stuart Woods, the Nora Roberts of mystery best-sellerdom), a new book every few months is no surprise. For others, seasonal publication is as dependable as migrating geese. (If it's February, it's John Grisham time.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She stands in the crisp daylight and speaks of the swift-changing South. Even her little town is going through a metamorphosis.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hubin's \"Crime Fiction III: A Comprehensive Bibliography, 1749-1995,\" the most authoritative source on mystery authorship, identifies Donald Bain as Margaret Truman's ghostwriter, based on intelligence from reliable publishing community sources. Bain has flatly denied it, both to Hubin and in an e-mail to me: \"I do not ghostwrite Margaret Truman's murder mysteries.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On page 241 appears the passage \"You should love God, your Lord, with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your spirit: this is the foremost and greatest commandment. Another is equally important: Love your neighbor as you would love yourself.\" Beside this passage is one brief penciled line, the only mark in the entire book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Allison Druin, an education professor who runs the human-computer interaction lab at Maryland, says even younger children can create something new on their own Web sites. In her laboratory, children ages 7 to 11 work with professors designing software that kids their age can use when querying the Internet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Although the Ransom Center no longer has the money to suck up every piece of literary memorabilia that appears at auction, as it once seemed to, it is steadily expanding its collection. Last year it bought the archives of Julian Barnes and Russell Banks, and was given a large French library that includes letters and manuscripts by Guillaume Apollinaire, Andr Breton, Jean Cocteau, Andr Gide and Henry Miller.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But there is more to it than that. Unlike many mainstream novelists, crime writers are enthralled by storytelling. They are drawn to books that have beginnings, middles and ends, even though the form has now become so stylized that a reader cannot expect the three parts to be in the traditional order. Solving the puzzle is often the least important part of crime fiction, with all sorts of writers, from Ruth Rendell to Rankin to Robinson, telling us who did it to whom on the very first page. It is the why, not the how, that intrigues them and keeps us turning the pages.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "According to Bowker, the average price for mass-market paperback fiction has gone up a whopping 328 percent (from $1.35 in 1975 to $5.78 in 2000), poetry and drama have increased by 252 percent, and juvenile titles cost a staggering 387 percent more now than they did in 1975. (No figures were available for nonfiction mass-market paperbacks.) Adjusting for inflation, Sahr found that the average price of mass-market paperbacks has gone up almost 40 percent, poetry and drama almost 15 percent, and juvenile titles just under 60 percent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best P. I. Novel: REFLECTING THE SKY, by S. J. Rozan (St. Martin's Minotaur)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "McDermid wrote Killing the Shadows after a holiday trip to Toledo in Spain. What a fantastic place to have a serial killer operating, she thought, staring at the honey-coloured medieval buildings nestled atop a mammoth chunk of rock towering over the Tagus River and thinking of Toledo's bloody history dating back through the Civil War and the Inquisition all the way to Roman times. She dumped the body of a young tour guide in La Degollada, a gorge named after a gypsy woman who had been found there centuries earlier with her throat cut. And she hung the sodomized corpse of an American graduate student from the manacles adorning the faade of the monastery church of San Juan de los Reyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In two olive-drab paperbacks, guidebooks to the cultural monuments of Brussels and Berlin, published by Seemann Verlag and costing three marks each, I glimpsed Hitler the aspiring Frontsoldat-cum-artist. The Berlin guide has Hitler's signature in faded purple ink on the inside front cover, with the place and month of purchase: \"Fournes, 22 November 1915.\" In the Brussels guide Hitler simply scrawled \"A. Hitler\" in pencil; the last three letters trail downward like unspooling ribbon. A chapter on Frederick the Great is especially worn, its pages tattered, marked with fingerprints, and smeared with red candle wax. Tucked in the crease between pages 162 and 163 I found a three-quarter-inch strand of stiff black hair.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Even after she lost Ms. McLaughlin and Ms. Kraus as clients, however, Ms. Fletcher retained her rights to 15 percent of all future grosses of The Nanny Diaries, as well as her stake in the film, audio and foreign editions of the book. Ms. Freidrichs position is not quite as fortunate: The authors second agentwho helped them navigate the final stages of publication, including book design and final editsmay be left high and dry by the departure of Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin. One source close to Ms. Friedrich confirmed that since Ms. Friedrich didnt sell The Nanny Diaries or the pairs (still unsold) second bookand since she prefers handshake deals to binding contractsshe probably wont receive any future sale or royalties money from either book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Winner: Robert A. Caro, Master of the Senate: The Years of Lyndon Johnson, Vol. 3 (Alfred A. Knopf)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The company started in September 2001 with $1 million in capital raised from friends and former business associates. Since then, it has raised just short of $1 million more and has operated with four full-time employees, plus six or eight part-timers who take inventory and package the books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I have never combed my patient rolls for characters, and virtue has been much more than its own reward. Too much reliance upon reality stiffens and cripples fiction. The roman", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Despite its geographic and ethnic diversity, the world is spending much of its time thinking about the same things. Country to country, region to region, day to day and even minute to minute, the same topic areas bubble to the top: celebrities, current events, products and computer downloads.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For writers tied to series overtly set in New York, timelines of new books suddenly demanded careful thought. In November 2001, Irene Marcuse sat down to plot the fourth book in her Anita Servi series, about a Manhattan social worker turned sleuth. \"But projecting into the spring of 2002,\" she asked herself, \"who knew what the world would look like?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She leaned over then to pick up her napkin and said something that was muffled. What was that? She sat up straight and spoke quite clearly. \"They're just the kind of people I like better naked,\" she said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Peter Olson, chairman and chief executive of Random House Inc., said: \"Contrary to the cynics who believe publishing is focused mainly on best sellers and big advances, for our editors author development is a privilege and a truly passionate undertaking. This year they jump-started 103 author careers.\" (Random House Inc. publishes more than 1,500 fiction titles a year.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Today the eighty volumes are housed in the basement vault of Brown's rare-book collection at the John Hay Library, where they share shelf space with Walt Whitman's personal copy of a first edition of Leaves of Grass and John James Audubon's original folios of Birds of America. According to Samuel Streit, the associate librarian for special collections, the Hitler books have attracted virtually no attention from scholars. Streit himself has examined the collection only once, and his most vivid recollection was the Hitler bookplate. \"I know this sounds strange,\" says Streit, an amiable man in his mid-fifties, \"but from the standpoint of bookplate design, it is quite tastefully done.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nevertheless, the DuPage County prosecutors refused to accept Dugan's confession. Even after Cruz's and Hernandez's second convictions were overturned in the separate appeals that Larry Marshall and I argued, and notwithstanding a series of DNA tests that excluded Cruz and Hernandez as Jeanine Nicarico's sexual assailant, while pointing directly at Dugan, the prosecutors pursued the cases. It was only after Cruz was acquitted in a third trial, late in 1995, that both men were finally freed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In fact, entrepreneurial tourist operators have clicked on to the trend by offering guided tours of Raymond Chandler's Los Angeles, Ian Rankin's Edinburgh, Colin Dexter's Oxford, featuring rambles through the seedier parts of town and stops at the pubs haunted by Rebus and Morse. The owners of John's Grill in San Francisco, the place where Sam Spade dined on chops in The Maltese Falcon, have capitalized on the connection and turned the diner into a shrine to author Dashiell Hammett.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A. That is a strange question, even a little mad. Sometimes I think that the South brings out the latent madness in people. It even makes me feel nutty to hear such a question.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "KABBALAH, edited by Lawrence W. Raphael; Jewish Lights Publishing); \"Double-Crossing Delancy,\" by S. J. Rozan (in MYSTERY STREET, edited by Robert J.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So he dashed off another Jack Spratt-centered mystery about Goldilocks and the Three Bears. And then he returned to a book about Jane Eyre that he had started and put aside, out of fear that his work was committing a kind of literary crime against a classic heroine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Bitch in the House is one of a number of upcoming books that tap into contemporary women's exhaustion and exasperation. There is one connecting element: the kind of rage and guilt that turns a woman into, well, a bitch. \"All my friends will admit, 'I feel like such a bitch,' \" Hanauer says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But the definition of overproduction is relative. Hardcover sales for James Patterson are up, though he published three novels, including collaborations, in 2002. Warner expects to sell more than a million hardcover copies of his latest thriller, \"Four Blind Mice,\" released in November, an 8 to 10 percent increase over his previous book's sales, according to Mr. Kirshbaum. Warner will sell more than seven million copies of Mr. Patterson's books in hardcover and paperback this year, up from about two million copies five years ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The book industry is not run the way other businesses are run, and it's unlikely it ever will be,\" concurs Albert N. Greco, a professor at Fordham University and author of \"The Book Publishing Industry.\" \"It's a creative industry. It's not like selling light bulbs. And publishers have been working that way in this country since 1639. I don't think it's going to change very quickly.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But its hidden power has a different source: Mr. Lehane's insight into his book's most disturbed figures. Suffice it to say that this is a deft, suspenseful thriller that unfolds with increasing urgency until it delivers a visceral shock in its final moments. When it comes to keeping readers exactly where he wants them, Mr. Lehane offers a bravura demonstration of how it's done.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In this version, Humpty Dumpty doesn't merely fall off that wall; he's been shot. Jack Spratt is the investigating detective, with Captain Nemo of Jules Verne's \"20,000 Leagues Under the Sea\" and Prometheus of Greek mythology playing subordinate roles.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "My early unpublished stuff was pretty far out there. My favourite was about a sort of porno fairy who lived in a fairy forest in Pennsylvania. Probably the world still isn't ready for that one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Acquisition never stops,\" he said. \"The difference is that now we're finally going to be able to show off our collection in a real museum setting. We're going to give people that thrill that comes from the aura of the original.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Why do books cost so much? Consumers are often baffled at the price tag attached to what appears to be little more than a mass of paper, cardboard and ink. A whole host of factors, including the size of the book, the quality of paper, the quantity of books printed, whether it contains illustrations, what sort of deal the publisher can make with the printer and the cost of warehouse space, all affect the production costs of a book. But, roughly speaking, only about 20 percent of a publisher's budget for each book pays for paper, printing and binding, the trinity that determines the physical cost.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Then, in 1993, the original visitor left a cryptic note saying, \"The torch will be passed.\" Another note left later told Jerome that the first man in black, who apparently died in 1998, had passed the tradition on to his sons -- Jerome thinks there are either two or three. Such notes are the only communication anyone has had with the visitor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Shutter Island\" unfolds in 1954. Its setting", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Book purveyors are banging into each other like liquored-up elves, hoping to discover the next Dickens. They are hyping a handful of Christmas offerings from mega-selling authors -- including \"Skipping Christmas\" by John Grisham, \"The Christmas Train\" by David Baldacci, \"Visions of Sugar Plums: A Stephanie Plum Holiday Novel\" by Janet Evanovich and \"Esther's Gift: A Mitford Christmas Story\" by Jan Karon -- in hopes that they'll become longtime and lucrative Christmas traditions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The good vs. evil plot lines of the best-selling books are imbued with Christian morals, the Rev. Don Peter Fleetwood told a Vatican news conference Monday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Percy was perhaps the transitional Southern writer -- with one foot in the traditional South and another in the post-traditional South. \"The Moviegoer\" was as indebted to the European existentialist literature as it was to Faulkner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There is a wonderful bit in the middle of the poem,\" she recalls, \"where he says something about how they lead constrained lives in their narrow valleys, and never go out into the wider world, but when one of them goes to the bad, we all understand why. And that was like the penny dropping.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"When you go back, you want people to know why you went over and served your country,\" said Sgt. David Vanuch, 24, of Springfield, Ohio.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A frightened public demanding results in the aftermath of a ghastly crime also places predictable pressures on prosecutors and police, which can sometimes lead to questionable conduct. Confronted with the evidence of Brian Dugan's guilt, the prosecutors in Hernandez's second trial had tried to suggest that he and Dugan could have committed the crime together, even though there was no proof that the men knew each other. Throughout the state's case, the prosecutors emphasized a pair of shoe prints found behind the Nicarico home, where a would-be burglari.e., Hernandezcould have looked through a window. Following testimony that Hernandez's shoe size was about 7, a police expert testified that the shoe prints were \"about size 6.\" Until he was directly cross-examined, the expert did not mention that he was referring to a woman's size 6, or that he had identified the tread on one of the prints as coming from a woman's shoe, a fact he'd shared with the prosecutor, who somehow failed to inform the defense.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Van Riper, who later divorced and switched back to her maiden name of Ruth Lilly, is the last surviving great-grandchild of Col. Eli Lilly, founder of Eli Lilly and Co., the pharmaceutical giant. At 87, she is a very low-profile, ailing billionaire-philanthropist who will now alter the 700-square-foot world of the four-person magazine housed in the basement of Chicago's Newberry Library.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "M. K. Preston (Intrigue)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "PALM SPRINGS, Calif. - He quit college after one semester, can barely hunt-and-peck on a typewriter and has never touched a computer keyboard. Yet 86-year-old Sidney Sheldon has written 16 novels and is spending most of his waking time writing three more books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But the single best example of this neo-noir crime writing has been \"Mystic River,\" Mr. Lehane's deep, sorrowful story of a murder near Boston. While devising a classic crime story, Mr. Lehane escaped the limitations of the form to write a serious, ultimately devastating novel. It was clear from \"Mystic River\" that this writer, who began with more traditional detective fiction, had emerged from the whodunit ghetto as a broader and more substantial talent. Now he returns to the mystery format with the mind-bending twists of an eerie, startlingly original story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Stephen Rubin, president and publisher at Doubleday, Grisham's home, isn't leaving everything up to the goodwill of the season. \"When John came in and gave us the book, he said his vision was always to keep it in hardcover and bring it back year after year.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "During the process of completing the manuscript for St. Martins, Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin became dissatisfied with the way the book was being handled. One publishing-industry source said that the women heard negative things on the New York party circuit about St. Martins, a respectable pressand one often willing to take a chance on unconventional first books by unknown authorsbut a publisher that lacks the cachet of a Knopf or Penguin Putnam. Another source said that, anxious to meet their initial publication date, the authors became frustrated with Jennifer Weis slow editorial pace. Ms. McLaughlin, reached by phone, said that she couldnt comment on the situation, and Ms. Kraus could not be reached for this story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While sales of Mr. King's first book of 2002, \"Everything's Eventual,\" a story collection, nearly matched those of his 2001 novel, \"Dreamcatcher,\" his second book, the novel \"From a Buick 8,\" fell short. \"From a Buick 8\" has sold 367,000 copies, about a 20 percent decline, according to Nielsen Bookscan, which gathers sales data from outlets that represent about 70 percent of total sales.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed. And if that makes me a bitch, so be it. I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There was a huge spike in sales,\" Krass said, noting that before his \"Booknotes\" interview, \"Carnegie\" was ranked about 2,000th on Amazon.com, where rankings are based on sales. After the program, he said, \"it skyrocketed to 300.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"What we're looking for is the book that is going to appeal to a readership from 35 to 60,\" he said. \"The grown up reader who is maybe more settled in their life now and wants a read that isn't all about boyfriends, temporary jobs and flatshares.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In Pennsylvania, Erie's main library will close on Sundays starting in January. Further cuts are expected.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "At the Boston Public Library, president Bernard Margolis explains, the children's and teenagers' rooms have Internet terminals that filter out porn. The grown-ups use different computers and can visit the Flesh Public Library or order the Flesh Gordon video. If a person under 18 wants access to the wider world of Web wonders, he or she can get it, with signed permission from a parent. ''That puts the decision with the parent, where it belongs, and not with us,'' Margolis says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Since his novel was self-published in February, Paolini says he had never spent more than three days in a row at his home near Livingston where he was home-schooled and where he graduated with a high school degree at 15. That was the same year when he first started writing \"Eragon.\" He finished his first draft of the book at 16, his second draft at 17. And at 18, he was a published author with a 472-page paperback novel that also bore a cover he designed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"knowledge is power.\" Exactly: the government's infinite knowledge about you is its power over you. \"We're just as concerned as the next person with protecting privacy,\" this brilliant mind blandly assured The Post. A jury found he spoke falsely before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"We're just grinding our teeth over this,\" library coordinator Mary Rennie said. \"Sunday afternoon was a great time for families to come down together.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The finder, however, did not return it. Today it is part of a collection of literary and cultural treasures here at the Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center, part of the University of Texas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Located in the Sierra Nevada foothills, just below the snow line about 30 miles off Highway 80 near Auburn, it's a typical little mountain town in many ways, with the usual hippies, busted dot-commers, rednecks with flag decals on their trucks, coupon clippers and right-wingers. Exhausted gold mines dot the countryside. But as Fisk found out, it's different.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"This says that crime pays. It shouldn't pay,\" saidDee Clinton of Survivors of Homicide. \"They should be paying their debt to society; instead they are making a profit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Thirty bucks for a new hardcover! How book prices got so out of hand, who's responsible and what it will take to make reading more affordable in the future.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It needed to be said,\" Hanauer says. \"It makes women feel less angry to know other women feel the same.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book I'm writing now is number nine in the Plum series. It's late, of course! And that's about all I'm prepared to say!! Doncha love surprises?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Inspiration does not always flash so quickly. McDermid fell in love with the White Peak district of Derbyshire in northern England when she moved there from her native Scotland in 1979 and spent 20 years trying to figure out a way to use the limestone landscape in a novel. The mysterious, narrow, twisting dales and the little rivers that disappeared in the summer and rose up again in the winter got under her skin in a \"weird\" way, and it took her a long time and a rereading of W. H. Auden's poem In Praise of Limestone to find a way of combining plot and atmosphere in what became A Place of Execution.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "9. TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD, by Harper Lee (Warner, $6.99, 0446310786; Perennial, $11.95, 0060935464) \"A classic that everyone should read. Two children's exposure to racism, prejudice, friendship, and loss is tempered through the loving guidance of their father.\" --Liz Morgan and Jean Brandt-Lietzau, Village Bookstore, Menomonee Falls, WI", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Where is she? Bloomsbury? Greenwich Village?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Still it's a big leap, going from personal musings on the Web or stories composed on a computer, to writing a book that merits publication,\" cautioned Jenkins. \"Even among the growing number of self-publishers today, we see a level of quality and professionalism that sets them apart from the average American. Talent, originality, effort and determination tend to separate those who contemplate writing a book from those who actually do it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In June, 1985, another little girl, Melissa Ackerman, had been abducted and murdered in northern Illinois. Like Jeanine Nicarico, she was kidnapped in broad daylight, sexually violated, and killed in a wooded area. A man named Brian Dugan was arrested for the Ackerman murder, and, in the course of negotiating for a life sentence, he admitted that he had raped and killed Jeanine Nicarico as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Williams has since commented that if his novel annoys the police, his task will have been accomplished, adding that \"the police need to make more of an effort to see themselves as the public does. Their job is to protect and defend, not to act as prosecutors and judges.\" Although he thinks that there is not much hope of exonerating the prisoner who falsely confessed to his son's murder, Williams hopes that the book will do some good for other people unfairly targeted by \"three-strikes\" laws. \"I hope it makes people rethink their views on this issue,\" he said, \"and the roles of police and prosecutors, who can sometimes be unnecessarily heavy-handed.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The publisher continues to print both editions, but the cover with the actor is far more popular than the one with the actual subject of the book. With Crowe on the cover, 850,000 copies are in print; 160,000 copies show Nash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HARRY POTTER AND THE BIG FAT PAYCHECK : The new Harry Potter book, still five months from publication, has already set a record: It will be the highest-priced children's novel in history. Scholastic Children's Books, the U. S. publisher of J. K. Rowling's best-selling series, has set the suggested retail price for \"Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix\" at $29.99.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "If she had to choose one book she believes people will read as well as see the movie, it's The Two Towers. \"Readers are invested in the trilogy,\" she says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Getaway Man is the story of Eddie, a survivor of the \"kiddie camps\" (aka reform school), who has made his way up the crime world's food chain to become the wheelman for a professional stick-up crew. Eddie walks a fine line between the crew chief, a hard case named JC who Eddie knows from prison, and JC's enigmatic girlfriend, Vonda, who shows more interest in Eddie than the criminal code would permit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In these marginalia one sees a man (who famously seemed never to listen to anyone, for whom \"conversation\" was little more than a torrent of monologues) reading passages, reflecting on them, and responding with penciled dashes, dots, question marks, exclamation points, and underscoringsintellectual footprints across the page. Here is one of history's most complex figures reduced merely to a reader with a book and a pencil.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\" 'What men's room?' said Betty Raye.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"A good translation is one that translates meaning, not words. Meaning is alive, words are dead.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In 1966 I entered U. C. L. A., having graduated from a private high school with a senior class of 21. Now I was sitting in lecture halls with 600 fellow freshmen. My niche was the student newspaper where for four years I drew five editorial cartoons a week, wrote arts reviews, tried straight reporting and ended up as an editor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "2. THE RED TENT, by Anita Diamant (Picador, $14.95, 0312195516) \"This richly detailed story of a family caught between two cultures, matriarchal and patriarchal, is told by Dinah, daughter of the Biblical Jacob. The Red Tent offers reading groups the opportunity to discuss women's history and families struggling with conflict.\" --Rita Moran, Apple Valley Bookshop, Winthrop, ME", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Paperback sales for previous titles by Ms. Clark and Ms. Grafton have stayed similarly consistent. \"As each of these authors has a new novel, they may dilute\" their own hardcover sales, Mr. Kirshbaum said. \"But when you take all their books together, they may actually be growing.\" Ms. Grafton, he said, may be selling less of her latest mystery, \"Q is for Quarry,\" in hardcover, \"but she's still selling A through P.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Members get gift certificates on their birthdays, and presents on special occasions such as the birth of a child. The group also gives gift baskets to disadvantaged families at Thanksgiving and Christmas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Abinader was more optimistic about the potential for the literary initiative to change foreign perceptions. \"I don't think I'm going to grab a terrorist by the lapels and say, `There's a better way of doing things,' \" she said. \"But what you can do is inspire a different kind of power. That's the power of the word.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A bloody body in Edinburgh. A frozen, severed arm in North Bay. SANDRA MARTIN talks to mystery writers who take you where tour operators won't go", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"They are of like mind and interest. The literary scene influences all the arts.\" Fisk's co-host on the radio show, Tomb, 57, who started the first bookstore here in 1973, says Nevada City right now has a lively bohemian feel, like the art scene in Carmel at the turn of the century. He worries, though, that people are always talking about what a cultural center it is. He says Nevada City is in danger of becoming \"a little too pleased with itself, like the Carmel of today.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That same year I found a volume of short stories by the great social realist James T. Farrell on my parents' bookshelves. Farrell's take upon urban life was raw, morose, assertively sexual. The book was completely inappropriate for a 9-year-old. I read it under the covers by flashlight and was astonished by the author's forging of a brutal yet strangely sanctified world. A fantasy seeded: it would be great to do this.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The problem, he says, is that it's a trumped-up book written for tourists. He makes it sound like the literary equivalent of tourist traps, such as Gatorland or snake farms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Reached by phone, Ms. Fletcher seemed to have no hard feelings about her former clients. \"Suzanne Gluck is the perfect agent for Emma and Nicky,\" she said. \"Given their interests in the entertainment industry, it makes perfect sense for them to be at William Morris.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Winner: M. T. Anderson, Feed (Candlewick Press)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For all the vitriol Hitler spewed upon Judaism, he came to hold Christianity in equal disdain. \"Christianity is the worst thing that ever happened to mankind,\" he declared during an after-dinner rant in July of 1941. \"Bolshevism is the illegitimate child of Christianity. Both are an outgrowth of the Jew.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Seven years ago, Pelecanos was considered a cult figure, author of gritty mysteries such as King Suckerman and The Big Blowdown. Now his cinematic writing also has put him in the mainstream. His skillful novels rival those of literary authors like Richard Price.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Most significant is overlooked marginalia. In one reference Mattern and Gassert note correctly that the Hitler Library contains two identical copies of Paul de Lagarde's German Essays, but they don't mention marginalia, despite the fact that in one volume fifty-eight pages have penciled intrusionsthe first on page 16, the last on page 370. Given that Lagarde belongs to a circle of nineteenth-century German nationalist writers who are believed to have had a formative influence on Hitler's anti-Semitism, the marked passages are certainly worth noting. In an essay called \"The Current Tasks of German Politics,\" Lagarde anticipates the emergence of a \"singular man with the abilities and energy\" to unite the German peoples, and calls for the \"relocation of the Polish and Austrian Jews to Palestine.\" This latter phrase has been underlined and flagged with two bold strikes in the margin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Every year Shannon Ravenel edits a collection called \"New Stories From the South.\" To make her selections, she pores over more than 100 different magazines and some 200-300 stories with Southern settings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Also Nominated: DASHIELL HAMMETT: A DAUGHTER REMEMBERS, by Jo Hammett (Carroll & Graf); THE HISTORY OF MYSTERY, by Max Allan Collins (Collector's Press); WHO WAS THAT LADY? CRAIG RICE: THE QUEEN OF THE SCREWBALL", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So when New York freelance designer Brad Foltz got the assignment to create a cover for Meanwhile Back at the Ranch, he didn't get a lot of guidance from the author, and he knew the cover would be difficult. \"There's a quirkiness to Kinky's writing that's tough to portray,\" says Foltz, who struggled with this problem when he created the cover for Friedman's earlier novel, The Mile High Club (which featured the author's name in huge letters, by the way).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Anyone can post anything on the free Web, and anyone frequently does. A student who typed \"Thomas Jefferson\" into the Google search engine would get 1.29 million hits; rap star Eminem would bring up 1.37 million. Narrowing one's search to certain words may not help. The gamelike quality of screen and mouse encourages students to sample these sources rather than select an appropriate text and read deeply into it or follow an argument to its conclusion. The result is what Cooperman, who teaches both Davis and Flynn at Maryland, calls \"cocktail-party knowledge.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Andrew O'Hagan, 34: second novel, Personality, out this year. Showbusiness, Scots-Italians, Britain in the 1970s - described with the sincerity that has become O'Hagan's hallmark", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hobson is a humanities professor at the University of North Carolina and MacKethan teaches English at North Carolina State. They, like Smith, were students of Rubin when he taught at what is now Hollins University in Virginia. This group knows the South, and literature.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Executives at the companies that publish Mr. Clancy, Mr. King, Ms. Grafton and Ms. Clark acknowledge their weaker sales in 2002, but contend that the sales drops are the consequence of a weak retail economy that has hit booksellers especially hard. During the nine-week holiday season ending Jan. 4, sales at Barnes & Noble stores open at least a year were down 3 percent from the previous year. And Borders's fourth-quarter comparable-store sales at its superstores were down 2.5 percent, while sales at Waldenbooks were off 6.3 percent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Yes, at 3 a.m., book reviewers do toss and turn, worrying that a deserving debut novel, a deeply researched history or that truly moving memoir has been buried beneath an avalanche of glossy publicity kits or ignored because of deadline pressures. But we do our best. Alphabetized by author, here is a sampling of some of the outstanding books of 2002 as well as books we found disappointing", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"These are very ambitious girls, and they were worried about the house and their editor. They were afraid that the book was going to get lost, and they just panicked,\" said one source familiar with the situation. Ms. Weis, who did not return phone calls for comment, took a maternity leave during the publishing process. Ms. Fletcher got married and took several weeks off for her honeymoon. When she returned in April 2001, she received a letter informing her of Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlins intention to make Molly Friedrich their new agent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "According to the various accounts, Chris Thomaswho is black, and was twenty-one at the time of the crimeand his two pals had run out of gas behind a strip mall in Waukegan, Illinois. They were all stoned, and they hatched a plan to roll somebody for money. Rafael Gasgonia, a thirty-nine-year-old Filipino immigrant, was unfortunate enough to step out for a smoke behind the photo shop where he worked as a delivery driver. The three men accosted him. Thomas pointed a gun at his head, and when a struggle broke out Thomas fired once, killing Gasgonia instantly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There's something in a library that makes you feel like an intellectual,\" said Amy Newman. \"You can wear glasses, look like Dr. Cooperman. When you read, the books have such nice writing.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"So many people have so many views as to what that best form of government is and they are absolutely convinced that theirs is the best way,\" Barry states. \"NationStates allows them to see how their ideologies might play out.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It was Ms. Fletcher who originally sold The Nanny Diaries to St. Martins Press in the summer of 2000, after suggesting to Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin, who had met as N. Y. U. students, that their idea for a joint memoir of their days as nannies to prominent New York families would be betterand legally saferas a novel. Ms. Fletcher shopped a partial manuscript to publishers. She was turned away by many who deemed the novel too New Yorky, until Jennifer Weis at St. Martins bought the book for an advance of $25,000. Ms. Fletcher later sold British rights for around $125,000, audio rights for $25,000 (with Julia Roberts doing the reading), and film rightswhich Miramax bought in May 2001for $500,000, plus best-seller bonuses that will ultimately total over $1 million.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The most notice she's received, besides the various donations, came amid some controversy several years ago over millions of dollars spent on European and Hawaiian travel for her and entourages of more than 30, including 26 personal staff members. The money came from the conservatorship into which her estate was placed in 1981.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I love New York and Chicago and Boston and London but my creative juices flow best in New Hampshire. If I'm going to get a book done I need a lot of quiet and no possibility to shop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A copy of the manuscript was not available, but initial reviews have been positive. One writer described it as powerful and said Lamb \"succeeds in giving the collection an intense, recognizable emotional core reminiscent of his blockbuster debut.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Employing a ghostwriter on a work of fiction is never more dubious than when the putative author really is a writer. Brett Halliday (creator of Mike Shayne), Leslie Charteris (creator of the Saint), and Ernest Tidyman (creator of Shaft) all turned to ghosts to carry on the exploits of their famous characters. The Ellery Queen team employed other writers to turn out paperbacks that were very different from the genuine Queen novels. One case of posthumous ghosting, \"Chains of Command\" (1999)--credited on the cover to William Caunitz, who died in 1996, but written almost entirely by Christopher Newman--precipitated a class-action suit by readers who believed they had been defrauded.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"When you're buying a book, you're not only paying for that book, but you're also paying for the book that will be returned and destroyed,\" explains Jason Epstein, former editorial director at Random House and the author of \"Book Business: Publishing Past, Present, Future.\" \"That means you're actually paying for a book-and-a-half, or a book-and-a-quarter.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the literary world, crime-fiction writers are trusty travel guides. They will entertain you en route, expose you to the social, economic and political issues festering beneath the spires and cupolas, and take you places most respectable tour operators are too scared to venture.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That's post-Net thinking, says McKenzie, a realization that digital is not enough, that grazing is good, but great ideas require deep reading, incubation and contemplation. He believes today's students are headed in that direction if grown-ups take seriously their assigning, as well as advising, role.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She requires students to use at least three books on any assignment, not including encyclopedias. She checks their work during each project, looking for originality and depth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There's nowhere like it in the U. S. A., and its only rival for 20th-century material in Britain is the British Library,\" said Ferdinand Mount, a former editor of The Times Literary Supplement of London who spoke at the Ransom Center recently. \"I'm trying to wake up some zest from the British Library. They have the money but they're not as proactive. The Texas people are very quick.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Most of the finalists were unknown to the general public and awards ceremony host Steve Martin joked that Caro \"brings the total number of nominated authors I've actually heard of to two.\" Merrill cited this as proof of how hard the judges worked.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: One of my favorite writing quotes comes from E. L. Doctorow: \"Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.\" Do you agree with this? Start with this: Do you know the ending of the book before you begin?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: You've written critically acclaimed, award-winning stand-alones and series books. Is one harder to write than the other? Is the process different when you're doing a stand-alone or series -- or is writing a book, er, writing a book?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The opening show in the new gallery will be a selection of the center's most attention-grabbing pieces. That could include Edgar Allan Poe's hand-corrected copy of \"The Gold-Bug\" or a photograph of Marilyn Monroe reading \"Ulysses.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Monica Ali, 35: her first novel about a Bangladeshi family living in UK is published his year. Unfair to call her 'the new Zadie Smith', though people will try Nicola Barker, 36: the literary voice of Estuarine England", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She went through a bleak period during which she gained 70 pounds, drank heavily and lived in constant turmoil when her son dropped out of school and ran away from home. It took years of psychoanalysis, dieting and exercise to take control of herself again, shaking off the lingering effects of a Puritanical small-town Ohio childhood in the process.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The man was serving a life sentence he felt was unfair--a sentence which had been handed to him by Alabama's \"three-strikes\" laws. According to Williams, the man's \"incarceration [was] the result of misguided undercover police officers who operated fence houses as multiple felony entrapments, luring these men into crimes that put them away for life.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It is often defined, he says, by \"the morons in New York who think that everybody has an outhouse. You cannot exaggerate the ignorance of some New York editors.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's a bit trickier than it sounds,\" Fforde says. Focus shifts from closeup to mid-range to panoramic involve \"a lot of guesswork. You don't know whether you've got it right until the following day, when you watch the dailies.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The reviewer's fee, however, usually remains the same. So, shocking as it may seem, the truth is that some reviewers skip some books. And there are a few who skip through all the books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There's no way to tell how many people tune in to \"Booknotes\" at 8 p.m. Sundays, because C-SPAN, unlike commercial television, doesn't compile ratings. But Lamb has a sense that his questions strike a chord with viewers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Perhaps it was from Junger that Lehane took a cue for the milieu of his seventh book, Shutter Island, due for a 150,000-copy, one-day laydown on April 15. At the center of the novel is a dramatic storm that hits the eponymous island in outer Boston Harborhome to a federal prison for the criminally insanejust after U. S. Marshall Edward \"Teddy\" Daniels arrives to help search for a murderess who has mysteriously escaped from her locked cell. The year is 1954this is Lehane's first historical fictionand the stage is set for Daniels to become an unwilling participant in a government plot to manipulate innocents, murderers and WWII vets in McCarthy-era America. Suitably, Wolfgang Petersen, the director who adopted Junger's The Perfect Storm into a movie, has bought the film option to Shutter Island.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The writing is usually efficient but flavorless. Occasionally--in the deadly combination of authorial haste and editorial sloppiness typical these days of books considered to have a ready-made readership--it descends into clunky archaism (\"Klayman had proved his mettle on more than one occasion, facing down dangerous situations with steely resolve and audacious fearlessness\"), clumsy genre references (\"The strange case of the murdering midget. Sounds like a Holmes novel\"), ponderous banality (\"Sunday, as everyone knows, is a day of rest, except for those in jobs demanding their presence\"), and faulty syntax (\"Seemingly social brunches offer both eggs Benedict as well as the scrambled eggs of negotiation\").", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlins disillusionment with the film contract they signed appears to be substantial. Sources involved in the negotiations said that Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin were distressed to learn that in signing initial binding short-form agreements with Miramax, they had signed away rights to their characters, not just to the novel. They were also upset that Miramax would have the right to turn the story into a television property. But The Nanny Diaries had already hit the best-seller list, and Miramax was sitting on a potential gold mine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And between Nevada City and the neighboring town of Grass Valley, with a combined population of about 15,000 people, there are 23 booksellers. Seventeen of them have stores, and the five others sell from their garages or on the Internet, including John Hardy, a former San Francisco trial lawyer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Brand-name authors still dominate the best-seller lists. They are still the bread and butter of the industry,\" said Laurence J. Kirshbaum, chief executive of the AOL Time Warner Book Group, the publisher of James Patterson. But a change is afoot, he said. \"There is no longer a quintessential best seller. The market is diluted to some extent by the incredible number of brand-name authors out at the same time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With so much funding from one source, tax laws will require the Modern Poetry Association to become a private operating foundation rather than a so-called 501c3, its current tax-exempt status conferred to qualifying political and cultural institutions and interest groups. It is applying to change its name to the Poetry Foundation, but it will still be able to receive tax-deductible contributions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Q. What do you think of southern writers?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fluctuations in the cost of any of these elements can eat into a publisher's profits and force them to raise their prices. For example, the price of paper skyrocketed twice over the past few decades, in the late '70s and mid-'90s.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Finalists for the 2001 Kiriyama Prize, which honors titles that \"encourage greater understanding among the peoples and nations of the Pacific Rim,\" have been announced. The two winners, who will be revealed October 29, will receive $15,000 each.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The parallel question for celebrity novelists is, \"How can you stand to see your name on a book somebody else wrote?\" That should be harder to answer, but, sadly, it probably isn't.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Now don't forget you young, blessed soul, If you never leave the afterlife You will thus be a perfect God For as long as you live. Hitler tolerated Kemnitz's neo-pagan looniness until Ludendorff's death, in December of 1937. In the autumn of 1939 the Nazi government, invoking wartime rationing, terminated paper supplies for Kemnitz's publication At the Holy Well (Am Heiligen Quell), effectively silencing her movement. Kemnitz, who survived the war, never forgave Hitler the betrayal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The dictating technique stems from Sheldon's early struggle to gain a foothold in Hollywood, in the mid-1930s. As a young hopeful from the Midwest, he was unable to get inside the studios. At the time, studios employed young people to outline new books for busy executives to consider and Sheldon decided to try out for a job as a reader. He compressed John Steinbeck's \"Of Mice and Men\" into a few pages and sent them to every studio.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "First published in 1843, \"A Christmas Carol\" is available today in more than 50 editions from Barnes & Noble's online store. It's a cautionary tale: Dickens tried -- unsuccessfully -- to repeat his triumph with other Christmas stories, such as \"The Chimes.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I had commissioned a fabric artist for a silk scarf with peace signs painted on it,\" she said. \"I thought just by going there and shaking Mrs. Bush's hand and being available for the photo ops, my scarf would make a statement.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Work starts early in this camp -- only a slacker is still in his sleeping bag at 7 a.m. -- but ends early as well. With sundown, all activity ceases.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Gallogophasia may have won the prize, but the word of the day may actually have been \"sinefine\" -- defined by Polish immigrant-cum-West Virginia artist and boot-camp cadet Paul Wyszkoski as \"an unending task,\" like language itself. For McKean and her fellow logophiles, that's -- to use English's most widely understood word -- okay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I'm not very surprised,\" Sahr says. \"Trade books are one of the clearest examples of a completely discretionary purchase. They have to be price-sensitive.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jules Arens Location: Monroe, Neb. Age: 32 Books per week: 2 Claim to fame: Reading her library's entire fiction collection, from A to Z", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "David Peace, 35: a quartet of novels set in the West Riding of the Yorkshire Ripper. Powerful on police corruption and crime", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In a way, John and Marya Fforde deserve some of the credit. \"My parents always had tons of books in the house,\" Fforde says. \"I mean, just acres, every wall was covered.\" (By 1992, John Fforde's own 881-page tome on the Bank of England would take its place on the shelves.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In 1974, John Egerton wrote \"The Americanization of Dixie: The Southernization of America.\" His thesis: Because of mass media and rapid transit and the immense changes brought about by the civil rights movement, the once segregated and separated South was being thrown into the blender with the rest of the nation. Southern literature was part of the new cultural margarita.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It was funny, really; some of those bidding for the paperback were the same publishing houses that turned me down the first time,\" he says. \"It has changed things. For example, I've made more money at this than from all of the plays I've written.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"In the South, people just talk all the damn time,\" she says. \"Every kind of information is presented as narrative.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Many consumers have found more immediate remedies for high book prices, however. Over the past few years used book sales have skyrocketed, particularly with the Internet making used booksellers' inventory more accessible to more consumers. And big-box retailers like Costco, Wal-Mart and Target sell huge numbers of discounted books. And in the end, for those who believe there should be no price tag on knowledge or information, there's always the library.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Libraries across the country are cutting staff and services because of a budget crunch. Librarians say one of the most disturbing things is that the cutbacks are occurring at a time when an increasing number of people need libraries to help them find jobs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There was the city that the tourists saw,\" he remembers, \"or were allowed to see -- the castles, the monuments, the festival. And then there was another, hidden Edinburgh, where there were massive problems with heroin and AIDS and HIV.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "At 38, Ms. Bauman knows something of stoicism. Like so many young men and women over the years, she came to New York to be a writer. For the past decade, she has lived in a West Village studio and worked as an $11-an-hour temp to support herself, barely. She has watched her friends publish books, have babies, buy houses, get tenure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I also found, however, a Hitler I had not anticipated: a man with a sustained interest in spirituality. Among the piles of Nazi tripe (much of it printed on high-acid paper that is rapidly deteriorating) are more than 130 books on religious and spiritual subjects, ranging from Occidental occultism to Eastern mysticism to the teachings of Jesus Christbooks with titles such as Sunday Meditations; On Prayer; A Primer for Religious Questions, Large and Small; Large Truths About Mankind, the World and God. Also included were a German translation of E. Stanley Jones's 1931 best seller, The Christ of the Mount; and a 500-page work on the life and teachings of Jesus, published in 1935 under the title The Son: The Evangelical Sources and Pronouncements of Jesus of Nazareth in Their Original Form and With the Jewish Influences. Some volumes date from the early 1920s, when Hitler was an obscure rabble-rouser on the fringe of Munich political life; others from his last years, when he dominated Europe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So how many of these signed first editions are there? \"We've done a first run of 4,000. It took him about a month to do - but he's recovered now.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That could take a while. Allan M. Siegal, a co-author of The New York Times Manual of Style and Usage and an assistant managing editor at the newspaper, said that \"there is some virtue in the theory\" that Internet is becoming a generic term, \"and it would not be surprising to see the lowercase usage eclipse the uppercase within a few years.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Google currently does not allow outsiders to gain access to raw data because of privacy concerns. Searches are logged by time of day, originating I. P. address (information that can be used to link searches to a specific computer), and the sites on which the user clicked. People tell things to search engines that they would never talk about publicly - Viagra, pregnancy scares, fraud, face lifts. What is interesting in the aggregate can be seem an invasiion of privacy if narrowed to an individual.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No one, not even Jerome, who has watched the cemetery every Jan. 19 since 1976, knows the identity of the so-called \"Poe Toaster.\" The visit was first documented in 1949, a century after Poe's death. For decades, Jerome says, it was the same frail figure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This year's judges ('Why no Sophie Dahl?' complained Ian Jack, editor of Granta) were Jack himself, as chair; Robert McCrum, The Observer's literary editor; Hilary Mantel, novelist and critic; Nicholas Clee, editor of the Bookseller; and Alex Clark, fiction reviewer for the Guardian and London Review of Books. They have been reading since September, when Jack and two assistants at Granta had already whittled down the original 140 submissions to around 50.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Among the numerous volumes dealing with the spiritual, the mystical, and the occult I found a typewritten manuscript that could well have served as a blueprint for Hitler's theology. This bound 230-page treatise is titled The Law of the World: The Coming Religion and was written by a Munich resident named Maximilian Riedel. During the first week of August 1939 the manuscript was hand-delivered to Anni Winter, Hitler's longtime Munich housekeeper, with the request that it be passed to Hitler personally. An accompanying letter read,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"People who read these books when they were younger tell us that they are circling back to them now and appreciating them more. They are the ones leaving the theaters and heading to the bookstores.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Know someone who puts these Big Readers to shame? E-mail your suggestions for our next list: bigreaders@bookmagazine.com", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Because New York is never named as such in Mr. Hunter's 87th Precinct series - the books take place in a nameless city suspiciously like New York - his challenge was somewhat different. \"I have to walk a very careful line,\" he said. \"If I say, 'The twin towers in New York,' the reader will say: 'What are you talking about? This is New York.' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Google is taking snapshots of its users' minds and aggregating them. Like a flipbook that emerges when successive images are strung together, the logged data tell a story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "None of the above. If you are smart, you have planned ahead by checking out the crime-fiction section of your local bookstore. Forget the old clich, if this is Tuesday, it must be Belgium. Instead try: If this is Bombay, read Leslie Forbes; for Moscow, check out Martin Cruz Smith; for Venice, Donna Leon; for Chicago, give Sara Paretsky a whirl; and if you find yourself by chance in Botswana, Alexander McCall Smith is your man. Under no circumstances should you head to North Bay without packing a Giles Blunt or two.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Anti-peeves? Oh well. Just...here's what I like in books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But many students don't have access to these costly, sophisticated resources or don't know how to use them. This leaves them relying on the free Web, a dangerous place to be without a guide.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The D. C-area sniper killings that took over the news this fall seemed in a way to be straight out of Pelecanos. They were set on his turf; they were the work of monsters. In their randomness they demonstrated something Pelecanos frequently stresses, the unpredictable intrusion of violence into innocent, routine life. The police, apparently bumbling but ultimately successful, could also have been drawn from Pelecanos.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In a column posted Thursday on the online magazine Slate and printed in Saturday's Washington Post, Kinsley acknowledged that he looked at only a fraction of the submissions. He likened the awards to choosing \"the best rhubarb pie at the state fair\" and hinted that he didn't complete reading the winner, which was announced last week: Robert Caro's 1,000-page \"Master of the Senate,\" the third volume of his Lyndon Johnson biography.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There's no doubt that readers can be extraordinarily naive. About the cover photos on the \"Murder, She Wrote\" books, Bain reports, one fan wrote in to say it was \"amazing how much Angela Lansbury looked like Jessica Fletcher.\" But when the ostensible author is a real person--and the book itself is a novel--readers don't seem unreasonable in expecting that the person whose name appears on the cover actually wrote the book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "5. More, Now, Again: A Memoir of Addiction by Elizabeth Wurtzel (Simon & Schuster, $25). The author of Prozac Nation, that shapely Harvardian is at it again. Now our struggling writer has developed an addiction to Ritalin, which she grinds up and snorts while trying to finish a book. And again, we are treated to her endless self-absorption mixed with self-pity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He now realizes that a lot of the images and impulses from his poetry found a happier home in crime novels written about a character who could have been his alter ego. Robinson deliberately made Banks physically different from himself -- short and dark-haired -- and wrote about him in the third person to distance the character from his creator. \"We probably shared very similar childhoods, and when we hit the age of 18, we went in different directions. I went into literature and the arts, and he went on a course that took him toward the police as a career. So our paths have diverged and run in parallel universes ever since.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Clark's June 2002 novel, \"Mount Vernon Love Story,\" has sold 108,000 copies, far fewer than the 427,000 copies that sold after her \"Daddy's Little Girl\" went on the shelves in April, according to Nielsen Bookscan. (Her other book in 2002, a memoir, sold about 60,000 copies.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Trewin receives about 2,500 manuscripts a year. \"The books that really work are where you think the author has written them because they really want to get this story across,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This is not a movie. After a lifetime pursuing and prosecuting serial offenders, Vachss displays the innate caution that people outside of law enforcement (or the military) might label paranoia.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "To reduce the seeming randomness with which some defendants appear to end up on death row, we proposed that the twenty eligibility criteria for capital punishment in Illinois be trimmed to five: multiple murders, murder of a police officer or firefighter, murder in a prison, murder aimed at hindering the justice system, and murder involving torture. Murders committed in the course of another felony, the eligibility factor used in Christopher Thomas's case, would be eliminated. And we urged the creation of a statewide oversight body to attempt to bring more uniformity to the selection of death-penalty cases.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I don't find them sad at all because for me the saddest thing is compulsory happiness, the notion that a happy ending is something we have to have,\" he says, sitting in the window seat of a Noe Valley Starbucks earlier this week. \"I don't think stories have to have happy endings in order to be stories that contain a kind of redemptive quality.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "According to Stollery, there are only two other book towns in the country. \"Stillwater (Colo.) tried to get something going, and Larry McMurtry started something like it down in Archer City, Texas, where he runs a used-book shop spread over four buildings,\" Stollery said. \"But Stillwater only has three or four (bookstores), and McMurtry's is a one-man operation, which is like cheating.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Here's what it means to be a literary translator: If you haven't heard of Banana Yoshimoto, you probably haven't heard of Michael Emmerich. If you have heard of Banana Yoshimoto, you probably haven't heard of Michael Emmerich. The former is a hip, ethereal, superstar Japanese fiction stylist; the latter is her English translator. If Banana becomes as big in Britain and the United States as she is in Japan, it will be because of Emmerich, but unless he too renames himself for a piece of fruit, who will give a damn?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In aggregate form, Google's data can make a stunning presentation. Next to Mr. Rae's cubicle is the GeoDisplay, a 40-inch screen that gives a three-dimensional geographical representation of where Google is being used around the globe. The searches are represented by colored dots shooting into the atmosphere. The colors - red, yellow, orange - convey the impression of a globe whose major cities are on fire. The tallest flames are in New York, Tokyo and the San Francisco Bay Area.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "After some years have passed, the Z drops from the monument to Nollop, leading the town council to ban the use of that letter by citizens. In rapid fashion, other letters fall off, leading to more letter bannings", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ewbank contacted Parisi last year, indicating that he had been instructed to devise a new estate plan for Lilly. Ewbank \"suggested we obtain counsel, since the plan was so complicated,\" Parisi recalled. At that point, Parisi had no clear sense of the money involved, but he enlisted the services of estate specialist Richard Campbell.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As the Chicago attorney explained, there are essentially six different pots of funds created by what are known as charitable lead and remainder trusts. For example, out of three trusts, there will be one annual payment to the Modern Poetry Association, which oversees the magazine as its publisher, for as long as Lilly lives; a second annual payment over the next 15 years; and a third annual payment over the next 30 years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Many readers are surprised to learn that the author's cut is quite low -- as a general rule, it ranges from 10 to 15 percent, though very popular authors are able to negotiate a higher royalty and others must accept a lower one. Flashy news items about handsome advances (for hardcover or paperback rights) paid to such young authors as Jonathan Safran Foer or Dave Eggers create the false impression that writing books is a lucrative enterprise. (Advances are an upfront payment made \"against royalties\"; the advance is deducted from the author's royalty payments as copies of the book are sold, although many high-profile -- and even low-profile -- books fail to \"earn out\" their advances.) Except for a handful of bestselling writers, the overwhelming majority of authors make only $5,000 or $10,000, if that, on projects that took them years to complete. (Most must rely on other sources of income, such as teaching, journalism or a gainfully employed spouse to get by.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "7. The Founding Fish by John McPhee (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, $25). McPhee is an amateur (except when it comes to writing) who delights in hanging out with the best pros. Which is what he has been doing for 26 books, from a profile of a college basketball player named Bill Bradley to his Pulitzer-winning opus on geology. His latest weaves wonders about what might seem a small topic: shad, the most storied of American fish.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There were other bright signs for wannabe fiction writers, and it didn't have much to do with the size of the publishing house. St. Martin's Press, for instance, which churns out 700 titles a year, published 63 debut fiction titles, and Little, Brown & Company, with a 50-title program, did even better proportionately in risk taking. It published eight first novels or debut short-story collections.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "You know the routine: Work lands you in a new city, you have an hour between appointments and you want to cram in the high spots. Do you grab a cab, head for the tour bus, or wander around the main square, trying to keep your bearings while you soak up atmosphere?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He works all day, seven days a week. \"I have no hobbies,\" he explains. \"I could do two books a year easily. But I won't. I'd rather have (a book) as good as I can make it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In a way this adventurousness may seem surprising in such a mingy economy. But an essential part of publishing lore is that its attraction as a profession for the young and idealistic is precisely this: the joy of discovering and publishing new writers. And this excitement seldom fades over the years of a career.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Celebrity mystery novels, like other ghostwritten books, differ in the way the actual writer is or is not credited. In the most honest method, arguably not ghostwriting at all, the celebrity makes the writing professional a full collaborator, as in the recent \"Blue Moon,\" signed in equal-sized print by bandleader Peter Duchin and Edgar Award-winning novelist John Morgan Wilson.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Biggest-Reading Writer Nicholas Sparks Six bestselling novels in six yearsMessage in a Bottle, A Walk to Remember and the new Nights in Rodanthe among themmake Nicholas Sparks an extremely prolific writer. Turns out he's an even more prolific reader, finishing about 125 books a year. \"I love to relax with a good read,\" he says, and he focuses his attention on fictionmostly commercial fictionplus the occasional history or biography. Also, he says, \"I love classic literature, whether it's a 'new' classic or an 'old' classic.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For decades, Foyles has been a shopper's nightmare, with miles and miles of haphazardly arranged titles, non-English-speaking student staff, and a payment system apparently designed by a Victorian lunatic. \"It was a byword for dreadful bookselling,\" said Nicholas Clee, editor of The Bookseller. \"They never answered the phone, the assistants never knew anything, and were hired and fired in six months. You could never find any book you wanted.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Pinned up next to the GeoDisplay are two charts depicting Google usage in the United States throughout the day. For searches as a whole, there is a single peak at 5 p.m. For sex-related searches, there is a second peak at 11 p.m.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Curious, they mapped the searches by time of day and found that they were neatly grouped in five spikes: biggest, small, small, big and finally, after a long wait, another small blip. Each spike started at 48 minutes after the hour.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Would-be buyers had to queue twice. \"There weren't any tills or cash registers,\" remembers The Independent's Christina Patterson, who worked there (and was fired after five weeks) in the mid-80s, \"You sat in a little wooden box, and people would have to bring you dockets hand-written by the assistants. I dreaded being asked for help. I couldn't confidently have said which floor I was on.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Supporters of capital punishment in Illinois, particularly those in law enforcement, often use Henry Brisbon as their trump card. Get rid of the death penalty, they say, and what do you do about the likes of Henry?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fforde's camera work on \"Quills,\" \"The Saint,\" \"Entrapment\" and other feature films, plus numerous shorts and commercials, took him to 23 countries. The travel was enriching, he says, the camaraderie among movie technicians delightful.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For sure, change will come swiftly once word breaks out about such good fortune. Old donors may well be reluctant to maintain their level of giving, while fledgling poets and others may inundate the magazine with requests for money.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"This is a small community, and it's amazing they can put on this presentation,\" Boca Raton resident Stacy Alesi said. \"It's very impressive.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The only reply came from David O. Selznick, who wanted a book synthesized for the screen by 6 p.m. Sheldon took two streetcars and a bus to get to the MGM studio, where a relative worked as a secretary. He persuaded her to take his dictation as he skimmed through the book. He delivered the manuscript to Selznick's office shortly before 6 and won his first movie job.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "D id you know that today is Hitler's birthday?\" the attendant said as he handed me Adolf Hitler's personal copy of Mein Kampf, a tattered red-leather volume (a special second edition issued in 1926) with the title and author's name embossed in gold on the spine. The young man, clean-cut and dressed in a sweatshirt bearing the skull and crossbones of the Curry College Rugby Football Club, explained that he knew this fact only because his sister shared a birthday with the Nazi leader. \"You remember something like that,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Despite Rosenberg's repeated attempts to establish his Myth as official party doctrine, Hitler insisted that the book was a \"private publication\" that represented Rosenberg's personal opinions. In conversations Hitler admitted that he had read only \"small portions\" of it and described it as unreadable. Joseph Goebbels concurred, calling The Myth an \"intellectual belch.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Book enthusiasts, a group of authors with growing notoriety, and a bit of marketing helped make the ninth annual BookMania! a success beyond expectations, according to organizers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "IF BAIN IS Truman's ghost, he won't admit it, but he provides enough clues to support a strong circumstantial case. He states his involvement with the series \"for a well-known person\" began in 1980 and continues, \"I've been writing novels in this series ever since, a book a year, most of them well reviewed and appearing on many bestseller lists throughout the country.\" How many other candidates for a frequently bestselling book-a-year mystery series beginning around 1980 are there?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I was living with Mystic River for 10 years before I wrote it,\" Lehane tells PW. \"I had said everything I had to say about the two detectives and wanted to move on to something different. Ann [Rittenberg] and Claire [Wachtel] both encouraged me to do it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This particular edition of Rosenberg's legendary anti-Semitic screed has a handsome dark-blue linen cover and contains a full-page black-and-white photograph of Rosenberg standing before a shelf of leather-bound books. Dressed in a three-piece suit, he looks more like a Boston banker than the ideological fanatic who wrote some of the most offensive and impenetrable prose of the Nazi era before being hanged in Nuremberg in 1946. The book bears the Hitler bookplate but is in mint condition; the binding cracked when I opened the cover.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "December is one of the biggest months for booksellers, and Brian Ritenbaugh, a supervisor at a B. Dalton Bookseller in Monroeville, Pa., is bracing for his customers. During his 10 years in the retail book business -- at B. Dalton and also at independent stores and selling college textbooks -- he's seen the same reaction time and again. \"No matter what the prices are, they say it's too expensive,\" he says. \"The first thing they ask about is price, and the reactions range from a grunt to an outright whine.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In Pelecanos's writing, the law itself becomes a character as complex as any human one. His characters who are involved or at odds with the law are capable of surprising us with their benevolenceand their malevolence. The central symbols of American lawthe White House and the Justice Department, the Capitol and the Supreme Courtare visible from the part of Washington, D. C., that the novels inhabit. Pelecanos's terrain, however, has rarely been portrayed in fiction before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And some retailers and publishing industry executives blame publishers for giving readers too much of the same thing by individual authors. Mr. King released two horror books in 2002, and Ms. Clark, the suspense novelist, published three.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Time (and sales figures) will tell if The Getaway Man is the start of a viable new direction for Vachss. But all the criteria are there: the new approach to character and story arc; the distinctively designed package; and the new format (with its lower price point). And Eddie's shy, boyish openness (compared to Burke's bitter, middle-aged paranoia) may be just the ticket, in the words of Vachss's Vintage editor, Edward Kastenmeier, to \"bring readers back to Andrew.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "BOOKTOWN BOOKS 11671 Maltman Drive No. 2, Grass Valley", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Susan Petersen Kennedy, the president of the Penguin Group (USA), confirmed that Mr. Clancy's \"Red Rabbit,\" a spy thriller published under its Putnam imprint, had not sold as well as expected. But, she said, it still reached No. 1 on The New York Times best-seller list. \"Tom's audience is still out there,\" she said. \"If blue jeans are down for a month, does that mean Americans aren't going to keep buying blue jeans?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The military-issued food packet (MRE stands for \"meal, ready to eat\") has been in short supply lately. With the U. S. march to Baghdad stalled and supply lines stretched and under attack from Iraqi guerrillas, Marines in the 1st Division, Headquarters Battalion, were rationed to one MRE a day last week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Predictions of Nostradamus belongs to a cache of occult books that Hitler acquired in the early 1920s and that were discovered in the private quarters of his Berlin bunker by Colonel Albert Aronson in May of 1945. As part of the Allied occupation forces, Aronson was among the first Americans to enter Berlin after the collapse of the Nazi resistance. \"When my uncle arrived, the Russians took him on a tour of Hitler's bunker,\" one of Aronson's nephews recalls. \"He said that the Russians had pretty much picked the place clean, but there were some pictures and a pile of books they let him take.\" According to the nephew, the books remained in Aronson's attic until his death, at which point they were bequeathed to his nephew, who donated them to Brown University in 1979.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The U. S. counterpart, he explains, is called first assistant cameraman. The focus puller assembles the camera, makes sure the lenses are functioning properly and, most important, adjusts them during filming.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Roxanne Volkmann, who describes herself as addicted to mysteries, reads an average of six books a month. At $5.95 per paperback, the cost of that addiction can add up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Her humor, however, helps lighten the load. When asked whether she practiced safe sex, she said: \"Well, not getting pregnant was part of my popularity,\" though she added: \"Yes, we took the precautions we thought we needed to. After all, these men didn't know where I had been, either.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Connelly, like George P. Pelecanos (\"Soul Circus\"), has been pivotal in reinventing the traditional gumshoe story for streetwise settings and more socially conscious times, without losing that genre's entertainment value. Mr. Pelecanos's Washington-based Derek Strange, in particular, has become a charismatic figure in this landscape, a sharp, affectionately drawn private investigator. Strange, whose shingle reads \"Strange Investigations,\" digs thoughtfully into each case. Mr. Pelecanos, whose work gets better and better, continues to ascribe motives more wrenching than random ugliness to perpetrators whose lives have gone wrong.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A survey of all the evidence forces us to conclude that Hitler believes himself destined to become an Immortal Hitler, chosen by God to be the New Deliverer of Germany and the Founder of a new social order for the world. He firmly believes this and is certain that in spite of all the trials and tribulations through which he must pass he will finally attain that goal. The one condition is that he follow the dictates of the inner voice that have guided and protected him in the past. In his summary Langer outlined eight possible scenarios for Hitler's course of action in the face of defeat. The most likely scenario, he suggested in a prescient moment, was that Hitler's belief in divine protection would compel him to fight to the bitter end, \"drag[ging] a world with usa world in flames,\" and that ultimately he would take his own life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Student Lauren Steely said the Internet sites he looked at presented lots of facts but got the dates wrong. Amy Newman, researching anti-Semitism in Europe at the time of the Black Death, brought up more than 2,000 sites on Google, \"but the first 30 were useless. Just poems and songs. Then there was one story that looked like a kindergartner had written it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And, no surprise, it wants to use the money to buy its own, far larger and separate headquarters in Chicago. Along the way, it also hopes to find public space for thousands of books of poetry, which surpass those of most colleges and universities but are virtually all in storage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Living in tents, denied any chance for a real shower and subject to clouds of dust kicked up by the helicopters that land and take off at all hours, Marines here are on the prowl for diversions. Chess, spades (\"the thinking man's poker,\" said one Marine) and dominoes are big. GameBoys are popular with younger grunts. A few of the troops keep journals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Setting is about much more than geography. It is an opportunity for writers to send a message to readers about social or political issues.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Hours, Michael Cunningham's novel inspired by Virginia Woolf's 1923 masterpiece, Mrs. Dalloway, became a best seller only after winning the Pulitzer Prize in 1999. Now it has another life: 250,000 copies with a film image of Meryl Streep, Julianne Moore and Nicole Kidman, who plays Woolf. The movie opens in select cities Friday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "10. PLAINSONG, by Kent Haruf (Vintage, $13, 0375705856) \"A 17-year-old girl, pregnant and with nowhere else to turn, is persuaded to live with the two old McPherons brothers, bachelors who know far more about cattle than teenage girls. The deceptively 'plain' language and structure of this novel mask its complex view of what we owe, and what we can give, to each other. How the characters' lives are changed and their trajectories beyond the novel's close are questions you'll ponder long after you're finished reading.\" --Russ Lawrence, Chapter One Book Store, Hamilton MT", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "[That] meant everything between them was okay. Course, Tutt knew it would be okay. Civilians didn't understand about the shell cops had, the things that could be said between partners. You could use any goddamn words you wanted to use in fun, because those were just words, and there was only one real thing that mattered, one serious task at hand, and that was to watch your partner's back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best Paperback P. I. Novel: ARCHANGEL PROTOCOL, by Lyda Morehouse (Roc)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Traudl Junge, Hitler's former secretary, would not go so far as to say that Hitler believed in God, but she did believe that Hitler's repeated references to the divine were more than just for show. Jungewho died of cancer in February of last yeartold me the previous summer that Hitler spoke of such things in private as well as in public. After two and a half years of daily contact with Hitler, she was convinced that he believed in some form of divine protection, especially after surviving a dramatic assassination attempt in 1944. \"After the July 1944 attack,\" she told me, \"I believe he felt himself to be an instrument of providence, and believed he had a mission to fulfill.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "and finished every bite. She needed to keep up her strength; after lunch she was headed to New England to meet another gentleman friend she met through the ad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I plunged in and created a psychologist protagonist who bore similarities to myself. Alex Delaware evolved as a troubled, restless man, overwhelmed by horror. He emerged braver, thinner and better looking than I was: a Walter Mitty fantasy sprung to literary life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "T. Jefferson Parker was born in Los Angeles and has lived all of his life in Southern California. Parker received his bachelor's degree in English from the University of California, Irvine, in 1976, and began his writing career in 1978, as a cub reporter on the weekly newspaper The Newport Ensign. After covering police, city hall and cultural stories for the Ensign, Parker moved on to the Daily Pilot newspaper, where he won three Orange County Press Club awards for his articles. All the while, he was tucking away stories and information that he would use in his first book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In 1975, the year's best-selling book, E. L. Doctorow's \"Ragtime,\" sold 232,000 copies, chain bookstores were still a new concept, and the word \"marketing\" was scarcely heard in publishing houses. By 2000, John Grisham's \"The Brethren\" exceeded the sales total of \"Ragtime\" by twelvefold, nearly all best-selling books were published by just five publishing conglomerates, and the business was transfixed by two hot buzzwords that had no role in publishing even five years earlier-Oprah and Amazon. What has happened?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Turow, a professor at the Annenberg School for Communication at the University of Pennsylvania, studies how people use online technology and how that affects their lives. He has begun a small crusade to de-capitalize Internet", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "PERHAPS THE MOST CURIOUS subgenre of recent decades is the mystery novel written by the children of presidents. You can see neatly represented in them the three methods of dealing with a ghostwriter. The most recent to enter the field, Susan Ford, credits a co-author, Laura Hayden, for this year's \"Double Exposure: A First Daughter Mystery.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "If the story sounds melodramatic, well, Lehane admits that he is heavily influenced by the movies, going so far as to call himself a \"fanatic\" and citing the 1970s cult movie The Wicker Man as a strong influence on the book. One might also catch echoes of the Frank Sinatra vehicle The Manchurian Candidate or The Ipcress File, which was based on Len Deighton's first novel, or even the Michael Douglas film The Game, from the late '90s.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Yo, Beverly. Next time, read the damned book,\" he urged, arguing that \"assuming minimal competence, Lowry simply cannot have done so\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Within minutes, anyone can set up their own \"nationstate\" by answering just a few simple questions in three subject areas: economy, civil rights and political freedoms. The result is one's very own virtual country, tailor-made to fit one's own personal political preferences.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Riedel's \"trinity\" seems to have attracted Hitler's particular attention. A dense penciled line parallels the following passage: \"The problem with being objective is that we use objective criteria as the basis for human understanding in general, which means that the objective criteria, that is, the rational criteria, end up serving as the basis for all human understanding, perception and decision-making.\" By using the five traditional senses to achieve this \"objectivity,\" Riedel declared, human beings exclude the possibility of perceivingthrough the additional seven senses he identifiedthe deeper forces of the world, and are thus unable to achieve that unity of body, mind, and soul. \"The human mind never decides things on its own, it is the result of a discourse between the body and the soul,\" he claimed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sometimes - as it did with McWhorter - \"you hit a note with them and bingo - there's the emotion of the moment,\" Lamb said. With McWhorter, whose parents had a stormy relationship and whose mother has been restricted by an aneurysm, \"I had no idea what his family situation was. I had no idea what I was getting till it was over. I wasn't trying to get him there. I just instinctively asked him about his father.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart. It means I live my life MY way. It means I won't allow anyone to step on me. When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak up against it, I am defined as a bitch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Paolini's \"Eragon\" is the second self-published novel by a Northwest author to be given the big-bucks boost by a major publisher in the past nine months. Craig Joseph Danner of Hood River, Ore., received a six-figure payment for \"Himalayan Dhaba,\" which was published last spring by E. P. Dutton.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's like we're back to local-color writing,\" says Bryan Bremen of the University of Texas. He says some contemporary Southern fiction is \"rooted in almost a kind of cartoon version of what we think of as New Orleans, or what we think of as Georgia.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Family Matters by Rohinton Mistry (Knopf). In this beautifully paced and elegantly crafted novel, the acclaimed Indian-Canadian author tells a story of familial love and obligation, political and personal corruption, and religious complexity. In focusing on a Parsi family living in Bombay, Mistry illustrates the universal in the particular. Mistry was born in Bombay and immigrated to Canada in 1975.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Selling any novel is not easy, but rookie novels are an easier sell than most people would suppose. Publishers and editors are always searching for that new writerly voice. The hunt may be as important as the back list, for in the end the new voice, they hope, becomes a steady voice and eventually that's what makes up the all-valuable back list", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book's epomymous lead character is a government agent, looking to nab a low-level Nike employee, Hack, who has been tricked into signing a contract that is really a Mob-like \"hit\" order. The order requires Hack to kill people who purchase Nike's newest model of shoes in order to build notoriety for the company.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "she ordered some wine and chatted happily about her writing. Here's a sample:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But Volkmann has found a particularly frugal way of feeding her habit: She orders books online from Booksfree.com, receives them by mail, and drops them in an envelope and sends them back when she's done. All in all, her membership costs $9 a month.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The car was parked on North Castle Street, but they walked past it, heading for George Street. Directly ahead of them, the Castle was illuminated against the ink-dark sky. They turned left, Rebus feeling a stiffness in both legs, the legacy of his trek across Jura.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nevertheless, Mr. Westlake found to his own surprise that \"Money for Nothing,\" the comic non-Dortmunder novel he has been working on for the past year, has deep creative roots in the attacks. \"It's a book without tall buildings or airplanes or terrorists,\" he said. Yet in its own way, \"it's about the World Trade Center. It's a comic novel with dread.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I think it's absolutely outrageous. The money should go into the victim's compensation fund,\" said Clinton. \"I hope the legislature takes a good look at this. It makes me cringe.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Dan Rhodes, 30: First novel, Timoleon Vieta, to be published this year, which charts a dog's life in Italy. Funny, kind, but not sentimental", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fort Wayne real estate executive Albert Zacher watches \"Booknotes\" every Sunday night. If he's not going to be home, he tapes it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sarah Waters, 36: Fingersmith, a novel set in Dickensian London which doesn't rub your nose in over-researched detail. Compelling story-teller", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: You're one of our top writers and you've learned a lot during your remarkable career. Could you give me one piece of advice you wish someone had given you when you were first starting out?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Its a little like Toby Young skewering [Vanity Fair editor] Graydon Carter, when you know that he thinks Graydon walks on water,\" said one source. \"Theres a reason that they were able to write the book that they did. A Dominican nanny would not have been able to do it. By writing it, theyre establishing that they are a part of that world. They are not the nannies, but the mother in this book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Girl From the Coast by Pramoedya Ananta Toer, translated by Willem Samuels (Hyperion East). Widely considered Indonesia's greatest living novelist, Ananta Toer's words were so feared by the Indonesian government that he was held as a political prisoner for over 17 years. This translation marks the first time The Girl From the Coast--the story of a poor village girl who is forced into a loveless marriage with a wealthy politician in late 19th century Java--has been available in English.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jeffrey Meikle, chairman of the American studies department at the University of Texas, sees the new world every time he walks into the main library on the Austin campus. There, where the card catalogue used to be, sit banks of computer terminals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Geography also matters in Illinois. You are five times as likely to get a death sentence for first-degree murder in a rural area as you are in Cook County, which includes Chicago. Gender seems to count, too. Capital punishment for slaying a woman is imposed at three and half times the rate for murdering a man. When you add in all the uncontrollable variableswho the prosecutor and the defense lawyer are, the nature of the judge and the jury, the characteristics of the victim, the place of the crimethe results reflect anything but a clearly proportionate morality.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I quit my hospital job and expanded my private practice to full time, determined to attempt yet another novel. My practice booked up quickly, and I continued to type away from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m. in the spider-infested garage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Melal: A Novel of the Pacific by Robert Barclay (The University of Hawai'i Press). This debut novel by a doctoral student is a gripping story and powerful social commentary. Set in a marginalized indigenous community in the Marshall Islands, which the U. S. military used as a nuclear testing ground, Barclay traces the horrific and tragic results suffered by native islanders. The author is a former resident of Kwajalein Atoll in the Marshall Islands.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Players also designate the national animal, the currency and the official motto of their land. But the fun does not stop there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The tales were lapped up like collard greens by readers across America, and implanted many Southern stereotypes in the popular mind. With the exception of Harris and his tales of Uncle Remus, these local colorists and their works are largely forgotten.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This list includes books about Iraq, the 1991 war and recent events in the Persian Gulf. The books are linked to their original New York Times reviews. The books are arranged in order of date, beginning with the most recent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And where you find writers, you find artists. Elizabeth Dorbad, 32, a visual artist who lives on 90 acres outside town and works in a bookstore, says artists have followed the bookish types here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mar 27, 2003 This week, Book Sense This Week is publishing the top ten of the 2003 - 2004 Reading Group Suggestions 76, with bookseller quotes. Next week, BTW will feature the full listing, also with quotes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A London newspaper, The Independent, has watched what it calls \"the great trans-Atlantic manuscript race\" with dismay. It warned in one article that \"in a generation's time, British scholars wishing to research the lives of our leading contemporary writers will be forced to travel to Texas.\" In another article it lamented that whenever a desirable archive appears on the market, \"American institutions like the University of Texas can just call up an oil-rich benefactor and ask him to put a check in the post.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It was like trying an electron microscope for the first time,\" said Sergey Brin, who as a graduate student in computer science at Stanford helped found Google in 1998 and is now its president for technology. \"It was like a moment-by-moment barometer.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jim Fusilli had already finished his second Terry Orr book, \"A Well-Known Secret,\" in August, 2001, and given it to the publisher. But his story was supposed to take place in April of 2002, and his protagonists live just blocks from ground zero. After Sept. 11, Mr. Fusilli took back the manuscript to sketch in flashbacks to 9/11 and streetscapes of a decimated neighborhood. The book was finally published in November 2002.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fforde is an unassuming 42-year-old who appears incapable of smirking. He lives in rural Wales with his companion, Mari Roberts. Making his U. S. book tour, he is as genial as one can be in the face of a seemingly endless round of interviews.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Of course, he doesn't see himself as anything near Orwellian, either. Just a guy with a few concerns about civil liberties.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No problem. He'll just do what he has done before a dozen times or more. He sits down at his computer in his dorm room, signs on to Yahoo's search engine and begins his quest. Six hours and several bags of chips later, the paper pops out of his printer, complete.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A Pelecanos book would convey the coldness of the killer and the desperation of the victim. But with scenes of officers arguing in the station house or having trouble getting to sleep without drinking themselves there, Pelecanos would also show how their failure to act in time would forever torture the representatives of the law.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Remember Poindexter? Brilliant man, first in his class at the Naval Academy, later earned a doctorate in physics, rose to national security adviser under President Ronald Reagan. He had this brilliant idea of secretly selling missiles to Iran to pay ransom for hostages, and with the illicit proceeds to illegally support contras in Nicaragua.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Feeling great has become a new hobby for Ms. Juska in the 10 years since her retirement. She now lives in Berkeley and has lived in the Bay Area since the mid-1950's. After her divorce in 1972, she raised her son, Andy, now 38, as a single mother with no help from his father, she said. \"My ex-husband wanted me to just collapse intellectually,\" she recalled. \"Whether the topic was the weather, politics or rent increases, he was always argumentative.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "BookMania! a rousing success story", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Paperback: Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress by Sijie Dai (Anchor) Bel Canto by Ann Patchett (Perennial) The Miracle Life of Edgar Mint by Brady Udall (Vintage) The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith (Anchor) Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks (Penguin)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"He was in psychiatric care. He wasn't necessarily always wanting to be in the care.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Tall and lanky, with a retreating hairline over a wide forehead, brown eyes and a sharply angular nose, Haslett, 31, is still a bit stunned at the reception his debut book of stories, \"You Are Not a Stranger Here\" (Nan A. Talese/Doubleday), has received since its publication this summer. Not only has the book drawn critical raves, it was also recently chosen by author Jonathan Franzen (\"The Corrections\") as the second selection in the NBC \"Today\" show's fledgling on-air book club. So far, there are 100,000 copies in print, a fairly amazing number for a first book of stories by a virtual unknown.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As in most of Pelecanos's novels, police and lawyers are central figures in The Sweet Forever, but with the same range of motives and qualities as the other characters. One of the white cops, Richard Tutt, seems almost a caricature of obnoxiousness. He endlessly razzes his black partner, Kevin Murphy, with racist jokes, and then gives him a high five to show that it's all in good fun. Murphy, who has an ailing wife and is serving out his time till his pension, keeps swallowing his rage and pride. After Tutt tells a particularly vulgar joke, he is relieved to hear Murphy call him by his nickname, \"King\":", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There are times when I'm writing when I'm behind deadline and I really need to be left alone to get the job done. Just slide the Snickers bars under the door, thank you. When I'm not behind deadline I find I need lots of stuff coming into my head to compensate for what gets pulled out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Juska, a retired high school English teacher (round-heeled is an antiquated slang expression for a promiscuous woman), was moved to action after seeing Eric Rohmer's film \"Autumn Tale.\" Its plot involves a woman placing a personal ad in a newspaper on her middle-age friend's behalf.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best First P. I. Novel: CHASING THE DEVIL'S TAIL, by David Fulmer (Poisoned Pen Press)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "During that time, creating fiction remained catharsis rather than profession. I wrote but didn't rewrite, assiduously neglecting the basics of story structure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Who Owns the Internet? You and i Do", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nevada City and Grass Valley's story? More bookstores than anywhere else", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Part mystery, part science fiction, part satire, part lit-crowd entertainment, these hard-to-classify books cross genres with abandon. Consider what Fforde is juggling: Time-travel, newly discovered Shakespeare plays, a machine enabling people to enter classic works of fiction and interact with characters, Ice Age mammoths and 20th century Orwellian bureaucracy - all these elements coexist in the same fictional universe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When Marines are on the move, there is little time for thinking of anything but the mission. When the pace slows, the mood changes. They dwell on their fears, what they miss, what they've seen and their own lack of activity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The second list was, by general agreement, rather less starry, but nevertheless included Iain Banks, Louis de Bernires, Ishiguro (again), Hanif Kureishi, Ben Okri, Will Self, Helen Simpson and Jeanette Winterson. Both lists promoted the odd author who scarcely wrote another word (Ursula Bentley, Adam Lively); but, on the whole, the selections provided a telling snapshot of talent as it surfaced. Granta's list, like all literary prizes, is an attempt to bypass market imperfections, and is loved and loathed by publishers, who are inclined to dismiss it as irrelevant when they aren't included, and to applaud its detachment and authority when they are.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I call Simon Finch Rare Books, who deal in first editions, for a quote. It says 12.99 on the flap, I say, but what will they give me?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best P. I. Short Story: \"Rough Justice,\" by Ceri Jordan (Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "White House invitations have inspired protests before. In 1965, poet Robert Lowell refused to attend a White House arts festival, citing opposition to the Vietnam War.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I feel lucky to be able to write. It's the only thing I've ever done that sort of integrates the past with what happens in the present, and what could happen in the future. There aren't many activities in life that can do all of those things, and writing is one of them. So when it goes well it feels like a privilege.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It was actually on 14 July, 1903 that two brothers, William, 17, and Gilbert Foyle, 18, sold their first wholesale book. But months earlier, they had started in business by flogging some unwanted textbooks from their parents' kitchen table. They advertised in educational journals, and were startled by the response. Their first year of trading made a princely 10.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I don't think it's dead at all. There are millions of people out there who really love reading (it).\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book, described by Dunn as \"an epistolary lipogram,\" is a direct result of his work in the New York Public Library, and a huge fondness for words. The epistolary form -- a collection of letters -- is not that uncommon a literary device. A lipogram, a story written without the use of one or more letters, is a bit more rare. But at the library, Dunn found himself reading about lipograms and decided to challenge himself by writing one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "5. Roscoe by William Kennedy (Viking, $24.95). Kennedy has written seven novels set in Albany, N. Y. (Ironweed is the best known.) But he shows no signs of overmining the territory. His latest is an exuberant portrait of political and sexual betrayal, set mostly between World Wars I and II, notable years for crime and punishment in New York's state capital.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Janet Evanovich lives in New Hampshire but grew up in New Jersey. She is the author of eight best-selling Stephanie Plum novels, including One For The Money, which won the CWA's John Creasey Award, Two For The Dough, which won the CWA Last Laugh Award and Three To Get Deadly, which was awarded the CWA Silver Dagger for 1997.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hanauer assembled 26 writers, ages 24 to 66. Among them:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Make Feb. 12 a day of Poetry Against the War. We will compile an anthology of protest to be presented to the White House on that afternoon,\" the e-mail reads.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In this downtime, before the final push to Baghdad, one thing Marines think about is whether the American public supports the war that has brought them here from Marine camps around the country. They often ask reporters assigned to the troops whether the U. S. public supports the war.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Readers of The Washington Post may recognize this as \"Metro section\" Washingtonnot the official business of the politicians, lawyers, lobbyists, and pundit-crats described in the \"A\" section of the newspaper, nor the glamorous people described in the \"Style\" section. Instead this is the blue-collar city of blacks, whites, Hispanics, and assorted immigrants doing jobs that could just as easily be located in Oakland or Detroit. What links the action to D. C. is the characters' ongoing resentment about being ruled by congressmen elected from other parts of the country, with no real attachment to the district. Nick Stefanos, a Pelecanos character who appears in several books, reads a newspaper story about local problems:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"We're spoiled here,\" said Navy Petty Officer Kathryn Fauss, 22, of Rapid City, S. D., who assists the camp chaplains. \"We've got toilets.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ravenel, who helped Rubin launch Algonquin, asks him if he has seen a certain new book of Southern photographs. He says he has. \"I almost threw up,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Robin Cullen, who served three years for second-degree manslaughter with a motor vehicle, said writing the book was not about making money. The workshop created a safe space where she could talk of about the loss of her friend during her drunk-driving accident, she said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In his Washington, D. C.-based thrillers, George Pelecanos combines the social historian's eye for detail with the entertainment of a good mystery. Hell to Pay continues to plot the progress and decline of a multiracial, multicultural capital city, where people in the shadow of Congress live on the grinding edge of poverty, crime and social disenfranchizement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Once he stops playing barfly and gets down to detecting, Stone is as disarming as ever, even if the plotting of \"Dirty Work\" is relatively subdued. Stone once cut a hedonistic swath through London, Hollywood and Palm Beach; this time he doesn't get far from Elaine's. This book involves an international hit woman and is set mostly in New York. Stone remains affable if not incendiary company. And he is the kind of detective who has a favorite brand of Champagne.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But according to Michael Cader, a longtime book packager and the creator of Publisher's Lunch, a Web site and e-mail newsletter service read religiously by many publishing professionals, book prices must change. He points to reports that indicate that the total amount of money being spent on books is stagnant while more and more books are published every year. According to Bowker, over 135,000 titles were published last year, compared to 119,000 in 2000.) Simple economics dictates that with more books vying for the same amount of money, there should be more competition and prices should come down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the fall of 1959 Rosalie Silver, a teacher at the Yeshiva of Central Queens in Jamaica, informed her fourth-grade class that poetry didn't have to rhyme. Mrs. Silver encouraged her students to experiment with words and drilled them in the fundamentals of grammar. I sat in that class and began writing fiction. I've continued to do so, compulsively, since that autumn.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Abinader, the daughter of Lebanese immigrants to Pennsylvania, recalls being subjected to racist remarks by her classmates because of her dark complexion. Later in her academic career, she says, \"feelings toward Arabs became more negative and sometimes bordered on distrust, even from my own colleagues.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I don't think people understand what libraries do, and their value to a city's economic and cultural health,\" Addison said. \"In a down economy, this is when people use books more.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hari Kunzru, 33: one novel so far, The Impressionist, which had mixed reviews. Race is the subject. Several confident and comic set-pieces", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fisk says that since she's moved to Nevada City, new words have made it into her poetry -- \"granite,\" \"heat\" and \"sugar pine.\" \"But mostly I write about love,\" she says, \"which got me here, to this little Victorian picture postcard built by miners and then reawakened by words.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Perhaps it was Parisi's handwritten rejection note. Or similar rejection notes he'd send over the years to the same woman, whom he has to this day never met or even spoken with. But, along the way, Mrs. Van Riper grew to have affection for the publication, the kind that may change the state of poetry in America.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Dunn's challenge was to continue writing the epistles, minus the newly forbidden alphabet letters. He does that quite masterfully and manages to tell the story, complete with the council's threats of punishment -- including flogging and banishment -- and the battle of Ella Minnow Pea to restore civil liberties to her island.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With their candy-colored covers, these comic tales of twenty- and thirty-somethings seeking Mr. Right sold in their hundreds of thousands.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "All of this adds up, but if the high price of hardcovers may be more than some consumers want to pay, it's not a recent development. When the prices of hardcover books are adjusted for inflation, they turn out to have remained fairly flat between 1975 and 2000.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "General store specializing in metaphysics and local history. Hours: 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Monday through Thursday, 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. Friday and Saturday, 10 a. m to 5 p.m. Sunday. (530) 265-9564.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I would like to have a lot of sex with a man I like. If you want to talk first, Trollope works for me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Each line represents a thought from someone, somewhere with an Internet connection. Google collects these queries - 150 million a day from more than 100 countries - in its databases, updating and storing the computer logs millisecond by millisecond.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It definitely impacted the family. It was a formative experience,\" he says,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Susan Elderkin, 34: one novel set in Arizona, the second, Voices, set in Alice Springs and coming out this year. A generous and ambitious writer", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When George W. Bush was running for president, he stood foursquare in defense of each person's medical, financial and communications privacy. But Poindexter, whose contempt for the restraints of oversight drew the Reagan administration into its most serious blunder, is still operating on the presumption that on such a sweeping theft of privacy rights, the buck ends with him and not with the president.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Elizabeth Sims. All rights reserved.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Consider A Beautiful Mind, Sylvia Nasar's biography of John Nash, a brilliant but mentally troubled mathematician. The original paperback pictures Nash on the cover. The movie tie-in edition shows Russell Crowe, who portrayed Nash in last year's movie.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "According to Oechsner, the biggest single share of Hitler's library, some 7,000 books, was devoted to military matters, in particular \"the campaigns of Napoleon, the Prussian kings; the lives of all German and Prussian potentates who ever played a military role; and books on virtually all the well-known military campaigns in recorded history.\" Another 1,500 volumes concerned architecture, theater, painting, and sculpture. \"One book on the Spanish theater has pornographic drawings and photographs, but there is no section on pornography, as such, in Hitler's Library,\" Oechsner wrote. The balance of the collection consisted of clusters of books on diverse themes ranging from nutrition and health to religion and geography, with \"eight hundred to a thousand books\" of \"simple, popular fiction, many of them pure trash in anybody's language.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The books that constitute the Hitler Library were discovered in a salt mine near Berchtesgadenhaphazardly stashed in schnapps crates with the Reich Chancellery address on themby soldiers of the 101st Airborne Division in the spring of 1945. After a lengthy initial evaluation at the U. S. military \"collecting point\" in Munich the books, numbering 3,000, were shipped to the United States and transferred in January of 1952 to the Library of Congress, where an intern was assigned to uncrate the collection. \"The intern did what we call 'duping out,'\" says David Moore, a German-acquisition assistant at the Library of Congress. \"If a book was not one hundred percent sure, if there was no bookplate, no inscription to the Fhrer, he didn't keep it.\" According to Moore, duplicate copies were sent to the exchange-and-gift division and then either went to other libraries or found their way onto the open market; the non-duplicate books that could not be fully authenticated were absorbed into the Library of Congress's general collection.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It never once occurred to me that I could write a novel,\" he says. \"I was doing Broadway, screenplays, television. But a novel? No.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"These ['three-strikes'] laws are crowding our prisons with nonviolent criminals... [and] it's ironically putting states in situations where they have to release more violent criminals,\" Strossen said. \"[Len Williams's Justice Deferred] conveys a very serious reality that every person needs to know about.\"--Channing Joseph", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It was not until nine years later that Williams's family received their first bittersweet chance to gain closure: a criminal in Alabama announced to the police that he had murdered Williams's son and buried him in a swamp. When police officers led the alleged killer to the supposed location of the body, he attempted to escape but failed. Williams, then posing as an FBI agent so his identity would not be revealed to the criminal, eventually discovered that the man had simply seen the missing Michael's picture on a milk carton and decided to confess to killing the boy for a chance to escape prison.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Weren't John and Marya Fforde upset, he is asked, when their third son told them he wasn't headed for college, let alone an elite university? After all, John was an Oxford graduate and Jasper's two older brothers were enrolled there as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Whodunit? Suddenly Nobody Cared", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Since 9/11, though, the State Department has increased its efforts to communicate American values to overseas audiences. Mr. Holliday described the anthology, for example, as complementing efforts by Charlotte Beers, a former Madison Avenue advertising executive who is now under secretary of state for public diplomacy, to sell the United States to often hostile Muslim populations.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By nature, Marines are an impatient lot and lack of movement does not sit easily with them. Just a few days ago, they led the headlong dash from Kuwait along the Euphrates River toward Baghdad. They battled Iraqi fighters for days to secure two bridges over the river and guarantee a supply corridor that will eventually extend some 400 miles.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But Carol Fitzgerald of Bookreporter .com, a Web site for book discussions, says she fears that because of the economy, \"people will make a choice to 'see the book' this year instead of reading it. Movies cost less, require a smaller time investment and deliver instant gratification.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "4. Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (Houghton Mifflin, $24). In this debut novel, Foer fictionalizes his voyage at age 20 to trace his family history in Ukraine. He inserts vibrant characters, invents clever plot points and imagines events from centuries ago. The result is a hilarious yet heartbreaking tale of family and discovery.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The Internet is a tool, but it's also something they can make an addition to,\" says Druin. \"That's pretty powerful stuff for a kid.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Most scholars dismiss the notion that Hitler seriously entertained the ideas of these cults, but the marginalia in several of his books confirm at least an intellectual engagement in the substance of Weimar-era occultism. The Brown collection contains books by such figures as Adamant Rohm, a \"magnetopathic doctor\" from Wiesbaden; Carl Ludwig Schleich, a Berlin physician who pioneered the use of local anesthesia; and Joseph Anton Schneiderfranken, who wrote numerous books on reincarnation and otherworldly phenomena under the pseudonym B Yin R.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Even the most vocal Net critics say it has aided learning in some ways. Students no longer have to wrestle with microfilm machines or wait at the circulation desk for books placed on reserve. Instead, they wander through the information landscape. Jamie McKenzie calls them \"free-range students.\" Philosopher John Dewey, the proponent of student-driven education, would be proud.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Probably a bit less. But it wouldn't be something we would buy: 4,000 is an awful lot,\" says Natalie Galustian. \"Unless he becomes some kind of through-the-roof phenomenon, I wouldn't hold my breath.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Margaret Truman, the longest running and most commercially successful of the presidential offspring fronting mysteries, offers no hint in any of her books, beginning with \"Murder in the White House\" (1980), that she has a ghostwriter, a collaborator, or even a literary mentor. Her \"Capital Crimes\" novels, which usually use as background Washington, D. C., landmarks (the Kennedy Center, the National Cathedral, the Pentagon, the National Gallery, the Library of Congress, etc.), provide plenty of historical tidbits and tourist information. They are far from distinguished detective fiction, but they do rank as above-average celebrity mysteries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "7. THE HOURS, by Michael Cunningham (Picador, $13, 0312243022) \"This Pulitzer Prize-winning novel makes brilliant use of Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway to interpolate the stories of three women--two set in contemporary America, the third that of Woolf herself. Beautifully written and totally engaging, we watch as the characters' lives come together and illuminate each other. It's no wonder that The Hours is a book group favorite.\" --Karl Kilian, Brazos Bookshop, Houston, TX", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A Scholastic spokesman cited increased costs for printing and paper and the book's anticipated length. At well over 700 pages, it's a third larger than the last Potter book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I don't think she really has the right image in the U. S. yet,\" Emmerich says. \"I don't think she has the right image in Japan either. She's a pretty experimental, sophisticated writer. She's writing carefully, and creating her public image carefully. I've been trying to make it clear how smart she is.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The guy really hit it out of the park,\" he says. \"There's something about that kid [on the cover] that is really grotesque. It's a mesmerizing little picture.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "6. THE SPARROW, by Mary Doria Russell (Fawcett, $12.95, 0449912558) \"A vivid, believable tale of space exploration and first contact, seamlessly woven into a story with ethical and religious overtones. Even if you're the type to avoid science fiction, do not miss The Sparrow! It is an engrossing, intelligent recount of a mission gone horribly wrong despite all the right intentions.\" --Rosemary Pugliese, Quail Ridge Books & Music, Raleigh, NC", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In 1906 they bought the shop at 113-119 Charing Cross Road and were away. William Foyle became a bookselling legend, \"the Barnum of Books\". He employed his 17-year-old daughter Christina in 1928. She later ran his empire for 40 years", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The lid is coming off,\" said Thomas F. Staley, a James Joyce scholar who is the center's director. \"We got tired of people telling us we're the best-kept secret in Texas.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "it seemed incredible she had time or energy for anything else. But, as she writes, by 7 each evening she was home alone. \"Yes, I was busy, but there's nobody touching you,\" she said. \"People don't pay attention to that part.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Also Nominated: THIRD PERSON SINGULAR, by K. J. Erickson (St. Martin's Minotaur); CHASING THE DEVIL'S TAIL, by David Fulmer (Poisoned Pen Press); PERHAPS SHE'LL DIE, by M. K. Preston (Intrigue); BLINDSIGHTED, by Karen Slaughter (Morrow); and BUBBLES UNBOUND, by Sarah Strohmeyer (Dutton)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "History teacher Davis, at Washington-Lee High School, recalls sitting down at the computer with a student who was researching Christopher Columbus's effect on the Americas. The student had found a convincing essay by an author taking Columbus to task for his treatment of Native Americans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I beg you return this,\" he had written inside the cover. \"I lost eight others already and if I lose this, I'll just drop dead.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This year, too, there were awards as well as popularity for some first fiction. Julia Glass's novel, \"Three Junes\" (Pantheon), won the National Book Award for fiction, and \"You Are Not a Stranger\" (Nan A. Talese/Doubleday), a debut story collection by Adam Haslett, and Brad Watson's \"Heaven of Mercury\" (W. W. Norton), a first novel, were finalists.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Other authors were judged on a very small output - Rachel Seiffert, Ben Rice, Dan Rhodes. While some entrants were known to the judges, there were others whom none of them had encountered, such as David Peace, who has written four books with unappealing titles - 1974, 1977, 1980, 1983 - about the Yorkshire Ripper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On Feb. 28, 2001, for example, an earthquake began near Seattle at 10:54 a.m. local time. Within two minutes, earthquake-related searches jumped to 250 a minute from almost none, with a concentration in the Pacific Northwest. On Sept. 11, searches for the World Trade Center, Pentagon and CNN shot up immediately after the attacks. Over the next few days, Nostradamus became the top search query, fueled by a rumor that Nostradamus had predicted the trade center's destruction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She points to a line of stores. \"There's a new espresso shop,\" she says, \"right next to a live-bait store.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Here come the Corleones again. Mark Winegardner, director of the creative writing program at Florida State University, has won a contest to continue the saga of Mario Puzo's fictional crime family. \"The Godfather Returns\" is tentatively scheduled to come out in the fall of 2004.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Clark thinks 'it's significant that a feeling came over us that we weren't battling each other to get our choices on the list, but that we were battling through what was in front of us to try to get to the gems. It can't be denied that we read some stuff that was absolutely shocking or simply lacklustre.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "8. I Don't Know How She Does It: The Life of Kate Reddy, Working Mother by Allison Pearson (Knopf, $23). Often compared to fellow British female protagonist Bridget Jones, Kate Reddy exists as a far more complex, intelligent and tormented soul. This tale of a working mother in London's financial district offers up observations that will resonate with readers long after they have finished the highly praised novel. Though the ending wraps the story up too neatly, the novel has far more depth than simply another dispatch from the eternal mommy wars waged between working and stay-at-home mothers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Yet our proposals sidestepped the ultimate question. One fall day, Paul Simon, the former U. S. senator who was one of the commission's chairs and is a longtime foe of the death penalty, forced us to vote on whether Illinois should have a death penalty at all. The vote was an expression of sentiment, not a formal recommendation. What was our best advice to our fellow-citizens, political realities aside? By a narrow majority, we agreed that capital punishment should not be an option.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It is interesting as a social phenomena...why did Bridget Jones touch a particular nerve with so many people? Are people finding it harder to commit? Are they finding it harder to find the right person?\" asked novelist Sue Gee whose latest book, \"Thin Air\" focuses on what it's like to be seventy-something. But chick lit has plenty of critics -- particularly those who feel it trivializes the lives of women.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Since she died in 1999, leaving 60m (most of which went to charity, and none to her family), the shop has been run by two of Christina's nephews, Christopher (whom she made a director on her deathbed) and Bill Samuels (whom she cordially loathed). Between them they pulled the shop into at least the 20th century.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The Naked Face\" wasn't a big seller, but it won an Edgar, the mystery writers' equivalent of the Oscar, and became a feature motion picture starring Roger Moore (news). The next book, \"The Other Side of Midnight,\" went through the roof_ 52 weeks on The New York Times bestseller list. It was made into a not-so-successful movie starring Susan Sarandon (news).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I write for myself, never for an audience, but I do strive for entertainment as well as erudition. The crime novel employs an abhorrent act to catalyze the human chess game, but I believe all good fiction is mystery writing; the reader must be compelled to find out what happens next.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still, there are drawbacks to the evolution of book clubs into, well, small businesses. Once you reach the level of 50 members or more, it's hard to get a word in edgewise. And forget about choosing next month's book. Your turn may not come for years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The result is a cluster of houses, two swimming pools and several guest cottages, including one where Sheldon and his secretary work. The grounds are handsomely designed with palms, flowers and velvety lawns. There's a house where his wife, Alexandra, does her arts and crafts. The Sheldons also retain their West Los Angeles home, which they use for refuge from the punishing desert summer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Depression is really like a total lack of emotion in a way, and I feel that if anything it's the opposite of depression or numbness that is the definition of true sadness,\" he says. \"These people are flooded with feeling.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When the novel The Nanny Diaries became a surprise hit last spring, its authors, former nannies Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus, were catapulted from haute servitude on the Upper East Side to the best-seller lists, the talk-show circuit and a Miramax movie deal. But has their triumph only opened up the doors of discontent for the pair?\" The authors are now on their thirdliterary agent, andsources familiar with their business dealings saidMs. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin are unhappy about the details of the movie deal they signed before their book hit it big.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The business model is similar to that of Netflix Inc., which rents DVDs by mail and raised $82.5 million when it went public this spring. Booksfree customers can take out as many as six books at a time, depending on their membership level. The company trades mostly in mainstream books that it orders from distributors Ingram Book Group and Baker & Taylor Inc., but it also boasts a limited number of out-of-print books by romance novelist Nora Roberts, for example, that Ross or Bilinski brought back from book shows. Its most popular book, with several hundred copies circulating, is Carly Phillips's \"The Bachelor.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While sales have slipped for Mr. Clancy and Mr. King, the authors are not in danger of going the way of Irving Wallace and Arthur Hailey just yet. Sales of their earlier books in paperback have remained remarkably consistent, even as their latest hardcover sales dip. Mr. King's \"Carrie,\" for example, his first novel, originally published in 1974, sold about 23,000 copies in both 2001 and 2002, according to Nielsen Bookscan.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But do school systems really want students using the same tools to question current proprieties and conventional wisdom? Teach kids to be critical thinkers and they'll be sending it right back at the teacher in the classroom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Rubin, 79, who edited the 1985 landmark work \"The History of Southern Literature,\" wears a short-sleeve plaid shirt. For lunch he has a slice of peanut butter pie and a cup of coffee. He has hearing aids in both ears.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Based on a new discovery I have been able to prove, with incontrovertible scientific evidence, the concept of the trinity of God as a natural law. One of the results of this discovery is, among other things, the seamless relationship between the terms: Truth-Law-Duty-Honor. In essence, the origins of all science, philosophy and religion. The significance of this discovery has led me to ask Frau Winter to hand to you personally the enclosed manuscript.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It's in the Guinness Book of Records as the bookshop with the most titles in stock and the longest lines of shelving (30 miles). It boasts the most starrily famous clientele, alive or dead, of any bookshop in history (Eva Peron, the Argentinian first lady, finding herself temporarily short of cash one day, paid for her books with a crocodile-skin vanity case). The guest speakers at its Literary Lunches read like a guide to 20th century literature. It is also, by general consent, one of the most infuriatingly, perversely eccentric retail operations in the history of commerce. Foyles, the most famous bookshop in the world, is 100 years old this year.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Joe Parisi, the editor, thought it good but not up to the standards of a monthly known for running the works of titans of 20th Century poetry, including William Butler Yeats, W. H. Auden and Dylan Thomas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And where you find books, you also find readers. \"I tried to join a book group and found out that all of the groups that meet regularly were filled,\" Fisk said. \"Some are of such long standing that my brother-in-law Tom, who was born and raised here, inherited his mother's slot when she died.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In 1992 Rankin won the Chandler-Fulbright Award, a prestigious prize for detective fiction funded by Raymond Chandler's estate. He came to the United States to accept the award and travelled over 14,000 in an old Volkswagon bus, visiting Seattle, San Francisco, Las Vegas, New Orleans, and New York City. In 1997 he won the Gold Dagger for his highly-praised novel BLACK AND BLUE, and in 1999 eight of the top ten Scottish bestsellers were his.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Judging from Google's data, some sports events stir interest almost everywhere: the Tour de France, Wimbledon, the Melbourne Cup horse race and the World Series were all among the top 10 sports-related searches last year. It also becomes obvious just how familiar American movies, music and celebrities are to searchers across the globe. Two years ago, a Google engineer named Lucas Pereira noticed that searches for Britney Spears had declined, indicating what he thought must be a decline in her popularity. From that observation grew Google Zeitgeist, a listing of the top gaining and declining queries of each week and month.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Aside from a two-day workshop in story structure with the famed screenwriter Robert McKee, Fforde has \"no training in literature at all.\" He argues, in fact, that further education can sometimes stifle creation of a writer's distinctive voice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hitler's habit of highlighting key concepts and passages is consonant with his theory on the \"art of reading.\" In Chapter Two of Mein Kampf he observed,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When you want to pat a crime novelist on the head, you say that he does for his turfGlasgow in the case of the Scottish writer Ian Rankin, the Boston area for Dennis Lehanewhat Raymond Chandler did for World War II-era L. A. I just picked up Daniel Woodrell's novel Tomato Red. Above the title on the front cover is a blurb from The Los Angeles Times. \"Woodrell does for the Ozarks,\" the blurb announces, \"what Raymond Chandler did for Los Angeles.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As the logs were passed through the office, employees were perplexed. Why would there be a surge in interest in a character from the 1970's sitcom \"The Brady Bunch\"? But the data could only reflect patterns, not explain them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Every decade Granta's list of Britain's best young novelists causes a literary sensation. Here The Observer presents an exclusive preview of the winners for 2003", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It's Bunn's first time organizing a conference, but he's already got about 150 people from 21 states registered. There are 20 authors coming, including big names like E. Lynn Harris and Walter Moseley.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The title is a variation on Virginia Woolf's famous phrase, \"the Angel in the House.\" Hanauer describes her own self-sacrificing mother as an \"angel.\" The wife of a doctor, she raised four children and headed the PTA. But her daughter \"needed something more.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Stuart Applebaum of Random House says, \"It is a great creative and financial engine driving the holiday choo-choo train. For us publishers the notion of a holiday book perennial is relatively new, but many of us are making up for lost time with the opportunities now in the marketplace.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The EXCEL Telephone Omnibus Survey of 1,006 adult Americans has a margin of error of +/-3.1%. It was conducted for Jenkins Group, Inc. by International Communications Research, Media, PA.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fforde is a dogged exemplar of the power of persistence. In between submitting that first book to publishers and acceptance of \"The Eyre Affair\" in 2000, he received 76 rejection letters. Bookselling being all about marketing, publishers couldn't picture a niche for such a genre-hopping book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The place he does visit, as a music major, is the performing arts library. \"I can sit for hours there looking at books and things, with no particular goal in mind.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While trade paperbacks are more presentable and easier to read than mass-market paperbacks, they have in many cases supplanted those less expensive books. For example, in the '60s, you could pick up a copy of John Updike's \"Rabbit, Run,\" for as little as 65 cents in mass-market paperback, which when converted to 2002 dollars roughly equals $4. A 1991 mass-market paperback of the same book went for $5.99, which in today's dollars is roughly $8. Today, a new \"Rabbit, Run\" paperback is only available in trade paperback and goes for $14.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "including paying for their vacations and food. Resentment boils. Ellen Gilchrist, Pulitzer Prize winner Natalie Angier and novelist Kate Christensen also contribute stories. Elissa Schappell describes how she screams at her children when they misbehave.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "One person who met the women said, \"They both used the word lovely about a million times. It was like having Gwyneth robots trying to kill you.\" The fundamental irony about the authors and their book may be that in the guise of a cautionary morality tale about the wretched excess of New Yorks social elite, they wound up writing a paean to that world and the women who inhabit it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "2. The Emperor of Ocean Park by Stephen Carter (Knopf, $26.95). Although wrapped in the conventions of a mystery, this long, profoundly satisfying novel wrestles with life's most perplexing issues: religious faith, sibling bonds, human weakness, truth, marriage, ambition, money, race. Carter's answer on how to live the good life is not found in automobile showrooms or Restoration Hardware, but in the Bible. This resonating novel is one to read and reread.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"A nice thing about being a translator is that you don't have to worry about that stuff too much,\" Emmerich says. \"You don't have to worry about being a really public figure. You can just do what you love.\" It's hard to know whether his Zen attitude comes from a longstanding affinity for Japanese culture or from having no illusions, but in either case it serves him well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As the filmmaker begins his footwork, he finds other readers who were initially thwarted by favorite novels. One of them is the literary critic Leslie Fiedler, who died last month at 85. He talks in a magnificently cantankerous way about his long courtship of Henry Roth's \"Call It Sleep,\" which for years was considered a long-forgotten one-shot masterpiece. A wisp of a smile plays above the thundercloud of a beard that surrounds his face when Fiedler tells the camera he won out. He disarms Mr. Moskowitz's wonderment over Mr. Mossman's singular achievement by asserting, \"It's more typical for a writer to write one book and stop.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I feel very comfortable to be a commodity that's packaged and sold by my publisher. Truth is, my books are product and my readers are consumers. Deal with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But The Independent did grudgingly admit that American curators \"are not necessarily the villains of the story.\" It said they have succeeded because \"they have simply been taking 20th-century literary and theatrical archives more seriously for longer than British institutions.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "4. HOUSE OF SAND AND FOG, by Andre Dubus III (Vintage, $14, 0375727345) \"More than a riveting story of two people -- a formerly wealthy Iranian immigrant and a troubled young American woman -- fighting to own the same house, it is also a story of the clash of two cultures. It's an especially relevant book for discussion today, providing readers with insights into both the Muslim and American mind-sets.\" --Jeanne Morris, Bethany Beach Books, Bethany Beach, DE", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Hitler's copy of Magic bears a handwritten dedication from Schertel, scrawled on the title page in pencil. A 170-page softcover in large format, the book has been thoroughly read, and its margins scored repeatedly. I found a particularly thick pencil line beside the passage \"He who does not carry demonic seeds within him will never give birth to a new world.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But Danielle Walker, a 37-year-old human resources executive, said there are perks to participating in a group like Sophia. Dues are minimal at $5 a month, and the money goes for a good cause.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Pelecanos published his first book in 1992 when he was 35, and his tenth novel, Hell to Pay, was released in 2002. The books are animated by dialogue that sounds like the real thing, spoken by representatives of a variety of classes and ethnic groups. They include pop-culture references to movies (the Blaxploitation epics of the 1970s, for instance), to sports (most of the male characters, white and black, love playing basketball and talking about the pro and college game), and, on practically every page, to music (Should Jimi Hendrix recordings be put in the pop or soul bins?). Since the mid-1990s, Pelecanos has enjoyed considerable acclaim within the world of American crime writing and has attained crossover literary status in Europe. His latest book has received the sort of enthusiastic mainstream attention in the United States that could lead to his being recognized as a \"real\" literary figure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I know where I stand on this. I'm behind the government and I'm tired of First Amendment shilly-shallying that fills my children's Hotmail screens with dozens of porn come-ons every day. But I will defer to Justice David Souter's eventual opinion in US v. ALA, (1) because he cares about the First Amendment in an intelligent way, and (2) because it was once said of him, correctly, that ''he regards Boston as the center of the civilized world.''", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Up to a point. Libraries have a longstanding appeal that goes beyond the antique, baby's-breath smell of books and the sense of exploration, spelunking through the stacks. Few students can get through college untouched by this experience, whether they know it or not.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Well, let's get down to basics. Some postmenopausal women feel a lessening of sexual desire, or at least are said to. That was apparently not her experience. \"No,\" she said firmly. \"I was probably even more interested because I wasn't as afraid as when I was younger, of not doing it right or, well, being thought randy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "U. S. Writers Do Cultural Battle Around the Globe", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I've had a 50-year-old reader say 'Eragon' is the best book he's read since 'Lord of the Rings' and a 10-year-old reader say the same thing,\" Page relates. \"I've also had 25 people say this novel is just a great read.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "What's most unusual about Eddie's story is that he tells it himself. Only one of Vachss's other novels, Shella, shifts the narrator's voice to a damaged child's point of view. But the protagonist of that book, Ghost, is cut from the same cloth as Burke. Eddie has been drawn as a far more approachable (and likable) protagonist than any of his predecessors.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The rest of what you shell out for, say, the new Donna Tartt novel pays for the publisher's overhead (the cost of maintaining a staff of editors, proofreaders, book designers, publicists, sales representatives and so on), and for the cuts taken by distributors (who run warehouses that supply books to retailers) and booksellers. Promoting the book is another expense: printing up catalogs presenting each season's titles to booksellers and the media, purchasing ads, mailing out hundreds of review copies to critics and sending the author (if he or she is lucky) on a book tour. So are shipping fees and the storage costs on unsold copies.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "is not automatically alluring unless you appreciate the classic constraints of an Agatha Christie puzzle; in that case it's irresistible. Shutter Island can be reached only by ferry. The doors of the institution are either locked or watched. The book's main character, United States Marshal Teddy Daniels, has been sent to investigate the disappearance of a patient, a barefoot woman who vanished from a locked cell and left behind an encrypted message no one understands.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lamb makes the final decisions about which authors will be invited. \"After all, he has to read the book,\" Doebele said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Friedrich, who represents authors like Frank McCourt, Sue Grafton and Terry McMillan, wouldnt comment, but through an associate, Lucy Childs, issued this statement: \"Refer to the acknowledgements at the back of Nanny Diaries and we have no further comment.\" The acknowledgments open by thanking \"Molly Friedrich and Lucy Childs", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He doesn't consider visiting the campus library or opening a book. Why should he? \"You can find whole pages of stuff you need to know on the Web, fast,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Few of these Marines, especially the young enlisted men, have ever seen action. And they know that whatever they have experienced so far is only a prelude of what is to come.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Bridget Jones's Diary\" is a loose contemporary reworking of Jane Austen's classic novel \"Pride and Prejudice.\" It documents the love-life of a neurotic singleton -- better known as a spinster in Austen's day -- who, in between counting calories and guzzling wine, dreams of finding her ideal man.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Still, due to the luck of the draw, most of the men who interested Ms. Juska did not live in Berkeley or anywhere nearby. When she first placed the ad, she was so busy", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Others who might have been expected to make it on include Welsh writer Niall Griffiths, Tobias Hill and Patrick Neate. Jack regrets the exclusion of Zoe Heller, whose as yet unpublished second novel is about a North London school teacher, and Rebecca Smith, who has written a charming first novel about an organic caf on the South coast.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "n the spring of 1943, while the outcome of World War II hung in the balance, the U. S. Office of Strategic Servicesforerunner to the CIAcommissioned Walter Langer, a Boston-based psychoanalyst, to develop a \"psychological profile\" of Adolf Hitler. As Langer later recalled, this was the first time the U. S. government had attempted to psychoanalyze a world leader in order to determine \"the things that make him tick.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Music and films are all part of the mix that goes into my head. Everything I do and see and hear and smell ends up in the pot. I don't think a writer needs to stay abreast of the latest film, or the latest bestseller, or be a news junkie, but I do think a writer should live and suck in what's around him. I need quiet when I write so I don't use music to spur inspiration. But when I'm on the treadmill I need a LOT of music!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Then we found another essay contradicting that,\" Davis says. \"I asked the student, 'Who is right?' He couldn't tell, and neither could I.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "After all, it's the season for chestnuts. The London theaters have been offering holiday pantomime stories for decades. You almost can't call yourselves an American ballet troupe these days unless you trot out \"The Nutcracker\" when the weather cools.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I write a series, so the characters are already there, waiting for a new plot, but the truth is, my books are character driven and the plot is simply necessary structure to tell the character story. That said, if I didn't have a half-way decent plot the whole thing would be damn boring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Q. What's mad about such a question?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "At ages 76 and 73, respectively, Roy and Carol Thomas of Montgomery County share a mutual interest in language and opsimathy (from 1656, learning acquired late in life). A retired high school librarian who teaches English as a second language at Montgomery College, Carol is driven to bruxism (grinding of teeth) at the thought of the word \"tasked,\" cited by Oxford back in 1828.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "They're conjuring up words. They'd like nothing better than to invent them, then sit back and listen to the rest of us use them. They want this so much that each has given up five hours of a Saturday and paid upward of $120 to hear Erin McKean, the 31-year-old senior editor for Oxford University Press's American English dictionaries, talk about the life and death of language. She discusses the birth of \"bling-bling,\" \"soccer moms\" and \"reality TV,\" just a few of the phrases that have slipped into American vernacular in recent years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The collection's core is its 19th- and 20th-century American, British and French literature. It is a mother lode of modernism, as well as a repository for the first drafts, letters, manuscripts, libraries, scribblings and ephemera of more than 500 contemporary writers. For a while there were also some very old socks, found among the papers of Isaac Bashevis Singer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Meanwhile, fat-cat politicians from Virginia and North Carolina ... and suburbanites who made their living in town but paid no commuter taxes, ridiculed the District of Columbia relentlessly. Stefanos, a lifelong Washingtonian, was fully aware of the problems. Like most residents, though, he didn't care to hear about them from leeches, tourists, and self-serving southerners.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sheldon, an imposing man with a round, ruddy face and slightly thinning white hair, seems to possess unlimited enthusiasm for his craft. \"Writing novels is the most fun I've ever had,\" he insists.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Consider some of Barry's favorites, such as The Principality of Twenty Nine, whose credo reads \"Peace through superior firepower.\" Or perhaps, The Dictatorship of Angry PoliSci Majors whose motto says, \"We're all going to be unemployed.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "They end up being pursued by another \"salt and pepper\" teamof murderers. These killers resemble the real-world D. C.-area snipers of 2002: One is a youthful apprentice and the other a malign leader, and they kill with a combination of careful calculation and spur-of-the-moment brutality. Yet their story differs because the police never catch up with them. Instead, the protagonists Clay and Karras figure out that the killers are coming and snuff out the threat themselves.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best First Novel: OPEN SEASON, by C. J. Box (Putnam)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The book details the women's lives and the events that led to their incarceration. It is scheduled for release at the end of the month.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "One leather-bound tomewith WORTE CHRISTI, or \"Words of Christ,\" embossed in gold on the coverwas well worn, the silky, supple leather peeling upward in gentle curls along the edges. Human hands had obviously spent a lot of time with this book. The inside cover bore a dedication: \"To our beloved Fhrer with gratitude and profound respect, Clara von Behl, born von Jansen von den Osten. Christmas 1935.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "They are such chores as washing, shaving -- and picking just the right MRE. When there is time, they read. The Marine Corps is the only military service with a reading list. And books are everywhere -- books about Marine history, books by Robert Ludlum and Tom Clancy, and a few that surprise.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I was just a kid, then,\" he says. \"At first I didn't want to go, and once I got there, I didn't want to leave. I did the whole British prep school thing,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Clinton, whose 28-year-old son, Anson, was gunned down by a hit man in 1994 in East Lyme, said she wished Lamb and other writers focused as much of their attention on the victims of crimes as on convicts. She encouraged him to come to one of her group's meetings and to provide a workshop for them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As McKean has been impressing upon her class, Bhatia explains, \"the most important thing is that the vocabulary you create must be accepted by its users. There are piles of created dictionaries that just sit on closet shelves. The users are going to select a word that has utility, that will give them some mileage.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Students can avoid such mistakes by asking for help from those trained to give it, but some young inquirers say they've done that and are merely waved over to the digital section of a library. Librarian Marylaine Block concedes that can happen, particularly since staff positions at many libraries have been cut.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Though I was less concerned with solving mysterious puzzles than in exploring human behavior under extreme conditions, this was shaping up as a crime novel. I needed a cop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Gary Stollery, owner of Brigadoon Books in Nevada City, went to Hay in 1996 and came back determined to transform Nevada City and Grass Valley into a California version of Hay-on-Wye. A year later, Booth himself came over to attend a banquet for book dealers and local politicos that formally named the two towns as the Gold Cities Book Town.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Edinburgh is the perfect setting for crime writing. It has a split personality - on the one hand it is the city of history and museums and royalty, but at the same time there is this feeling that behind the thick walls of those Georgian townhouses there are all sorts of terrible things happening.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Despite the domestic blackout, the participants are focused on the potential abroad. \"There is the perception abroad that Americans feel culturally superior and are intellectually indifferent,\" said Mr. Ford, who won the Pulitzer in 1996 for his novel \"Independence Day.\" \"Those stereotypes need to be burst.\" He added that he was eager to go to Islamic nations to help \"humanize America\" and present a more diverse picture of public opinion than is conveyed by the Bush administration. \"With a government like the one we have, when not even 50 percent of Americans voted for the president, the diversity of opinion is not represented,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Another argumentthat the death penalty saves money, because it avoids the expense of lifetime incarcerationdoesn't hold up, either, when you factor in the staggering costs of capital litigation. In the United States in 2000, the average period between conviction and execution was eleven and a half years, with lawyers and courts spewing out briefs and decisions all that time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Each action, or non-action, affects the prosperity of the player's nation and sometimes produce unforeseen side-effects. For instance, granting greater political freedom will lead to more civil unrest.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "n my hands I hold a book about Nostradamus, the sixteenth-century French mystic whose predictions of epic calamities have fascinated generations, and whose stanza \"From poor people a child will be born/ who with his tongue will seduce many people\" has been interpreted as prophesying the rise of Adolf Hitler. Printed on high-acid paper, this volume, with its 137 brittle, crumbling pages, bears a publication date of 1921 but feels centuries older. The book promises to \"decypher and reveal for the first time the prophesies on the future of Europe and the rise and fall of France from 1555 to 2200.\" Its final pages offer additional mystical edification in a series of advertisements for related texts: Memoirs of a Spiritualist, The Wandering Soul, How Can I Protect Myself From Suggestion and Hypnosis?, Soul and Cosmos, The Realm of the Invisible, and Human Destiny and the Course of the Stars. Pasted inside this moldering volume is one of Adolf Hitler's bookplates.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Each country has a distinctive usage pattern. Spain, France and Italy have a midday lull in Google searches, presumably reflecting leisurely lunches and relaxation. In Japan, the peak usage is after midnight - an indication that phone rates for dial-up modems drop at that time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Red Poppies by Alai, translated by Howard Goldblatt and Sylvia Li-chun Lin (Houghton Mifflin). This witty first novel by an ethnic Tibetan living in Sichuan, China, is a complex political parable. Like the \"idiot\" son who is the novel's narrator and unlikely hero, Alai's story echoes a legendary Tibetan wise man who \"preferred wisdom masked by stupidity.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Robinson, a native of Leeds in the north of England, is proof that a crime writer doesn't have to inhabit his fictional locale to make it real to his readers. Anybody can dig up facts about street corners, restaurants and local landmarks. What marks the difference between a book that limps along and one that captures the wanderlust of a reader is the passion -- whether it is love or hatred -- with which the writer creates his crime scenes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "According to sources involved in the films development, the authors also requested that they be let out of the standard confidentiality clause that would prevent them from talking about their experiences with Miramax. Sources said that the authors were hoping to turn the story into a Spalding Graytype show about Miramax. Some of the long-form contracts are still unsigned by the authors, although this will have no impact on Miramaxs plans to make the film. Jennifer Wachtell, Miramaxs vice president for creative affairs, said that \"its not unusual to take some time to finalize a deal.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Possiblybut though most of the spiritually oriented books in the Hitler Library were gifts sent to the Fhrer by distant admirers, several, like Worte Christi, were obviously well read, and some contained marginalia in Hitler's hand that suggested a serious exploration of spiritual matters. If Hitler was as deeply engaged with spiritual issues as his books and their marginalia suggest, then what was the purpose of this pursuit?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The long-lasting volume of searches involving her name has made Ms. Spears something of a benchmark for the logs team. It has helped them understand how news can cause spikes in searches, as it did when she broke up with Justin Timberlake.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"After Sept. 11, it was for two reasons completely unwritable,\" Ms. Rozan said. \"One was emotional: Whoever that woman was who dreamt up that book, she was gone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The chains have been very smart in their marketing and discounting message, but they've rolled back the breadth of the discounting over the past few years and the perception remains,\" says Carl Lennertz, publisher program director for BookSense, a marketing program for independent booksellers. \"The other smart thing the chains did is put remainders in the front of the store, which gives the perception of sales throughout the store.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"What dictionaries do is reflect what's out there,\" he said. He and his fellow dictionary editors would think seriously about such changes after newspapers make them, he added.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: I know the T in T. Jefferson Parker stands for nothing, but what's up with that? Give us the down low.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Garland's is not the only striking absence. Giles Foden was one of two authors (the other was Zadie Smith) tipped by Bill Buford, now literary editor of the New Yorker; his first novel, The Last King of Scotland, about Idi Amin, garnered great reviews, excellent sales and a Whitbread award. Both Jon McGregor (If No One Speaks of Remarkable Things) and Maggie O'Farrell were frequently mentioned as likely contenders. (There was a groundswell of support for O'Farrell, but her bid foundered during a discussion of the plotting of her recent novel, My Lover's Lover, in which the protagonist sees something on a station which is not revealed until the end, although there is no reason to withhold the information; it is, as Jack says, 'a stunt'.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This is not the first time a book has used the word in the title: Elizabeth Wurtzel, for example, released a book called Bitch in 1998. Hanauer recognizes that certain booksellers and others will be disturbed by it. She compares the title to Randall Kennedy's best seller, Nigger. Women can use the word \"bitch,\" but hearing men use it is different. But the rage so many women suppress should be explored.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The most compelling mysteries are those in which the story keeps a hold on the reader long after the plot has been resolved. The following is the best that mystery fiction offered in 2002.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: Okay, Jeff, this is a variation on the Hemingway saying that the best way to become a writer was to have an unhappy childhood. Give me an event, preferably in your childhood but we can go up until you were, say, twenty-one, that I can see in your work today. In other words, what happened to you that made you write what you write?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "My relationships with my publishers and editors have all been excellent. No author, no matter how amazing, can achieve large scale success on his own. Only a publisher (and Oprah) can make an author a star.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It didn't make sense to take East Asian studies,\" Emmerich recalls. \"I'd have to study economics, and that didn't interest me at all.\" In 1997, while still a Princeton undergraduate, Emmerich read several stories by Japan's first Nobel laureate for literature, Yasunari Kawabata, and decided to make a senior thesis of translating them. His advisor, Joyce Carol Oates, was enthusiastic and supportive; so were the various literary magazines which soon published some of the stories, and Counterpoint Press, which published all of them, as the collection First Snow on Fuji, in 1999.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Catch Me If You Can, Frank Abagnale's memoir of a con man, sold 86,000 copies after it was reissued in 2000. Now 250,000 copies carry a cover that copies the movie poster. Top billing goes to Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hanks. The movie opens today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sheldon lives in a white stucco compound with a red-tile roof beneath the rocky peaks behind Palm Springs. It started as a single house, then he added another house on one side of the original. When Kirk Douglas (news) decided to sell his house on the other side, Sheldon bought it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I had never heard of some of these writers,\" said Merrill, mentioning such nonfiction nominees as Devra Davis, for \"When Smoke Ran Like Water.\" \"Those are the kinds of discoveries you make by reading as much as you can.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There was a scene in which one of the characters thinks back on how he got the job he's about to lose, and he remembers meeting his potential employer at Windows on the World,\" said Mr. Blauner, whose book will be published in May. \"That's just a throwaway line on September 10th. It means something very different on Sept. 12.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Luers applauded the anthology but urged a more coordinated and intensive program of cultural diplomacy. \"We have to find ways to convey not just propaganda but the richness of this country's culture,\" he said. \"It's pathetic that we don't make an effort. Very educated people abroad don't realize the depths of our culture behind McDonald's and the violent movies.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"How you managed to become the dominant species we will never know. So full of hate, anger and vanity,\" observes a Neanderthal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Well, \"writing\" is a misnomer. Sheldon talks books. He dictates to his secretary, Mary Langford, who happens to be a court reporter. She runs the machine's tape through a computer and it emerges as a portion of the manuscript.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "To insure that the capital system is something other than an endless maze for survivors, we recommended guaranteed sentences of life with no parole when eligible cases don't result in the death penalty. And we also outlined reforms aimed at expediting the post-conviction review and clemency processes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "trois in North London. Funny, profound, about sex and sexual manners", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Over the course of eight months, assisted by three field researchers and advised by three other experts in psychology, Langer compiled more than a thousand typewritten, single-spaced pages of material on his \"patient\": texts from speeches, excerpts from Mein Kampf, interviews with former Hitler associates, and virtually every printed source available. Langer wrote,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"College students are quite aware that they can't trust what they read,\" says Meikle at Texas. \"They're drawn to sites that are ironic or sarcastic, poking fun at perceived truths.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And one of those books, \"Alice's Adventures in Wonderland,\" with the original John Tenniel drawings, \"created this wonderful make-believe world where anything can happen, a talking sheep or flowers that argue. ... Its complete and utter nonsense was probably the spark that started it all.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Grisham's story of Luther and Nora Krank, who decided to ignore Christmas altogether, just may be the new standard. The company shipped 2.1 million copies last year and the book rose to No. 1 on the New York Times bestseller list. So far there are 1.3 million copies in print this time around and the book will be No. 2 on this week's New York Times list.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And Staff Sgt. Taryne Williams, 25, of Grand Rapids, Mich., is reading \"The Spiral Path\" by Mary Jo Putney, because \"it's as trashy a novel as I could find, but it keeps my mind totally off the fact I'm in Iraq.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In an interview, Billy Collins quoted Auden's famous line that \"poetry makes nothing happen,\" but Mr. Collins tempered that comment by adding: \"I think there are some cases where it can. I don't think a group of American writers is going to bring peace to the Middle East, but it puts something in the media that is a counterbalance to the growling and hostilities that fill the pages. It would have a positive and softening influence on things.\" And while Mr. Collins said he has agreed to join a tour abroad, he added, \"It's not a particularly good time for unarmed American poets to be wandering around Jordan and Syria.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nope. Nevada City.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Literary movements -- such as the Fugitives and the Agrarians -- flourished in the South. It all happened in such a short span of time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fleetwood was asked whether the magic embraced by Harry Potter and his pals at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was problematic for the Roman Catholic Church. Some evangelical groups have condemned the series for glamorizing magic and the occult.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The participants include four Pulitzer Prize winners, Michael Chabon, Robert Olen Butler, David Herbert Donald and Richard Ford; the American poet laureate, Billy Collins; two Arab-Americans, Naomi Shihab Nye and Elmaz Abinader; and Robert Pinsky, Charles Johnson, Bharati Mukherjee and Sven Birkerts. They were all asked to write about what it means to be an American writer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He shared his view with a few hundred close friends last month at a meeting of the National Communication Association, an educators' group. \"I just noticed everybody's attention kind of snapped forward,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "have managed to bring out new crime novels in the same season. Only so-called retirement and a sudden interest in the Crusades, respectively, have kept two big exceptions, Stephen King and James Patterson (whose 11th-century latest is \"The Jester\"), out of this all-star swarm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Elizabeth Sims was asked to write about the bookstore wars from the point of view of the chains by the American editor of LOGOS: The Journal of the World Book Community, a quarterly published in the UK by Colin Whurr. This is the piece she wrote. It was published as the lead article in LOGOS volume 13, issue 2, released in July, 2002. It was accompanied by a response written by Andy Ross, owner of Codys Books in Berkeley, California.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As with Ms. Rozan, his decision to put 9/11 at the center of his plot - it is too much a part of the mystery to say more - exposes him to the charge of exploitation, a charge most authors are eager to avoid. But, Mr. Block asked, \"How can one write books that don't reflect the universe as it keeps revealing itself to us?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The results vary enormously. Some authors put Sept. 11 at the center of their mysteries; others reflect it only in the details of daily life. Many hurried to tell readers where their characters were that day. Others are still wondering themselves.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "How's this for an upbeat thought? Despite a year of whining about economic gloominess in book publishing, 2002 might be remembered, if one notes such things, as a particularly good year for first fiction. One would have thought the contrary, that in these times of uncertainties, publishers would be betting only on the sure thing, the brand name writers, and that that would rule out taking many risks with debuts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But if there is a No. 1 booster, it probably comes in the form of the outdoor toilets, holes in the ground with box seats and camouflage netting for a bit of privacy. In the beginning of the move north, there were only trenches and bushes. Toilet paper is hoarded by Marines and shared only with best buddies.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I couldn't get into it,\" Mr. Moskowitz said of the novel, confessing that it took several attempts before he finally immersed himself in its rhythms years later. A Mossman quotation that opens the film states, \"This dream is my fiction entirely,\" and \"Stone Reader\" is Mr. Moskowitz's dream entirely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In a $14.5 million renovation, workers are now turning the building's entire ground floor into the showplace this collection has never had. The facade will be dominated by large glass panels, each bearing the etched image of a document or author from the collection.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Freedman, the ALA president, said libraries' funding problems stem from a lack of political clout. At its annual meeting in January in Philadelphia, the ALA will launch a campaign to raise funds and awareness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With a huge diamond and a band of gold securely on the left hand, the final phase begins. Working around her salon appointments and her husbands business schedule, she manages to conceive. This is when all her training is called into play.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Clark acknowledges that the hardest thing was probably 'trying to give parity to new writers who show real promise, and more experienced writers who have already fulfilled a certain amount of theirs'. This could cut both ways. Rachel Cusk got on as much for her track record as for her latest novel, which was not greatly admired. Giles Foden conversely suffered from having produced a couple of books, Ladysmith and Zanzibar, that didn't live up to his debut.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Nobody's asking me to volunteer for any committees or anything,\" Kollman said. \"I just read and come when I feel like it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Being a bitch entails raising my children to be strong people who have a solid sense of personal and social responsibility, who are not afraid to stand up for what they believe in and who love and respect themselves for the beautiful beings they are. Being a bitch means that I am free to be the wonderful creature that I am, with all my own intricacies, contradictions, quirks and beauty.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The rare-book collection is home to more than 800,000 volumes. It contains the personal libraries of Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Woodrow Wilson, and first editions of contemporary \"authors\" such as Andy Warhol and Madonna. It is also home to the remnants of the private library of Adolf Hitler, a man better known for burning books than for collecting them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Robert McLiam Wilson, 38: next novel - after a long gap - will be published this year. His previous, Eureka Street, evokes Belfast lives that are stranger and more various than the media allows", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I recently added the lyrics to the song \"Bitch\" by Meredith Brooks to the Poetry page of the site. If I could have a theme song that wouldn't slow the website down to a crawl, \"Bitch\" would be it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The monthly, whose paid circulation is a modest 10,000, was founded in 1912 by Harriet Monroe, a former art critic for the Chicago Tribune, and its storied past includes running the first major works of Carl Sandburg, T. S. Eliot and Wallace Stevens, as well as important efforts by Robert Frost, Ezra Pound and William Carlos Williams. It has flirted with poverty, frequently having less than $100 in its till, but it has never missed an issue, and thus is believed to be the oldest continuously published literary publication.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "5. MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA, by Arthur Golden (Vintage, $14.95, 0679781587) \"Book groups will enjoy discussing the gender issues, including that the author is a man and an American and the story is told in the voice of a famous geisha. Golden convincingly portrays this exotic, mysterious side of 20th century Japan.\" --Margie Skinner, Book House of Stuyvesant Plaza, Albany, NY", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"They're in the very top tier in the United States, which means they're top-tier internationally as well,\" said Barbara Shailor, director of the Houghton Library at Yale. \"They don't specialize the way the Morgan Library or the Getty Museum do. They're strong overall. They excel in so many ways.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Bookmobile Reinvented Va. Start-Up Booksfree.com Delivers Dime Novels, Adjusted for Inflation", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There's nothing to compare to it,\" Zacher said of his hour-long interview. \"It's the premier opportunity for an author.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Friedrich put a great deal of time into developing the pairs second book, which is about a girl named \"Girl\" who begins a job at a dot-com. Any deals for that book will now be cut by Ms. Gluck.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The canon of Hitler historiography declares that Hitler flirted with occultism in the early 1920s, and that he recruited some of his closest ideological lieutenantsRudolf Hess, Martin Bormann, Alfred Rosenberg, and Heinrich Himmlerfrom the Thule Society and similar Nordic cults. \"When I first knew Adolf Hitler in Munich, in 1921 and 1922, he was in touch with a circle that believed firmly in the portents of the stars,\" Karl Wiegand, a former Hitler associate, recalled in an article for Cosmopolitan in 1939.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Yes, it does seem to have a couple of extra zeroes at the end of the number,\" said Billy Collins, the U. S. poet laureate, who attended the dinner. \"It is probably an unprecedented gift to a literary publication. It's a wonderful and good thing, unambiguously good, that Mrs. Lilly has done.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Friedman wasn't the only one who liked the cover a lot. The editors of Pages magazine named the cover the best of the year. \"It's hard to top a chaps-wearing, gun-toting, mask-sporting baby in a cowboy hat,\" the editors commented. \"It's just an excellent image that conveys the kind of whimsical, in-your-face, politically incorrect humor of the book,\" says Pages editor John Hogan. \"We didn't conduct a big official vote, but it was unanimous.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Library patron Dennis Hunter, 46, who lives outside of Erie, said that if libraries cut back, he can still get onto the Internet. \"But a lot of people just don't have the resources to make do,\" he said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This selectivity has not confined curators within any discernible boundaries of style, theme or subject matter. The variety of their tastes, along with the depth of their pockets, is evident in the names written on the sides of blue and beige storage boxes that line the archive's corridors.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Zacher's book sold out after his \"Booknotes\" appearance. So did \"Carnegie,\" a biography by Peter Krass that was aired Nov. 24.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The trade group had more adult hardcover best sellers in 2002, including books by Tom Brokaw, Anna Quindlen and Maya Angelou, than any other Random House division. But its recent lists have lacked the prolific best-selling novelists that are vital to the book divisions of large media conglomerates like Bertelsmann, which owns Random House, AOL Time Warner and Viacom, which owns Simon & Schuster. Random House no longer has a James Michener or Robert Ludlum to pour cash into its coffers consistently and help smooth out the inevitable peaks and valleys of publishing new authors.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Tom Clancy, Stephen King, Mary Higgins Clark and Sue Grafton, usually among the most bankable of best-selling writers, sold far fewer copies of their books than expected this past year. The disappointing sales numbers, possibly the result of too many books from the same authors or the book-buying public's changing tastes, contributed to a dismal holiday season for book retailers, particularly chain stores like Barnes & Noble and Borders.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Some critics have called his work Orwell-lite, but, in truth, Dunn's relevance is due as much to timing as anything else. He did want to write a piece about censorship, civil liberties and freedom of expression. But it is probably the fact that the hardcover edition came out at about the same time as the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center that is creating the attention.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Yet, believe it or not, there are reviewers who just throw away such a head start. In the States, one such has just come to grief. In the New York Times Book Review, a professor of creative writing, Beverly Lowry, reviewed a book by one of the people involved in the Whitewater affair, The Woman Who Wouldn't Talk by Susan McDougal. An Arkansas newspaper columnist, Gene Lyons, soon spotted that Lowry's review contained a basic error about whether or not the author eventually testified in court (she did).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When not keeping company with the intrepid Thursday Next, Fforde enjoys piloting a 1937 DeHavilland biplane over the Welsh countryside. It's a hobby his father would appreciate. During World War II, in the battle against the Japanese, John Fforde also was a pilot, flying Royal Air Force bombers into Burma.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In Chandler's mysteries, the law, like the language, also seems dated. The cops and prosecutors are never as smart as Marlowe, and they resent him for it. Their real function is to banter with the wily hero-detective and create obstacles through their clumsy literal-mindedness for him to surmount. But in the end, they're always shown up by Chandler's clever, rule-breaking protagonist. The cause of justice would be better served in Chandler's world if the state's bumbling law enforcement apparatus could just stay out of the way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Fiedler, however, doesn't smite the director's restlessness. In rural Maine, Mr. Moskowitz finds John Seelye, whose review spurred him to buy the book. After a lively, encouraging conversation about books, Mr. Seelye acknowledges that he has no idea of Mr. Mossman's whereabouts. On the subject of Mr. Moskowitz's search, Mr. Seelye sounds an ominous, discouraging chord, \"He might just turn on his heel and walk away.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sometimes writing along the side of a page is recognizably in Hitler's jagged cursive hand. For the most part, though, the marginalia are restricted to simple markings whose common \"authorship\" is suggested by an intense vertical line in the margin and double or triple underlining in the text, always in pencil; I found such markings repeatedly both in the Library of Congress collection and in a cache of eighty Hitler books at Brown University. Hitler's handwritten speeches, preserved in the Federal German Archives, show an identical pattern of markings. In one anti-Semitic rant Hitler drew three lines under the words Klassenkampf (\"class struggle\"), Weltherrschaft (\"world domination\"), and Der Jude als Diktator (\"the Jew as dictator\"); one can almost hear his fevered tones.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The visitor's three roses are thought to honour Poe, his mother-in-law Maria Clemm, and his wife Virginia, all of whom are buried in the graveyard. The significance of the cognac is a mystery.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "HC: Your new book, Cold Pursuit, is set in San Diego, a first for you. Why the move away from Orange County? Can you tell us a little about the story?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And you find writers. Novelist Louis B. Jones (\"California's Over\") has been here eight years. \"Our little house in Mill Valley purchased a lot of comfort up here,\" Jones said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But today Jasper is the Fforde sibling basking in the spotlight. He's author of a best-selling novel, \"The Eyre Affair,\" and now a sequel, \"Lost in a Good Book\" (Viking, $24.95), expected to be equally successful.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There's no question we're seeing a softness at retail, which is impacting sales on the brand-name authors,\" said Jack Romanos, president and chief operating officer of Simon & Schuster, the publisher of Ms. Clark and, under its Scribner imprint, Mr. King. \"But we won't really know how well these books have done until they're published in paperback a year from now. We won't make up the hardcover dollars, but ultimately readers will come to them.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This time, however, he has been seizing power in the open. In the past week John Markoff of The Times, followed by Robert O'Harrow of The Washington Post, have revealed the extent of Poindexter's operation, but editorialists have not grasped its undermining of the Freedom of Information Act.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Nonetheless, the steep sales decline could have a long-term impact on future author advances. \"I am more nervous about paying large sums,\" Ms. Kennedy said, because \"a sense of solid trending\" is more difficult to achieve today than several years ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On this particular Friday (April 20, 2001, Adolf Hitler's 112th birthday) the rare-book reading room of the Library of Congressa high-ceilinged space elegantly appointed with brass lamps, heavy wooden tables, and thick carpethummed with subdued activity. At one table a heavy-set woman in a bright paisley blouse wore white gauze gloves to leaf through a fragile tome titled Histoire Aronautique, a collection of quaint eighteenth-century lithographs depicting aeronauts in powdered wigs transported aloft by fanciful pneumatic contraptions. A smartly dressed black woman with cropped hair and large hoop earrings studied a book on slavery in Barbados. Across from her a stocky man with a laptop clattered away as he typed extracts from a book cradled in a velvet-lined wooden stand. At another table a young man in a suit stared into an oversized volume of black-and-white photographs of graphic sexleather, chains, sprawled limbswith SEX embossed on the silver-metal cover.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"A home run!\" he cried into the phone. \"You don't mean it. Fabulous! That's what tenacity brings.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Wachtel says she knew she was onto a winner with Mystic River just as soon as \"other agents and editors started calling me to have galleys sent over.\" The early buzz on the book built to a crescendo once Mystic River was chosen as a Book Sense 76 #1 pick. \"The stars just lined up,\" she adds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "John Metcalfe came out on top at the boot camp. His \"Gallogophasia\" (the gratuitous insertion of French words into general conversation) was the favorite among his classmates and earned the 23-year-old editorial intern a copy of the SOED.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But the most intriguing topic in the book is ghostwriting. Bain's first major success, \"Coffee, Tea, or Me?\" (1967), presented the comical amatory adventures of two stewardesses who appeared in public as the authors, Trudy Baker and Rachel Jones. Three sequels followed, plus similar faux first-person accounts of nurses, office temps, teachers, and actresses, always with attractive young women recruited to front the books for publicity purposes. Bain also wrote the autobiography of actress Veronica Lake, crime fiction signed by the actor David Toma and the ex-cops Nick Vasile and Mike Lundy, and the \"Murder, She Wrote\" novels in ostensible collaboration with \"Jessica Fletcher,\" the fictional character played on television by Angela Lansbury.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Although the State Department plans to distribute the 60-page booklet of 15 essays free at American embassies worldwide in the next few weeks, one country has already banned the anthology: the United States. The Smith-Mundt Act of 1948, renewed when the United States Information Agency became part of the State Department three years ago, bars the domestic dissemination of official American information aimed at foreign audiences.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Such a sum would vault the association into the forefront of vaguely similar, arts-related non-profits. By comparison, the total assets of New York's John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation are $219 million.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In \"Fat Ollie's Book,\" the trade center attacks are mentioned only briefly, as a factor keeping the whole nation on edge. But there are many mentions of anthrax, long lines at airports, and people suddenly dressing in patriotic red, white and blue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "These events are held in private homes, and they're similar to Literary Salons. Since so many of our cyber members and friends aren't able to attend these intimate evenings, I thought it would be fun to have a \"visiting\" author each month interviewed by another \"visiting\" author. This month we feature T. Jefferson Parker interviewed by Harlan Coben.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No luck. But he found his calling when he ushered at a Manhattan movie house.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* The number of bestsellers sold had increased dramatically in 25 years. For example, in 1975, the big bestseller Ragtime by E. L. Doctorow sold 232,000 copies while in 2000, The Brethren by John Grisham sold nearly 2.9 million copies, a twelvefold increase.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"(They)...all sell extremely well, often much better than chick lit, but they don't get nearly so much coverage... Most of the authors would be over 50 but are extremely commercially successful, earning substantial salaries.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The founder of the Texas library, Harry Huntt Ransom, was a dominant figure at the University of Texas for several decades before his death in 1976. During the 1950's he set out to create what he called \"a center of cultural compass, a research center to be the Bibliothque Nationale of the only state in the Union that started out as an independent nation.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The fresh-faced young man sat at a table at last fall's Northwest Bookfest in Seattle, sometimes outfitted in costume as a storyteller of yore, but not altogether pleased with the number of buyers for his self-published fantasy novel. Eighteen-year-old Christopher Paolini of Paradise Valley, Mont., had been on the road hawking his book for most of the year and was used to far more buyer interest, sometimes approaching sales of 100 copies in a single day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I wrote a relevant novel by accident,\" says Dunn, who isn't the least bit disappointed when people point out the similarities to Orwell's \"1984\" in his \"Ella Minnow Pea.\" \"Orwell may have influenced me. But I wanted something that might appeal to a younger audience.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The young author, who recently turned 19, has now learned far more than just to sound like a big-time author. He has learned about the draining grind of book promotion, with more than 70 appearances around the country during 2002, from elementary schools to bookstores. And he has also learned the power of persistence, to keep slogging away through good times and bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Barry has already started thinking about whom he would like to play the lead. \"Maybe Sandra Bullock,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He also did not want his new mystery to look like a mystery, and he didn't want the cover to depict some meaningless detail from one scene. \"If the girlfriend is wearing red boots in one scene, they'll put red boots on the cover and nobody knows what the hell it means.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mantel was 'delighted' to discover Ben Rice, Dan Rhodes and Monica Ali, 'whose big book came in quite late. It's not entirely without problems, but she has a wonderful commitment to narrative and to bringing us news of a world, a mindset. I hadn't read Sarah Waters before, but Fingersmith stood out. I don't think I've enjoyed a book for years in the way I did that - the feeling that you're in safe hands and can give yourself up to it. I read it as if I were a child.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The Ketchup Song (Hey Hah)\" has already topped the charts in 18 countries. A ring tone is available for mobile phones. A parody of the song that mocks Chancellor Gerhard Schrder for raising taxes has raced to the top of the charts in Germany.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Think of Martin Cruz Smith's Gorky Park, in which Renko exposes us to the dying days of the Cold War in a much more telling way than vast numbers of magazine or newspaper articles could do. Similarly, Alexander McCall Smith, who lives in Edinburgh and writes in Vancouver, sets his Precious Ramotswe novels in Botswana because he wants to show that this is one African country that, despite AIDS, has had a fairly stable and peaceful history since independence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Laguna Heat, written on evenings and weekends while he worked as a journalist, was published to rave reviews and made into an HBO movie starring Harry Hamlin, Jason Robards and Rip Torn. The paperback made the New York Times Bestseller list in 1986. Nine other novels have followed, including the Edgar Award-winning Silent Joe and his most recent book, Black Water (2002). In April 2003, his eleventh book, Cold Pursuit, will be published. Booklist has called it \"another wonderful mystery from one of the very best.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I just carried on in my own sweet way. Which I think was a great help, because I realized I could just write whatever I wanted. There were no limits.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "yet. It is called NationStates, a free Web-based game that allows anyone to build and run their own virtual country.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The search engine Lycos, which produces a top 50 list of its most popular searches, is already exploring potential commercial opportunities. \"There is a lot of interest from marketing people,\" said Aaron Schatz, who writes a daily column on trends for Lycos. \"They want to see if their product is appearing. What is the next big thing?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "- Tom Valeo is a writer who lives in Chicago. His e-mail address is tvaleo@aol.com.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That night the million-dollar question on the game show \"Who Wants to Be a Millionaire\" had been, \"What was Carol Brady's maiden name?\" Seconds after the show's host, Regis Philbin, posed the question, thousands flocked to Google to search for the answer (Tyler), producing four spikes as the show was broadcast successively in each time zone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I said, \"Well, as long as they've let me in the club, I'll try another.\" The dark tone and childhood cancer subplot of my second novel, \"Blood Test,\" seemed to preclude fat sales. It, too, became a best seller.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"To me, it's magic,\" said Jeff Jerome, curator of the Poe House and Museum, who spent the night tucked inside a former Presbyterian church nearby with a small group of Poe enthusiasts he invited to watch the ritual. \"It would be very easy to step out from our hiding place and expose him, but no one wants to ruin this mystery.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I knew how it was going to end, obviously,\" says Dunn, \"But as I wrote it, it got harder and harder. It was a mental challenge beyond the story itself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A sense of place has been integral to crime fiction since at least the days of Edgar Allan Poe's The Murders in the Rue Morgue or Wilkie Collins's Woman in White 150 years ago. All of the best crime novels are built like three-legged stools: character, story and place. Strip away one of these and either the book totters to a conclusion or the reader falls off long before the murder is solved and finds something more absorbing to read.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Professional ethics forced me to imagine, and that made me a better writer. The reading public has been very kind to me. I'm thrilled but puzzled because my tastes are not commercial: movies I admire usually bomb, the music I listen to rarely makes the charts. No complaints; this beats honest labor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "After hanging up, Mr. Staley begged indulgence to say no more, since \"it still might not come off.\" He is reportedly pursuing a collection of portraits of British writers. A couple of days later he was scheduled to visit the New York studio of the photographer Richard Avedon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The reviews were terrific, and a couple said very kind things about the translation itself, which is unusual,\" Emmerich says. \"So after that I started getting requests from publishers. One such request was Banana Yoshimoto's Asleep, which was published in 2000.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "TRAVERSE CITY, Mich., Sept. 23 /PRNewswire/ -- Eighty-one percent of Americans feel they should write a book, according to a survey of 1,006 adult Americans commissioned by Jenkins Group, Inc., a Michigan publishing services firm, which sponsors the annual Independent Publisher Book Awards and issues the monthly online magazine Independent Publisher. \"Of course, most people will never get around to committing their thoughts to paper -- let alone get them published -- but it's astonishing how many people feel they have a story to tell,\" said Jenkins Group Chairman and CEO Jerrold Jenkins.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Students who are not urged to \"touch books\" often don't realize how much information is not on the Internet. According to Block, only about 15 percent of all information -- books, periodicals, government documents -- is found there. The full texts of articles from most academic journals, for example, are not online nor are most current books. Because of copyright laws, a lot of information may never make it to the Net, Block says, which is why she and other librarians worry about lawmakers who slash library budgets or propose eliminating libraries altogether, saying, \"Why do we need them? Everything's on the Internet.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Addressing a hotly debated topic in America today, author Len Williams has taken his astounding real-life story and turned it into the new legal thriller Justice Deferred (Welcome Rain, $26.95), a book that considers the nation's \"three-strikes\" laws. These laws, which have often received much public support, can in some 20 states put even nonviolent criminal offenders behind bars for life after committing only three minor offenses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It's literary. Nevada County voters, no fonder of tax increases than people in any other struggling rural community, overwhelmingly voted to triple the library budget five years ago. The local paper has a literary page. There are book fairs, classical music festivals and literary festivals. Fisk, along with bookstore owner Eric Tomb, hosts a radio show called \"BookTown\" on Monday afternoons on KVMR, a mountain version of Berkeley's KPFA.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The capitalization of things seems to place an inordinate, almost private emphasis on something,\" he said, turning it into a Kleenex or a Frigidaire. \"The Internet, at least philosophically, should not be owned by anyone,\" he said, calling it \"part of the neural universe of life.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Transporting the reader to a particular place is essential, argues Margaret Cannon, crime-fiction columnist for The Globe and Mail. There are two ways of doing this, in her opinion. Either you can have an imaginary set of stock places, as Agatha Christie did in the manor house or the vicarage where she set her whodunits, or you can describe a room or landscape or a city so superbly that it becomes transformed into a place of mystery and suspense.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The land grab in Harlem that I had in mind was not the issue,\" she said. \"At that point, it was possible the entire real estate market would collapse.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I created a gay homicide detective because I wanted to avoid clichs, and a gay officer was a revolutionary concept. But Milo Sturgis's homosexuality would not be glossed over. Being an outsider in a paramilitary organization that one Los Angeles police detective had described to me as \"devoted to destroying the individual\" would provide great dramatic tension. Milo was created out of whole cloth, as are all the characters in my novels.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Barry says he is surprised by the response the site has received. He adds that the game has served as a sounding board for many different ideas. \"I am a big believer in free speech,\" Barry mentions. \"That this has developed into a forum for something political is great.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"This is not a show done for intellectuals,\" the Hoosier native said. \"A lot of people thought it was in the beginning. They started to hear me ask some very basic questions, and they'd say: 'Oh, my goodness, why is he asking those stupid questions?' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "nfortunately, Hitler never inventoried his books, and the only detailed accounting of his libraries comes courtesy of the former United Press correspondent Frederick Oechsner, who met Hitler repeatedly and was evidently able to acquaint himself intimately with the Fhrer's book collections. \"I found that his personal library, which is divided between his residence in the Chancellery in Berlin and his country home on the Obersalzberg at Berchtesgaden, contains roughly 16,300 books,\" Oechsner wrote in his best-selling book This Is the Enemy (1942).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jenkins Group, Inc. was founded in 1988 as a provider of services to independent, university and small press book publishers. Based in Traverse City, Mich., the company serves individual and corporate clients internationally with a full range of custom book publishing and packaging services, consulting services and marketing services to the specialty, non-traditional book market. For more information go to http://www.bookpublishing.com .", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By day I treated thousands of children afflicted by tragedy, deformity, disease. Rather than finding all of this depressing, I got hooked on adrenaline and was buoyed by what I learned about the resilience of the human spirit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"When you get like this, it gives Marines time to think about stuff,\" said Staff Sgt. Brad Faulkner, 25, of Glasgow, Ky. \"Right now we're here because the freakin' Army needs to catch up and be resupplied.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The Ransom Center's labyrinthine stacks hide five million photographs, one million rare books, 60,000 works of art and a vast show-business archive. The collection includes touchstones of the modern age ranging from the first book printed in English", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Maryland's Cooperman engaged a group of summer school students in a similar discussion earlier this month. The course was titled \"History of the Jews I\" and covered the period from the Bible through the Middle Ages.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The primary force of this book comes from Teddy's grief and his anguished memories of World War II, when he helped liberate inmates at Dachau. (Mr. Lehane can be elegantly succinct: \"Charm had never come easily to Teddy. After the war, it had come harder still. After Dolores, not at all.\")", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That was 1971. My first novel, \"When the Bough Breaks,\" was published in 1985.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In \"The Christmas Train,\" a journalist travels by rail from Washington to Los Angeles and runs into various characters and a blizzard. Publishers Weekly notes that Baldacci \"gets a bit preachy about the advantages of train travel and the lessons of Christmas.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So Davis is a procrastinator. So what? Professors are used to that. But six hours? That's a whole new kind of extreme.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Granted, they wrote in different styles and with varying degrees of success. But there was still something there. Something solid and familiar and identifiable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Movie art on books isn't as aesthetically pleasing to some purists,\" says Carl Lennertz of BookSense, the marketing organization for independent bookstores. \"But it's essential to increased attention, display and accessibility to a much larger potential readership.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Unquestionably the most significant unread volume in the Hitler collection is a 1940 edition of Alfred Rosenberg's The Myth of the Twentieth Century, the Nazi classic that, with more than a million copies in print at the time, was second only to Mein Kampf for the Nazi movement. In the course of its 800 pages Rosenberg delivered the theological framework for a National German Church intended to subsume \"the best of the protestant and catholic churches\" and eliminate the \"Jew-infested Old Testament.\" Denouncing the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John as a \"counterfeit of the great image of Christ,\" Rosenberg envisioned a \"fifth gospel\" depicting Jesus as an Aryan superman\"The powerful preacher and the raging prophet in the temple, the man who inspired, and whom everyone followed, not the sacrificial lamb of the Jewish prophets, not the man on the cross.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Peter Ho Davies, 36: two collections of short stories range across Britain and North America. His first novel, out this year, is set among German pows in North Wales", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Today, Sheldon is working on three projects: a novel, \"Are You Afraid of the Dark?\"; a memoir, \"The Other Side of Me\"; and a collection of short stories, \"Sidney Sheldon's Miracles and Other Mysteries.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Worte Christi was so fragile that when the attendant brought it to me, he placed it on a red-velvet pad in a wooden reading stand, a beautifully finished oak contraption with two supports that could be adjusted with small brass pegs to fit the dimensions of the book. No more than a foot wide and eighteen inches long, the stand had a sacred air, as if it belonged on an altar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I write for my reader. I have four unpublished books sitting in a dresser drawer. I wrote the books for myself, wasn't able to get them published, and found the whole experience to be flat. For me, writing is all about connecting, communicating, entertaining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Political awareness can overcome \"Total Information Awareness,\" the combined force of commercial and government snooping. In a similar overreach, Attorney General Ashcroft tried his Terrorism Information and Prevention System (TIPS), but public outrage at the use of gossips and postal workers as snoops caused the House to shoot it down. The Senate should now do the same to this other exploitation of fear.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "TJP: True story: my mother told me that she and dad put the T. there because it would look good on the president's door. But they got a mystery writer instead of a statesman.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Almost constant email traffic helped to streamline their six meetings, which, according to Jack, 'sometimes followed a pattern of quite refined discussion, using words like interiority and plot strategy. At other times it was just: \"I couldn't stand it\".' Mantel was impressed that none of the judges seemed to be pushing a line. 'When it was all over, I realised we all had unpredictable tastes. I couldn't now pick up a book and say: \"Alex Clark will like this\".'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Bain writes, \"I'm often asked when talking to groups about my career: 'How can you stand to see someone else's name on a book that you've written?'\" He finds it easy to answer: He makes a good living writing for others, and he takes pride in doing the best work he can on every project. Most professional writers would agree. Writing is such a hard way to make a living, it's tough to blame the ghostwriter for going where the money is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Membership has grown steadily, from word of mouth and online advertising. One recent afternoon, part-time worker Carlos Luna, who is working toward a PhD in computer science at George Mason University, pushed a tray cart around the warehouse, filling orders placed online by customers from Maine to Texas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He married in 1986 and moved to London, where his wife worked as a civil servant and Ian worked his way up in the well-known magazine Hi-Fi Review. Ian continued to write in his spare time, shuffling through the various genres like a deck of cards. He moved to France for a while but has since moved back to Edinburgh. He eventually worked his way back to the Rebus character, and has now produced over ten in the series.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Winegardner's books include the baseball novel \"Prophet of the Sandlots\" and \"Crooked River Burning,\" a class-conscious story set in Cleveland. Like Puzo, he has a knack for writing about crime. Unlike Puzo, he's not Italian.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Dirt Music by Tim Winton (Scribner). A lucid portrayal of three very different characters as they journey to the Australian wilderness to escape and atone for their pasts. In his seventh novel, Winton, one of Australia's preeminent writers, has created a vivid and powerful evocation of climate and landscape, along with a garrulous chorus of supporting characters.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The benefits to the publisher are obvious, Milliot says. \"There is no new advance. You're paying royalties, but you don't mind doing that. Promotions are already in place.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best First Novel: OPEN SEASON, by C. J. Box (Putnam)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Which of the Following Types of Books Do You Think You Have In You? (Some respondents chose more than one option)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Every novel creates a universe, a place where certain kinds of things happen, certain rules apply. There are no drive-by shootings in the academic New York mysteries of Amanda Cross. The streetwise N. Y. P. D. detectives in Ed Dee's procedurals never call their mothers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "On the plus side, there are some unexpected discoveries. Monica Ali's Brick Lane won't be published until the middle of the year, but this story of the Bangladeshi immigrant experience 'sailed through,' according to McCrum. Adam Thirlwell was born in 1978, and he too is yet to be published (his novel, Politics, has been bought by Jonathan Cape). 'He was a late entrant,' says Jack, 'his agent wrote to me saying he was a cross between Milan Kundera and Woody Allen, which made me really not want to read him.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Even the bad guys he writes about are social critics. In Shame the Devil, published in 2000, a psychopath named Frank Farrow ends up working as a dishwasher in a resort on Maryland's Eastern Shore, where D. C. professionals go for a \"refreshing\" getaway weekend. Farrow \"took the last dinner plate from a gray bus tray and used an icing wand to scrape what was left of a rich man's lunch\" into a trash can, and considered the clientele:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "AND THE FILMS OF JACK WEBB, by Michael J. Hayde (Cumberland House); and WHO WAS THAT LADY? CRAIG RICE: THE QUEEN OF SCREWBALL MYSTERY, by Jeffrey Marks (Delphi Books)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "perfect woman has already decided trophies are of greater value than intellectual discussions. Matches of this sort satisfy the wants of both parties, even if they fail to meet their emotional needs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In his 10th book, Hell to Pay, Pelecanos pulls together a taut story driven by two cops-turned-private detectives. Derek Strange is a black man in his 50s, wrestling with the city's demons as well as his own, while Terry Quinn is a white man in his 30s with a propensity for violence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I don't know what I like,\" Friedman says. \"Some people can look at something and instantly say it sucks, but I can't.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Two items will be on permanent display: a Gutenberg Bible, one of five in the United States, and the world's first photograph, which was printed on a pewter plate by the French inventor Joseph Nicphore Nipce around 1826. Mr. Staley called them the \"vestal virgins\" of this collection because they mark the beginning of two shattering cultural revolutions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"We couldn't handle things any longer on our own, then Knopf came to us, so it was a case of perfect timing,\" Paolini said. \"It's incredible to me, very, very exciting. I think it's wonderful that so many more people will be able to read 'Eragon.' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "For years the Ransom Center has been housed in an ugly, forbidding hulk of a building on the university campus. It has no display space of its own and has been forced to show what it could at other museums.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The trouble was Christina Foyle, who hated any signs of modernity. She refused to allow computers or electronic tills, and spent no money on refurbishments. Her attitude to staff was autocratic: once she fired 40 women for \"talking too loudly\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, Chuck Barris' account of his schizophrenic life as a TV game-show host and CIA hit man, was out of print until this month, when 75,000 copies of the movie tie-in edition were released with actor Sam Rockwell on the cover. The movie opens Dec. 31 in Los Angeles and New York and Jan. 17 nationwide.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Some of the interest in the young man's novel was, no doubt, generated by the huge popularity of \"Harry Potter\" and \"The Lord of the Rings\" and their film versions. Paolini's publicity flier attempts to make that connection on its cover: \"After 'Harry Potter' and 'Lord of the Rings,' read 'Eragon.'\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He seems undaunted by the responsibility of cultural ambassadorship, and concedes that translation is a kind of hyper-nuanced literary criticism. \"Ultimately translators have to rely on their own instincts,\" he says. \"We try to create feelings and scenes in one language that approximate as closely as possible the feelings and scenes we live as we read the book we are translating. Rhythm is very important. The rhythms of language. Getting things to connect.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Barbecue used to be a regional delicacy, a Southern thang. Now it belongs to all of America and you can find really good 'cue just about anywhere. Even Gaithersburg.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Since 1985 I've published 18 novels, including 16 Delaware books, translated into a couple dozen languages. I'm not frustrated by writing a series. Alex Delaware is a terrific vehicle for telling a certain type of story, one that explores the unpredictability of human nature. A series imposes limits, and I do my best to test them. Delaware and Sturgis go through life changes, including the aging process, though their maturation occurs in mercifully slow time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Once a nation is established, players will be presented with various issues, ranging from allowing Nazi protestors to march to feeding the hungry. Users can take stances on issues or ignore them all together.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "This store has about 75,000 volumes and prides itself on special orders. It also features an entire floor of children's books called the Children's Cellar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Others, like Harlan Coben (\"No Second Chance\") and Jonathan Kellerman (\"A Cold Heart\"), whose new books arrive later this month, are much more insightful, sensitive and mild. \"Bear with me,\" remarks Mr. Kellerman's Dr. Alex Delaware, a psychologist, with his typical patience. \"I need to get some context.\" Then there is Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch (back in \"Lost Light\"), who has never unearthed an injustice that didn't make him moody.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I'm used to having people say nice things,\" he said. \"We're scholars, not wrestlers. But this time I was struck by the number of people who were saying the equivalent of, `Right on!' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Live From the Battlefield. From Vietnam to Baghdad: 35 Years in the World's War Zones (1994)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I reviewed the table of contents\"Belief and Prayer,\" \"God and the Kingdom of God,\" \"Priests and Their Religious Practices,\" \"The World and Its People\"and skimmed the introduction; then I scanned the book for marginalia that might suggest a close study of the text. A white-silk bookmark, preserved in its original perfection between pages 22 and 23 (only the portion exposed to the air had deteriorated), lay across a description of the Last Supper as related by Saint John. A series of pages that followed contained only a single aphorism each: \"Believe in God\" (page 31), \"Have no fear, just believe\" (page 52), \"If you believe, anything is possible\" (page 53), and so on, all the way to page 95, which offers the solemn wisdom \"Many are called but few are chosen.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The sentence not only caught Hitler's attentionbeneath it is a thick line, and beside it in the margin are three parallel pencil marksbut was echoed two years later in one of his monologues. \"Mind and soul ultimately return to the collective being of the world,\" Hitler told some guests in December of 1941. \"If there is a God, then he gives us not only life but also consciousness and awareness. If I live my life according to my God-given insights, then I cannot go wrong, and even if I do, I know I have acted in good faith.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Clark suggests that the notion of a generation of authors is antithetical to the individual quality of novel-writing. In the end, the judges weren't looking for anything much beyond pleasure. 'An affection for the reader,' says McCrum. 'After all the discussion about what it said about the condition of England,' says Jack, 'we would ask, \"If you weren't a judge, would you want to carry on?\" So, the giving of pleasure.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It reminds me of my father, a New York businessman, not being too impressed by my poetry writing. Then I got a $25,000 grant from the NEA (National Endowment for the Arts), and he started taking poetry seriously.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Before any feminists stab themselves in the heart with a stiffened underwire, Hanauer, 39, makes it clear that this is not a variation on The Surrendered Wife or a man-trapping manual like The Rules. Rather, the writer, editor and mother of two in Northampton, Mass., wanted to explore the reality of modern women, some of whom are trying to juggle kids, careers, housework and husbands. Others are trying to find love amid society's conflicting messages about money, sex and matrimony.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It really helps to be able to dialogue back and forth with the writer about why they wrote a certain scene the way they did, or how they developed a character,\" she said. \"You get a lot of 'ohs' and 'ahs.' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "well ahead of the book's Jan 21. release date. And the roll of virtual nations grows scores almost by the hour. The tally now surpasses 20,700 nations, not counting the 1,500 or so countries that have been deleted due to inactivity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But the notion of a contemporary popular writer cranking out a Christmas story is, Milliot says, \"definitely unusual.\" Can titles like \"Have Yourself a Bodice-Ripping Christmas\" by Nora Roberts or Tom Clancy's \"Nuclear Christmas\" be far behind?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The novels of George P. Pelecanos have been praised as the contemporary equivalents of Chandler's, butat least by modern standardsPelecanos's are better. His territory is the unglamorous, workaday side of metropolitan Washington, D. C. Private detectives and policemen also populate this landscape, along with prosecutors, defense attorneys, and judgesand, of course, criminals, both penny-ante and viciously psychopathic. But the role of the law and its agents is far more complicated in Pelecanos's books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Meikle, at the University of Texas, observes the same phenomenon. His best undergraduates come up with new takes on old subjects as quickly as graduate students did years ago, he says. \"I don't think you can come up with something original unless you have an array of things to look at, and the Internet certainly gives you that,\" he says. \"It isn't collaging, it's building something new.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Chandler was noted for his superb ability to use descriptive scenes from the city to complement the mood of the story, and Rankin's ability to evoke Edinburgh is strongly reminiscent of Chandler's portrayal of Los Angeles. A quote from the Sunday Telegraph notes this: \"Rankin captures like no one else, that strangeness that is Scotland at the end of the twentieth century.\" Rankin spoke on the appropriateness of Edinburgh:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The company is not yet making a profit, although it only needs to sign up 3,000 more subscribers to break even, Bilinski said, and its goal is to reach 100,000 subscribers. With enough money to last through next year, the company's modest goal is \"to grow and be profitable as soon as we can,\" Ross said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The magazine, as our crown jewel, will obviously remain. Perhaps we can pay our authors more [whether you're a Pulitzer Prize winner or unknown undergraduate, it pays $2 a line]. We aim to keep it the premier journal devoted to poetry in the country,\" she said.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But in the collision of worlds that was Sept. 11, 2001, the little universes of New York mystery writers took a punch to the gut. Plots in progress were sent reeling; characters, many of them police officers, had to change. Wedded to the city, local mystery writers had to deal with the day's events professionally no less than personally.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Then there's that peculiar aspect of the book business known as the \"returns policy.\" Books are sold to retailers in a process that resembles consignment. Bookstores pay for the books they order, but they are able to return any unsold books for a full refund (though they usually have to pay shipping). This practice began during the Depression, when publishers wanted to keep selling books in bad economic times, and it continues today despite frequent calls for its abolition.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With this unveiling a fascinating archive of modern life and literature is coming into view 45 years after it was founded. Though its holdings are appraised at more than $1 billion, much of its true value may lie in its ability to inspire the imagination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Some retailers speculate that younger readers are turning elsewhere for commercial fiction. \"We're all old enough to know these writers who've been writing a long time,\" said Daniel Goldin, a trade buyer at Harry Schwartz Booksellers in Milwaukee. \"When I first started in publishing, people like Arthur Hailey were still selling. And then they stopped.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jenkins noted that while some respondents feel they could write more than one type of book, only about a quarter of Americans (27%) say they would write a work of fiction. \"The bulk of prospective authors see themselves writing some form of non-fiction, be it a biography, self-help, do-it-yourself or cookbook.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Make no mistake: as translators go, Emmerich is a hot shot. He didn't seriously study Japanese until he got to college, but by graduation he had translated one of Japan's most revered writers to great acclaim. That's impressive for an English major.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Those frustrations are behind Paolini now. This young author became one of the latest graduates of the difficult world of self-publishing to climb into the major publisher big leagues. World rights to Paolini's \"Eragon\" and its two unwritten sequels were sold recently to the youth division of one of the country's most prestigious houses, Alfred A. Knopf, in a deal reportedly worth more than $500,000.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And execution, of course, ends any chance that a defendant will acknowledge the claims of the morality we seek to enforce. More than three years after my colleagues and I read Chris Thomas's letter, a court in Lake County resentenced him to a hundred years in prison, meaning that, with good behavior, he could be released when he is seventy-one. He wept in court and apologized to the Gasgonia family for what he had done.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Death in Holy Orders by P. D. James -- London, England", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\" 'Honey,' Minnie sobbed, 'we lost Chester last night. Chester's gone and your Uncle Floyd is locked hisself in the men's room, blaspheming the Lord, and he won't come out.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "One of the men Ms. Juska met through the ad asked to see her pages. (In the book, all the men's names, occupations and home cities were changed to protect their identities, which Ms. Juska still refuses to divulge). She recalled: \"After he read what I had written, he said, `There are two things you must do. Get out of that writing group and write it as nonfiction.' He gave me permission just to go.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"I see kids much more able to construct on their own,\" she continues. \"They used to look at us and ask, 'What's our next step?' Now we say, 'Here's the goal, here are our resources, here's our timeline,' and they take off.'\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the last 25 years, corporate consolidation, digital technology and an intensified cult of celebrity have transformed the publishing business, for better and for worse. And while industry observers and casual readers can sense the air of change, there has been scant data and analysis to help us identify the trends. Until now. In 2002, National Arts Journalism Program research fellow Gayle Feldman-a contributing editor at Publishers Weekly and New York correspondent of The Bookseller (London)-undertook a research project and report that systematically compares \"best books\" of the last 25 years with best-selling books of that period. In the overlaps, divergences and trendlines, the story of the publishing industry as it enters the 21st century finally can be told.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And something is lost: For a while there, books by and about Southerners explored -- and expressed -- the deepest extremes of the human heart and soul. Like other canons of great literature -- Irish, Russian -- Southern literature changed the way we look at the world.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Last week,Ms. McLaughlin, 28, and Ms. Kraus, 27, informed their literary agent, Molly Friedrich of the Aaron M. Priest Literary Agency, that they would be signing with William Morris agent Suzanne Gluck. The move comes less than two years after the pair, who have sold 800,000 copies of their book, fired their first agent, Christy Fletcher of Carlisle & Company, for Ms. Friedrich.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Each year, the caliber of writers gets higher and higher,\" said Judi Snyder, library community relations coordinator. \"We're thinking about space for next year.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "One of the most heavily marked books is Magic: History, Theory and Practice (1923), by Ernst Schertel. When I typed the author's name into one Internet search engine, I scored eight hits, including sites on Satanism, eroticism, sadomasochism, and flagellation. When I typed his name into Google, I scored twenty-six hits, including sites on parapsychology, astrology, and diverse sexual practices. According to a Web site for Germany's sadomasochistic community, Schertel wrote numerous books on flagellation and eroticism, and was \"a central figure\" in the German nudist movement of the 1920s and 1930s.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"That person can take that anywhere they want to. You're not prejudicing their answer. You're not forcing them to say, 'No, I don't think he's a great president.' It flows. They're not used to that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "She still had to work out the myriad details about the child living in an isolated, incestuous community who goes missing and why her friends and family are so grudging in their co-operation with the police. They clearly love the missing girl, and want her back, but that loss is pitted against the fear of letting the police know a diabolical secret about their past.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT WE WERE OUT, THEY PULL US BACK IN!!!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In this densely written treatise Riedel established the groundwork for his \"new religion,\" replacing the Trinity of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost with a new tripartite unity, the \"Krper, Geist und Seele\"\"body, mind, and soul.\" Riedel argued that traditionally mankind has recognized five senses, which relate only to the physical aspects of our existence, and that this hinders our ability to perceive the true nature of our relationship to God and the universe. He offered seven additional \"senses\" that every human being possesses, which are related to the subjective perception of the world; among them Riedel included our inherent sense of what is right and wrong, our emotional sense of another person, our sense of self-preservation. On a two-page centerfold he illustrated his theory with a circular diagram in which various concepts\"soul,\" \"space,\" \"reality,\" \"present,\" \"past,\" \"possibility,\" \"transformation,\" \"culture,\" \"afterlife,\" \"humanity,\" \"infinity\"are connected by a spider web of lines. \"The body, mind and soul do not belong to the individual, they belong to the universe,\" the author explained.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "What does this first fiction array prove, other than that perhaps publishers have more nerve than they often lead us to believe? It proves yet again that the best engine to drive a book's sales is not advertising or authors' tours or even reviews, but word of mouth. People will read a book recommended by someone they respect even if they have never heard of the author.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Neil Baldwin, executive director of the National Book Foundation, which sponsors the awards, said Friday he knew Kinsley wasn't keeping up and that he had to be talked out of quitting during the summer. But Baldwin also said he was surprised by Kinsley's remarks because he had seemed so happy about being offered the job. And he noted that the vote for Caro's book by the five-judge nonfiction committee was unanimous.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "There are many different kinds of moms in the world. Some are warm and nurturing, some strict and disciplined. Then there is the Boca mom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "No. 1 Reader in America Harriet Klausner Location: Morrow, Ga. Age: 50 Books per week: 20 Claim to fame: Amazon.com's No. 1 reviewer", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Some other type (cookbook, picture book, etc.) -- 20%", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And now her handsome, single, gay son is the literary toast of the town and finishing his law studies at Yale. On the surface, Haslett's is an enviable life. One might even go so far as saying his has been a life of privilege and opportunity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "So does a certain kind of writer emerge from this process? Or, to put it another way, does it make sense to talk of a generation of writers? At one level, these books have little in common: they are variously set in nineteenth-century London, in Scotland, Australia, Japan and Afghanistan, and they range in tone through comedy, melodrama and introspection.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Moskowitz, who stars in the film, has the go-getter stride of a second baseman; he looks as if he could scramble off the base and make the right play. You'd never guess from looking at him that he could create a loving and lovely filmed ode to obsession.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Strossen, the ACLU president, told PW Daily that the scenario in Williams's book is \"typical of somebody who has been put away by these 'three-strikes' laws... Many of these people have engaged only in properties crimes, and I'm not condoning any crimes...[but] what the public had in mind was putting away violent criminals.\" In Strossen's opinion, these laws exist at least partly because politicians who are tough on crime get votes more easily that those whom the public thinks may be sympathizing with criminals. \"It's easy to have a slogan that Joe Blow is tough on crime,\" she said, \"[but] it takes more explanation to tell people 'Hey, wait a minute, it may sound tough, but this is how it really works.'\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the meantime, Booksfree operates without delusions of grandeur. Everyone doubles as a book bagger, especially on days when 300 orders have to ship. Maryanne Fadul, Booksfree's comptroller, doubles as the company's customer service department. Ross is often recruited to take the afternoon shipment to the post office before it closes at 6 p.m.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But that's not to say that hardcover prices weren't already too expensive in 1975. And while the price for front-list hardcovers has remained relatively static, some of consumers' overall exasperation with the cost of books may derive from very real increases in the prices of paperbacks -- both mass-market \"supermarket\" books and trade paperback editions of backlist titles (books originally published some years ago). These are the majority of books sold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "When students do come across something of interest, they may not be able to detect the author's bias because Web prose, unlike the writing in serious books and journals, often appears with only the slimmest of attribution, if any. This can introduce a certain naivete into their writing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mississippian Donna Tartt, riding a tidal wave of publicity around her second novel, \"The Little Friend,\" doesn't want to be called a Southern writer. \"It's not pleasant to be lumped into a group of black writers or women writers or gay writers,\" she told USA Today. \"Why be part of a group simply because of the circumstances of your birth?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Such assurance is almost mandatory for Emmerich's highly detailed and fundamentally speculative work. When reading something that really excites himwhether it's the lucid cleanliness of Kawabata or the moody dreams of Yoshimoto or something elseEmmerich can't resist starting to translate immediately. He has also been known to exhaust himself in pursuit of a single correct cadence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The publishers aren't cleaning up,\" he says. \"Given the very thin margins they operate on and the cost of doing business, prices are not too high. From the point of view of publishers, they're too low.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's been a year of different buying patterns,\" Ms. Kennedy said. \"They're not the patterns we predicted.\" She pointed to the Penguin Group's success with new books by Jan Karon, Maeve Binchy, Nora Roberts and Patricia Cornwell.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lehane has been so inspired by his experience in writing classes that he's begun teaching them himself, first at Tufts University and later this summer at the Harvard Extension School. \"I had some really good teachers and I try to give back, you know, send the elevator car back down. It's great to see someone who has got the chopsmaybe they're six years, nine years away from publicationand be able to tell them 'stay on the road, you're going to make it.' \" He adds that if anyone comes to one of his classes looking for a how-to on how to write a bestseller, he tries to \"scare them right out the door.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "A similar consideration influenced Alex Garland's omission. His publisher didn't submit any work, and it is rumoured that the author of The Beach is blocked and doesn't expect ever to write another word. Nevertheless, McCrum thinks that he ought to be there: 'Even if he doesn't write again, we're missing a towering talent without him. But it would have meant 20 blank pages in the magazine.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It's unlikely that Ritenbaugh will be hearing happier noises anytime soon: Book buyers now must shell out $20, $30 or even $40 or more for hardcovers that decades ago used to cost less than $10. And the sticker shock is causing many customers not to buy as many books.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Zacher's enthusiasm started years before he was offered a slot on \"Booknotes,\" making him a rarity in the book world. Of the nearly 110,000 non-fiction books published this year, only 50 will be discussed on \"Booknotes.\" Zacher's status is even more unusual because his book, a 329-pager on two-term presidents, was self-published, so he didn't have a public relations machine hawking it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Whether mischievously or incompetently, publishers submitted a number of authors who weren't eligible, three of whom would have been strong contenders. Claire Messud holds three passports, none of them British. Nick Barlay (author of a trilogy of low-life stories told in London demotic) and Andrew Crumey (who holds a PhD in physics and has written four novels) were both disqualified for being too old.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"He'd always had good numbers and devoted fans,\" continues Wachtel, \"but we wanted to keep growing his readership.\" She says that the change booksellers were responding to wasn't just due to marketing, but involved the type of book Lehane was writing: Mystic River was a much more emotionally and psychologically complex tale than the Kenzie/Gennaro crime stories. Lehane had hit his stride and everybody knew it. Commenting on Lehane's decision to abandon the Kensie/Gennaro crime series, Lehane's agent, Ann Rittenberg, says, \"He's always had a distinctive writing style and, and when he told me that he was going to 'alter the face of crime fiction,' I knew he would. He's like a top athlete who because he's in shape can change his game.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Not all star authors suffered drop-offs in their sales numbers: Michael Crichton, James Patterson, Nora Roberts and Janet Evanovich continued their predictable and profitable ways. But the decline of such stalwarts as Mr. Clancy and Ms. Clark could presage a trend that would play havoc with publishers' bottom lines, and even the advances handed out to big-name authors.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The whole structure of the way we use place is actually a big trick to pull the reader into the book,\" McDermid says. \"The more convincing you can make your world, the easier it is for the reader to suspend his or her disbelief about the things they know you are lying about.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* General non-fiction (history, biography, etc.) -- 27%", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As intriguing as the interview was, McWhorter will never be asked to repeat \"Booknotes.\" Nor will Zacker, Murphy, Kondracke or the 700 other authors who have appeared on the program over the years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Langer based his assessment not only on Hitler's repeated references to \"divine providence,\" both in speeches and in private conversations, but also on reports from some of Hitler's most intimate associates that Hitler truly believed he was \"predestined\" for greatness and inspired by \"divine powers.\" After the war Field Marshal Albert Kesselring, one of Hitler's chief military advisers, seemed to confirm the Langer thesis. \"Looking back,\" he said, \"I am inclined to think he was literally obsessed with the idea of some miraculous salvation, that he clung to it like a drowning man to a straw.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Although most everybody still capitalizes World Wide Web, words like \"website,\" and the online journals known as weblogs (or, simply, blogs) are increasingly lowercase. Of course, the Internet's capital I is virtually engraved in stone, since Microsoft Word automatically capitalizes the lowercase \"i\" unless a user overrides its settings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "One publishing-industry source said that Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlins new creative ambitions are one of the byproducts of the critical success of The Nanny Diaries, and that the women now consider themselves literary writers. Since the books publication, the pair have been writing short stories for womens magazines. Susan Kittenplan, the executive editor of Allure, said that she had nothing but warm feelings for the pair, who published a short story in the magazines August issue: \"I had a great experience with them. Particularly for best-seller writers, they were incredibly professional and enthusiastic.\" But another editor who knows them said that \"they obviously were thinking of themselves as doing pieces for The New Yorker more than they were thinking of themselves as writing for Cosmopolitan.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In Justice Deferred, Williams creates Billy Ray Billings, an escaped ex-con who goes to amazing lengths to nail the two cops who use Alabama's third-strike rule to engineer an unjust life sentence. PW Forecasts praised the novel, suggesting \"the combination of dialogue-driven scenes and surprising plot twists is downright addictive.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Booksfree.com has 4,000 members, 93 percent of them women, who pay $6.99 to $14.99 a month to rent from the start-up's online library, which is stocked with 34,000 paperback titles. Its most popular titles are mysteries, romances and action novels.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Writing from a sense of place came naturally to Peter Robinson, the Yorkshire-born, Toronto-based author of the Inspector Banks novels. \"That was one of my interests as a poet,\" he explains, adding that he wrote his PhD thesis at York University on the sense of place in contemporary British poetry. \"I don't know that writers consciously do it,\" he says, pointing out that \"an Agatha Christie could take place in any country,\" while the sense of place in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Hound of the Baskervilles is \"almost like an extra character\" that precipitates the action.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That's not the only proof that book clubs are growing up. If you don't have time to visit a club in person, there are now virtual clubs online. Barnes & Noble last month launched a book-club section on its site (www .barnesandnoble.com), and the Indianapolis-Marion County Public Library operates a Chapter a Day book club in which members receive chapters via email (www.imcpl.org).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "That's still how a lot of book clubs operate, but a growing number are far more sophisticated. Members of the Sophia book club in Indianapolis, for instance, pay dues and elect a board. A few times a year, their discussions include the book's author, and this summer, a handful of members will attend a national conference in Atlanta.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Why, with hundreds of Hitler biographies, had not more scholars visited the Third Reich Collection? It is referenced by none of the leading Hitler biographersnot Alan Bullock, not John Toland, not Joachim Fest. Ian Kershaw, whose recent two-volume Hitler biography has won international acclaim, told me in the summer of 2001 that he visited the collection once, in the early 1990s, but \"decided against any consultation of the volumes in it, and in the event did not refer directly, so far as I recall, to the collection in my biography.\" In retrospect, Kershaw concedes, he should probably have at least mentioned the collection in a footnote.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Career building can be a necessarily slow process. Sally Richardson, publisher of St. Martin's Press, said, \"We will take on first novels that other publishing houses wouldn't, because we are willing to do smaller numbers than many other houses", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Scholars know the Ransom Center as one of the world's pre-eminent research libraries, but until now the public has caught only fleeting glimpses into its rich chambers. That will change in April when the center opens its first galleries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Copyright 2003 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Teddy is increasingly haunted by the allure of his wife, Dolores, who has died but speaks to him in his thoughts as the investigation proceeds. When Teddy learns that the man he blames for Dolores's death may be a Shutter Island inmate, he hears Dolores telling him, \"You've known.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "What makes it all work is the author's storytelling verve and admirably light touch. Whatever else Fforde is up to, he's clearly having a ball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The problem stems from tight state and local budgets. When cuts need to be made, libraries are hard-pressed to compete against, say, fire and police protection.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Canadian Giles Blunt sets his crime novels (Forty Words for Sorrow and his new one, The Delicate Storm) in Algonquin Bay, a fictionalized version of North Bay. Although he was born near Windsor in the southern part of Ontario and spent a couple of decades in New York, North Bay, the town where he lived from ages 10 to 17, is the place -- despite bugs in the summer and frozen nostrils in the winter -- that he calls home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Walking her dog around Hillsborough, Lee Smith is not quite ready to give up on the idea of Southern lit. \"It's more oral,\" she says, \"more speakerly than writerly.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Attorney General Richard Blumenthal said Connecticut does have \"Son-of-Sam laws\" that prohibit inmates from profiting from the crimes. It bans them from earning proceeds from ventures such as books and movie deals. But he said his office would have to review the book to determine whether its contents fall under those guidelines.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In the satirical tale of an \"alternate present,\" practically the entire world is completely capitalistic. Everything is publicly traded. People take their last names for the corporations they work for and the police will only investigate crimes for which they can directly bill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "It seems to me religion is just another one of those life influences that goes into the pot. Childhood experiences, love affairs, dogs gone to heaven, visits to Disneyland and religion are all part of the creative glop that becomes a book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But even women who are 20 years her junior might not feel keen to take off their clothes in front of men they don't know. And Ms. Juska describes her own imperfect body in exacting detail in her book. Was she not at all self-conscious?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"That's a really interesting question,\" he said. \"I was an English major. I'm very sensitive to the nuances of words, and I'm very concerned about the nuances, the feel that words have within the society.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But, he said, dropping the big I would sent a deeper message to the world: The revolution is over, and the Net won. It's part of everyone's life, and as common as air and water (neither of which starts with a capital).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Other influences Fforde cites include darkly comic novels such as \"Catch-22\" and \"Slaughterhouse Five\"; the pioneering science fiction of H. G. Wells and Jules Verne; the classic mysteries of Agatha Christie. But he makes no pretense of being widely read in contemporary fiction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The center also fervently embraces mass culture. Its largest acquisition of recent years was the archive of the film producer David O. Selznick, which filled several tractor trailers. It contains hundreds of thousands of photos and documents, plus artifacts ranging from storyboards for Alfred Hitchcock's \"Spellbound\" based on designs by Salvador Dali to screen tests by Susan Hayward, Lana Turner, Paulette Goddard and Vivien Leigh for the role of Scarlett O'Hara in \"Gone With the Wind.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While Haslett's stories may not fit the Aristotelian definition of comedy, their characters all undergo some kind of transformation, usually through contact with others who, often unwittingly, enable a kind of benedictive catharsis. The teenage boy is finally able to grieve; the suicidal man, whose wife is constantly afraid of leaving him alone for fear of what he'll do, finds solace in the company of the dying boy whose time is also growing short; the shrink reaches a new understanding of his own pain once he accepts the lonely mother's resolve to live with the loss of her son because it is now and forever a part of who she is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Kinky Friedman had no idea what kind of cover he wanted for his latest mystery, Meanwhile Back at the Ranch. He definitely did not want his name to be too big.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"There were Congressional fears of the government propagandizing the American people,\" said George Clack, the State Department editor who produced the anthology. The essays can, however, be read on a government Web site intended for foreigners (", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Strossen said that in some jurisdictions, police have been discovered to be manipulating laws in order to make multiple-felony charges out of one crime. She also mentioned that the resulting \"lifers\" cost taxpayers $30,000 per year per inmate for the rest of their lives, \"tying up resources for education and other programs.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "I'm sure that more than a few Internet message boards and office water coolers are brimming with jokes about the death of Fred Rogers today. However, I'm man enough to admit that it makes me a little sad to see this humanitarian leave us. Mr. Rogers never tried to sell children a new toy or distract them for half an hour with violent, mediocre animation. He spoke to children on an adult level, while imparting to them the importance of treating yourself and others with love and respect. He was a big advocate of introducing children to the arts, and he was also a masterful storyteller who encouraged the use of imagination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "He had expected about 50 responses; he's gotten about 2,000, including contributions from W. S. Merwin, Adrienne Rich and Lawrence Ferlinghetti, whose poem, \"Coda,\" includes the lines \"And America turns the attack on the World Trade Center-Into the beginning of the Third World War.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Sprawling over five buildings, Ames has more than 300,000 used books, including sections on puppetry, heraldry and castles (if they don't have a section for a book, they create one). Hours: 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Monday and Thursday through Saturday, 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Sunday. (530) 273-9261.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"The cases keep coming, Mr. Taylor,\" Harry tells him. \"It's not like in your movies. I wish it was.\" (Harry's detecting skills are better than his grammar.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In college, Lehane learned how to write. \"John Dufresne is one of the great writing teachers,\" he says. \"Dufresne calls fiction 'the lie that tells the truth.' \" Although Lehane doesn't say so, it's clear that, after an extended writing apprenticeship with the Kensie/Gennaro series, it was in Mystic River that he at last fully embraced Dufresne's dictum to tell the truthincluding the traumatic truth of the emotional aftermath of his own difficult youththrough fiction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Welcome to the world of Net thinking, a form of reasoning that characterizes many students who are growing up with the Internet as their primary, and in some cases, sole source of research. Ask teachers and they'll tell you: Among all the influences that shape young thinking skills, computer technology is the biggest one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Ms. Wachtell said, \"The project is in development and were having nothing but a great experience,\" adding that \"its very difficult for anyone, especially two young women, to be thrust into this kind of spotlight very quickly. The scrutiny is difficult for anyone. But weve been having fun.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Snyder attributed the numbers to increased marketing, which included mailing 3,000 BookMania! fliers weeks in advance to hype the event.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Google's following - it is the most widely used search engine -- has given Mr. Rae a worldview from his cubicle. Since October 2001, he has been able to reel off \"anthrax\" in several languages: milzbrand (German), carbonchio (Italian), miltvuur (Dutch), antrax (Spanish). He says he can also tell which countries took their recent elections seriously (Brazil and Germany), because of the frenzy of searches. He notes that the globalization of consumer culture means that the most popular brands are far-flung in origin: Nokia, Sony, BMW, Ferrari, Ikea and Microsoft.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "With much of her wealth turning on Eli Lilly stock, which has had a topsy-turvy year (dropping from the mid-$80s to the mid-$40s, closing Friday at $61.30), one can make only broad estimates of values. Ewbank, citing his client's personal preference, did not engage in estimates, leaving them to the magazine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In part because the facility is not full, incarceration in Tamms costs about two and a half times as much as the approximately twenty thousand dollars a year that is ordinarily spent on an inmate in Illinois, but the facility has a remarkable record of success in reducing disciplinary infractions and assaults. George Welborn, a tall, lean man with a full head of graying hair, a mustache, and dark, thoughtful eyes, was the warden of Tamms when I visited. I talked to him for much of the day, and toward the end asked if he really believed that he could keep Brisbon from killing again. Welborn, who speaks with a southern-Illinois twang, was an assistant warden at Stateville when Brisbon led the inmate uprising there, and he testified against him in the proceedings that resulted in his death sentence. He took his time with my question, but answered, guardedly, \"Yes.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By comparison, Mr. Connelly's \"Lost Light\" and Mr. Woods's \"Dirty Work\" are enjoyable, but much more conventional. Each is part of a series, and each marks the return of the author's signature character. In the case of Mr. Woods (whose book is dedicated to Charlton and Lydia Heston), it is Stone Barrington, lounge lizard extraordinaire. Mr. Woods has become so invested in incorporating Elaine's, the Manhattan restaurant, into his fiction that he gives Elaine herself dialogue and informs us that she has stopped smoking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "If you want to write about a nightclub where drugs are dealt, it is best not to give it the name of an actual club, unless you are willing to risk a lawsuit. Similarly, you can't put a raunchy nightclub in the wrong part of town. Readers who know the area won't believe it and will lose faith in your story. The final level at which a sophisticated crime writer uses setting is to make a particular place universal so that readers can transfer from the page to their own experience. You may not know Paretsky's Chicago, for example, but in reading about it, you are reminded of certain aspects of your own city.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Last August, Grove released his translation of the newest Banana book, Goodbye Tsugumi, a wistful but transformative tale of the burdened relationship between a young woman and her cousin, an invalid \"who had been going through her rebellious teens ever since she was born.\" In a deceptively compact volume, the book furthers Yoshimoto's human insights, and her radiant, searching style.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Jeana Davis, a ninth-grade teacher in Arlington, says students frequently don't see anything wrong with this. \"They'll say, 'I changed the words around.' And I'll say, 'But it's not your original thought.' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Some elements of the online world have already made the transition. Internet often appears with a lowercase I on the Internet itself", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The game, however, received no formal promotion from Barry's publisher, Doubleday. The Web site's launch consisted of merely an e-mail to twenty of Barry's friends. But word quickly spread from there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Staley, the center's director, is part scholar, part librarian and part treasure hunter. He was describing Joyce's literary habits to a visitor one recent morning when a prominent Texas art dealer telephoned. A moment after he picked up the receiver, his face lit up in jubilation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"It's no-frills launches,\" she said. \"Part of it is working the smaller bookstores, with a whole spectrum of genres. Mysteries, women's fiction, historical fiction.\" St. Martin's had 73 best sellers this year, Ms. Richardson said, including \"The Nanny Diaries,\" a first novel by Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus. Clearly Ms. Richardson's not a bad starter for a writer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "The third method is for the celebrity mystery to eschew the slightest hint of a ghostwriter's presence. Great pains were taken to suggest that the earliest successful example of a celebrity mystery novel, Gypsy Rose Lee's \"The G-String Murders\" (1941), was the stripper's own work, though it has long been attributed to Craig Rice. The opera singer Helen Traubel's \"The Metropolitan Opera Murders\" (1951) was actually the work of Harold Q. Masur. Though the television personality and show-business all-rounder Steve Allen had a legitimate track record as a writer, his mystery novels of the 1980s and 1990s were all ghostwritten, first by Walter J. Sheldon and then by Robert Westbrook.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "But the \"signed first edition\" of the Flusfeder novel is different: there's no add-on gimmick here, just the planting of the idea that this is a serious novel that's going to be talked about, bought and reprinted ... and, eventually, be worth something (provided you have a signed first edition). After all, signed first editions of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone go for upwards of 20,000; a mint copy of Fever Pitch will fetch 750; even a first edition of Trainspotting is worth 300. So can a publisher create an instant collectable like this?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "And at risk of scrambling the sensibilities of Scrabble devotees, McKean gets even more subversive: \"You don't have to be in the dictionary to be a word [any more than] you don't have to be a purebred to be a dog.\" It's a particularly antithetical notion coming from one whose employer ambitiously aspires to include every English word in general usage since 1700 (plus any leftovers among the complete works of Shakespeare, Milton and the King James Bible).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "\"Seven years ago, I was writing about the promise of digital resources,\" says Jamie McKenzie, a former school superintendent and library director who now publishes an e-zine on educational technology. \"I have to say I've been disappointed. The quality of information [on the Internet] is below what you find in print, and the Internet has fostered a thinner, less substantial thinking.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "By 1998's \"Murder in the Map Room,\" they were still touting \"a number of unpublished manuscripts to be enjoyed by readers in the years to come.\" (A Booklist reviewer dryly noted that Roosevelt had become \"one of the mystery genre's most prolific dead authors.\") Harrington, ironically, would finally be credited as the author of a Roosevelt book, \"Murder at the President's Door\" (2001), only after his own death.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Without any connections in publishing, Ms. Juska sent out the manuscript on her own. At the William Morris Agency, Elyse Green, a 26-year-old assistant, fell in love with it. \"I didn't know agents had slush piles but they do,\" Ms. Juska said. Ms. Green passed the book to Virginia Barber, who became Ms. Juska's agent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "What's the poor kid to do? Struggle to duplicate his older brothers' achievements? Search out his own path? Give up the race altogether and drop out?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Cooperman at Maryland suggests books, first, to any student who asks him for help. He also offers extra credit to students who do research in the library, according to Daniel Davis, who likes getting bonus points for doing what students took for granted only a decade ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "* Best First Mystery Novel: OPEN SEASON, by C. J. Box (Putnam)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Haslett, the youngest of three children, was born in Kingston, Mass., to a businessman and a schoolteacher. His brother is a music journalist living in Cambridge, Mass., and his sister, with whom he stayed during his Bay Area book tour, is a documentary filmmaker at Stanford. During the equivalent of his junior high years, Haslett and his family lived in England, where his father was born.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Mr. Mount said the Ransom Center's purchases are \"mostly to the delight of writers, who get to empty their attics and fill their bank accounts.\" Some other Britons, however, have grumbled about the number of British writers whose archives are now in Texas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While its not unusual for authors who have hit it big to \"trade up\" their agents, editors or publishing houses, the way Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin have replaced agents bears some resemblance to the way that their books antagonist, the spoiled and unhappy Mrs. X, tears through child-care help. Several sources speculated that though The Nanny Diaries is acid-tongued about chilly Upper East Side wealth, Ms. Kraus and Ms. McLaughlin could reasonably expect to become a part of the very world theyve skewered. Both are from comfortable backgrounds: Ms. McLaughlin grew up in Rochester, N. Y., the daughter of a college professor and landscape designer while Ms. Kraus, whose parents own a bookstore on the Upper East Side, grew up in Manhattan and went to Chapin. The authors have contractual deals for hair and makeup at every public appearance, and they have developed a fondness for writing little notes la Mrs. Xon their own Nanny Diaries stationery.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Q. You're not interested in the South?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Lilly will stratospherically increase her own previous donations to Poetry by giving it well in excess of $100 million over the next 30 years, with no strings attached. The stunning development, the result of a new estate plan approved by an Indianapolis court and confirmed by lawyers, was outlined, though not fully detailed, by Parisi Friday at a dinner that the magazine held at the Arts Club of Chicago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "While Rankin was ostensibly working on a PhD about Spark, he was really trying to turn himself into a Stevensonian-style writer with Edinburgh as his central character. His first few Rebus books were supposed to be updatings of Jekyll and Hyde, but because he pitched them as crime novels about a repressed detective haunted by his past, nobody realized his intention. He even called his second Rebus novel Hide and Seek, but nobody caught on, or so he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "Clee felt he suffered 'too many self-conscious works of fiction, and writers who didn't feel like novelists to their fingertips. There was some pretty bad stuff - disguised autobiography that didn't really work as fiction, books that were poorly structured, quite a lot of posturing from people who seemed to regard fiction as a kind of exercise, a too common desire to shock, quite a lot of overwriting and a certain amount of underwriting. A few were hard to read: the writers weren't engaged with the reader.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "As soon as the delivery date is known, she must set an appointment for her epidural, followed by the post birth massage and hairdressing. With that settled, she can begin to think about her child to be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog5546", + "text": "In recent years Barnes & Noble founder and chairman Leonard Riggio has issued numerous public proclamations asking publishers to lower their prices and was quoted in the New York Times calling some book prices \"abominations.\" Epstein maintains that publishers are already squeezed too hard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sound system, Ms. Inscrutable.\" He loops a hand around the strap of his knapsack, shouldering it, and flashes a V-for-victory high-sign in Pobble's direction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Finally, Compton seems to get it all right. Saving what little technical dignity he has left. The 4x4 pieces of film shoot out of the camera in to a clever little hopper basket he has rigged up at the front.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shifts his gaze sideways at Connelly and stiffens more, \"Shuddup bitch.\" he says with all the grace of someone verbally sparring with a baseball bat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia chuckles softly, and like her voice, there is something light and musical about it, \"I think I've run into your brother, but I can't pin where.\" She then wanders around to the passenger side of the chevy and climbs in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stands on a smaller section of beach, a notoriously easy to spot furry sillouette captured in the moonlight for a second before a cloud dims the glow. Braids shift slightly in the grasp of the wind but remain mostly held down with their implanted implements. A cherry moves slowly as the figure sucks on a cigarette, the smoke whipping around his head with the ocean breeze. He stands right on the waterfront, small waves lapping at his boots.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly shakes her head,\"Wouldn't you? Ignorance is bliss...if you do not believe there is a mugger out there, then you will not fear him...personally...nothing would make me happier for the Techocracy and Traditions to stop, take a look around, and work towards a common goal of bettering humanity...but..that is not going to happen.. Unless that happens, we *ARE* hunted by the technocrats...we cannot do the will-working that would bring about a world where people can at least feel safe in their own homes without making up stories of how 'that cannot happen to me'...because the technocrats forced the belief in things like 'miracles' from the Concensus....and there is why hope is the Core of the War...if you create hope, then, you can make the people open for more things, and thus, slowly weaken Paradox until we have a world where we can guide the sleepers..not rule them...but guide them", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The shouting seems to do the trick, sends the hip and youthful guerilla campaigners on their way to other streets and other bars where their efforts won't be rebuffed. Penny, winded, puts a hand out to a white-painted pole. Leaning there only a moment, her handprint remains in a red stain as she limps on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary pauses a moment, looking at Penny searchingly, then up to Jacob. She looks a little uncertain, possibly even freaked, but she shakes her head anyway, smiling a little, even. Which is saying something, from Mary. \"I'll be okay. But thanks.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"SoCo, beer chaser. Whatever's on tap\" ending the order with a now-go-away tone. Penny isn't seeing the waitress, doesn't know whether she looks like Janet or Chrissy, fixed on the tabletop. Might put the waitress off a little but this isn't a place know for it's service, friendliness or particularly mild-mannered customers. Once she's gone, Penny picks up the thread again \"Know where he lives?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia dohs, of course, introductions would be nice. She smiles, \"Tal, I'd like you to meet my friend Kasui. Kasui, this is Tal.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It comes on in waves. Hiro, hunched over the tables, captures one side of his headphones between ear and shoulder; fingers on the vinyl. The music feeds on itself; echoing ouroboros of sound following its own tail. A crescendo, the beat grows faster, faster, and ...break, cut, gone, a moment of silence, the tide ebbed--", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "No reaction is given to the response to his question. It might even be believed that Alex didn't actually have any interest himself, just thinking that it was something that should be cleared up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The flush that passes over Daisy's cheeks lights her acne scars in sharp relief, even underneath the too-much-makeup. The posture changes too: from shoulders-forward punk swagger to an aw-shucks slouch, eyes averted and expression pointedly unreadable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble switches syringes, pulling a smaller one from his baggie and adding a much lighter fluid to the mix. He waggles this about with his finger, massaging the blade of grass between his fingers..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Yeah. Well. Whatever Tom was here for, well, either he got it (free beer) or it's gone (certain intangible sense of promise - the whole night lie out in front of him, like, to rudely paraphrase, some patient etherized upon a table)... and so, finishing his second beer, feeling the effects of the pill begin to radiate out, feeling a certain clarity of thought, a lack of distortion, an increase in mental fidelity... he's leaving crisp dollar bills on the bar, he's making sure he didn't leave his cell-phone out on the bar, he's performing, yup, all the stuff you generally do before you split.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Laurie says \"It's raining? O.o D'oh.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene grits his teeth. This is the kind of situation Keene knows would happen, sooner or later; a threat would arise that the Invisible College would know about but the rest of the community would not, and action would have to be taken before terrible consequences could come about. If they hadn't already. But how do you fight a Technocratic eating machine?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble says, \"Eh. When did the Catholic church rule most of the world?\" Pobble finally sits back up, shaking his head a little. That cigarette he's been clutching since waking up is finally lit and inhaled. \"Giving people hope is all well and good, but your every fackin day joe normal gives people hope, doesn't help any on the grander scale does it..\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse nearly spits his coffee with sudden laughter at Compton's comment. \"Nice.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny knew it was coming. It's like she's psychic or something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"He still carryin' around that shiv?\", she asks nonchalantly, tapping the aviator glasses down over her eyes. \"Fucker don't know that's a parole violation?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His attention then moves from Abel, to Pobble, and then towards another new face: Jess. \"Good evening,\" he directs to her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene looks to Hiro. \"Well, I suppose our club drugs probably won't get /too/ much attention...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel sighs and then slips from the bar and heads towards the door. Zipping her jacket shut and then taking care with the snaps as she departs Isobel pushes through the padded door and exits the pub. Isobel has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Maybe she can't sing?\" Compton deadpans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Petruchio pages: Is she nervious about you or about Jesse? You paged Petruchio with 'Jesse. Should he hit her, she'll have a really hard time getting up the nerve to a) get back up and b) hit him (raised diffs by +1 or number of succs? your call totally)'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You're taking applications? I thought our roster was full. Plus we gotta get this shit started, bein'as it's five in the goddam and it won't cook itself. Plus, y'know .. you're Friday,\" indicating the roll to Daisy. An introduction, an invitation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sure, it's probably a rhetorical question, but Dale volunteers an answer anyway. \"Just your average small town going corporate.\" Whatever else she was about to say gets cut off in a garbled noise that might very well be \"Fuck!\" as fat raindrops splatter onto the sidewalk, the cars, and her. She fumbles with the zipper of her rain jacket and yanks the hood over her head, shadowing the top third of her face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stomps along the road, looking a wee bit unhappy at something. His flashy new dress flicking about his legs in the breeze. He drags a cardboard box close behind him - it being attached to his arm by a sturdy peice of string, and apparently supported by a skateboard. Still, its slow going, what with the people and the unweildy nature of the box.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Moving as slow as it was, Millia showed she had some atlethcism when she steps out of the truck. She walks rather quickly to intercept Penny, \"Please, ma'am, let me look at that, I am medically trained a bit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shrugs it off \"Look, I'm tired and I've got a cabal member slightly comatose back at our place. She needs me more than you so I've been feigning interest in being here for the sake of the group.\" He gets up from where he was sitting \"May I be excused?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With a wan smile to Abel, Daisy adds, \"We're okay,\" and turns around to take the television's plug, to run it toward the wall, to plug it in. This all takes much longer than it might otherwise: the cord jumps and twists in her impaired perception, remaining steady only at the margins of her peripheral vision.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana, after a moment, slowly turns to look more closely at Hiro. Maybe something's caught her ears, because it's not her eyes that are so curious anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro flashes a peace-sign in Alyx's direction, still grinning: whatever he palmed earlier seems to have hit his bloodstream, and it shows in the music. The last record takes a twist towards the frenetic, and Hiro's cranking the tempo up to something closer to challenging levels for all these crazed martial artists; regular skips surfacing as he overlays repetitive scratching with the second deck.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny insists, if a bit belatedly \"I'm not /hurt/.\" Whatever it is Penny considers herself, it's not one of the walking wounded. If you can ignore her eyeballs rolling to whites when Hiro does that thing with his hand, Penny might be covincing. \"Nnn...noli me tangere,\" the words resurected in the harshest whisper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia pulls out a book, and opens it up, staring not at the pages, but at a note stuck between the pages. She studies it intently, but the look on her face suggests that she might burn holes in it if she had the ability. Something about the note irks the hell out of her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dr Steve comes to stand near Dave. Releasing Penny he seems to slump down as if a great weight has been returned to his neck, Steve Atlas. The chair seems to be the only thing supporting his defiance of the tyranny of gravity. His head shifts, eyes possibly moving to Penny to allow her to explain.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene's expression brightens. \"Of course. Have a good evening.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Like so much vapor, the tea disappears into Tom. Warm and flowing, it floats down into the digestive system and out into the capillaries and veins and arteries and other mechanisms of irrigation. Warm water and Lord knows what else reinvigorate a damaged system. The organism was damaged - now, the damage seems put at bay if not addressed completely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuck me.\" He coughs out smoke. \"That's a big fucking pigeon.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "it, cabrone. We'll get... we'll get... the rest a you lot over...\" Starting to get woozy,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "EMS Units sound their sirens down the street. The echo of the wail reverberates through the buildings accompanied shortly afterwards by the police.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon arrives from the forward doors. Rhiamon has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "stool over, one between the prospective bar mates. For good measure. It's all", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And just keeps on staring, oblivious. Hana dips her head and rubs her neck, running rivers of water from her hair into her eyes. Then, quietly, she steps up to the fence, beside Compton.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Do I look cheap?\" Hana asks, again, as if biting the words in half before they leave her mouth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro spreads his hands out across the decks, fingers hovering over the records in a gesture of silent supplication. Reflected in the lenses of his spectacles, glowing red numerals begin a backwards countdown from ten.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Save water. Drink urine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton perks up and shuffles over towards Chase, \"Whiskey.\" he says with the ernestness of a drowning sailor. \"Got any coke for dopey?\" he says jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Pobble, and turns to look at him, but sees Hepzibah and falls silent. He gets that caught look on his face and demeanour.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Imogen with 'Should I pose outloud or to you..'. Imogen pages: Please pose outloud. If you want to do anything 'special' during this scene, just page that info to me", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny knocks on the door marked #174. Penny shouts, \"Bitches, let us the fuck in, we lost our keys.\" Penny bangs on the door really loudly. Like end-of-the-world loud. It's the only way to wake up the occupants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Someone breaks off from the crowd, moving to stand a short distance from Daisy. He places his cup next to Daisy, on the platform housing turntables and mixer, and dissapears back from whence he came.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Actually, I don't fuckin' know who I lost or for what reason,\" Daisy says offhandedly, jamming her hands into the central pocket of her hoodie. Her poisonous glare turns back to Connelly. \"You lost someone you care about. I'm sheddin' a single tear for you right now, honey. We all lose people.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks back over. \"I'll pray if it will help, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A little off to the northeast, a small and upside-down, metallic-bowl structure sits. Long tethers are coiled up beside the structure; no more does the glorious airship dock above it. The slender curves and high-tech metals used on the small building are a stark contrast to the Keep, merely fifty yards away, and it easily gives away who is responsible for such a building.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx does not raise her hand, though she dosen't seem particularly opposed to the decision. kset Are we for ro against it?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui 's near to completely bare torso glistens as flowing waves of delicately toned muscle ripple beneath the surface and make the vivid dragon tattoo that takes up most of her back see to spring to life. She spins about, her palms planting on the floor as she lets the strings wrap about her ankles, releasing them from her hands and rising into the air with her second spin to bring a spinning butterfly kick about in a breathtaking crescent at head level. As she lands she simply rolls her hips letting them sway and undulate in the vacillating release of the moment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre looks between the four of them, then shakes his head, saying, \"Well... I pass on the rest of this conversation and will head on out. I believe that this has devolved.\" He directs his floating ball of soft light over towards the fields and the cave exit. \"Good eve...\" And then he walks on off towards the exit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dressed to impress in a four figure suit in a black that purposefully looks a touch faded. Its appears to have been fitted perfectly, but the stylistic crispness is convoluted into a more casual style by virtue of an unbuttoned jacket, and the white crinkled silk shirt worn untucked with its top button open. The cuffs of the shirt protrude at perfect lengths, fastened with flat round headed cuffs consisting of blank white circles. The hands that emerge from the expert tailoring are also thin and on the pale side, accentuated by patches of dried blood (2). Precisely pressed and creased pants with precision turnups and length are finished up by a pair of stylish black shoes that appear both classy and designed for duty with thick soles and what could be steel toe caps.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton is convulsing with kept laughter. His head and ears are turning bright red as tears well up in to his eyes. He still manages to keep the ciggy on his lip and even snake Hiro's lighter form the bar to light it it, \"Oh well...\" he wheezes, \"Was a good try.\" he manages between chuckles.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "If you held the phone away from your ear, the shout could be heard by lots of other people. Provided there are lots of other people around.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I mean it. He thinks he's invincible. Needs to be put down, is what. Stick around,\" Penny searches pockets with her left hand, some slick damp trailing across her leather jacket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Says her name's Penny. Wants a little payback.\" She inhales deep and moves smoke through every gesture \"Sorry for that outburst, I couldn't stop her and god agreed it wouldn't be the wisest course of action to try and reason with her.\" It's all a bit more matter-of-fact than the Penny you're accustomed to. A little to everything's-alright eggs-in-one-basket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"I guess that sets it then. We have a plan.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy-in-the-video smokes one cigarette, and then another, and then another. She sits down on her toolbox, then she stands up. She throws something in the garbage. She spraypaints something on the ground, then disappears with Hiro -- who has completed whatever electronic work he was doing inside the junction box -- out of the frame.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Doubletake. Penny?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton sucks it up, that big fucking baby, \"Got my ass kicked by at 16 yr old slant hooker.\" Yup. That's gotta sting anyones ego. \"I want ya to train me.\" There, he said it finally.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny's got skills. And the advantage of looking like she'll punch people in the mouth for that tie or those cufflinks. In one of the normally tastefully appointed men's stores she's elbowed her way into, the holiday-temps have festooned the mannequins with santa hats, pierced the suits with ornament-hooks and lined the walls with blinking lights. This wouldn't be a problem but for the simple fact that the lights have started to strobe and blink out of sync with the timer - and it's started to look more like the inside of a club than the local version of Brooks Brothers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex steps back out to the main hall. Alex has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko has remained on the fringes of the group, watching the goings on, smiling a bit as he sees some break into dance. He moves back from the throng towards the doors, not leaving yet, but seemingly not intent on getting trampled either", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"E Rock.\" Another cough. \"'ro.\" He sniffs. \"Nice Judy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "belt with a silver buckle around his waist. A beige long sleeved jersey looks", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Seems pretty fuckin' amenable to the giant airship over there,\" Daisy comments sourly, gesturing toward Team Ether's research station in the far distance. \"If it's sentient, and I ain't talking about Tweedledum and Tweedledee the guardian spirits, then I can't imagine it would mind us not getting our feet wet. And if it does, then fuck it, 'cause these boots cost me sixty whole bucks and I'll be damned if I'm buying new ones just to traipse around in Fairyland.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rather than set the food down straight away, Alyx perches herself on that empty spot, depositing both plates on the platform beside her, along with two plastic cups of ale. \"No problem, maestro.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny can sense it almost immediately; it's the kind of thing that might put out a vibe to the right kind of people. Physical peculiarities that become familiar like the right note in a scale, the third strike, the exact moment when the feedback stops \"Pleasure Tom, \" and she continues to smoke with her other hand, proximity threatening to burn with her lazy swag.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse bends, planting his weight on his hand, and grins up at Compton, then throws himself behind the stick, rising on his toes with the force of the break. Sinking back on his heels, he tilts his head to one side, gesturing invitingly at the table. \"All yours, old man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton's demeanour lightens some at this, \"Ah, you liked it. We all know.\" and then raises a hand and snaps his fingers in the air a few times, raising his voice towards the peckerwood manager bugging Daisy, \"Oh garcon? Service?\" he calls out, knowing full well that's not how it usually works in here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A chunky watch is carried around his left wrist. The only jewelry visible are", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan moves to slowly keep up with Penny, his vehicle inching forward. He doesn't appear to be too upset with the woman despite whatever it is she's going on about, instead offering a (what he hopes to be) disarming smile as he responds, \"I assure you, I am not that type of man. I've only been in there once and that was for a friend's eighteenth birthday party.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater takes out a small leather pouch and loads his pipe with the contents. \"I couldn't shit an endangered species anyway. Well, maybe an endangered plant or a rare insect. Nothing anybody is going to care about.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron has, for his part, remained quiet and rather polite as he sits in the Gallery. ot once having offered an opinion or even a single word to the topics discussed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah makes some strained throat clearing noises as she tries to make some sense of what Compton and Penny aresaying and apparently fails. She sort of slides down the table leg and folds into a crouching position.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Compton says \"Tha one 'bout who ratted us out to the papers and cops? Ya know the tapes...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy doesn't flinch at Hiro's telephone conversation -- -- but you can see the tendons in her neck vibrate with anxiety, and a wave of tension pass across her shoulders, across her back, and down her arms, where it's finally released in a wave of antsy knuckle-cracking. This is not a girl who deals well with unexpected circumstances.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny remains there on the stairs, gun pointed at the door. \"Comps, got another smoke?\" Hasn't budged an inch and isn't likely to. Clicks her tongue against her teeth \"What kinda messenger says no...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The one banks off the far rail and lands solidly in the chosen pocket. Jesse plucks another pill from the table, pauses to wash it down with beer, and looks back to the table, blinking and shifting his balance. \"Seven.\" Then, a bit unsteadily, he taps the corner pocket closest to him. \"Here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: Sorry to disturb you, I wanted to include you into the scene I'm about to run here. but YOu're in a building. This has to occur on the street. You paged Imogen with 'I am?'. Waterfront - Yonge and Queens Quay(#1102RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "lose the deeply exposed color it holds. The backs of her hands are scabbed", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Moving deeper into the zone, Penny peels off a sticker from her headphones and seals it to the table, pulls out a marker and chews on the cap. For a little while this mutual silence evolves in a sequence of sighs and shifting. Taptaping. Spoon drummed on the china.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You. Bubblegum. Fuck thee off t'a nunn'ry. Past your bedtime, sweets.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Now that took forever.\" says a somewhat pissed off looking Pobble. The fields and hills and views don't seem to impress him all that much. A bus stop or indeed a newfangled style hovercraft probably would more so. He takes a deep breath, causing him to sniff and wipe at his nose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He hopes that by 'Jerry', she meant 'Springer'. Because at any given moment, in any given country, Jerry Springer is on some fucking channel. Today, on a very special Springer, 'I hate my wife's purse'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The response is muffled by breakfast goodness, just the way to start a morning. \"'O.\" A single circle of cereal falls from Chase's thin lips, taking a few drops of whole milk with it. Hunched forward in his leather chair, the TV's talkin' about Bill Cosby's latest illegitimate son. A backhand wipes some mess from Chase's square chin, he's still wearing last night's outfit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca lifts up her shoulders a bit, \"Not physically, though Cassidy seems to have decided to continue to stay away from things. I am not sure if that has to do with the various events, or what took place. It is over with, and in the past.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I don't have any desire to arrest you, honestly. I'm about your age, and I understand how these sorts of things happen... now, where is the funeral? I'd be happy to take you there. Unfortunately, you're not really in a state to go there yourself... you could hurt yourself, or somebody else.\" He says with an authoritative nod, clasping his hands behind his back and offering a weak smile.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shoulder to shoulder with the neverending stream of salary men, Hiro does not jostle through the crowd: he moves with the casual, bored demeanor of a working man. This is because he is concentrating, largely, on walking in a straight line: moving any faster than 'sluggish' would require more willpower than he currently posesses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm still working on DivComp3. It'll be.. interesting. Need to do some study..\" he pauses to shudder with some euphoric glint in his eye. \"And reprocessing. We'll see..\" He turns from you again, following your gaze to the sunrise.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel blinks. \"What's up with you and the IC, if I may ask?\" He also seems to feel the rhythm of the trance, but he keeps pretty controlled himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Watching the pig in uniform scurry off in pursuit of the wyld with a smug grin, Flay wispers across the Shroud to Penny, \"Better get going chick, he won't be gone long.\" and turns and slinks off into the night having taken his fill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Like the pincers claws belonging to salad tongs, Chase plucks the panties and allows the bundle to fall. Eyes squint, and look for the joke. A slight stain is all they find, no? For the span of 6.7 seconds, Chase, locked in a look of confusion, dangles the underwear before his eyes. Then, \"What the shit...\" Looking to Dave, then Pobs, then Compton, \"What the shit...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 3 success(es). You paged Pobble with 'Tell me what's in your head.'. Pobble pages: Jealousy, lonliness.. Angst monkies.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "name, call it calculating. With just one look it can be assumed she has", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a clinking sound. Background noises \"Hang on,\" Penny moving through a crowd then it's quiet again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cornering the cigarette on the left side of her mouth, she peruses the buffet with twitchy, disjointed movements. A couple in running gear cough politely to indicate to Penny that her smoke is bothering them. In lieu of a verbal answer, she drags and keeps puffing and grabs the basket of coffee stirrers&creamers, tucks it under her arm and piles up boxes of mini-cereals - the kind all kids like - and some other things; croissants, styrofoam cups, spoons and the metal pitcher of milk. The same couple clear their throats to indicate they, too, have some right to the milk Penny's absconding with and would like some conisderation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton clamps one eye shut, and tries hard to focus from the other one, looking in to the room as if looking through a fishbowl. His countenance frowns and he manages an 'Aww damn...' while swaying in the door way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's warm and pleasant - they're talkin'trash and rolling down the street with a graffitied basketball. It makes that hollow noise echoing off the walls of the nearby tenaments. On the steps of one of those buildings, Penny's leaning into the afternoon. The building isn't important, is generic, is always", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smirks,\"Now..please explain something to me Daisy....what purpose does that serve other than injuring sleepers, the very people we are trying to protect? How does that turn back the technocracy, bring wonder back to just one or two more people?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You were asking a question,\" says Keene, settling back on his rock and looking to Alex. \"about winnable battles. Let me first tell you what is not a winnable battle: a head-to-head fight against a Technocratic corporation when you don't have a game plan outside of trying to play a game of `keep away'. Perhaps I just wasn't here when this all started, but were any of you going to clean the Node and do something with it before Hyperion came along? I heard it was corrupt for the longest time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Maintaining a status quo of a diverse paradigm is /nothing/ like what the Ironteeth as trying to do,\"Alex explains with wave of his hand,\"They have one way of thinking and doing things. And if you do not fit in with their way then they get rid of you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Oh but he was expected. And he's no boy. Penny lifts some kind of elaborate, almost fingerless wave to Chase as he makes his presence felt, letting the wind blow in. She points two fingers to the left and smiles. With less obvious movement, Penny ticks the cigarette from behind her ear and extends it to him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The chemist closes his eyes for a second, twitching almost imperceptibly before leaning in further to kiss Penny's forehead. \"Happy christmas.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Pobble and blinks at the Monkey. Then he sits and just listen to the argument at hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah watches Keene, as if that were not the exact answer he was looking for. He speaks, to clarify, \"Who is the leader of the Invisible College?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy fixes Connelly in an are-you-a-fucking-idiot stare. The corners of her mouth twitch with irritation. A lesser version of the same glare is reserved for Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Long distance to Cassius: Penny es'plains: Saw the big machine land the other night. Went to talk to the spirits and all I got was a headful of noise (spirits screaming in agony, dying) so I told the guys, took the night off and now we're back. Against Penny's better judgement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"A rational goal,\" Keene says. \"You may find it in your best interest to invest in some camoflage, then.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Gulp! There goes the scotch. Jim smiles broadly as he zips the burning hellfire down his throat. He begins looking around, and notices the pair playing pool, and nods to them in an informal greeting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shambles up the street, bundeled in his heavy parka and winter boots. He looks spooked, beady eyes flashing about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Underneath the surgical masks, one of the doctors is laughing. The joke is lost to history. Undeterred, the cantor continues:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim yells articulately. \"WHAT THE FUCK!?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny says \"I'll letcha go. Say. Before you go?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Fine, she can be overheard saying angrily, \"I'll take the BUS back. Look I was just here the other night. Isn't like shit's changed all that much and Keene says we can't\" wrenching her arm back, clearly not intending to run again, continuing her rant sotto voce - nigh on a hiss \"just go all gangbusters so I SAID I wouldn't so what're we supposed to be doing?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene cruises along at a leisurely speed, not watching Pobble as much now. The calming influence of whiskey helps Keene out of tough spots a lot more than reasoned arguments or applications of Ars Mentis. He moves along through the gardens, following a careful path that he memorized the first time he came to the realm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca stirs a bit from her position on the floor. Her head slowly rises, and a yawn comes out of her mouth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, \"Lemme scan first to be safe. Would perfer not to BnE if I don't have to.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Deep space,\" she ashes again into the sill and presses her palm down for balance, balast. Her other boot comes off, focused inward a little \"..but where do you dump something like that? Way the fuck out there, that's where. It's not like orange peels - the identity of a spirit can't just disintegrate.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"'S do it.\" And up. Look at 'm go, Penny's a regular junior kingpin in training. Chase leads, it goes off like without a hitch, and the beard gets her geets. Thanks beard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "can see outside can now see it for what it is. It is a space ship, as large as", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"God can't go. He's not a crasher..\" He stands, once more and winks conspiratorially. \"You'll see.. in time, you'll see.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah casts a quiet, dicerning glance amongst everyone collected. \"I fail to believe that this is everyone, but very well.\" He opens his briefcase and begins to remove some papers, placing them on the table adjacent the case. \"If I have everyone's attention,\" with that, he spares a glance to everyone again, \"I would like to call this meeting to order.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater tosses more wood on the fire. \"Then how about a fight you can win? Mecca Pharmecuticals. I understand it's been around for a while, and word has it it's a Nephandic base. It should would suck for them if the ground opened up and swallowed the place or something.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She shrugs into a sidelong glance at the frat boys just leaving ahead of them. One of them keeps feeling around his pockets, looking around at the floor, confused but let onward by his unconcerned friends. \"S'just the essentials,\" hands deep in the pockets of her jacket, she pushes the cart forward with her hip keeping a slower pace. The squeaky wheel ribbits out in a predictible pattern as they keep moving, Penny fingering out a sizable fold of bills \"I'm supposed to get a receipt for everything. Fucking Steve.. and fucking /Dave/\" spitting that name out; rusty nail in her cheerios.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse responds with a peace sign, taps his left breast, and nods. \"Could be worse.\" He returns his attention to the table, speaking with lacunae and pauses, his focus on the last few balls remaining on the brightly lit sea of green. \"So what's doing? Anyone around?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sorry matey, but I notice we're being rude. Didjoo want any of the blueness?\" he makes a vague gesture to the side, the wrong side. Correcting himself he motions to the large blue beast that Hiro has in his possession.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "into the core just the same. Only nonspecific methods, none charted by previous magi.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy is speaking at the same time as Hiro. It's difficult to pick out either's words.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuck off, Penny.\" Jesse calls from the floor, without malice. \"Some of us wish we'd been raised by televisions.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The problem, Daisy realizes, is the goddamn goggles, which are covering her eyes. This is keeping her from hearing Hiro correctly. Pushing them up on her forehead, she realizes why she put them down: her pupils are black holes that have completely swallowed her irises.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks, and sees Jess coming.....and waves! She looks to Abel,\"Well...as I said.... Jane Conelly, Verbena, currently no Cabal, as I have not yet been officially recognized by the Circle....er...sorry... Chantry Head", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy-in-the-Realm and Daisy-in-the-video simultaneously proclaim, \"That shit was rad,\" but Daisy-in-the-Realm adds, \"for being totally wasted out of my mind. Shit. Just wanted to see what I did this morning.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy lowers her goggles. This turns the world a uniform, monochrome shade of green; reduces its complexity; makes it much easier to see. Spinning the pliers around her finger like a gunslinger, she proffers it, tip-first, to Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Drink tha' 'n less get outta here. I don't wanna get all dunked by Bhudda. I'm all... farblondzhet.\" The exchange is forced again, Cash takes the whiskey bottle back for a damp jacket and starts down the path.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A little off to the northeast (assuming the ruins are north), a small, metallic-bowl structure sits. Long tethers sometimes stretch into the sky from beyond it, connecting to a marvelous airship docked above the bowl. The slender curves and high-tech metals used on the small building are a stark contrast to the ruins just fifty yards away, and it easily gives away who is responsible for such a building.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grumbles, working the pain out of his hand, \"Yeah... bad wrist. You alright?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny half to the door, half to Keene \"You expecting anyone?\" waiting on Keene's response before she'll address the door again. \"Fine..okay. But if it has a mouth, I'm slapping it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Kay thanks,\" Penny moves on faster than other people. She's got somewhere to be; a path, a plan, a course of action.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's sort of funny to watch... because she ain't going anywhere. Not the best", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It'd be easier with some help.\" the big guy admits, \"Will take a while to grab each one by hand. Could make a ecto-magnet or somthing. Just suck it all here in one go... But I thought you said you don wanna be around where the two rejoin, and won't you be if we fill the bathroom with it?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oy, calm down, you two,\" Alyx murmurs to Compton and Jesse. \"They like to pretend they've got italian backgrounds - who are we to dispell their little dreamworld?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She goes hey at Chuck and beelines for the bathroom. Twitchy girl with a sneer trekks her bad attitude off to make it better, wet footprints in her wake, one hand pushing open the buttons of her coat. Slipping to the inside left, she disappears shouldering open the swinging door at the back. Bright yellow light shafts through the haze of smoke, sharp sound of a face being slapped (corner of the phone/restroom area - a man and woman) then the thudding sound of the wooden door slapping back on rusty springs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No you ain't you twat.\" is the reply, and the blue haired, dress wearing, bloody faced tranny flicks ash at the suited cigar smoking monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny stops what she was doing with the positioning of the plastic, muttering something about the squares not holding the circles. She stops because Pobble walked in. Instinct guides a hand from the floor to her side, the way a person looking to arm themselves might keep a loaded gun. The left hand from the floor to her right side stays there and does not move.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Our fasting begins right fucking now.\" Thumbing the safety off, she pulls the trigger. The bullet ricohets off the stones of the building, the distinctive smell of scorched air orbits and she walks into the building.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[OOC] Cassius needed to check the jnotes. :)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater remains seated there on the ground, grumbling quietly to himself. Cranky. Cranky cranky. Maybe he isn't getting the right pills.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's the chair. In the chair is one Chase, wearing a 7-11 shirt and opening a Coors from the heard that Comps just brought in. At the lab table, there are in fact, two more Chases. They seem to be working on some electronic device without pause.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel works to get small children reunited with their parents. She is moving through out the milling mass, her heels a real pain in the butt", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Suspicion and Melantha seem to be bedfellows, so she takes the arched brow in stride and steps off of the curb in odd time with Eddie. If he does not step, neither does she, that is the rub. Mimicing is likely one of the faster ways to get one's ass handed to them, but that is her approach nonetheless. She is smiling to herself by now, happy to be annoying someone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He seems to be pacing the room slowly, the now almost empty bottle hanging limply from his finger, \"Right. Fresh blood... young blood.\" Compton hits the word young oddly. \"....allies.\" he finishes with his voice trailing off in a whiskey warble.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx smiles faintly. \"It was more than just bugs, Jane....if you'd drunk the drink you were offered, it could easily have been everything David denied. And more. The only reason I met up with him was to confirm my suspicions....and much as we Chakravanti like to pretend we have no fear, his ilk do inspire a dread in me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fliponnatoons, hey\" coming up behind the leather chair, crunching on something she's got in her pockets \"or like Jerry, the snooze rots your brain y'know.\" She says this with some authority, plopping indian-style next to the chair, eyes fixed on the screen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He stops for a second, clicking his fingers in an attempt to clarify his thinking. \"One of those things like they have in Florida. Scooty scooty with the big fan?\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Shouldna said you were the cops,\" asiding to you like it's good advice. Penny", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This new abundance of objects appears to confuse Daisy. Surrounded in a landslide of smoking matterials, she makes feeble grabs out toward the joint. Finally, she catches hold of it, takes a single, long drag and passes it over toward Pobble.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It was miserable, as I expected. I left a summary of my notes on the desk. I predict they get crushed sometime in the next six months. Our objective is to be out of range when it happens.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: The twilight air of Toronto heralds with it a light rain. The city street is mostly vacant except the occasional passing car. One such vehicle begins to come near the intersection in which you stand. The driver looks awake, but exhausted from a typical day at work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater grunts from under his hat, \"Michigan. Hell. It doesn't matter. I'll go.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah.\" The void is filling with some prompting conversational hooks whilst stopped at a red light. \"Weed's in the glove, chica. Blow's under the seat, 'n I gotta few whip-its left from my New Year's blowout.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx sleeps. Ever-so quietly....she dosen't snore, fidget, twitch or talk. Sleeping like a baby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton climbs out of his cab in front of the Holliady Inn. He looks like death warmed over, or that he slept in a dumpster for a few hours. _________________________", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin takes a step back, \"What's the matter? Are you alright? I'll have the body for you as soon as I can. There was no need.\" He looks worried that perhaps he has done something wrong unintentionally.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Isis embraceth thee in peace,\" murmurs Daisy, voice wavering, on the verge of breaking. \"She driveth away the fiends from the entrances of thy paths. She driveth away the fiends from the entrance of your paths.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah says, to Keene, \"Just in time, Mr. Keene. Please, take a seat in the Audience.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mention of Aaron, draws Alex's attention to Hiro. \"Aaron giving trouble?\" he queries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Two hundred saw it. Only Zapruder's grainy film and unsteady camera is preserved. The event is expected. The expectation hangs in the air, and Daisy continues to chant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater mumbles something about needing a blowgun and waves a hand dismissivly. The reeds revert back to grass. \"Things are slowing down. Maybe someone should go sit in the chair.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pop and hiss of ready-made two-cup coffee sizzles out \"Prolly more than that, hon\" emerging from the bathroom with some Holiday Inn-stamped mugs \"guy that can come and go out of thin-air has a lot more going for him than charisma and a little black book.\" She hands you a coffee and takes the edge of the bed again, folding up her left leg beneath her \"No such thing as too paranoid.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron pauses on his way to the door and glances back to Jonah, \"Pushing this guy over look bad on the Tribunal?\", obviously talking about Compton", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You enter the apartment. Room174(#4497ed)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton gawks. No really, his mouth fucking drops to the floor and his beady eyes bug out of their sockets. So, he tries what anyone would do and grinds his free hand in to his eyes trying to clear them of the multiple vision he's suddenly experience.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Low concrete benches surround the shallow marble lined basin where one may sit and watch the bright red and orange Koi swim in and out of the lily pads and underwater plants that festoon the clear water. Copper and silver coins glisten beneath the calm waters, tokens to the gods of good fortune from the small children and wistful lovers who pray for favor over their offering.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What is it doing, Penny?\" he asks, trying to keep his voice even and soothing despite the sinking feeling in his gut.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"This all pro-bono?\" Compton asks, already assuming the answer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's like Batman,\" Daisy explains to either Penny or no one in particular. \"He got this idea beforehand that the fight's gonna go like this, that he's gonna kick some ass, and you can almost see the cue cards. Biff bam boom. Maybe he seen it in a dream, that's why he's gotta do this shit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Paksenarrion coughs and speaks up, \"Paksenarrion Johanson, I am of the Celestial Chorus.. Independent.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hey man, it was like another country, ya know?\" Compton says, his voice rolling across the gravel in his throat, \"Fucking Americans thing Canada is the States. It ain't ya know? Shoulda got it the first time you saw it now leave the poor kid alone.\" You sense Compton isn't sticking up for the McClerk as much as he's just annoyed with everything around him right now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"'S not 'red' in this city yet. There's time for prep work.\" Chase sniffles, ashing the blunt and nudging Jesse with it as it's near dead. \"I go into grease paint and go mode, there's no turnin' back. 'N I got shite ta do still.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice looks over her shoulder at Compton for a moment, as if debating something in her head. She looks back to Allen and rubs her finger over his hand gently, \"You're the first John tonight and probably for the rest of the night sugar. So either you pay or I go across the street and flirt with him.\" motioning over at Compton.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor shoves a little through the crowd, and makes his way to /an/ exit. He gasps for air and is then promptly pushed out as a dancer jumps or gets wild. Crashing into the door, he makes his way out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From under the bed, a small voice says, \"Oh holy christ.\" with a tone of sheer terror.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I mean, I've willfully demolished the majority of my higher mental functions with a multicolored universe of mind-altering chemicals,\" Hiro continues, accepting the spliff -- which, by this point, is little more than a thumb-length stub. \"And I ain't like that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The door opens up and Tiziano pokes out his head looking about. He is dressed as if he has just gotten up and out of bed looking over towards the woman then man, \"Hey I remember you..\" he trails off, \"What are you doing here?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"W-wh-what's yer name b-buddy?\" the old hobo stutters.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The weather is fine. Hiro is whining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Was supposed to go to this funeral with Days. Plan was we get medicated,\" pointing this out for Eddie's edification \"you can never last through those things, all those handshakes\" emphasizing the word on its first syllable - /hand/, flickflicking an ash down by her knee, somewhere in the dark between the bar and Hiro's thigh \"but she never came to get me so I figured,\" talking mostly to Hiro's orbiting head \"why not stay? Chin chin old chap\" annunciating tight-lipped in a laughable east-ender accent, Penny snatches a shot and knocks it down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko smiles and if he catches the eyes of the hosts, nods softly before slipping ou tthe door himself OOC> Hiro says \"Hope you guys enjoyed the show. Next time, we'll actually throw a proper party ;)\" OOC> Abel says \"great party\" OOC> Niko says \"Very different :)\" OOC> Hiro says \"Funerals are boring. -_^\" Hiro escapes OOC. Hiro has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The intersection here is a patchwork of overpasses and onramps that join the city streets, with the Gardiner Expressway stretching east and west, and the Don Valley Parkway heading north through the city. The expressway is literally a dividing line between the downtown core and the waterfront, and below it, the development of the city center gives way to a mix of run down warehouses, seedy industrial infrastructure, and commercial docks further south. While one can make out the Toronto Star building lit up to the West, and the soaring height and sparkling lights of the CN Tower in the midst of the skyline beyond, this part of Toronto is clearly far removed from all of that. This area is dirtier than the city center, and graffiti marks the support structures of the overpass and is scrawled on some of the warehouse walls, colorful gang tags dimly visible. After dark, with most of the actual businesses closed, that same criminal element tends to wander a bit more visibly, making this a dangerous part of the city indeed, its grimier side not easily hidden by the rows of trees and other foliage planted along the waterfront, the most recent attempt at urban renewal just coming into bloom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ah.\" It's like Chase stops her from continuing, even though her explanation is final. Into the flow they pull, the Mustang takes no quarter amongst it's peers. A right turn here, a left turn there, and straight as piss for a mile or to as some vintage Velvet Underground starts playing. The stuff before that dumb German chic jumped aboard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny reappears from that region beyond the moon and stars, more importantly out of sight of the mermaid on the wall, brushing loose sugar-substitute from the front of her jacket. Noisey nylon swipe-swiping. \"Hasat workout, post mortem\" hovering over Mary's shoulder, unaware that intruding is socially unacceptable \"you channel'im or somin?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton Penny and Alyx are standing out of the site. Compton has a bag of pseudo techno-gadgets with him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny tilts her head down and laughs under her breath \"You still read too much Stephen King,\" she shifts, looks at her coat and maybe at something that's a watch on her left wrist. \"You ready?\" moving like there's a meter that needs feeding; shuffling things out of the way, tucking chairs aside. \"I gotta...\" trailing off; some things don't need saying.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands up straight looking pretty darn smug. He plods over to the remaining pills and sweeps them back in to his hand, which quickly disappear in to his pocket. \"Suck it up punk.\" is his words of wisdom to the loser.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro hits mute. \"Ain' him. Some dude,\" he tells Daisy, thumbing the button a second time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton gives the old eye-motion-to-the-door and a short nod, \"Yeah, hey. No worries buddy. Thanks for helpin us out.\" and does the ole backwards march to the door, stooping to pick up the basket on his way by.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mike................ An introverted, wild-haired academic. Height: 5'10 Weight: 170#", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori shrugs at him. \"Y'look like one. Y'act like one.\" Her voice is somewhat lazy, posessed of a distinct southern drawl at times. Lori's brilliant green eyes blink serenely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "commenting simply, \"Play nice.\" before moving for the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori just rolls her eyes and makes a frustrated sound in her throat. Hauling off and screaming obscenities right now probably wouldn't go over so well with the management. \"Fucking hell it is,\" she agrees quietly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene finishes his cigarette. \"And can we really be so sure we wouldn't start using those methods? Without the active threat of the Technocracy, the cohesiveness of the Nine falls apart. The only reason we even work together is out of a desire to survive. Once our individual Traditions started to regain power ... well, I know how the Order is, and I've read my history books.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Coming from the other direction, she stumbles up to Hiro. Her mouth is simultaneously dry and sticky, and the air tastes like cheap salsa. Her greeting comes out as a torrent of disconnected syllables that tumble over each other in their rush toward fresh air.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mercutio pages: You see small spirits drifting back and forth through the ruins, carrying stone and mortar. There are a dozen of them, all working toward restoration of the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro opens and moves through the door marked 'Laboratory.' Hiro has left. You head to the doors marked 'Laboratory' and head through into the room", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What kind of studies?...\" Alex asks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble puffs the smoke to life, holding the nicotine laced haze in his lungs over long before releasing it from his nose. \"Maybe.\" Eyes search lazily for an ashtray as he already moves for a second drag. Another one of those pauses finds a way to break into the conversation, \"If your lies make you uncomfortable, why not just be honest?\" The expression on blue-hair's face makes it obvious that he doesn't see this as a likely option, but it's something to fill the dead air.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Thump. Crash. Daisy sets the TV down, she sets the VCR on top of it, and straightens the cords out behind it. For a moment, she just stares at it proudly, thin lips quirked into a grin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess blinks a little bit losing herself in the lights and coming to a dead stop as she just stares at the lights Millia is twirling. When Millia pauses Jess sucks in a deeper breath and grins. \"Can I have one or two as well hon?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hands wedged in his labcoat's pockets -- wedged jurrasic-deep; deep enough to be covered in a layer of limestone -- Hiro comes strolling up over the crest of a hill, bobbing his head wordlessly to an externally inaudible beat. A fat spliff jutts out from one corner of his mouth, glowing bright orange-red in the Realm's eternal dusk.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Peter smiles again to what the woman says, and nods a bit. As she turns to walk after Eddie, his curiosity won't let him do anything but watch to see what happens. He stays sitting on the bench, though, hands poised as if ready to start typing as soon as his distraction is past.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "enochian phrase 'Over here.' Penny can then read and hear the spirits that", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks up at the figure of Chase... it's not the Chase he knew. He winces a bit at the screaming coming from the speakers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx nnnghs? groggily as things are thrown at her. \"He-....oi-....hey!\" she complains, lifting her hands to shield herself rather patheticly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah looks over at Tal, from him to the Seat of Spirit, and then back to Tal. \"Funny, Mr. Emrys, but I see no one currently seated in the Seat of Spirit, thus no one is representing it, and the Invisible College is not, at this time, represented by a seat.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse sits down at a table at the back. Jesse joins you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus pages: This machine eats spirits. Anyone that gets too close. It is big and strong. You can repair it by destroying it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This room is mostly empty, even more vast in some ways than the hall outside. Only three things mar its granite perfection; an immense marble table at the head of the room with nine chairs, each marked with a single Sphere glyph, an intricately inscribed Certamen circle in the center of the room, and perhaps forty seats at the back of the room, for observers and audience. A single door to the left glows a soft gold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano blinks a few times before rubbing his eyes, \"Do I what?\" he looks between both of you wrinkling his nose.. what is it that you want?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "mean. Eddie will watch for a moment, using his decoder ring went needed. Tuesday", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel smiles to back to Rhiamon with a bit of a shrug, and heads out of the keep as well, gesturing to Rhiamon to follow and remain quiet. Rhiamon nods, and picks her way over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim pours them both a glass, and raises his. \"To life, liberty, and the pusuit of getting fuckin' shitfaced!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton rolls his eyes at the young'in and her excitement at the promise of violence and moves on, beers clinking as he moves across the space. Reaching Penny, he offer both smokes up. \"Sorry, no light.\" and gazes to where Penny is so intent on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro heads out to the street. Hiro has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The other two nod solemnly at this. Eerily in time with one another. Questioning looks await response.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At a table, Penny straddles a chair looking sideways every now and then. She's having some kind of very serious conversation with Mary. Some might argue that it's too early for serious conversations but there's a look on Penny's face, a posture that is impossible to mistake.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "By this time i'd assume the other two drinks P ordered had arrived. That's a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence nods to Jake. \"All the time,\" she murmurs to him softly. \"It's a horrible feeling.\" she offers Jake her hand, but her attention has now strayed to Hiro and his terrified phone conversation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Pobble reaches into his pocket and pulls out a note pad with a pencil tied to it with string, flipping to a blank page he begins to jot something down, glancing up at you mid way. \"Whom intends to attack whom?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You all live together?\" Pobble asks, only a mild trace of surprise in his tone. Boot hanging in the air shifts to tap against the table support, the movement bringing ripples to the surface of his wine. \"Sounds like a recipie for drama.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene fluidly returns the pack of cigarettes to his breast pocket while giving Harrison a proper, firm handshake. \"I won't go into the gory details. Suffice it to say, we have become wary of unexpected visitors, especially when we haven't gotten to know the other people in our community yet. It is fortunate that nothing untoward has happened to you -- it's lucky I got here when I did. If you had set off any of the alarms ... well, those things are entirely automated, as are the countermeasures.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "But nobody's paying attention to them. The commotion at the front desk is more entertaining to the help than her. The old security guard is even thinking about getting off his ass. It's his job of course. \"Dicky, y'okay Dicky?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: The spirit detects nothing unnatural going on nearby. If anything is going on, it's within a realm that the spirit cannot sense. You paged Imogen with 'Excellent.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Right out the door. That's the way the punk travels. Vulture is at one with the street a moment later, his hands stuffing themselves into the depths of his pockets. Have feet will travel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[BEHIND THE CURTAIN] It seems to be an altar, the overturned area of squatted living - a bathtub smashed into pieces, a sink and mirror equally shattered. \"Here,\" continuing to remove her clothing, she walks into an unlit area where the light can't find her skin \"put him here. And his blood, if you have it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton peers back over at Penny and his face tense's again. What is it with him tonight? To her question he takes a look at Hepz, then back to Penny with a shrug.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "puffed with munched pretzels. A few remain untouched in the palm of his hand. \"Very nice.\" Nods, he's pleasant and giving thanks despite talk of corpses. A sip to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander lays his hand in what might be interpreted as an instrusive manner over the arm of a waitress just recieving an order from the bartender. He says something quietly to her, making sure to hold onto her arm for the five second long speech. Proceeding across the room, he slows beside your table, although not apparing as if it was his destination, rather he was just about to pass it. He eyes you, then cellphone, and you again. Reaching his hand down, he aims to pick it up and answer it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel leaves the hall, headed back to the Earth. Abel opens the two double doors leading out to the plains, leaving to enter the plains beyond. Abel has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro wakes up in stages, which seems to involve scratching his head and working his way down. By the time he's given the old wang chung a good long delousing, he totters to his feet. \"It's friday,\" he informs Keene. Never mind it's nine in the morning. \"Let's go get some jim beam.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jarrod seems a bit surprised to be getting tugged a different way but nods. \"OK.\" He glances at Charice curiously and smoothly follows her toward the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A guarded glance at Niko \"I'm serious, I didn't want any trouble. That shit, Alex? He doesn't know man.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: Some of the people are too slow, and they are caught under the wheels of the out of control car and it's lunatic driver. Moments after running down 2 of them the car collides with a light pole standing near to the road. The red spray of crimson mist splatters along the windshield and steering wheel. Cries announce from those nearby and some of the patrons of nearby establishments rush out from the noise to find out what's going on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny palms and pockets the implants, ah-ah-ahing at Alex with the gun \"Back off. The Invisible College is the executor of Chase Kettle's last will and testament. If you can't respect the wishes of a dead man,\" letting it hang unsaid what she would hate to have to do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene, invited for once, moves over and finds a relatively flat rock to sit on, easing onto it carefully. It's disingenuous to see a man in a suit and Standingwater sitting near each other around a campfire, but so is most of the Realm. \"Alright,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah says, \"However, such a thing as relocating a Node will require much work and much time. It may even have a noticeable effect to the world around it. As such, it may not be a valid idea. A study should be performed to measure the impact of relocating the Node. We may, instead, need to see about opening a new one, or strengthing one that I believe already exists on the new Chantry grounds.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "*Vroom and Rumble* Off the car goes. Go eat Chase, go eat. Chase escapes OOC. Chase has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton is thrown up against the fence violently when he gets his in the back of the head with a particularly large chunk of road salt. The Springboard action of the chainlinks then propell him backwards and down to the now gritty pavement. (It also just happens that due to the angle and position of Compton, Hana is completely protected by the passing truck.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This room has been partially restored. Piles of carved stone can be seen beyond the walls, which seem to be rebuilding themselves gradually and slowly, as everyone speaks. Rubble has been cleared, debris swept away, new chairs brought in. The room is slowly, slowly coming together again, as if defiant of the ages and determined to be as it once was. (LOOK here - if you have at least Spirit 1, page Mercutio)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel hands the wad of Cash to Hiro. \"Yeah... I know you guys don't.\" He says very little on the subject. Not that he looks like he doesn't have an opinion about the matter, but that he thinks it best to keep it to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "gang watches with idle curiousity. //.etro: Alex rolls \"awareness + per\" at diff 8", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny waits briefly for an answer but can't ignore the phone and can't endure another outburst. She tips off the stool, boots thumping across the tile, shuffling through butts and bottle caps toward the payphone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "kset Sure, so we can do 3 times as much nothing? :P", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Luthor heads out to the street. Luthor has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal bows to Kaze from the waist and then frees one hand from Millia to shake Kaze's. He speaks, \"Thank...\" before the explosion of sound cuts him off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine does move closer to the gates. Maybe this is her chance to get in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "No noticable change in Hana. In fact, she seemed pretty calm already. Weird enough. Oh, but wait, she does seem less sombre...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "fairy, and is wearing one of those queer temple headlamps. Regardless, he", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Y'practicin' f'bein' a bag lady? I once saw this fuck'n chick, she had like, a fuck'n loada shit... but then, she had'a fuck'n cart, an y'don'...\" A shrug of one shoulder, and more profanity, \"Y'gotta name, Cereal killah?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim looks over to Isaac, wincing slightly at the labyrinth of facial injuries. He then lights up a smoke, and begins to destroy his beer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana opens the door and walks out onto the stoop. Hana has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally sits down. Now she's the one that looks confused. \"Uhm.. can you start from minute 1 please? Alexandre nods to Cally, \"It was more than a bit of an emergency. Those who were immediately available were grabbed.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You're gonna be gone, too\" examining the cigarette, it's filter, like she's never smoked before. She tosses it into a drainage grate \"Better get the monkey on board to take over when it starts to hit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah blinks, looking up from his paper, where his pen still hovers, waiting. \"Very well. And the members of your Chantry, please?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah comes down the stairs. Hepzibah has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble is apparently in the bathroom. With the door open, David is nowhere to be seen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar, Pobble flails about wildly, trying to move out of the water as if it were acid of the corrosive kind. His hands claw at his face, perhaps trying to protect it but not doing a great job. Red lines appear, and his cheek breaks open releasing a blood trickle into the flow of water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny arrives from the west. Penny has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny wraps her fingers down around the shotglass. The motion bringing to mind two very specific gestures: the first - a pitcher looking for the sweet spot on the ball and the second - combat oriented reloading, middle and index fingers finding the bottom of the glass. The middle and index tip-shoving the glass into place at the precipice of her lip. She drops her head back and makes it quick, the reflex flinch almost entirely absent - possible she's done enough she's not tasting it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Stepping over the steaming pile of Hiro's stomach he collects his coat and the tin and stumbles after Hiro still laughing, \"Wait up kid!\" he calls as he leaves the place behind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny snorts then starts coughing. It's a terrible, colicky sound that rattles from deep, deep in the lung. She stops to try and control it, working the flem up, up and spits it to the stone floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To Cadence, Daisy gives a single explicit instruction. \"Burn that,\" she says flatly, turning to join Hiro on his way out. One hand brushes through her hair; the other grasps nervously at the laser pointer held in her center hoodie pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel dances with his eyes closed. He isn't a dancer, but this isn't really dance is it... this is... this is celebration... this is something unformulated... And though his eyes are closed, and he doesn't move as well as your average raver, he doesn't get trampled... he weaves in and out of the crowd... merging and melding with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "All Keene wanted was a rationale. He is remarkably permissive of this kind of behavior just so long as some sort of justification is given for it. Wonton, rampant destruction for its own sake is intolerable; wonton, rampant destruction for some Fight Club-style end is slightly more acceptable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hi,\" says Keene to Jess just after she asks Abel for information, allowing Pobble to act as hand-shake proxy. \"I'm Steve Keene, and this,\" indicating Pobble, \"is Dr. Alder. We're with the Invisible College. It's nice to meet you, miss ...?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Geero hops up and manages to escape Siomen's grasp, he toddles over to Rhiamon. Kasui remins, of course, upon the Seat of Mind, her momentary distraction fading as she focuses her full attention upon Jonah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Pobs, ya dumb shit. Ya fergot yer key again.\" Compton announces when he gets there. Holding out a key with a large dangly keychain with a 1 7 4 printed on it. \"Hi Dave...\" and a less familiar \"Hey\" to Chase.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "both comfortable and warm. A lightweigh, size bigger traditional, leather", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton situates himself so that Jen is between him and the front counter. He makes sure of this by peering over Jennifers shoulder a few times.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The snow falls heavily, and cars stay off the streets. The blanket of white and the swirling flurries keep most folk safely indoors. In the haze of flakes that is the lighted area of a streetlamp however, stands a solitary figure. Black full length coat drawn up with a large hood, gradually succumbing to the ice and snow and transmogrifying into snowmanform. Smoke whips about amidst the white, as the last of a cigarette is spat out from the shadows of the man's headcovering.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon stands, and fetches a chair for herself and Jet, placing them to one side of Jonah. Hana remains stationary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny's all alone at the bar. Backlit by the jukebox, her jacket turns different", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Be glad you ain't talkin' to Da'ath. Da'ath is silent, and a bitch to boot.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah notes this down. \"Very well. Are there any others?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "after she says Venti White Chocolate Mocha. She settles at your table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Penny says \"I've got a hotel room. It's pretty secure if a bit messy,\" she starts to get up \"unless,\" nodding out the window \"you don't think home is safe enough?\" Gliding from one subject to the next without much hedging \"Wouldn't trust him far as I could throw'im, good on you, 'cause it's not the people he's paying you've got to fear from.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Not arguing. Just not yet. Pretend Peachy was here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase makes a face, and turns to the bunker door again, fingering his cleft chin. \"What ta do, eh?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Someone was holding the door open letting in the frozen north winds. Not many people are walking in with it. There IS Penny, though ignoring the bouncer and the comments, shaking snow from the mantle of her jacket and dusting off the brim of her cap. She flashes open a wallet for him; probably picture id of some kind and moves further into the bar, a stiff-legged trek toward the back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Jesse.\" Compton grumbles back, \"Hes got shit and you need to get out more. Kenne has me on orders to get you laid, so...\" swivels on his stool and makes a grand gesture to the room at large, \"We come to where the skank lies in ambush.\" That said he turns back to his tin can and the pack of cigarettes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse comes in off the street following the rich aroma of coffee. Jesse has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"No you feeb. The sign, sign. Easy of here. The big Sony sign.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wow. For those that don't know, that was a hell of a lot of babble from the normally stoic guy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny shrugs and tips off the tvs toward the bathroom, Penny has no answers. She's just decoration, shedding her coat and a wad of sterile, red-soaked bandage from her right side. Unhooking her bag for maybe the millionth time (this gesture looks easy - it is not, this is a complicated affair) she asides to Chase \"Trash?\" balling the gauze up in her hand \"Gotta change this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble grins up at the sky. \"Toldyaso.\" he says. Something seems to occur to him at that moment and he rolls over onto his belly to stare at Abel. \"Where the hell did this Realm come from by the way?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater removes one of those arrows from his quiver. \"Sadly, they're not much good against anything these days. Modern medicine, as soulless as it is, is too fast and effective.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Watching Penny's display with the cue, Dev has to face she's actually good. Good enough to beat him, perhaps? As the poor sob wanders out to drink his sorrows, the shaven-head wanders towards Penny. Hands are slipped on each side pocket of his trench, and a weak, somewhat half-assed smile is open. \"That was a good game..for a newbie, I mean..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex wanders out of Novus Valnastium in the distance, slowly closing ground until he has arrived in the heart of the fields. Alex has arrived. Alex steps out of the keep and head in the direction of the cavern.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mashing down cliffside, Penny picks up the pace a little and books down the shoreline kicking up sand and crunching down seashells. Her hand skims the surface a few times trying to make a grab at the floating needle, gives up on the third attempt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater mumbles something about needing a blowgun and waves a hand dismissivly. The reeds revert back to grass. \"Things are slowing down. Maybe someone should go sit in the chair.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ahhhhh!\" Jim says, perusing his alcoholic cornucopia.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 0 success(es). //.etro: Abel rolls \"7\" at diff 8", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at Daisy,\"And...what are the Sleepers slaving for now? The fact that there are sleepers now who try things like seances, that one can go to a book store anf find steadily increasing new-age sections, and the fact that the old, pre-christian religions that were targeted by both the technocracy's pogrom and Chorister apathy are slowly returning...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sir, yes sir. sir\" The old hipster agrees, too readily realizing he's off the hook. \"Good day to ya to eh?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana watches Compton's dramatic change. Not feeling dramatically different herself,, she does, however, decide to let the matter drop. besides, she's got his goggles. Maybe that will do for payment. She starts heading north, herself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Skip arrives from the north. Skip has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The refined sythesis of hard living and regular controlled substance abuse is as much a draw as it is obvious. The countenance is the portrait of the soul and the eyes mark its intentions. What is most clear is that Penny wants. Green eyes, sun-scorched dyed-black eyebrows obvious on the paler skin. Her mouth a red, ripe stain; a suggestion of violence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Us plus Voodoo Eddie plus Eva plus the Eighth Day means we're full up,\" agrees Daisy, turning her back on Niko and slouching over to the sheeting. Delicately, she pushes it with the tip of her toe, waiting it for to rebound. Her expression passes through a dozen permutations of uncomfortable. \"I think we're good with what we got now, P. I mean, there's always the possibility that --\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton staggers in, looking rosy cheeked and disheveled. A Paper bag wrapped bottle hanging from his limp hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A renovated older building on the corner hosts a cosy little tea house. A", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "They commiserate quietly, the girls. It's this thing they do, talking with their eyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grabs the bag, and collects the gloves from the edge of the tub where he left them. Putting them in to the bag he gazes at the 'empty' tub and shrugs. \"They're making a building from ectoplasim?\" he asks trying to clairfy what you're babbling about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As Abel speaks, Daisy wrinkles up her nose and bobs her head. You can see aftershocks -- muscle tremors -- across her shoulders and back. They're obviously uncomfortable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake pulls his sunglasses down to the end of his nose and looks over them as he walks around towards the back of the store. When Cadence comes in, he turns and smiles, \"Cade... how you doing?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca leans up a bit to speak to Abel. She whispers to Abel, \"I...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sure thing Jazzy-J.\" the big guy responds, \"Tell me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The lack of light here is both spiritual and physical, a heavy black sticky miasma that clings to any living thing that visits. Only the occasional dim light of a fire-spirit, dancing weakly and oh-so-futilely ever cuts through the gloom and reveals the litter-strewn expanse of a place forgotten by humanity and controlled by the Weaver.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You don't really have to be much of a skilled pool player to realize the guy will have a hard time topping his opponent and getting the jackpot. Devros takes another step forward, slipping a gloved hand down the side of his trench and pulling a pack of cigarettes. As if the bar weren't foggy enough. He watches the rest of the game intently, glancing between Greg and Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel is engrossed in the video. Watching with the others.. He actually seemed to react when Daisy changes the liturgy. Maybe he knows it as well?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She palms the lit end and looks down at you \"Is divine euphoria supposed to peak like this? Look at you, you're bottoming out.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Figuring you don't mean literally, Penny goes on with her olives and ice; popping one and the other melting in the usual fashion. She reasons \"Snack's a snack, oi?\" Snickering at her own inherent humor, Penny explains in her further unconcerned, fixed-and-dilated way \"Piggy'n the old man'a pulled me outta some shit I never thought I'd get away from..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice looks around at the tables and nods to Jarrod, \"Yeah... Crazy 8's. That was it's name.\" She frowns at something, turning too look over at the door like a caged up bird now. \"Jarrod...let's..umm..haul, okay?\" Tugging on his arm so he will follow her once more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Patch'em'Up shrugs. \"I think you got too much time on your hand, dude", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton is standing outside Room 159 with Penny. At the room that isn't theirs where Penny is talking to the door, saying things like \"He's probably passed out. He probably got one look at himself in that sailor moo..\" when the door opens. No one there to greet her at eye-level, she looks down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm sorry. I guess you didn't get the part where we ruined a shitload of mass-produced cars, exposed a bunch of idiot suits to some badass beats and general wonder, disrupted the financial heart of Canada for, hell, I dunno, four hours, and generally made it harder for people to go about their jobs making the world more boring?\" She grins. On the sharp features of her face, it only makes her look like a rat. \"Do you want me to rewind to that part?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So can you taste any remaining mind-controlling drugs?\" Anupra wonders curiously, brows arching a touch. She seems to be humoring the other barfly for now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal grabs the manilla envelope out of his lap and heads over to Alyx with a curious smile on his face. He leans on the arm of Entropy, \"Sup?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor stifles a chuckle at Connelly's comment and studies the newcomer for a moment. He then looks at", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah guestures across the table to Alyx. \"Yes, Miss Davian?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Still grimacing from the nasty mix of Stout and Candy, Vulture just nods. He picks up a napkin and wipes his tongue off a couple of times to get that fucking AWFUL taste out of his mouth. A moment later he's succeeded, and makes a decision... he pops the sucker back into his mouth and pushes the brew away, \"I s'pose... still... can't live with'm, can't kill'm, can't even gett'm n'th'sack...\" Wow, that was cryptic. As it was, he too missed the beeline. He'll catch it on the way back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A new arrival's nearness is heard well before it is seen, sounding like someone is dragging something through the woods. It's not immediately obvious what the noise was when Dr Steve steps into the clearing, but once he moves out further its apparent that he has a large cardboard box attached to him by a peice of string and he's dragging it along behind him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wrong place?...\"Alex queries with a single nod, accepting what Compton says but maybe not actually believing it just yet,\"So,... which place /were/ you looking for?...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Halting a few feet away, Ian steps into the thick snow concealing the sidewalk. Tilting his head curiously, he adds with a smirk, \"A warm meal and some dry shoes, but I'll settle for information.\" Glancing back at the building, he inquires, \"Firstly, why in the Hell are you standing out here, in this frigid weather? Of course, it is a public sidewalk, in all, but I'm just curious.\" His posture remains non-threatening as he chats in a conversational tone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny immediately removes herself from the payphone/cig machine area, winces tight \"Players pull-thing sticks,\" some advice, but don't mistake it for friendly chit-chat. Penny drags long on a palmed cigarette and eyes the phone like she's expecting it to ring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton /leans/ up against the door like it is going to save him from drowning, and just closes his eyes tight. Giving up on the whole concentrating on the outside world for a bit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hija.\" Eddie pretends he's not quite sure it's Penny, that girl that fucked his", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase nods at Jonah's words. Slightly shifting in his chair, he chimes in support. \"Here here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Harrison extends his right hand in greeting, waving off the offer of the cigarette with his left hand. \"No thank you Mr. Steve. And I do not know of the circumstances that brought you here, but I take it they were somewhat less than pleasant.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Battered old pool table (#6) has 4 empty places. Pobble read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase steps back out to the main hall. Chase has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm good for right now,\" he says, accepting the flask back graciously and returning it to the inside of his jacket, continuing the trip towards the conservatory. \"I'm just starting to really feel the numbness spread. But thank you, as always.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His voice is carefully neutral. \"Good for him. Maybe the Quiet will do him some good. That, and me cleaning the bathroom out before somebody brushed their teeth with LSD.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko glances over at Penny, \"You are a very fortunate young lady.... I'd dare say you don't know how much so...\". He shakes his head softly and then looks at Daisy and reaches in his back pocket and pulls out his wallet, fanning out 3 hundreds, \"This help you get what you need?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny holds something small out in front of her. Looks like a phone. She stares at it, squints at it like it's supposed to be doing something. But clearly it isn't.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It. \"You mean the body,\" Hiro observes, bending down to retrieve Penny's keys from the grass; a fistful of sharpies next. These things are held uselessly; offered up, as if an alternative to the gun. \"We can't lug a corpse out of here, Penny.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods. \"We don't know who did it, though. We'll find out when we bring her back.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"But it's the principle.\" Compton says emphatically, \"I'm kinda old to be notorius ya know?\" and lines up on the 8 ball. \"8, top left.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacob pays for his coffee and collects it with a to-go lid. He moves back over towards Mary and offers a smile, \"Its time for me to get on my way, it was a pleasure seeing you again. Take care.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's why they have their own CDs. They're running NLP scams all the time. Soporifics. Audio vicodin. And so I tune into the signal, and she's smiling at me and... and the reason they've got good bathrooms is 'cause they've got soulcatchers up for all the poor junkies who OD looking for a safe warm place to be left alone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex sits on the stool, leaning an elbow on the workbench. His head tilts slightly as Penny moves toward the head, but he doesn't do anything to stop her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: Auto-aliasing to +today. (see +help +time for more)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right then. Let's see that cut, P.\" A finger wags at her, Chase has set aside the letter and is holding the band aids he procured for her before they were interrupted. The protective paper strip is peeled, and his callused hands prepare the wound closer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The police officer taps Penny on the shoulder once more, a bit of a frown forming over his features. He may go as far as to grip her upon the shoulder, but not quite yet -- unless she doesn't respond, of course.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse snorts when Isaac looks away, shaking his head, and turns back to the game. Stretching broadly, he circles the table, then lines up the shot again, gesturing with the stick at the seven ball, and then at the corner pocket. A miss.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The Pot?\" Compton says perking up considerably.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sighs, \"I apologize for wasting your time, Mr. Keene. I just thought this was something the Invisible College would get into. Even just destroying Mecca would help raise spirits around here. Clearly I miscalculated the ability of the College.\" This said, he falls silent and just puffs away at his pipe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "is a single bouncer who casually looks everyone over as they enter. On the far", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "John arrives from the west. John has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The TV flickers. Behind the screen, the ghostly image of a skull appears, CRTs plugged into its empty sockets, circuitry inlaid in whorls about its crown. For a moment, the image of sallow flesh superimposes itself on the skull. Then the picture appears again:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He smooths his lapels with the sides of his thumbs, cigarette locked between his lips. \"You are your own person. You are not your Avatar, you are not your Tradition. You *are* yourself. That's the only person you're accountable to.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lugging along slowly, Penny and Daisy are going over a few things. \"The fourth", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "of sorts. To get him in the door. To get him closer to your paper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Down. Way the fuck down.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Damn right he is,\" says Keene, finishing his cigarette and dropping it into the beer can. \"Well, it's up to you guys. I just want his ass dropped -- I don't really care how it gets done.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus slides over to the Council table. He peers down at the white pills, then chuckles and reaches for a couple. He meanders across to the other table, gets a cup of ale, then downs the two pills, happily, and chugs down the drink and lets himself flow into the music.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This stuff is most probably spirit ephemera rendered neutral. The interaction between a material object and its spiritual counterpart has been removed, and the \"imprint\" of the soul's relationship between spiritual and material has been erased.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Thus armed, because Penny's fucking athletic, she's got a bead on the door and one eye on the monitor when it counts. \"Yeah,\" sarcastic \"Cause a fucking drifter packs the biggest hand cannon on the market. How 'bout the competition? You got any? Doesn't look like one of those magic fucking ninjas...\" she opines, advancing to the bottom of the stairs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With that Compton unbuckles the straps of his satchel and rummages inside, nodding to Penny, \"I'da guessed as much. Don't worry toots.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 3 success(es) including 1 ten(s). //.etro: Pobble rolls \"arete\" at diff 3", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah again scribbles this down, moving on. \"The Seat of Spirit is Vacant, we move on to the Seat of Matter.\" (is Siomen in it, but idle?)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny racks up stacking in some obscure and arcane numbering order, rolls the triangle forward a few times then finger-tightens the group; no room to move. While she waits for Devros to get back with the drinks, chalking her cue again Penny reaches back into the depths of a corner pocket for the cue ball. She polishes it against her thigh, grime twisting off it in her hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well, Hana is cheered for the night. She looks at Jesse, still smiling. She's the kind of girl who's a pretty bitch, but even better when smiling. She rests her elbows on the bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally ahs softly and looks at Alexandre and Rhiamon.. maybe they can help him or explain. one of the two. Besides she's still wanting an explanation for what happened.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "***At this point we lost most of our cast for OOC reasons. I'm assuming we all went of to the Honey Pot. Compton most likely got loaded, molested one of the dancers, then got thrown in to a dumpster by the bouncers.***", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx rumples her hair up and curls up properly in the grass. \"It's better to die, period. These guys don't.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Escalus with 'Three times a charm? I'd like to try one more time,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Just go *in* there and get it.\" Compton points past Tiziano, in to the room, \"He said yes already.\" he reasons with Penny. Then to Tiziano, \"That's good advice kid.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No shit, you're from the Bay, too?\", she asks, then echoes, to Hiro, \"No shit. He's from the bay, too.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Laurie says, \"Oh, yeah. It's just on the next block... Go down to the stoplight, here, and turn left...\" Laurie gestures with one hand, towards the other end of the street.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pinches the bridge of his nose again and mutters darkly under his breath in one of the dozen or so languages he speaks that no one here is likely to know. What was that all about?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A man stands there, one of the hotel's security staff. Just to the side of him is a rather ubiquitous cardboard box. He gestures down at it with a flourishing motion of the hand. \"Is this yours? We'd appreciate it if you diddn't leave your belongings out in the hallway for others to trip over them.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's a large vacant lot, approximately one-fourth the size of a city block. Overgrown with weeds, and dotted here and there with rubble from the detritus of years of neglect, and from what appears to be the remnants of a former building, there is almost a sad, forlorn feel to the place.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro enters the Council Chambers from the Main Hall outside. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Euphoria and just a generalized feeling of happiness seem to pour out from Millia as she dances now with her rhythmic ribbon in her hand, stars flowing around, above, and to her. It seems to be flowing from her fill the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pressure point spreads throughout his body warmly. Coupled with the rush of fire water, and an unseen hand gesture, his organs and vital points align themselves in a configuration least likely to suffer injury from a surprise attack. He prepares his mind and body for a deal gone wrong, though there are no signs of such an event.... yet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right, House. Was that caf or no caf?\" The highschool student asks as she decends in to the second level of the archane ordering system of the 'bucks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan shakes his head slowly before offering Millia a smile as well. He seems to have been addressing the previous question to Penny, but he decides either woman looks cold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chuck actually makes his way to the pool table, fetching her a pitcher of good ol' Canadian beer and a glass mug before wandering back to his dirty bar. \"So, let's just go to the standard questions..\", Devros asks, taking a sip from his own bottle. \"Do you come here often?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Orange neon announces that this fine establishment is RUMP SHAKERS and that it has been OPEN SINCE 1983. It is a NIGHTCLUB.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana comes in, smoking. She pauses near the door to finish her cigarette, which she ditches in an abandoned glass on the nearest table. Time to start staking out the place. All the regulars know her by now, sometimes irritation in their eyes, sometimes pleasure, as they glance at her wandering form. She walks through the tables, looking slowly from one to the next.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods, passing on as he continues to write. \"The Seat of Life is currently unrepresented, as is the Seat of Time. I know who represents both and have received word from both, however, and thus will take note of such later. Now, we move on to the Seat of Correspondence.\" His glance goes to Chase.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon raises an eyebrow. She says something in a language you don't understand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Bani Order of Grumpy Old Men, bani rune-hackers, initiate exemptus blah blah blah,\" drones Hiro, flashing his teeth at Alyx again. \"Save the titles for the wrinkle-bags, I say.\" And this would be why his reputation in the Order is so shoddy. Back to the music.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You know.. It occurs to me that maybe we could just put one of those things in here, all lit up like.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(white) under a button-down (suede), under a denim jacket. It's this article", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods to Paksenarrion, noting this down in his book. He glances about. \"Anyone else?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze grins slightly looking in Kasui's direction, but generally Millia and Tal as well, \"Remember Kohai, the great sage Kung-Fu-Tzu said \"The Noble Person is not a Tool.\" his grin is slightly devilish.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Acheson says \"You see, no matter how tainted the source data, Ubermensch had very promising results.\" Sarcasm is evident here. \"And success, to some, is more important than ethics.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She isn't aiming it at anyone in particular but has it in her right hand. Her grip loosens and blows past Connelly, past Abel She says, in Enochian, \"It's nothing to you. Stay out of my way.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You have no idea,\" Alyx assures, agreeing somewhat with Kaze. \"Still, here feels more comfortable than down in the city, though I'm not entirely sure /why/ yet. Do....do you think anyone will mind if I try and mingle?\" The latter query is spoken with some hesitation, a note of shyness entering her voice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene's attention then moves to Connelly, blinking once. He must not have noticed him initially.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim continues drinking, and quickly pours another glass. \"So, Isaac, what's goin on in your world, man. Other than the crazy chicks, I mean.\" Jesse leans forwards to line the shot up, nearly miscues, and fails utterly to sink the seven.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk out of the cave, your eyes adjusting to the bright sunlight. Entering the grasses of the field, you walk for a ways, until you have reached the highest peak. Rolling Fields", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake slips through the crowd and heads out. Jake heads out to the street. Jake has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander nods his head a couple of times, \"True, true, we were awfully busy that night. Well.. You can always drop by my place again. Ride on my bike, roll around the hay.\" He tips a hat that doesn't exist, \"Ma'am.\" Walking from the table, he heads towards the exit, inclined to leave it would seem.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A dark look begins to gather on Pobble's features. The blue haired freakish boy's sunny demeanor slowly sinking into darker looks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Knock knock. Comes the reply.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess stops by Millia and Tal and smiles brightly to Millia \"Heyas...\" looking past her at the food table. \"What are the different pills?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods. \"I'll to that Penny. Peace be with you and Providence guide your steps.\" He finishes standing and, with a wave of farewell, heads toward the door out of Novus.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And their tomato soup has that annoying half-split parsley sticking out of it? And their soda machines only have that lame generic 'President's Choice' crap\" a wry smile", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Exhale: a swirling cone of sicky-sweet ganja smoke, streaming from between Hiro's pursed lips. He idly scratches at the nape of his neck, sniffs once at Keene's comment, and promptly settles into 'ignore Keene's rant' mode. Instead, he heads over to examine the contents of Pobble's cardboard box, sticking first his nose, and then an arm into the thing's depths.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stands with Dave near Chase, staring off into the void with a smoking blue tube between his lips. Dr Steve looks sad and unhealthy in the sickly light of the glowstick that is attached to his lapel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "other countries around the world to keep the docks busy. Like any commercial", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah counts all the affirmative votes, then says, \"All opposed? Speak now or forever hold your peace.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron whispers to Abel. Tal reaches up and squeezes Alyx' hand with a smile before walking across the table again passing from Entropy to Prime once more. He sits at his appointed seat and folds his hands in his lap over the manilla folder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori shrugs her shoulders and says, \"Look, people assume lotsa stuff about me, and some of it's true and some of it ain't. I'm not that hard to figure out... Well... maybe.\" She offers an uncertain smile. \"About as hard as you, I figure.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at the person talking,\"What? Who would *WANT* to leave here?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Is there something wrong with it?\" Anupra inquires casually in Standingwater's direction, head tilted a little. \"Too fancy, maybe?\" she adds, smiling a little.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods, looking a bit relieved. \"Thanks Hiro. Maybe I'll explain someday.\" Then he moves away to get a view of the TV.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ow. Fuck!\" is the frank observation from the big guy. His goggles askew and a fresh cut on his forhead starts to seep blood.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks over her shoulder, something reproachful lingering, as she heads back to the bathroom. Kicking open the door, she reveals another kind of mess. Just past her on the floor is a plastic bag, lots of hair overflowing from it. \"Any man that doesn't tell me where *I* stand until the minute he dies? is in the messed-up column'a my book\" Going through the motions of rinse-fill-slide-presto, coffee Penny also adds \"So had you met Earl before?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny is totally unconvincing - she doesn't sound like she knows what she's talking about but she's into it. She's enthusiastic. She's psyched it worked.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah looks over to Hana momentarily, his head cocking to one side. Studying her, he offers a smile. \"Yes, yes you did. You are Kawakami Hanami, am I correct?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex drops his feet to the floor and stands. Gather his sling bag and helmet from the chair next to him, he turns and heads for the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Y'r..\" she starts but the old man says quiet so she's quiet. But not her headphones. They're still spouting a static thrum, a humming drum and she's smiling. Smiling so big and so wide, crouching down behind Compton, Penny makes a face. Quiet as a mouse.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase shifts his attention back to Keene, \"They move alot of tar, they eat a lot of fish, and kill people real silent like. Other than that, the usual ninja Yakuza stuff i suppose.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny make a concious, visible effort to stop. But her mouth keeps moving at an incredible rate \"..moment when one of those marys would've got on that cross /fo/ him and well. Something had to be done. You know how it is, always a man on top.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "unit and raises it behind his ear. \"Grounded kicker. It's the universe's spike, cabrone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton tromps out of the cave. His pants all soggy and sodden from his inter-dimensional splunkering to get here. As always, he looks right pissed off having to do it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey looks across at Abel, not having noticed him before. He blinks back, looking the man over as if suprised by something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana finds his seeming obliviousness slightly amusing-- but that's only amusing enough to make her lips twist into what is, at best, a sort of sad, ironical smile. She's barely managing her normally pacific expression today. But enough about what Compton doesn't even see. The rain probably muffles the faint swish of her sopping coat. She waits a few moments more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah gathers his briefcase and his cane. \"Good day, everyone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This room is bare, save the inclusion of several seats, benches, tables, and other miscellaneous lab equipment. Even with this equipment, the room itself is fairly empty, left to made into whatever is needed at the time. As a lab, it seems poorly equipped; however, should one consider the makeup of the room, it would become clear that the lab was built as such to better align it with any who might use it, as opposed to fitting it to any specific paradigm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton clutched Jesse by the shoulder and turns his dazed form back towards the room. \"Go t'bed man.\" he offers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah says, \"The effects of the Spear do end at the edges of the city, however the storm does not seem to exist until a decent distance outside the city itself. This location is within the calm zone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel slips through the cars towards Compton, gritting her teeth as she suddenly goes into action. With a whirl of her feet she suddenly slams Compton with a flying drop kick... the camera sails into the air....... and falls smashing to the ground as she strikes with incredible agility... and jumps back...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the far wall, a long table has been set up, stacked with a variety of chemical compounds and mixing material. Everything from begin base liquids, to corrosive acids stored in chem-hazard tanks. A myriad mix of beakers, vials, and test-tubes line the shelves above. Gloves, goggles, tongs, all things a junior mad scientist would need to conquer the world. Some larger steel drums of chemicals are stored under the table, and some electronic chem-analysis equipment blinks an occasional red flash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The cart and table's a shambles; it's former glory now stockpiled in Penny's sticky fingers; but this is the right of all guests at the Holiday Inn - she can't help it if the attendants are slow; and they are (this being Canada) but they do catch on quickly and move far and away into the nether region of the pantry for to restock. The guard goes back to being docile and Richard remains his pleasant self behind the counter. Newly arriving guests can't tell he's cowering but we know better, don't we.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice snorts at the man on the back of her bike, \"Naw, the guy was too whimpy for me. Didn't like being tied up.\" Slipping her helmet on and reving up her bike before moving the kickstand, \"Let's haul ass!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine does look back behind her and then towards Gwennyth as she's escorted out. She signs, then just lets her hands drop, shrugging.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy comes in from the street. Daisy has arrived. Penny laughs, catching that \"What, you're saying there's only room in this town for one kinda cult head shop?\" Penny uh uhs like she knows everything and Jesse's just being paranoid. And still she's waiting for this elusive free beer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Then it stops and a subtle throbbing, distant headphone-echo starts to build up again. The door to the bathroom opens on rusty hinges and slams into the wall with a loud bang, Penny at her finest. Swiping spittle from her chin and cheek, her forehead is damp, t-shirts near to soaking and the red stain on her right has brightened, if anything. She toes the door open again before it can close on her face", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton looks over at Hepz again, after what Penny says. No, in fact leering would be a better word. \"I've seen stranger looking girls. Besides it's Chase's shit and I'm just being supportive is all... ya don't see me doing it do ya?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene says \"You're pretty close by. Let me see if I can't find you outside.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table D\"My name's Daisy. Daisy Inscrutable. So don't bother lookin' it up, 'cause it's obviously ain't my real name.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"They do?\" asks Keene, taking a ginger toke on the spliff. He pauses to savor it before slowly releasing the smoke, passing it back. \"Isn't it fucking self-evident?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Moss is following behind Charice with a smug looking expression on his face. He stops a few feet inside the main pool hall and gives the place the once over. He pulls out a pack of smokes and a zippo while he's doing this and lights up. He turns to Charice and nods his approval.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Che, my man,\" Hiro's voice raises perhaps half a decibel, and he waves the dwindling blunt in Chase's direction. He's hunched down beside Keene, knees drawn up to his chest, one arm across his knees. \"I bet the pig could kick her avatar's ass,\" he ammends, helpfully.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori nods and sips her soda. \"Yeah... not bad.\" She smiles beatifically for a second at him, clearly not a hundred percent sober to the trained eye. \"How's life as an outlaw?\" She reaches for a piece of bread and pops a bit in her mouth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the far wall, a long table has been set up, stacked with a variety of chemical compounds and mixing material. Everything from begin base liquids, to corrosive acids stored in chem-hazard tanks. A myriad mix of beakers, vials, and test-tubes line the shelves above. Gloves, goggles, tongs, all things a junior mad scientist would need to conquer the world. Some larger steel drums of chemicals are stored under the table, and some electronic chem-analysis equipment blinks an occasional red flash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Drink to him,\" Daisy murmurs, dropping out of her chant. She grips the microphone with both hands, eyes beginning to roll into the back of her her head. \"And if you have anything you wish you'd said to him -- you'd best say it quickly.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"There's a guy in a bearsuit, fu.. Pobs?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel frowns a little and shakes his head as Aaron speaks. Then he whispers back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble only just manages to not laugh at Connelly's last statement. \"That is such a facking cop-out. I ain't never heard nothing so lame and defeatist.\" This is all he really has to add at this point, glancing to Daisy to let her pour on some more scorn and bitterness. He takes a long drag on the smoke and waggles some fingers at Abel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "If you can't keep it in your pants, keep it in the cabal. There's some kind of argument with the driver, and the cab peels out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene allows for Pobble's usual appetite for liquor, smiling very faintly while Pobble equalizes himself with a few bolts of smooth Canadian whiskey. Keene sinks his money into two things: his suits and his liquor. He only drinks top shelf. It's no wonder that he doesn't have much else to his name. Still, it's not like he can't get anything he wants with a moderate application of his natural talents.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wet, dirty and possibly ashed in,her hand is listless. A boney trap of spindly long", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standard police narcotic procedure forbids partaking in controlled substances; this is an offer to show the homeboy he's not a cop. Might be a victim, but he's not a cop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Without much delay a small woman wearing a small apron, stooped low to the ground by arthritis and poor nutrition in her better days, shuffles into the room (her way around the counter was a journey bracketed by cracking bones and gutteral grunts) with a cup and a pot of hot water. She makes her way toward Penny, smiling toothless, her eyes lost dots in the crinkled lattice of puffy eye skin and jowl. In broken english, the waitress coughs \"Water, yes. Yes,\" pleasant, happy to be useful and doing something, not shored up in the network of socialist homes for the aging \"other cup? you?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shahai pulls up to the front gate of the place and gets out. It looks like", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal steps back out to the main hall. Tal has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oi, Piggy. Wotcha. You wanna get yer wick dipped? Gotta bluelight here.\" Some people do not belong in biker bars.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Praise be unto thee, O Osiris, the Lord of Eternity,\" she says. \"Un-Nefer, Heru-Khuti, whose forms are manifold, whose attributes are majestic. Praise be unto thee, O thou who art Ptah-Seker-Tem in Anu. Thou Lord of the hidden shrine. Thou Creator of Het-ka-Ptah and of the gods therein, thou Guide of the Tuat, who art glorified when thou settest in the sky.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex frowns as he makes his way to a stool next to one of the workbenches. The gang watches with idle curiousity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Snow still on his shoulders, Chase walks in cursing the world in Spanish. That language not being associated with cold climates, it's little wonder he shows no outright love for the chilly weather. Boots stomp off some sludge as the thick man grooms his feet for indoor use. This is about the time his lazy gaze registers other forms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "motion with precise timing. Sucking the cigarette, sucking the essence of Yahwe back to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene and some other people are around a stolen Holiday Inn TV with a VCR on top of it. Keene is sitting in front of it, smoking a cigarette, while Daisy confronts Connelly in no uncertain terms verbally. Keene himself has his usual neutral demeanor, a practiced, even calm that only the best pharmacuticals can give you. However, as Pobble approaches and starts talking smack along with Daisy, the suited man thinks it wise to get to his feet; not to confront anyone, or to get in the way of any of his comrades, but probably so he can quickly get out of the way if things escalate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk south along Jarvis to College. Downtown - Jarvis and College E(#128RJ) You walk under the archway and enter the gardens. Allan Gardens(#6048RIJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(Phone) Chase is eating chips right into the receiver and being generous with the *crunching* noises. As such, it's several seconds before he's swallowed the mouthful of salty treats and is able to speak. And don't be dirty!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She's wearing her heart on her sleeve, or at least her politics. Various patches and slogans decorate her scruffy army surplus coat, including a prominently displayed white-on-black anarchy symbol on the back. Her faded bluejeans look like they've been put through the dryer with a rabid mongoose, and her running shoes are partly held together with duct tape.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Don't gotta be a howling cunt about it,\" he replies. Sniff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Guard points over to another room, one with the door still open. \"You break into that there room and steal something from it, eh?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "always traffic. The sidewalks are a clean white colour and the streets have", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Bushmills on the rocks, please.\" Who knew Chase was capable of saying please. You turns to Penny as 'Janet/Flow' does, expectantly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Acheson freezes as you put the tape recorded on the table. \"/No/ recordings.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel continues to consider Hiro and Daisy, and looking like he's enjoying the amount of thought going into the discussion. \"Like, I'm afraid I don't know Gematria but I know some people who do in kind of an off hand way. And I've never read this stephenson guy. I don't know if the Bible and Torah were quarentined like you say, but if they were suposed to be, then with Translation, yeah it's been 'dirtied.' Part of the reason the translation to the vulgate from latin was because the information might be changed... not because, like, it was putting the info away from the priests and clergy to the masses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Amano arches a brow at their weird gossip, watching it all with sideway interest. When the freaky little lady with the unzipped pants saunters into the mix, he gapes openly. Woo. Crazy. He forces his mouth closed in a naughty grin and backs off to get a better, safer, view.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Laughing with the small group, Penny relates some anecdote with wide gestures. Pulling the rod from her pocket, they shrink back a little \"No no, it's not a gun\" letting them see it. They pass it around, taking turns pointing it at the fence, trying to turn it on. When it comes back around to her, Penny bangs it a few times in her palm and she too, points it at the fence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah chuckles quietly, \"I was attempting to avoid comparison to other governments, Miss Grant. But yes, I suppose that comparison could apply.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mercutio goes now. Mercutio goes home. Mercutio has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus stays sprawled in the Seat of Time, relaxed. He smiles to Alyx as she approaches him, but doesn't move.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You know there's no such thing. ..which god is it?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well take it.\" she won't hear an excuse as a no, extending it toward you", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wide-eyed, Penny blusters \"It's perfectly appropriate! I'm GOING to a FUNERAL\" red in the cheek, red in the eye - it's probably true. Granted being drunk and singing dirges isn't the most obvious way of representing - generally and traditionally it's all black clothes, black armbands, black limos and a cachet of flowers to rival any wedding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is the large, open main room of a rowdy biker bar. Near the entrance is a single bouncer who casually looks everyone over as they enter. On the far side of the room is a long, wooden bar with old, leather-covered bar stools in front of it. Behind the bar is a long mural of a naked woman, sprawled out on her side. The liquor selection here is fairly limited, but there's a wide selection of beers to choose from.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah shifts anxiously from one foot to the other. Watching she can do, but it doesn't seem overly useful. She does a double-take when Chase disappears, but hey.. it makes as much sense as anything she's seen lately. She watches the feed as helpfully as possible.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm having a psychotic episode, Keene. I need something.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "enough to bother you. However, the sound seems to doppler shift. Whatever is", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I wasn't trying to kill you. You Were Hemmoraging.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon just dosed off herself. Sounsd goo dto me Rhiamon has disconnected.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene glances across Pobble's features once he gets to his feet, noticing the blood. In an easy movement, he offers him three Wet Naps he snagged from some restaraunt from a back pocket. He says nothing, thinking now would be a good time not to draw too much attention to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble falls backwards, as if he's just fainted. He lands on the ground, flat on his back with a slight 'Ow'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Totally understandable where J. Smith might come up with that idea. If this were San Fancisco that might be true. But it's Canada and there are stranger things here than shaved women. Penny continues to speak to Mary, mindful of her ears.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton doesn't seem particularly upset by this. His connection to the spirit world having always eebn one of utility and not, um, spirit. He then guffaws, \"Hee, Wendy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His brown leather trench coat spreads evenly over his broad shoulders and muscle-bound back and flows down past his knees, nearly hiding simple faded-brown pants, a bright new arctic blue polo shirt and faded black combat boots. This ensemble comes together to show a life of living it rough.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah.\" (says Penny)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre nods slightly to Standingwater, \"It seems a lot of us are waiting for that.\" Frowns slightly, then looks to Niko, then back to Standingwater, \"A lot of things were put on hold, I suppose.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A small, pale woman, garbed casually. James", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny is carefully extracting herself from a difficult situation down the doomed corridor. Burdened with bags, the flashing christmas lights in the men's store have become too much holiday for her. Doubled over, she sinks to the marble floor outside and pokes around her tied-on bag to make the ringtone stop. \"What, I'm losing the fight. Oh god it's awful,\" she says into the phone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You don't have to do it now. Got something else in mind.\" Clearing her sinuses, Penny grabs a marker on the way into the bathroom. OOC Penny says \"Hi :) Welcome back.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Don't worry, Abel. It's not a violation of the Council's order. I'm over that. We're just in planning.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene appreciates Pobble's occasional attempts to not horrifically screw things up for Keene's image management plans. Were it only Pobble and Hiro, Keene would have a fairly easy time keeping them in line, but the more volitile members of the cabal require almost two Keenes to keep remotely civil.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stomps in. Heavy Parka drawn up about his head and his boots are leaving slushy prints behind him. Under his arm is tucked a long leather case and behind him is the walking freak show of Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shahai gets in and drive the car throught he open gate. Shahai You step off the street and into the vacant lot. Shahai has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "'PHENOMENON: The local junkies if they are together enough will see the three of us with odd gagets. The two 'flashlights' look inert and project no visible light. The Polaroid-gun just looks odd, but simply spits out 4x4 photos.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel seems to have pulled a chair from the gallery closer to the table. Occasionally he looks back to the gallery to where Aaron is sitting. Around the room, the chantry seems to be slowly rebuilding itself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah. Hana,\"Alex says with a single nod,\"The young lady that was looking to talk to your friend Dr. Adler.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Acheson inhales the smoke. \"You cannot share this with the rest of the Traditions here. We have enough data--the Man In White in charge of Toronto keeps careful eyes on you people. We're willing to give you more information, if necessary, to get you to do this.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "**Stupid little scene. But Hana has been causing shit and I wanted to cover the bases ICly. The sad part is that this scene had to happen because of her OOC mouth. Anyhoo, its over shortly.**", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pig-Boy is no hard-ass; he ducks instinctively, as if this would save him from a stray round. \"Fuck, Penny,\" is all he says. He still follows -- just gives himself a little more distance.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre's attention is diverted by Compton. He stares at him, watching him stagger in. He seems to sigh, just the barest of sighs, before returning to look at Jonah and Rhiamon, \"I would like to hear about the differences, if there are any.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Neh,\" acknowledges Hiro, his free hand wrapping back around the bicep opposite. \"Some people got no 'preciation for art.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro pushes his way into the library, the tinny rattle from his earbeads growing cacophanous, almost deafening. The Misfits? He fixes his attention on the body lain out on it's gurney; tapping his breast pocket to kill the music. Somehow, he never even looks at the gang of bikers. \"Your show, Pence,\" is all he has to say, unshouldering his record bag, and dropping it down onto a workbench.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James arrives from the lake. James has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx exhales softly, sitting down rather abruptly. \"Here is fine,\" she decides, closing her eyes, though remaining sat upright. Anyone with a hint of life or mind active can probably tell her hangover has begun early.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim grins, and gulps down half the beer in a flash. He fires up another smoke, and turns slightly in his stool to regard the pool players, puzzled by their nasty looks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Now it rumbles, and... well, it seems to belch. There's scrabbling against the inside of the top and then it pops open, spewing out the suited monkey and dress wearing doctor. From the looks of him, he doesn't look like its been an uncomfortable few hours in the box. He looks well rested, with a crusty coating of blood over his features. Reaching back into the box he pulls a cigarette from within, and looks across the grass for anyone nearby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater scowls at the sky. \"At this point I wouldn't care if the guy with the most iron teeth and plastic bones helps. I just want to get this job done so I can go back to the forest where I belong.\" Viktor mutters something along the lines of, \"I'll get started right away in that case...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At this time of the morning there is only one person in Starbucks. He's a sandy-haired business-suit wearing man wearing silver-rimmed round spectacles. He's got a John Lennon-y look to him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Digressions aside, Daisy herself, carrying a toolbox under one arm and looking perfectly conspicuous, is wasted out of her mind. The urban jungle is a real 'urban jungle'. Quetzals fly overhead. Peccaries dart and squeak underfoot. Bankers seen out of the corner of her eye sport jutting penis-gourds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(SPLAT!) (CRUNCH!)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Swan walks west along College to Jarvis. Swan has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I thought maybe Mexico but then he said 'Don't be trite'\" mimicking someone or other following her own thread, continuing in that same booming voice \"'we can not tolerate that level of filth' so then I thought maybe Rio and he didn't have anything to say about that,\" evening out to her indoor voice. Forgetting any impulse to chew or even bother with food, Penny picks up a magazine and holds it up infront of her face during a commercial. \"God is one of us.\" A pause.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy now thumbs at the corner of her mouth, disguising an expression that is rapidly becoming even sourer than Hiro's. A glance is cast back to Jake and Cadence, then back to Hiro again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 1 success(es). Long distance to Hiro: Penny just got ammo. Alex frowns as he makes his way to a stool next to one of the workbenches. The", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks up, a faint crease where a smile would be on anyone else. \"Need a light,\" the stick bouncing around her words. But because she's cold-thus-perceptive she takes it out of her mouth, the better to vocalise. Two fingers form a v around it and she gestures a circle with it at you \"got one?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So what, we just stand here?\" Alyx prompts, holding her tube up and watching Compton curiously.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "roots remains. It is a perfectly normal skull-shape and bears no mark; cut,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns back to the video, eyes still wide. Jake opens the door and heads out streetside. Jake has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "doesn't apply in cases of the personal. Like affronts or insults. But if you just conjugate with a verb like I did? it works. Cig me,\" a polite request as they walk \"I'm only taking this as far as the next door then it's all you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks Daisy over like maybe there's something wrong, incorrect perceptions; reception isn't coming in clear. She looks Daisy over, mouth twisted shut, eyes on the money. Purpose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse shakes his head no, shrugging it off. \"Still think she needed a reroll. See how she likes it, she's the one against the wall.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Devros pulls a cigarette, replacing the pack for his white lighter. His gaze only leaves the table to follow Penny on her way to the bathroom, and then back to Greg. He curls his lips into a thin smile, shaking his head at the poor guy, aware of his defeat. As soon as the girl returns and the game is resumed, Dev moves towards the closest wall, resting his back against it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is the central bar area of Toronto. There is a bar on every corner,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC Compton says \"No worries. Sorry for the wait.\" OOC Penny says \"We can keep ourselves occupied - how long'll you be? - so we can tailor our rp,..\" OOC Escalus says \"I will be back 1 hour and ten minutes from now. But I am enjoying the scene.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From Derelict Home - Main Room, Eventually, Karl appears, coming in from back outside. \"Somehow, they've... escaped. Or hidden themselves. We may as well go home.\" From Derelict Home - Main Room, Micah shrugs \"Course we could always burn this sucker down...that way the night wasn't a total waste\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "...silence. The little death of a party. \t--and, then, the music comes back as a low, subliminal thrum: bass rattling at a level that's felt in the bones rather than heard, a low -thump thump thump- that rises up through the floor, suffuses the room, and -- as it peaks, and Hiro twists two dials simultaneously to redline -- explodes into an audible matrice of sound.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The apparition that is Chase Kettle is robed in white glory, an angel to create the pinnacle of the Heaven side of the party. To the more astute observer, this is no manufactured light show, no tell tale flickering or imperfection, just a simple peace that somehow manages to be carried throughout the assembly on the wild death cries manufactured by Hiro's sound system.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx nods, drifting over to aforementioned table and beginning to load up two plates, a variety of foods on each. She takes her time about it, fingers drifting over the food about an inch above touching it, as if she's selecting the 'perfect' one. Weird.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Stepping up and in from outside, leaning heavily on her cane with each step, comes Anupra. She peers around the irish-themed bar for a moment, straightening her back before heading slowly towards the counter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny shrugs her jacket back the right way, the nylon making that slithery noise as she zippers it. \"Whatever. Jackass.\" Short on words and patience in low supply, she stuffs her fists into the pockets. Penny walks toward the door slowly; her body just as stiffly resolute as when she walked in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Free and Easy.\" repeats Dave, smirking in a way that only a monkey can. \"You Twat.\" it adds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny, too, leans in real close like and slides her hands up on the empty newspaper stand, grabs the trailing hand. Presses something into it. Smallish. Dime-ish \"I know who you are,\" she grins white and wide \"I just wanted to see for myself if it was true.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Guide them, heh,\" says Keene, lighting up with his cheap plastic lighter while giving a Queen Wave briefly to Abel. \"I saw this on a t-shirt, once: if you're not the lead dog, the view doesn't change very often. The person who made that t-shirt had a great insight into the workings of the world.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The game face appears, same one as used when dealing with murderous drug dealers and crack whores. He's entering the Zone, trying not to embarrass you too much maybe. Trying to improve your sparkly image.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "hands shake up a glass vile containing reddish liquid. He inserts it into an air injection", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James replie, \"James Anderson.\", just before hailing a taxi.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice grins at Jarrod, \"I got an itch to ride is all. Come on..\" she makes her way though the bar quickly as she can, with Jarrod at her side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That was the hard part. Having God turn away. Turn. Away.\" The line is punctuated with a long drag on the cigarette, illuminating damp sand speckled cheeks, and scratches along the 'crown of thorns'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre tilts his head slightly, \"I don't know. I'm not a mind reader. But what I do see is that it looks like someone is going to lose everything in their stomach. And that concerns me. It isn't healthy. \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Empty lots and undeveloped plots of useless land fill this intersection. Old, largely-abandoned factories are set up along the streetside. Development here ceased long ago, apparently. Two major homeless shelters operate in this area, given its rather cheap real-estate value. The area is mostly populated by homeless people, junkies and whores, though the occasional employee of the few operating companies in this area might be seen driving through... generally rapidly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Still smoking, Penny's eyes shift from the phone to the advancing shadow/brick-wall and quirks a brow \"No, go ahead.\" She says this calmly, near serene like she has the patience of a saint.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia keeps in step with Penny rather well. She steps just beside the other woman, glancing at the her abdomen, pinpointing the wound quickly, \"What happened to you?\" Her voice is full of concern.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[Ed note: Painful scene. May want to skip it, or delete it outright... Oh, Compton gets attacked again.]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So, what do you think is a winnable battle?\" Alex asks,\"... Sabotaging traffic lights to cause traffic jams?...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex watches Connelly for a moment after her statement, a slow nod. \"I can see that you are going to get along really well here,\" he comments,\"... Not that I, personally fit anything that you seem would consider unsafe....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"But then some shit happens, and ya find yerself on yer ass in the street ready to load your drawers and there's nothing you can do about it until Penny shows up to save yer ass, again.\" he looks down at his beer gut ashamed. What a fucking pathetic sight. Someone shoot him already.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse nods, cupping the last of the blunt to his lips to guard the red glow from whoever might be watching. He skirts around the car, swings the passenger door open, and stares at the sky in disbelief.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So? Ya got any info like that\" Compton asks Alyx, refering back to Penny rather broken description of events last night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Salt peanuts? With Eva?\" Penny keeps walking, but unevenly - as strangely poised as her words \"Not unless you get fat, turn black and start playing the trumpet.\" She swipes at the corner of her mouth, phantom alcohol and the damp making her fingers twitch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "for movement inside the room. His lips, of course, are split into a wicked grin of mischeivous malice, \"So... y'gotta fuck'n name, or what?\" There's that question asked again - cause he can.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "people dancing jigs and singing loudly along with the vibrant music. The dance", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny drops into the chair, the study and won't fall apart chair, like a stone. Was she asleep? She keeps blinking, looking around. Huddling inside her coat, Penny slides her ass to the far edge of the chair so she's low. Inconspicuous.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We got ten. Let's get a big mac,\" he invites, eyeing the streetcorner McDonalds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny draws and ties the curtain onto a pole. It seems to be one of those unwritten rules of the party - you don't go near the decks, you do not pass go. A small group of glitter-tykes reassemble in the area, filling in the holes Penny, Tal and Daisy left in the crowd.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The security guards pay a tad extra heed to punk-rawk Mickey. Chase looks back lazily as he enters, \"What the shit...\" Who knew beer needed so much protection. Well, perhaps from monster alcoholics and drug addicts, they do. Hello Chase, hello Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "PROPERTY OF HOLLIDAY INN, the television says. RETURN IF FOUND.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim walks through the intersection of Parliament and College, to see several people he recognizes. He tosses a raised eyebrow to Isobel as he passes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Her deft fingers pluck out one at random. 'Happy 50th Anniversary!', the card cheerily declares.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: Mere seconds later, the vehicle is lurched into chaos. The driver flings his arms around wildly as though suffering horrible hallucinations or just basically 'freaking out'. The tires squeal and the car arches hard off the street proper to barrel down the sidewalk. 4 Pedestrians who turn startled by the sound shriek in terror as the car rolls quickly towards them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A number of raver kids -- big pants, candy jewelry -- cluster around a table in front of the McDonalds. One of them, possibly the elder, grins over at the mall McDonalds' single apparent employee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right,\" slow and contemplative \"right.\" Decisive. \"Grab those keys, hey?\" And the markers, she probably means, too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan offers a slight smile as he answers, \"And you seem to be cold, madam.\" He continues to follow alongside Penny, ignoring the traffic that passes around him as he moves. \"You know you have absolutely nothing to fear from me. Why don't you let her see to your wounds, madam?\" Ryan makes a motion toward Millia as he pulls to a stop once again, casually exitting the driver's seat in a graceful motion.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 1 success(es). //.etro: Pobble rolls \"arete\" at diff 3", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse rattles his stick loosely in his hand, slouching against the wall. \"So what's with the brit seeing jesus?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene glances across Pobble's features once he gets to his feet, noticing the blood. In an easy movement, he offers him three Wet Naps he snagged from some restaraunt from a back pocket. He says nothing, thinking now would be a good time not to draw too much attention to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well then Penny, it's good to meet another face to our humble shithole..\", he smiles, brightly at first, but that rapidly fades. \"..and lacking any sort of originality, that's pretty much all I have..\" Devros chuckles, slipping his hands back down the side pockets. \"Next time you're around, bring some cash.. I'm sure ripping off these idiots is a profitable side job, but I mean, where's the fun in that?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton smirks at what he's found. A youthful twinkle in the old guys eyes. He looks over at Hiro and beams, \"Gimme yer smokes Stince, and order me a rye. Yer gonna love this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro's eyes appear to be crossing. He stares up at the field of stars, blinking slowly, and slowly sinks backwards onto his elbows; exhaling in a long, narrow stream. \"Zesty condiment, Pob my man,\" he congradulates the chemist, eyes rolling backwards to fix on a half-eclipsed approximation of Abel's eyes and forehead. \"From the bay,\" he declares, extending a fist towards Abel; presumably to be thumped. \"My -man-.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dale, on the other hand, walks along at a good clip, eyeing the streetsigns carefully at every intersection. She looks about as out of place here as does the Audi -- no doubt stolen -- parked in front of the army surplus store halfway up the block.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"If, in 'material spheres' you mean the three pattern spheres, I offer my small skill in Forces.\" Alyx volunteers. \"Though my understanding of Prime is somewhat limited.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny gets relit by the nicest person in Canada. She just offers a Bic and a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As you reach the peak of one of the highest hills, you are able to survey the land as the scent of life washes over you. Almost ninety degrees from the hill with the huge, gaping hole, and far off into the distance there is a massive forest, several deer darting into the trees as you spot it, as if sensing your discerning eye. Immediately opposite it is a large body of water, from which the cave stream flows. Ninety degrees from it, directly opposite the cavern entrance, there rests Novus Valnastium, a large stone complex resting atop another hill, one lone tower stretching into the sky above.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Penny and then to Daisy. \"Believe it or not... I know,\" he says quietly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble quirks a brow at Connelly. \"Joe Public don't want us to work with them, they want to sit back watch cable, read their email and veg out with techno-easy living..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The waitress pours water from her one-shot tea pot, shuffles away and it's almost like you can feel the heat warming the thin walls of the porcelin. The sensation is not startling so much as it feels like the atmosphere of the tea room is finally seeping in. Into your bones and behind your eyes, a tranquil, easy feeling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smirks,\"Now..please explain something to me Daisy....what purpose does that serve other than injuring sleepers, the very people we are trying to protect? How does that turn back the technocracy, bring wonder back to just one or two more people?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "deeds and dark thoughts ... no. Scratch that. He's just dressed like some kind of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk east along Bloor to Yonge. Downtown - Yonge and Bloor(#110RJ) You walk down the stairs into the subway tunnels, pay your ticket and approach the subway platform. Subway - Yonge/Bloor Station From afar, Millia chuckles, talk to Connelly before you run outta her. Long distance to Millia: Penny is long gone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Apparently several minutes later, Daisy reappears, half out of frame, eating a McDonalds cheeseburger in the back of a moving van. The camera is focused out the window. Time passes. All hell breaks loose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I won't try to change your mind,\" says Keene. \"I don't believe I have a monopoly on universal Truth. But I know people, Doctor Connelly. I know what human nature is, and I believe the only way to get anywhere is to be your own man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the far wall, a long table has been set up, stacked with a variety of chemical compounds and mixing material. Everything from begin base liquids, to corrosive acids stored in chem-hazard tanks. A myriad mix of beakers, vials, and test-tubes line the shelves above. Gloves, goggles, tongs, all things a junior mad scientist would need to conquer the world. Some larger steel drums of chemicals are stored under the table, and some electronic chem-analysis equipment blinks an occasional red flash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Chase has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro takes a seat at the barstools. Hiro joins you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia tightens her jaw for a moment, pressing the small of her back against a nearby wall as she sits down on a rickety looking stool \"Sound like you know him. Personal like.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny seems to wince at the offer, seems to recoil from Pobble or Dave, seems to give a great deal of consideration to his extended hand and none at all to the conversation going on around her. Equal parts fear and delerium keep her quite motionless, a wide open stare travelling slowly upwards. Caught her own reflection in the shine of Pobble's shoes, Penny winces again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuck all.\" Jesse shrugs amicably, accepting the bottle once more. \"Ta.\" He turns his gaze across the street, as though by staring he might unlock the secrets of the construction yard. \"Been away, came back, far as I can tell everyone's still dumb, we're still in a hotel room, and now apparently dumb has been going to meetings, 'cause we're supposed to be organized.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well... shit. Yeah, thanks for that. Nobody likes.. a smart asss... fuckin'... smart ass.\" Take that Asian youth, Cash stands open arrived before the fat man's statue looking into the rain with scrunched features.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "the barrel, rot gut, acid breath. In her left hand she has poised the next shot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin steps out from behind the curtain. He occupies himself near it by folding up the now huge piece of silk cloth that he's carrying, before shoving back into the crowd. When all is said and done, its a neatly folded handkerchief again and goes into his pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuckholes.\" Says something quietly, underneath the bed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton lisps out with his swelling tounge, \"Yer dah Moonie, where you lead I'd follow. Want I should call Pobsy or just hail a cab?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From the bathroom, \"UP, up.. c'mon\" blurble, blurble and then during the commercial break come more screams. More thrashing and the bad noises. \"Fucking Police Brutality!\" then a thud.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton steps forward and bends down, plucking the remnants of the chalk cube form the sticky floor before applying it to the end of his expensive cue, \"Anyone talk to Dave about it? He'd know what'd possessed the limey shit I'd guess.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx stakes and shakes the hand briefly, quick enough that she doesnt impede his work. \"Alyx,\" she replies thoughtfully. \"Do you even need the rest? I was always told to do a full introduction the full time over...rank, order, all that crap.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allen is standing off to the side of the street maybe half a block from the Whiskey. Standing rather close to Charice and engaged in conversation with her it would seem, she holding one of his hands in hers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Akiko Is a bit of a regular here she spots penny having a spot of trouble . She takes a pull of her drink draining it before looking over at tom with a smirk she slowly wets her lips with a pink tounge gives him an air kiss and moves over to where penny is \" Hey back off sluts she's my girl got it? \" a few of them seem to want to say something but back off from the tiny girl for some reason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I would rather act like people who are alive than people who the Technocracy have shot dead,\" says Keene. \"If we run into this thing without some sort of plan of action, we'll be torn apart. As it is, we don't have many friends in the local Tradition community, so we'd have very few places to run if it went south. You can't be a martyr if nobody misses you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Snaps. Clicks back into place. She nudges Hiro and thrusts her chin at the cash \"Pocket that,\" snapped from whatever trance that was \"doneednoquack,\" gritting through her teeth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble wanders into the restaurant, looking almost sharp eyed. Not that his bleech blues aren't glossy, but some combination seems to be keeping him focused as he strolls purposefully across to the hostess, murmering quiet words to her. In response she guides him across to Lori's table where after flashing one of his more charming smiles, he slides down into the space opposite her. \"Evenin'.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grimaces at Jesse, like he's already ruined his night, \"Aw fuck man, hold on. Lemme grab a pint.\" and stomps off to the bar leaving his cue on the table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater hitches his pack up a little on his shoulder. \"Can you track down a dead chick? Maybe make her hold still while I put an arrow through her heart?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton looks back from Jesse to Jen, and raises his brows, crinkling his forhead in deep ridges, \"Right, well. Good for you.\" he says. Barely even remembering the original question, turning back to his uncrotched vial again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm eating a ten-strip tonight,\" Hiro answers absently, tilting a sidelong look towards Penny as she turns away. \"I do my best work fuckered to the gills.\" A killing drag from his cigarette, flicked aside -- an end-on-end red-orange parabola in the dark, then *hsst* into a pool of filthy water -- and he turns away as well, heading down the street.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko arches a brow and shakes his head a little as if he's trying to fathom something about you all, \"And to think..3 years ago.. I would have asked to join your litle group..\". He smirks a bit and moves back to the circle, 'Don't take any of Alex's shit...he'll be more pissed off than he already is and I don't need him thinking about anything but pissing off the Union with me..'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon smiles from her rubble-seat by the Forces chair. \"Jet!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From behind the television, the chorus intones: \"Their hearts are at peace since they behold thee, o thou who art Eternity and Everlastingness. Their hearts are at peace since they behold thee, o Osiris.\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A night, a week, sometimes even a month is not enough to recover after a particularly strenuous odyssey from home. Especially not when you find yourself, just for instance, waking up at five in the morning because where you were, it's noon. /Especially/ not if you find yourself in the very real situation of being up and moving at eight thirty six pm when it is to you three in the morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater shakes his head without taking his eyes off the beer. \"Just waiting for the mind control drug to seperate out from the beer so I can skim it off. Teh government won't rest until the public is reduced to mindless zombies. Combined with telemarketing and network television... Well, no need to go any futher into that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a big commotion at the doors, see; jostling and shouting. Pushing a television stand on wheels through a small army of ravers is a difficult thing. They kind of back up, their arms spreading back and outward, giving Penny plenty of room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane walks out into the busy world leaving the rich aroma of Starbucks behind. Jane has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks over her shoulder, squinting down the hallway. Not for long, though. \"Not that kind of emergency,\" dismissing Jesse's bag \"No keys, man. It's cool, baby, it's cool. I need some sleep.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's no response from Rai, he doesn't even look back, and is soon out of view as he leaves the courtyard and hangs a sharp left. Rai leaves the courtyard, heading back down the street and out of sight. Rai has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Curbed with the rest of yesterday's celebrations, Penny stands shivering. With a coat slung over her arm, she tries to light the end of a cigarette with a cheap plastic lighter to no avail. From the continued repetition, it sounds like the flints long gone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton reaches back, and picks at the seat of his pants, adjusting a wedgie apparently, before taking the gloves and putting the two of them on. The first one goes on easy, the second one not-so as he had to negotiate it with the other glove. The he steps forward and reaches in to Otherspace with both hands, as if plucking a loaf from the oven.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Mmmmmm.\" Chase starts to look around as his eyes open again. \"Yeah. Prolly. Somewhere... mebbe I should just give all a mental nudge, eh Dave don't gotta worry his furry lil' ass over this...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy-in-the-Realm and Daisy-in-the-video simultaneously proclaim, \"That shit was rad,\" but Daisy-in-the-Realm adds, \"for being totally wasted out of my mind. Shit. Just wanted to see what I did this morning.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ian remains motionless as the man brushes by. Blinking at the cryptic missive, he turns to regard the strange man as he trudges against the snow. Glancing back to the ground, he regards the ice imprints on the ground with a dubious look.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan amuses himself by watching the woman cross the street. Respectfully, of course.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton has connected. The bathroom door is closed but there's a light on. Conversation going on behind it. To early to put a fine point on it, sounds like Penny and Pobble.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine goes home. Catherine has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "otherwise) but not Penny. Surrounding her, a cloud of smoke and another imagined", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater begins talking to himself in one of the many languages he has at his command. The grass before him changes from short field grass to... well... short river cane. Grinning, he tosses the cane at Alyx. One at a time. Someone's bored.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With a single smooth motion, Daisy drops to her knees and slams the junction box closed with her elbows. She swings both arms around in symmetrical arcs, then adds two, slightly more jerky arcs, in the middle. A short, sharp slash follows.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater spreads his arms to indicate the realm around him. \"All this goes bye-bye. Big boom. Then nothing.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton drains the tiny bottle, and tosses it at the can, missing by about two feet. Next a bottle of Southern Comfort is offered up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Beats the fuck outta me. Is a little weird, ya know? Even for Po-boy... Tables still open.\" Compton states and lines up for his next shot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia blushes slightly at the compliment as she reaches back behind her to take both of Tal's hands in hers. She chuckles, \"Don't listen to him...he really is a better teacher than what he makes himself out to be.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Skipping the next record to match the first's beat, Hiro bobs his head slowly, repeatedly, and slams the crossfader with the heel of his hand; kicking into the new track. That slide he's inching up must be the tempo, because the beat -- a strangely mellow track, at first -- is slowly gaining in volition: edging up towards a hundred and fifty bpm. Headphone still braced against his shoulder, he flashes a grin in Millia's direction, indicating her with beat-bobbing index and middle fingers. \"Girlie's goin' off,\" he comments towards Alyx, before returning to his music.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The sirens finally arrive, not too bad of a response time. Though judging from the fierce flames,the damage is done, the fire fighters will have a time of containing the blaze, let alone saving any of the building. And if anyone was inside... it'd be a good bet they aren't alive any longer. But none the less, the fire trucks pull through the crowd and Toronto's Bravest scatter to their work. 3 ambulances pull into the scene as well, and the paramedics start to take over the first aid.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a quick look about the street before attention settles once more upon the drunk with a smile grown wider by several degrees as an additional question is broached. \"Got some money, amigo? 'cause if ya do, we might have the hook-up. Just gotta have the cash is all.\" There's another glance back towards the lounging men behind as another chorus of coarse laughter rises.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's not like that,\" an explanation without saying too much \"it's a thing I do,\" emphasis on 'thing' as she drags \"just for the new year. Jesse can explain it better than I can\" and exhales through her nose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene finishes off his cigarette as Pobble talks. He doesn't so much as flinch as Pobble falls down; this is pretty normal by Keene's standards. The suited man does, however, walk over and offer his hand to Pobble to help the dress-wearing gentleman back to his feet. \"I kind of like indoor plumbing, myself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A handful of thoughts are pulled in his weathered and callused grasp. Those pertaining to Marco, those that describe the man and his position, and how to find them, thoughts that are inspired by the scheming mention of fuck overs and dirty dealing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy's eyes narrow to small and suspicious slits. She stares at you dubiously, face utterly flatline.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The fourty-something man before you is a striking figure indeed. He stands about 6' tall, with a fit, barrel chested form. It is clear that this man is in very good shape for his age. His eyes are a deep chocolate brown, and he sports a neatly trimmed beard and moustache that matches his short 'salt and pepper' color hair.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Jess has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The door is stopped by something. No one to be seen inside. Just a mess. The thick acrid stench drifts within as the door remains open.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor says \"night\" Viktor has disconnected. Niko looks to Alex, \"Besides... I'm going to push their offer to provide support and see if it's serious", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands there, blast goggles still on and his industiral oven mits and says, \"Um, where d'ya want it?\" and turns to put 'it' down on the edge of the tub, to those not seeing in to the other realm, it just looks as if he'd doing some weird-ass mime routine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Later, sheyner ponim...\" Cash's off balance smile slurs that out at Dale as she tightens up her face hole. His course wanders, indeed, wherever the tides take him. Today, they lead through drizzling streets towards an unknown destination. Backing Hiro, the denim kid follows the loud pig towards Nirvana.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To that, Daisy can only half-shrug. One defers to the Euthanatos when talking about death. In the meantime, she unshoulders her backpack, pulls out a willow stick the length of her forearm, and begins to scrape a circle in the grass.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton nods \"Alright.\" points westwards, \"There's a TTC stop a few blocks this way.\" and shoulders his bag moving off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca speaks very softly, and out of turn, \"I like it.\" She then goes back to being a mute on the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smiles at Daisy..\"You may very well be right...if the traditions stay at eachothers throats the way they have been over the years, it is probably what is going to happen...\" She looks at Keene,\"I think you miss the point..when the technocracy first started up, it used the Catholic church, an insitution already set up and ruling most of the world, to unify under one religion. Once everything is unified under one belief structure, then it is easier to tear that belief in something beyond the normal down... And..personally, I do not want to see the old periods returned... I would love to see something greater, where one can walk the streets and feel joy at life...not have to worry about who might be in the darkened alley...for me, deep down, the core of the matter is hope...faith, regardless of the religion, will give people hope....but...finding other things is not that easy...\" She looks at Pobble,\"And...that is why I am an ER Doctor... By moving among those who are near death, I can give people just a little bit more hope than they had before...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "of whatever you like. :) Should anything 'special' be done with the photo so see other realms I've noted what would be on the still.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pushes through the padded door and exits the pub. Standingwater has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the rest of the street, Pigboy drags on his cigarette, uttering a perfunct query as to Daisy's well-being. He looks back over his shoulder with the inquiry, his cigarette's cherry glowing rough textured sandpaper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Guard says, \"Right. Anyway, go get clean. You smell terrible.\" Guard wanders off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kid's totally out of it. It's doubtful he's noticed the new arrivals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary You step off the street and into the vacant lot. Mary has left. [HOODOO] Penny (Monday) gods. Forget protecting Mary now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko glances to Dave and smiles, 'If daisy had not told me precisely what you all were looking to do, then I would not be so worried with your behavior..\". He offers an obvious fake smile to Dave, 'And don't go calling me 'young man'.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Serene? Well he may be most of the time, right now however Kaze seems to just let the beat take him enjoying the party and the music. He seems somewhat at home in the techno beats, perhaps he spent time in the futuristic heart of Tokyo or similar places as well as the reclusive Shrine he hails from.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "with a 17-somethinged girl with adorable freckles... to gaze at Alexander's departing back... at a drunken bartender leaning onto a counter. \"My scene, I guess you'd say.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sorry sir, I don't know what you're talking about. I was just dropping off the lady.\" Compton says pointing to room 172 as if to illustrate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mick walks west along Bloor to University. Mick has left. Ted Reeves walks west along Bloor to University. Ted Reeves has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton has the beer out for Chase without a word. Shortly there after opening the second one and nipping in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Which woman?\" asks Keene. \"Who was it, Penny?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex moves to take a seat in the gallery. A small nod is given to Hana in response to her greeting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is a stirring of something that starts just beyond the edge of perception. It hovers briefly above the forms on the dias, hanging there gently in mid-air supported by nothing at all. As eyes throughout the crowd lift to look upon the figure, it seemingly gains some semblance of solidity. To those who know him, the countenance is Chase Kettle, though now he is glorified. His eyes look down with fiery wisdom upon the gathered believers, arms outstretched as if to embrace them all in love.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon grins, and weaves a figure of eight with the grass round Geero's paws, watching him swat at it. \"Siomen ? I think his reflexes are improving..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It was only five minutes, maybe six that Penny was gone and as she comes back, her hand's smoothing down the right side of her shirt, tugging at it. Picking out a stripe from the left corner pocket, she rolls it back out to the table - some weird house rule, maybe? But it does explain a lot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel goes still when he see's Penny. \"What in the One's name?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Now, we forget. Dance, you fuckers.\" Six beats. And music returns as a palable force.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton hauls his mass up the hall catching up with Penny, turning to look back at the room they came from. He says in huffed breaths \"What. Thefuck. Was. That?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater unlings the bow from his back and stretches out on the ground. \"Well, I'm not doing it again. It sucked last time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano blinks, \"Hey get out of there.\" he stomps his goot on the ground, \"Your starting to really upset me.\" he grits his teeth, \"Get out of my room!\" he screams this last part.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Door to the room bangs open and Penny stands there stomping slush and muck off her feet. \"Weather's shit,\" dropping the coat from her shoulders into elbows further dirtying the hallway. The door closes behind her, kicks off her boots \"I hate it here,\" grumpy and ticked off for any number of reasons, Penny starts emptying pockets to the nightstand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Something under the bed whimpers some more. \"He's falling away.. bye bye..... bye bye..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "All the same, Keene doesn't seem too concerned about anything at the moment. He gradually makes his way across a bridge and into the tropical conservatory, humming to himself tunelessly as he walks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Niko glances to Penny, \"I'll run that through the universal translator later..\". He looks to Daisy, \"If you're sure I can't help....then just let me know what you need... I'll see what I can do instead of having you poke around Alex's stuff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She knocks on the door to a room. It's not our room. She still knocks. Penny knocks on the door marked #158. Penny knocks on the door marked #156.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer looks between them and shakes her head slipping back tothe counter. Jennifer orders herself another Mocha", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shakes his head. \"Doesn't sound hopeful to me,\" he says quietly, then He picks up his guitar and heads toward the forest. Abel wanders off toward the forest in the distance, eventually disappearing into the trees. Abel has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That fuck's let him run around getting away with it. He can stick it in his /ass/ f'e don't like it. Shit, it really isn't a problem. Boy's got some fuckn'nerve.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble holds the smoking blue at Chase, \"Pobble.\" he says in almost a whisper. Palest blue eyes hold the void in their depths, as if the doctor's soul is being sucked away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary walks out of Starbucks followed by the rich aroma of fresh coffee. Mary has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shakes his head but remains back. He doesn't know anything about this techno stuff anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel walks out of the Hole in the hill, carrying his Guitar. He seems to have a bounce to his step and a rather dopey, thoughtful smile on his face. Pobble is sitting on the ground, legs out in front of him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A soft clatter, as Alyx's silver coin is flipped down onto the tabletop, spinning on it's edge before coming to -*+alt on one side. She examines it's fall and nods, scooping the coin up and tucking it back into it's place under the cuff of her gloves, looking then over towards Jonah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "a great cloud of smoke and breath. Ashes roll down the front of her jacket as she repositions herself closer to the curb.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Everybody feels abnormally calm. Everything's coming up motherfucking roses. That bad day you were having? Gone. It's like you just won the goddamn lottery.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater slings the pack over his shoulder and heads off to the lake. \"Sorry. Can't help you. Creating endangered creatures is beyond my skill.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca lifts up her shoulders a bit towards Hiro, and lets out a breath, \"It is not one of the best places. A lot has happened there, and several members of the technocracy have come in there, and made it their personal hangout.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Keene ran afoul'f that stupid Verbena ho,\" Hiro offers, helpfully. He scratches at the back of his neck again, frowning; the monkey probably gave him fleas.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Exhaling over the stacked televisions, Penny toys with the wires. \"So you uh.. know Chase a while?\" Whatever Hepzibah says, Penny eyes Compton for confirmation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny j-walks through the middle of the street, headphones on, collar flapping in the tumultuous winds. She isn't paying much attention, the world going on around her. Busy looking at a cellphone screen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana stares, but it's probably not the kind of stare Compton might usually get when making this kind of request. Maybe Hana's surprised that he dared, so surprised she's forgotten to be pissed. \"Have you got 75,000?\" she asks, flatly. Maybe she's not offended.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny has left. Penny enters an apartment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Prepared for unpleasantries, Chase leans back in the chair of Correspondence and kicks his sneakers onto the table one over the other. *Pop* Cynical.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess looks thoughtful as the heart shaped pill doesn't bite her or taste bad and leans more against Millia as she leans down and snags a white one pulling back to pop it. She looks between Tal and the others talking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton sighs heavily, and repeats himself firms \"Large. Coffee. Black.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kicking her boots against the roll of plastic again, Penny scratches her nails across her jeans, flicking out sand. Or salt. Something that makes noise when it hits the stone floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, sorry about that,\" Keene says. \"These guys build big. I mean, look at all this,\" as he gestures with his right hand. \"There's got to be a frigging ton of Nodes under this group's control to maintain all this. I bet Tass comes out when they sneeze.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny seems to not have moved an inch since putting the phone to her ear. People are walking around her now in and out of the store with the strobing lights.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The things we do for love or money. Suffering outrageous conditions, Penny glances downat her shoes? at something lower than eye-level and shoves her way past a heaving debutant faster now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cassius says \"Okie dokie. Page me the PAT.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As Kasui crests the hill, Daisy, Keene, Connelly, Standingwater, and Alyx are gathered around a television plugged into the grass. The television is turned on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You give me a rope, I'll hang myself. / It doesn't take a genius to figure it out. Don't have to be fucking brilliant to see / I'm not as smart as I seem to be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Acheson says, \"Sure. Here is my number. I'll be in town.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Now that beak Dale calls a nose does wrinkle up, in response to both the piss-reek of whiskey coming off Cash and the stench, whether real or imagined, of whatever foulness is rinsing off Hiro's hands and re-exposing itself to the world. Shifting from one foot to another as the mud on her boots re-liquefies, she peers out from under the awning of her hood, casting about for something that might fit the bill. \"Got me,\" she answers at last, then cinches the hood tighter, presenting an effect oddly reminiscent of a bright green snowman.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The clothing is simple, utilitarian. A well-fitted black polo-shirt", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Group? Daze hasn't mentioned anything to me?\" Alyx prompts. \"What would the group do, exactly, Penny?\" As she speaks, Alyx makes an odd gesture with one hand, finger lifted to her lips as she glances 'upwards'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble comes down the stairs. Pobble has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She has an incredibly pretty face, nothing hidden, no lines of early aging, no mark or scar. An eternity of cheek bones, a long neck and around it one long silver chain vee-ing into the collar of her shirt, something suspended at the end. The lack of sun has turned her pale and she's become translucent where the skin is thinnest, the bluest veins risen to the surface.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Verdant manicured lawns stretch out on either side of a wide sweeping walk way the leads you into Allan Park. A large circular fountain dominates the view as you approach the Conservatory.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You may hope,\" says Keene, actual passion entering his countanence as the conversation draws nearer to his core beliefs, \"but I *Will*. There is no hope in what I do, only resolve, knowledge and mystic strength. Reality bends to me because I Will it to change, because I have the power in me to demand it to come to heel.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Was,\" affirming that \"Looked over and They said it wasn't nothin' they could sense so I kinda kept on but y'know that feeling?\" She wipes the towel over her head, face and neck \"That one where you know something just isn't right.. had this intuition. So\" she hitches back onto an elbow \"took that picture. Lookit,\" nodding to the polaroid coming out of her jacket's inner-pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Spotting Isobel Erick moves to the lady she has helped. \"Take her two doors up lass. We need all of them together. See if ya can find anyone else with first aid trainin as well.\" He then moves back there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I apologize for the scene that Dr. Alder and Mr. Stice caused at your bar,\" Keene says. \"They were punished for their actions and have been put on notice to behave more responsibly in public. Whatever they did, it was stupid, and not becoming of men of their skill and knowledge.\" A short pause. \"No one was hurt, I hope?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allowing her hand to drop, once she's been noticed, Alyx murmurs, \"I simply dislike all the cloak and dagger, Guru.\" Perhaps amusing, given her current garb. \"While I am painfully aware of the need for secracy, this sounds far more like the 'secret house' of a 'secret club' who have 'secret meetings' and passwords and all the rest that goes with such childish behaviours. Something like the current arrangement at the zoo, where the only 'secret' is location, I find far more to my taste. It is only a personal dislike, however, and I do not speak for my Tradition when I say it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A grunt. \"I'm willing to bet he never switched in the first place. These people are /easily/ fooled.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That's true,\" says Daisy contemplatively. Halfway done, she finishes cutting and looks up, red-rimmed eyes on Abel. \"Would you like us to tell you more? We could tell you things, if we could find Hod. It's Hod's job to tell you things.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton gets a hurt look on his face at Penny's motions to disarm, and holds up one hand reassuringly to her before quietly plucking the other Colt from the bench and lobbing it towards Penny and then quickly sighting up on the door's center. Letting Penny to worry about the catching more than the throwing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal nods in agreement with Alexandre, \"I too. I'll go and see how Jesyca and Abel are getting on... or perhaps not.\" He turns and starts walking off in the direction of the ruins.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Whirling around, spoon held high for the kill, Vulture looks stupified and ready to rock and roll - all at the same time. He blinks, not once, but a whole bunch of times, \"Th'fuck?\" He peers around the bathroom, half expecting a knife carrying suit wearing talking monkey to come flying out of the wall at any moment. Of course, that's what happens when you're dreaming. Right?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "you do? \"What do you know?\" she asks, suddenly. Bluntly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He looks at the VCR. \"Did you get a movie, or will we be watching snow?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Contrary to her description, Daisy is dressed in a hazard-orange jumpsuit, canary yellow hard hat, electric blue nailpolish, and nuclear green goggles. She calls this a 'disguise'. She presumably hopes to blind anyone who doubts her questionable credentials as a line worker.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a big gulping sound, and then the noise of someone apparently falling to the floor. Glass tinkles. Someone vomits rather violently. \"They're... comming. Through.. my nose...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm gonna go get the.. get things started.\" They say you should never do anything you can not admit to later. But some things. Some things are unutterable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eddie walks in, he does. Counting bills already like a gremlin. Hunger forcing him", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly laughs,\"The same as the future of all things....to pass and move on...as is the future of this city to crumble to dust as time goes on....\" Jennifer stops right at the door and just stares at the monkey and Pobble now. \"What the heck...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a long silence. The ash on her cigarette burns down to the filter, singes her out of whatever reverie.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro ducks down to retrieve a second record from the milk crate; sliding it smoothly onto the second turntable. One headphone is propped between shoulder and ear; he lays down the needle, giving the spindle a few quick twists. Hands move of their own accord; keying the sampler, bringing things into synch. His eyes are not on the decks; they are on the crowd. The speakers, still, give only their near-inaudible murmur.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Above the outlet, in block script, Daisy writes: 1 1 0. The sympathetic magick appears to actually work this time: when she plugs in the television, it springs to vibrant Technicolor life, painting the faces of the onlookers pale grey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"While we're on the subject of teaching and learning, I'm looking for a mentor who's capable of teaching someone of my paradigm. My knowledge of other Traditions is sketchy at best, so I woulden't know who to approach,\" Alyx voices, looking around again in a semi-hopeful manner. \"Teaching in any Sphere I can learn would be appreciated.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah steps back out to the main hall. Jonah has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She tilts her head, looks sidelong at Keene, and rubs at the stubble underneath her bob. She lets out a short burst of nervous laughter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene moves his attention to Cally for a moment. \"What my colleagues here are trying to say, I think, is that the sudden appearance of an endangered species in an area which has not ever been known to have such would appear disingenuous. All that would occur would be the transport of the animal to a more suitable habitat.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You always swear in the language of your birth. You always grieve in the religion of your parents.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hey, that's good to know.\" he says, although his tone of voice doesn't make it obvious he meant it. \"Hmhmk.. Lesse..\" Devros looks upwards, thinking to himself. \"Okies then, how about your name? Or alias.. I don't really care.. Just want to keep track of your tabs..\", he shrugs lightly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Lookit that,\" she says to Standingwater, stabbing the tip of her wand in his direction. \"Lookit that. Fuckin' technology in action, man. Try to get two moose to crash into each other at thirty miles per hour using less than ten dollars in equipment. Impossible, that's what it is.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Personalized,\" Daisy echoes. She thumbs open the Happy Halloween card, and she frowns. \"And no. I don't dream, on account of I don't sleep.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene takes the cigarette out of his mouth, ashes it, and looks over intently at Harrison for a few moments. He squints, takes another puff from his cigarette, and looks at something that isn't there behind Harrison before speaking again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Good. I'll be drinking if you need me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton swings his legs off the bed and hunches down looking under it, \"What's the big deal Pens? It's just a monkey...\" he says in all ingnorance, as he sticks his hand underneight the bed to look for the lil guy....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods and looks down at the shoes. \"How can you walk in those things at all? Like, This isn't a good neighborhood to not be able to move quickly in.\" His california accent is pretty noticeable right now. \"And you sound cold.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC Imogen says \"Pending on Penny, I believe\" Takoda arrives from the north. Takoda has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What happened to it? Did it break down somewhere, get stolen, what?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny keeps explaining, turning over a keycard looking for the number. \"Found the traitor fuck. Then I found the old man getting his ass kicked.. \" intimating that some serious retribution needs doling. Penny pushes down on the stupid child-safety cap but it doesn't open. Tries it again, gets it to pop and fingers out two pills, takes them dry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton's next shot sinks the 4. Low ball. Scratch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You head to the door marked 'Library' and head through into the room beyond. Novus Valnastium -- Library", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny probably means that very sincerely given the moment but probably doesn't mean it in the truest sense of the phrase. There's a certain malaise in the delivery; the ghost of exhaustion beating futile drums in her syllables.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Hiro says \"Tell you the truth, man, this sounds like it's a little over our heads. But what is it? This have something to do with the crazy shit that hit the streets this week?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Maybe we can hide it on them. Put it somewhere they can't find it. They're playing dirty, is what, and I don't like it. Shouldn't be this easy for them. Why the fuck is it so easy for them?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble flashes a big fat grin at Keene and accepts the offering, \"Cheers mucka.\" He hands one off to Dave who looks at it, and then throws it over his shoulder. \"Wotcha?\" he asks, presumably to Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A moment's pause; Hiro squints nastily at Compton, and idly adjusts the tilt of his faux-breasts. They were, in fact, lopsided. \"Eat shit and die,\" he replies, to both greeting and admonition. Cellophane crumples idly in his fist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods to Jonah. \"Hello Mageistar", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "novelty, relative strangers aiding in one's inebriation. Eddie seems quite pleased", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro opens the door and walks into the pool hall. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So E Rock. 'tsa plan today? Penn and I started a new gig last night. Want we should keep it rolling?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"...yeah, right, who gave you this number, huh?\" Hiro asks his phone, twisting in place to eye Cadence sidelong. He steps aside, expression irritable -- as if Cadence has no right to be here -- and slouches over alongside Daisy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Heard about something. Who's asking?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shrugs and retorts a 'Yeah, whatever Piggy.' and grabs up Penny's bags and makes tracks before the Taco's owners get wise to their food whereabouts. He heads towards a La Senza boutique. May contain Penny, but if not - oh well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal has left. The dress wearing blue haired man with the monkey snickers quietly at that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"-- and they're the same cold, stupid old men that run the Chorus. And they're the same cold, stupid old men that run the Union and keep anyone, everyone, from getting getting that connection. Well, fuck children. /Fuck/ children, you stupid mick bitch. They're getting stomped out faster in every generation, and the fucking old men will win no matter how hard you try, because they're smarter than any of us -- smarter than anyone who still cares.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano is on th phone asking questions such as will is dad be have to be told of this disturbence and can everything be done quietly. More then liky he is told his father shall be told. To which he will ask why.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary goes tense just for the -briefest- of moments, though it's probably just due to the invasion of personal space. After a moment, though, she takes a breath, and forces herself to smile. \"Of course not. He wrote a lot before he died.. it's pretty rough and unedited, but.. the editors want it. so I clean it up for them.. did it with a lot of his other books anyway... he hated editting.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon looks at the people sprawled on the grass. \"I take it you're Invisible College members..?\" she enquires.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase says, \"Adios Compton. Thanks cabrone...\" Chase picks up his cellular phone and begins to dial.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton finishes his preparations and collects the triangle. Stepping back he declares, 'Your break... Wanna shoot fer beers?'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Crisis always brings the nut jobs out it seems. Not out of the proverbial woodwork but out of what would normally be sane, moral people. Compton realizes he's been too close too long with such people. People who dream of greatness through out their mundane days, only to have something extreme happen and take licence to act out. He uses a good dose of rationality, zips up his parka, stuffs his hands in to his pockets and turns to go, only breifly pausing to pick up the battered camera.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton takes the vial he's been palming and snaps the head off. Letting the powdery contents settle on the piled tobacco. With practiced care he mixes the substance in to the shredded leaf adfter discarding the container on the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You open the door and enter the tearoom. The Rose Tearoom(#1214RlJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene considers this for a moment or two before answering. \"I operate under the assumption that the Technocracy learns everything soon enough, but I happen to be below their interest.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice chuckles slightly, \"The guy I had fixing my bike for blow jobs ran off on me...don't worry though, she's reliable. Get us back to my pad in no time, long as you don't mind riding on the back. No one drives my hog.\" Grabbing the helmet and offering it to him first. Slipping on her driving gloves and doing up hre duster.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She tilts her head, looks sidelong at Keene, and rubs at the stubble underneath her bob. She lets out a short burst of nervous laughter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Good for what ailes ya toots.\" Compton deadpans as he plods back from where Pobble is sitting \"Never look a gift drug in the mouth.\" Perhaps not the most inspiring rolemodel, there is a distinct feeling that there is a universal truth to his statements.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx grins wanly to Standingwater. \"If it helps clarify anything, I don't think your war arrow would do any good.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The scents in the room bring on another sniffling fit as the pollen and cocaine mix in unpleasant ways within Pobble's nostrils. \"Facking stinks in 'ere donnit?\" he says, rather delightfully. A big ubersniff is followed by a hacked up wad being spat onto a nearby treetrunk. Looking around he recomposes himself, \"Where to now?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Slowly she pieces the night together, phrases fractured around this obsessive/compulsive act of card-turning \"I was a little fucked up. And still bleeding. And he wanted to give me a ride.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy, Abel, and Penny are clustered around three pieces of plastic sheeting, each roughly man-sized and man-shaped. A matrix of duct tape has been overlaid on each. The thick, pungent smell of asafoetida, fennel leaves, and horseradish rises from her. Baby leaves of romaine lettuce are scattered with jet stones and bay leaves.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom appears from the north. Tom has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Trolling the aisles, Penny's pushing a cart with a case of Labatt's in the bottom, just getting her shopping started. The early afternoon brought in a truckload of frat & sorority kids; she stands in sharp contrast to their bluster and noise, a very serious woman on a mission. She pushes the cart back and forth, squeaky-wheeling the college kids away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's midmorning, and the Centre is /packed/ with last minute holiday shoppers. Poor husbands too busy normally to do any shopping, are now zipping around trying to find the 'perfect' gift for tomorrow morning. There are some frantic women, and teens and people of all ages. Politeness and courtesy, have melted away because of the last minute hysteria. Ah ... the holidays.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Peter glances up as the bus pulls up, frowning a little as he sees the smoke. He looks back to the woman, then, not seeming to get the hint to open the computer. He shakes his head, \"I was just writing a letter to a friend, who lives up North.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro's hand twists away, accepts the indigo zeppelin with an overdramatic flourish. \"Muchos grassyass,\" he thanks Pobble, or -- perhaps -- merely states: the local choice of seating will result in a great deal of grassy asses. Another murderous drag, albeit slightly more casual, and he passes it off to Daisy again. \"Whatchoo on, anyway?\" he asks the punk girl, smoke curling out around the words.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx considers the speakers, then the DJ behind them, shaking her head in more apparent amusement. \"I'm going to go over to the food table,\" she murmurs, just loudly enough to be heard over the thumping music. \"Do you want anything while I'm there?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny's fit peaks when she kicks the covers off again. Flat on her back, she stares at the ceiling and talks to the paint \"We could do *something*. I've been here all day, all night sick to my stomach and doing *nothing*. Anything. Anything besides this,\" pushing her head into the pillows, punctuating \"This is so not us.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Perhaps you don't even realize what's happened until you hit the ground; perhaps the shock of hitting the ground keeps you from realizing it, even then. Something certainly happened, though, and there, above you, you can see Hana looking down. \"Very sorry, but I need the money. I am tired of sleeping in trees.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ss'sallright.\" Compton manages sounding stupifed. Rolling to one side on the slippery sidewalk and gets to his knees, which complain loudly at the abuse. Standing now, he's soaked through, the parka not much good when lying on yer back in 1/4\" of slush. He pulls off the stupid looking Santa's cap he was wearing under the hood and uses it as a make shift bandage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "is worn over the entire ensemble. All in all, the mode of dress is rather", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton waddles up on Penny's side , and armpits the beer and grabs her under her arm and just keeps on hauling, not saying anything at this point. Just a look of determined pissed-offness stamped on his mug at this point. Opting to follow the pair, in case Penny decides to make another dash, Alyx fiddles with her gloves until they sit comfortably.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nearby, a female voice shouts, \"Well, hell. If it ain't Penny Dreadful.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And it strikes you just then that she is void of that particular pique you're feeling... in a lights-are-on but no-one's-home kind of way. It starts to make twisted sense as she digs around in the folds of the coat and pulls out a small leather case - same case you saw her with last week. \"Fix with me?\" Unbuttoning, you can see it holds just the right things, just the right size - spoon, needle, the smell of antiseptic assaults and tucked into the other side are things both wet and dry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton tucks his thick arms under his head as an added pillow and gazes at the ceiling, \"What did you say?\" he asks distractedly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The *snikt* sound of the knife opening up may or may not be in Dave's audible range but she's confident he can feel her intent. \"And then I'm going to give it to the sylph on the other side of the bathroom mirror. And she's going to possess you. We cut a deal, her'n me. She's going to be the air you breathe.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The words uttered receive a look of surprise, wide eyes and dropped jaws, from those men to whom the foolish white boy speaks. There is a pause as the comical expressions refuse to leave their features before a bout of laughter wracks the group. The laughter dies soon enough as one of the crew takes a swaggering step closer to this fool as a hand slides beneath loose clothes to grasp the unseen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse walks back to set the pitcher next to Compton's beer-in-progress. \"Oh. Whatsis skipped town, so you may have to start paying for it over at the pot.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "cracked and weathered cement. Broken bits of glass glitter in the dim light. An occasional syringe can be found, discarded by a careless junkie, and the nonsense scrawlings of graffiti artists--as well as the evidence of true artistic gift--is visible on every broken slab of concrete.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny moves for the first time since the waitress left, her wrist, elbow, vertebrae cracking loudly - protesting the sudden flexing. There are not the noises of a body that wants to move. Like a stick-figure pulled reluctantly off the page, Penny shifts. The chair creaks, rivets in the wood carving released from incidental weight; she was never part of the tree it came from. Never had to bear the pressure of the wind, the pull of the root, the fall of the axe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro appears from the door behind the two pillars, and slips out from between them. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fucked mate, really really fucked. Don't ask. Last time I buy a fucking Lexus. Peice of shit. Expensive peice of shit.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Christmas eve, the perfect time to get all those last minute presents. Or, in some cases, all those presents. Snow glinting on his furry coverings, the unlikely christmasophile saunters happily into the shopping center, rosy cheeks and serene smile in hand. Sidestepping casually he avoids being bowled over by happy happy children, screaming at each other in their endless joy. Reaching into a pocket, he draws out a handfull of change to drop into the carol singers basket while he scans the shops for likely candidates.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You head out of the ruined building, to the vacant lot. Vacant Lot - Jarvis and Dundas", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton watches the debris clean itself it. Brow krinkled in cofusion or wonder as he gazes out in to the mid point in the room. His head panning and his eyes darting, following somthing elusive.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Gwennyth follows Catherine and Mary out, watching them both intently. She has a backpack in her hand and says carefully, facing Catherine, \"Please stay here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Perfunctory and effective enough to keep Penny interested, she nods \"..but not enough to make a living at it,\" and she smiles. It's true. Chuck knows her, gives her a hey-what's-up but not much more. Chuck also knows she's dead-serious most of the time. She picks up a mug, wipes it out with the edge of one of her shirts and pours \"Next?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene takes his time moving out of the tunnel, muttering to himself about `a decent set of stairs, you fucking savages'. He has managed to avoid getting his shoes wet, though. Gradually, he makes his way down to said spot, standing for a few seconds in silence before speaking. \"Hello.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She whimpers; out of fear or concedeing the point - isn't clear. \"I'm sorry man, it was the drugs. I really thought I needed that coffee. But I know what I saw.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel blinks and then smiles as the gent wearing the battered hat steps in. Having just recently arrived from Europe this is something one would only read about, an indian in cowboy gear. Amusing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny has the ability to do two or more things at once. She catches the marker and moves the sheet at the same time, uncovering the lump that was Chase's head. \"Son of a bitch,\" she remarks, her hands turning the appendage, eyes wide ..maybe more dilated than they should be \"son of a /bitch/. You fucking assholes,\" a remark for the group. \"Knife, Piggy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene gives Jesyca a polite but firm handshake, then returns his hand to a neutral position at his side. \"Good day, Magister,\" Keene directs to Jonah as he leaves. After a respectable amount of time, he returns his attention to Jesyca.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks over at Jesse and down at the little asian chick. Literally - downward sloping of the nose, chin and maybe even adjusts her stance because it's one thing to look at him in heels and quite another to look at her - size differences being what they are.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton winks a final acknowledgement. That crossed with the grimey Santa's cap makes for a disturbing image. And he's gone too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You whisper \"How long do we have to keep up this charade?\" to Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel also keeps watching. He still looks pale, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse says, in Enochian, \"Monkey wrenching. Reclaimed a sign. Liberate the logosphere.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre sits by Rhiamon, crosslegged on the ground. He looks up at the entrance as Rhiamon calls out. He smiles as well and waves her over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly sighs,\"No, Daisy Incrutable, I do not think you understand...\" She looks straight at the woman,\"Yes..you ruined a bunch of cars...and did allt hat stuff....but...by doing so, you *HARMED* sleepers. I did not say make the world more interesting.. I mean..have you ever looked into a child's eyes as he or she watched a street magician? Before you awoke, did you ever see something that made you feel a sort of sense of awe at the vastness of things?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The great marble table seems designed with the center chair in mind. Polished and pristine, the table stands as if it had stood here for an eternity, its circle unbroken save the path which leads from between the Seat of Entropy and the Seat of Prime to the new Seat, it's unknown symbol shining a warm golden hue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That quick grab motion also pertains to Penny. Compton grabs her by the seat of her pants a little too hard. She drops the coffee packets and whines about it on the way out. \"Hey, what's the big deal? It's just coffee...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny stands neaby the bulletin boards, moves slowly to lean on one of it's posts and puts the phone to her ear again. She sticks her other hand in her pocket and juts that hip out from the wall; balance of a kind rocking heel-to-toe as she talks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Perhaps lacking the sympathy gene, Chase doesn't get it yet. But he's just downing beer watching Comp's monologue instead of Bewitched. One of the worker bees behind the lazy one, prompts for more info.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "slowly melting. The monkey on his lap looks up at him with sad blue eyes, holding onto one", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse nods. \"D'worry. Been pissing in Piggy's wheaties anyway.\" Jesse bares another yawn, tugs his coat closed, and shuffles towards the hotel once more. \"Don't forget, kick me before the new year or else.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The President waves. His expression is opaque; contemplative.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The great marble table seems designed with the center chair in mind. Polished and pristine, the table stands as if it had stood here for an eternity, perfectly circular save the path which leads from between the Seat of Entropy and the Seat of Prime to the new Seat, it's unknown symbol shining a warm golden hue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lurching off the couch, Penny winds the watch foward, leaving the tabloid behind \"Call you later, let you know when we're heading out,\" then she breaks into an inexplicable run. Must be late. Penny tugs something from her pocket, arcs it into a trashcan and bangs out the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And shit,\" she says, perhaps too loudly. \"I ain't seen one of them since we left San Fran. Never shoot an honest cop, though, that's what I say.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro sniffs sharply, scrubbing at his nose with the back of a hand. \"Whatever, man,\" he mumbles, fumbling for a fresh cigarette from his pack. \"Hey, uh, why are we in a pool hall?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Never to be outdone, Millia nods to Jess as she circles of light spin up above her then beside her moving in an ever fluid motion. Somehow this chick manages to even move around and spin in a circle while keeping the glows going, as they spin around her own graceful motions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "People, persons. Not many, just a few and none of them particularly pleasant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "One Emergency care technician exits the van and moves to Tex to find out the details of the situation. The 3 that exited earlier divide and each attends one of the fallen victims of the accident. One to each person that was run over, then another to the driver. Once there he says to Takoda, \"Thank you sir, I have it from here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grins like a wolf, \"Good shit eh?\" he asks the girl who's obviously in no condition to answer, \"Here.\" he adds holding out the whiskey as a chaser.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence smiles at him, nodding. \"It works,\" she agrees. She keeps her voice down so as not to disturb Hiro's phone conversation across the room, idling swinging one leg back and forth in her position on the countertop. \"You're getting to be buddies with Ted, then?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Of course she did. The audience is up, chanting for The Man Himself. Chairs are almost on the rise - check out the redneck in the green silk shirt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "shift directs the sound upward rather than towards the city. Those of you who", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "What is the measure of a man? Well, if it happens to be this man, the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre strides across the fields and to the cave. Alexandre heads down the hill and up the other, disappearing into the cavern's darkness. Alexandre has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table and that, that gets Hiro's attention. He looks over; fixes his attention wordlessly on Acheson. \"Don't spook on me, aiight?\" Unzipped outside pocket on his courier bag -- now hanging at his side -- and he rifles for something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor falls onto the stage, having made it away from the masses and he gasps, being out of breath. It looks like he got beat up a little. A little wide eyed, he looks for an exit and starts going for it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin nods slowly to Penny, her commentary about her cellphone's abilities at communion being left alone for now. He asks, expecting that someone will know the answers, \"Where is the body now? It should be handed over to them, as soon as possible. When will the College be holding the memorial? I know that myself and some others would like to attend.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "something goes smash. Then silence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny shuffles back toward Compton, flipping him the maglight \"Catch.\" Her homeless friends don't bother following, working on the beer she gave them. \"So. Happy now?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"M'beat, let's just cab it over to my place okay?\" World-weary and without any pre-empting, Penny gets the door out for Mary, leaving her cup behind for the staff to clean-up after. So efficient here, they even swipe down the mess of sugar and stirry things. Holding the door open with her booted foot, Penny zips up her jacket and amscrays. See, that's the nice thing about assumptions; generally they're never wrong.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Downright frozen day for a walk around. Some are of the mind to not even go outside in weather like this - especially not at this late hour, when there's usually no excuse for it. But, then, given an excuse for it...some, like Tom, will sluggishly and torporously meander towards some destination in the frozen weather. Twelve minutes late on the twelfth day of the twelfth month in the year 2008, Tom pushes through the door and quickly pushes it closed behind him against the howling wind. Teeth still chattering, he stands inthe threshold of the door and pats snow off of his arms and shoulders.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Akiko Hops down from her seat and looks up at jesse her own blue eye's now ice \" Sure \" she looks up \" I said you didn't seem to be helping her with the other biker girls so I decided to do if for you \" she pauses \" Or perhaps it was the fact I said balles did i touch a nerve? \" .", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She turns her gaze toward Keene, shooting him a poisonous gaze. Shut up, it says. Don't argue with me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Paksenarrion sits up a little more, blinking more sleep from her eyes. Her hands reach up and pull her hair into a topknot as she finally reaches a conscious state. \"Hello?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "to hide the intent deep within the eyes from the light of revelation. Then again", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton rolls dexterity+dodge privately to Silvius at diff 6. For a total of 2 success(es).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro bows his head to accept the pliers two-handed, cigarette dangling from his lip. The pliers fit neatly around the edges of the recessed bolt, twist, and the case pops open with a muffled click. 'Holstering' the pliers in a hip pocket, he bends to unzip his knapsack; back to the crowd, cabinet open just enough for his torso to block.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at Daisy,\"And...what are the Sleepers slaving for now? The fact that there are sleepers now who try things like seances, that one can go to a book store anf find steadily increasing new-age sections, and the fact that the old, pre-christian religions that were targeted by both the technocracy's pogrom and Chorister apathy are slowly returning...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy sorts through the cards one by one, dragging her thumbnail along each seam to open the envelope. With each card, her expression of consternation grows deeper. \"Really, now?\", she asks. \"Someone left all them cards all over the back table?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy smiles thinly. It's a carefully rationed expression, neither friendly nor unfriendly, neither open nor closed. \"And yeah. We know Keene.\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Maybe she was about to speak up but hey, Penny knows how to let things move along. And she goes with the flow, passing by Millia in just a few quick steps without a backward glance. Everyone near Penny has buttons and a few of them try to pass some her way, touching her elbows, pinching at her jacket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hm,\" says Keene. \"That sounds terribly familiar, doesn't it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah responds to this, briefly, \"As we all know, cross-training between Traditions has always been a sore-spot. It has been attempted on many occasions; unfortunately, for the most part, our ideas of magick are not compatible and thus restrict us from teaching each other the Arts. A school would be an interesting task, but for the purpose of learning about different cultures and perhaps beginning the process of tearing down the walls between ideas, but such is a task which would require many, many years to complete to its maximum effect, I fear.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Connelly. \"They are a bit out there, but we're connected in the One and Agape says to love everyone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He looks to Daisy evenly, then back to Connelly. \"Humanity will fail you. People -- more specifically, an individual -- may not, because a person can be intelligent, while people are generally ignorant -- by their own choice. I don't believe in a mass Ascension for that reason; the vast majority of the inhabitants of this planet are simply not intended to be anything more than ordinary human beings who prefer to dwell in ignorance than have the responsibility that knowledge and power brings. They are happier, and better off, being led.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hammering the door shut behind himself, \"Vulture.\" Looks over at Penny briefly before he surveys the room. A nicely sinister smirk is on his lips, and he tugs the box of cereal out of his pocket to pop the top off of it. Despite his lack of a second functioning eye he seems to be able to take in everything pretty well. Good spacial awareness, \"Nice fuck'n pad y'got here...\" He comments as he carefully steps his way over to the minifridge.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[OOC] Penny realizes her wraithdesc might be wrong. Huh. [OOC] Penny fixes, sorries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater goes home. Standingwater has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally decides not to say anything. she glances back to Alexandre.. \"\"so.. you were saying something about guests?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane pages: I'm sorry. I don't know anyone called 'Steve'. And would you mind lowering your voice? Giving me a headache is really just going to get me pissed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I am here simply because I was hoping to meet a few like minded individuals. I too am new to Erin's Vale and I have yet to meet any associates.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He continues along, gradually getting back out into the open air. \"Wait until you see this,\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton whispers to Keene, \"How... charade?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater is seated before a fire at the usual gathering spot. He looks... irritated. Nothing new about that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer snags her seat, her mocha is there after all and settles down by Alyx now. \"So whats up Alyx?\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "-- Loss: one pair goggles (expensive). Likewise in the toilet tank.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "some conversation time later on?'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "out of the realm of possibility that they were tailor-made for her. She wears", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Contents: Escalus Compton Dave the Monkey % Activity in world legacy \"So, whatchew got for me.\" come from the Bathroom which Compton occupies at the moment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly nods...\"Standingwater..do you know a local artist named Mary? She...sees ghosts....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny returns almost as quickly as she left this area \"Where is it, where's the body. You /tell/ me where the body is right now.\" The gun is still in her hand and she seems less stable, less patient than when she left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton does so, likewise. Being old enough to actually pay attention for extended periods.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks over her shoulder, passing by panhandlers, people turning out papers, trucking out the hopelessly drunk. Blood passes from Penny to those stumbling in her path, dotting them. She looks over her shoulder and sees the unwelcome entourage, stung by the vision and spurred on like there's a whip across her back. \"Go away, ..said it'll only get frostbit. Just fuck off, okay?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon clears her throat, and looks to the other two by her, \"The Turris Scientiae cabal is formed of myself, Holly Levantine, Alexandre Taylor and Jane Smith. Viktor might also be joining us.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She goes \"Yeah. Still.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene keeps working. Out of a sense of courtesy, he avoids looking over at the retching going on behind him. That, and he wants to be sure he transcribes every detail before he decides to scream at Compton for most of the evening.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "against her. She looks back over her shoulder at the homeless kids, weighing", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ah, Mr. Elison, a pleasure to meet you,\" says Keene, who seems to be as happy as anything shaking hands with anybody who comes by while tossing his name and the name of his cabal out there. Indeed, Keene is in the process of shaking Abel's hand firmly, disengaging it just before the procedure becomes tiresome.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana lifts a hand and smooths back her wet hair, flinging drops of water behind her, invisible in the rain. \"Come on, you're not going to make me -insist-, are you? I mean, after I put you on your back again, I'll have to go get Alex and explain to him he's got his house staked out. I really don't like him right now, not on good terms since he thinks I tried to kill him. It'll just be a big bother.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke looks around, \"There is something fucking with dreams, and I have only started to grasp the basics. I need a teacher... I was told you might be able to help. I was getting the run-around on the streets and would have tried to contact you at a social event, but I don't tolerate being jerked around.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "friend pillow guard in a sleepover. Eddie leans over to hand off the burning match.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuckin' A,\" she says proudly, hitting the 'play' button on the VCR. \"It works.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chute jacket, jeans, t-shirt. White hair Cole", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I don't know,\" says Keene. \"Prime is not an area I know very much about. The Magister would probably know.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex turns his head a little, a sideway glance at Abel, from behind the shades. \"Well, whatever the One and Agape says,\" he says looking back to Connelly,\"They are on our side. Might as well, at least, be civil to them....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, yeah of cource I saw it.... Saw what exactly.\" Compton asks from his stupor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Takoda seems again, relieved that the EMT has taken over. He steps back from the car, clicking his flashlight off, slipping it into a small clot on his belt. Clicking the pouch closed, he glances about once more, before he heads slowly towards his SUV, parked just outside of the Police yellow tape. his Red and blue flashing lights still do their thing, and he leans into the open driver's side door to remove a small white metal box. Opening it, he pull sout some sterile towels, and a bottle of disinfectant, and goes to work on his hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Sponges,\" repeats the word, musing \"there's easier, less destructive ways of getting a spill cleaned up. If you had heard what I heard?\" a hurting, a wincing lilt in the exhale \"Maybe if we can get our hands on all this stuff first we can get it sorted. Think we should? Isn't creating a problem to fix a problem a problem in and of itself?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron gets up from the barstools. Catherine takes a seat at the barstools. Catherine shrugs She says something in a language you don't understand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods, \"Very well. Consider this a forum. Does anyone have an opinion they would like to share on this matter?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sympathetic or eager to help or perhaps simply eager to make an impression, Tom grabs up the bag with his free hand. The two bags he is holding are relatively unbalanced in terms of weight, so he has a tendancy to list starboard. \"Sure, sure,\" Tom demurrs, with a half-smile. \"Absolutely the one, absolutely. You might have to fold up your knees a teensy bit,\" he notes, apropos of nothing, \"It's only a hatchback.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx shakes her head slightly. \"I cannot tell you all of it, my friend,\" she murmurs regretfully. \"All I can say is this; they fear not garlic nor holy symbols.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton's mouth opens and closes a few times fish-like, and his ears pink up. For e brief moment he looks like things are going to fly, but he turns to his beer and says a defeated \"Shit\" to the gods of dead nights buried behind the walls of this dive.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I think I'm wearing Keene's shoes,\" Hiro responds, staring down at the black penny-loafers that have supplanted his usual footware. He hits his cigarette again, exhaling in twinned streams from his nostrils. A sharp sniff, and he holds a gloved -- swaddled might be a better term, considering that the only gloves he could find were a size and a half too large -- hand out. \"The inshtrumehnt, Mish Moneypennah.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal nods in agreement with Alexandre, \"I too. I'll go and see how Jesyca and Abel are getting on... or perhaps not.\" He turns and starts walking off in the direction of the ruins.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene gets the box in front of the door, then starts to push it into the hotel room with his heel -- keeping an eye on the guard the whole time. He is the last thing the guard will see, hopefully, before Keene closes the door behind him. \"Penny,\" he says, still looking at the guard, \"help with the box, won't you? Put it over behind the door there when I close it, that's good.\" And hopefully Keene gets the box inside the room and closes the door up behind him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase steps into the conservatory from the front entrance. Chase has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Geero beeps softly and reaches a hand to the ring in Rhia's hand. She smiles at him, but puts it safely out of his way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "True, you don't need to hear it whatever it is. Another time. \"God's got a say about that this month. s'all involved on account'a Pobble's meddlin'an' his fingers in all o\" she cuts herself off, realizing with intermitent clarity that she does sound like a crazy person. The business of closing her eyes seems an easier thing, so Penny slumps over to the right putting her forehead to the cold glass of the window.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Vulture leaves an apartment. Vulture has arrived. Vulture read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The imprints of work duty soles slowly become obscured by the falling snow as the man tromps on with slow and deliberate steps. Not another word or backwards glance, as he slowly dissapears into the whirling haze.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton flinches at Penny hollaring and looks like he's about to fly in to another torrent of explatives at the lil nipper. But instead smiles real big and dopey like and says \"Hi Penny.\" all chipper like.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The closer you get, the easier it is to see - Penny's eyes-like-saucers. It probably isn't possible for her to get up again. \"Ladies first, hm?\" She thinks she's funny. The corner of her mouth twitches a smile on and off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aggrivated and irritated, Penny goes low when the monkey goes high for the bed, the edge of her robe not singed, shaking off the coke. She yanks out a plastic bag and unloads what at first appears to be lengths of rope. The more she grabs, though, it becomes evident that it's hair. Dreads. A whole head full \"I'm going to SUFFOCATE you, monkey!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander wanders into the pub accompanied by two dirty looking fellows. By the markings on their clothes, they could be gangers or bikers. Turning to face them once they have entered, he lays his hand on one of the men's shoulders. Exchanging some words, the both of them steps back outside before much more attention then that surrounding the entrance has befallen them. Alone, he proceeds over to the counter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The expression doesn't fade, though she adds: \"I don't know you from Adam. You got ten seconds to explain why you're buggin' me here. Clock starts ... now.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "How is it that people consuming cocaine, irregardless of other tendencies and paraphenalia choices, always seem to carry a bladed weapon? Who would have guessed that Hiro kept a gleaming, polished kitchen knife -- wicked looking bugger, fine swedish craftmanship -- in his record bag? He brandishes it briefly, turns it in his hand to grip it by the back of the blade, and offers it to Penny handle-first.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well, long story,\" Tom replies, reaching up to rub his forehead lightly with his fingertips. The eyes wander away from the girl, away from the gatherings, away from the yacht, out into the place where the ocean falls off of the world. Squints some, as though he could see out into that oblivion with only", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton uncrosses his arms and stretches. Folding them behind his head, and interlackinbg his fingers together under his mullet. \"Fine we stay. Don't know what the entire Wandering kike thing had anything to do with anything then.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "eyes close. His other nostril starts bleeding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Behind Penny, Hiro pauses at the chamber's threshold; standing in the shadow of the enormous oaken door. He says nothing: expression carefully neutral, only his eyes -- fixed nervously on Penny, lacking their usual narcotic placidity -- giving his state away. The cigarette rises to his lips, cherry flaring bright orange-red.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Once that's out of the picture, the swagger comes back, and Daisy's inscrutable expression stabilizes, finally, into a scowl. \"Yeah. Picture I'm seventeen feet tall and made of gold, 'cause that's way more believable.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Vost has arrived. Tiziano drops Vost.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Paksenarrion glances over towards Cally, \"Do what exactly? You'll forgive me but I was a little distracted at the time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The refined sythesis of hard living and regular controlled substance abuse is as much a draw as it is obvious; this woman is tall and lean in a way that exaggerates her features. The countenance is the portrait of the soul and the eyes mark its intentions. Summed up in a word; pin-points. Green eyes, dyed-black eyebrows obvious on the paler skin. Her mouth a red, ripe stain; a suggestion of violence in the curve of her lips.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "likeness is a flat-head thumbtack, white. Across the back panel a fabric", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hey. Ya. You. Cin I ask ya... what city's this?\" Cash asks of the flannel girl upon their approach.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What can I getcha?\" She asks, all sassy like. She may look like Three's Company, but she speaks like Flow from Alice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Got you sheepfuckers a country, now din't it,\" Daisy snaps at Connelly. Connelly points to Pobble,\"Heck...ask him how much terrorism made him sympathize with the cause of an Ireland free from british rule.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "releases. \"Yeah. Fuckin' yeah.\" Chin up when he looks to the skies, obscured by layers of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah doesn't notice Compton's gesture. She's way too new to this to be blase, and a couple people who want to smoke cigarettes don't even register while there are brand new loopholes in the laws of physics and a couple of guys with guns to consider. She sucks on the flattened end of the straw and watches owlishly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The 'pint' is in fact a pitcher of the house draft. (Most likely recirrculated swill from the trays under the tap.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As if feeling some sort of... responsibility for this... the dullness of the clerks, the shrill, shrieking horror of the banal business exchange, the difficulty of capitalist money-for-merchandise exchange in this day and age... Tom glances momentarily away... then back up at the pair, calling over, \"I think the sign says it's six for thirty six.\" A pause. Then, mildly, to no one in particular, \"That sounds like quite the deal.\" He seems to feel he's responding, someow, in a socially appropriate way to some pre-designated cue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dave.. they're killing me..\" comes a weak cry. Then silence, then more screams. Then silence. Thrashing, thudding. Silence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's better than just walking in.\" Compton points out. \"At least this gives you a chance to get your pants on.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Always with the morning hours and the coffee, Penny shoulders her way in past suits and skirts, a halo of truly toxic smoke wreaths - meant to keep others away. Does it's job, that and the the withering half-lidded, puffy-eyed squint clears her a path toward the back. Between little chairs and little tables meant for little conversation, Penny looms - some gigantic figured cut from a different picture and pasted in at odd angles. Her hand flattens on someone's stray tabloid and drags it off the table toward Alyx's sofa, crusts of sugar and drink-stirs falling behind her. \"Shove over, hey?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene steps in from the realm. He politely inclines his head to Jonah as he passes through the doors, then moves to an inconspicuous seat near the back of the audience section.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Waiting for some-\" it takes her a minute but once it settles in, once she gets a good look at you, Penny begins to take a step in the opposite direction. Her fingers curl around the cigarette, folded and probably bent into the palm of her hand \"-one. Uh..\" her coat begins to unfold with less grace in gravity than most things and she makes those little required adjustments to keep it off the ground.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allen chuckles softly, but doesn't resist his hand being taken. He lets that little ploy work, seemingly swayed a bit as he looks at the revealed skin. \"I doubt I'm the only one you'd find tonight.\" he replies, grinning crookedly. \"Depends on if you'd rather have fun, or make a buck.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui's sad eyes settle for a moment on Daisy, a strange intensity within her gaze, before she simply shakes her head again and wanders onwards. She does not speak her opinion on the matter, she does not speak at all. She, simly, gives Connelly a brief nod and walks away thoughtfully. Kasui begins down the hill and toward the Ruins. Kasui has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex begins down the hill, ascending the other. He opens the doors to the structure, heading inside. Alex has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oh,\"Alex says with a smirk, almost a chuckle,\"Too bad he is not here... But I am curious... What is it that you had planned to do with Chase's head and body?...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze reaches down drawing two pairs of two glowsticks attached by a string from her purse with a wide grin upon his face and pausing for a moment one in each hand, the others hanging down he closes his eyes to focus letting the beat of the music flow over him and then well he sets them in motion. Fast motion to, they blur and spin seeming to dance through the air leaving streaks of after-image as he whirls them not with the skills of a raver but those of an expert martial artist, it's an advanced kata that glows. Though despite all the fancy moves and keeping two separate strings going at once he doesn't hit anyone around him, a few might seem to come close but the 'weapons' seem like extensions of his being as he creates a beautiful lightshow to the beat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble screams, spraying a fine mist of blood into the air before storming past Penny and heading for the door and out. \"Die fuckers, die.\" he calls as he slams the door behind him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The thin, wrinkled plastic sleeve comes loose, a sudden gust shivering it down to the driftwood. For it size, it makes a lot of noise, catching in between fallen branches and the remains of a picked-at gull picnic. Penny makes with the flick-flicking, cornering the cigarette between her lips and twists her body carefully but the trenchcoat slips its knots and blood seeps through her shirts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high o'er vales and hills....when all at once, I saw a crowd....\" Alyx murmurs, stirring from her daydream once more, smiling beautificly at those around her. One might almost imagine her to be stoned, except she hasn't been seen taking anything since she entered.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Or, according to Penny's half-mumbled tirade from under cover, it better be. Or else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The tide has seemed to take pity on the man, as it retreats further. A weary hand shakes sand from the cigarette before taking another puff, with a sigh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah listens to Keene's momentary monologue, listening and interested in what the man has to say. He nods. \"I understand the concerns of those in your Cabal, Mr. Keene, and agree with those concerns one hundred percent. Hence, I was sent here to fix those exact problems. This is what we are currently attempting to do.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Candygram.\" Compton deadpans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The lamppost holds a fascination that cannot be explained - nor will it be. The molester does not follow. She does not even look after you, but somewhere in the depths of her mind, if she bothered to consider it, she would be quite pleased that she disturbed the intimdating male. Bizarre...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaching! Ching-ching-ching-ching-ching! Flashing lights and noisy", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "sink. \"Pick.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine moves close towards the Vacant lot, listening closely. Again, she", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "fingers and in her right is a cigarette. Unlit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: It is 9:20 pm, late evening, on Friday the 12. day of December, 2008. Isobel slips into the pub and moves towards the door, lifting a hand to wave as Seamus looks up Isobel sits down at the bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel stands where he can see, his eyes still distant looking... you'd say he was stoned if you didn't Abel never gets stoned. His lips move in silent prayer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eyes narrow on Keene minutely, Chase turns most of his attention to him. \"You guys 'r slingin' then, eh? Mmmmm, there's some things you should know bout the trade up here. Toronto... 's an odd place. There's one big fish, 'n i been riding the coat tails.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave stands up, sniffing just a tad and pulling the cigar from his mouth with a tiny little hand. His fingers almost don't reach around the collossal smoke and he comes close to dropping it. He doesn't tho, and taps the dark ash off the side of the box. \"Evenin' ladies.\" he says in his south london monkey-tongue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Jesse says \"Yes. People like her are why we have the sixth protocol.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lifting her hand again, Alyx glances thoughtfully between Cally and Jonah. In response to Cally's comment, Jonah again says, \"We are not terrorists. We should not have to fight with weapons combat, and instead with our wits and intelligence.\" Then, he guestures to Alyx, \"Yes, Miss Davian.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton flattens a path of grass with his loafers as me marches his way down the hill. A direct line from the 'hole' to the gathering being made.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A - Mind 1. Shield. T - The image and the word, reverberate inside the psyche of the Dr, dragging along the psychotropic drug effects and twisting them into upperplane clouds across the subconscious. Blocking the mind from outside influences as a thunderstorm blocks the sun. Not terribly accurate or stylish, but perhaps worth the effort.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble pushes the door open, allowing a suited monkey to scamper through, trailing a luminescent exhaust of cigar fumage in its wake. Sashaying behind the smokestack is a hooded man, black coat worn closed with the oversized hood shrouding his features in shadow. The fine shoes tap on the stone, as the man follows monkey into the chamber. A cigarette dangles precariously from thin blood stained fingers, the claret glinting fresh as the cherry ember sparkles on silver fingernails.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble raises a brow, \"You used to be a bit straight?\" Amused he shuffles along the booth to the corner, resting a thigh along the seat and placing his glass upon it. \"How come you and Sam don't get along?\" he enquires nonchalantly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine blushes and gives Aaron a look. She then heads towards the bar, pointing to something on the menu.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Did someoe say.. Theatrics? Devard wanders into the bar, absently juggling a pair of balls in one hand. Yes, Juggling. You got a problem with that? Using his other hand to open doors and the like, he then proceeds towards the bar, smiling confidently.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton tunrs and looks at the old guard, lets go of Jesse's arm and raises his in a classic, 'huh?' pose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana arrives from the north. Hana has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton's eyes bug outta his head a bit and he staggers slightly from the sudden reactions of Chase - but his big mits grasp the barrell of the 22 gauge surely enough. With barely a thought he sticks the stock to his shoulder and chambers a round, and only then shoots a 'What the fuck?!' look over at Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The building explodes again, seems possibly a gas main or the like finally gave to the intense heat. sirens are heard in the distance, growing closer as the entire neighborhood, the irish portion at least, seems to come to life to help. Neighbors futilely attempt to cool the fire with garden hoses and fire extinguishers, others form a bucket brigade. Yet more seem to come from the clinic, taking in the wounded there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A sheaf of black rectangles is unloaded from his bag -- now mostly empty -- and Hiro abandons his post behind the decks; letting the track run on. He deposits the fliers on the edge of the refreshments table, shooting a sideways glance towards Conelly and Abel. \"Pobble's family got hit by the IRA,\" he replies, quietly, shoulders rolling silently. \"And the Invisible College doesn't have a leader.\" With that, he heads back to his post.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That prompts a small, fleeting smile from Keene. \"Yes. I imagine anyone in your position would be interested in locating comrades. I wish I could provide some assistance to you, but I have only just arrived in town this morning. I haven't even checked my e-mail yet.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"DTs?\" asks Keene, finishing up typing his notes. He saves his work, then closes his notebook and slides his memo pad underneath it. \"SARS going around again or something?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isn't this the sort of thing that Tom gets all fucking worked out of shape over? Or he's supposed to, anyway. That's what he gets paid this respectable little salary (with benefits and vacation days and plenty of life insure) to do. To get worked up over things that aren't any of his business. To bust heads for holding thoughts that are, really, none of his business.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"They really need to put a sump pump in here or something,\" he says, beginning the slow process of moving along the edge of the stream into the main part of the realm. \"A sump pump, a boardwalk, maybe some torches ... I mean, how much could it cost to make some philgosten-powered torches? We're members of the Hermetic Order, for Christ's sake, can't we pop for some lights?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "An odd scene for me, considering where it starts. We learn interesting things such as spaceships coming from beyond to eat all beings that get too close to it. The spirits are screaming in pain whenever we care to listen. Consider me near over-dosed for the rest of the weekend.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Chemist?\" Alyx muses, her voice still reflecting curiosity, even through the music. \"Odd. Anyhow... I don't think we ever got properly introduced, except for the other girl, Daisy, calling you names.\" She almost offers her hand over, intent changing as she realizes he's probably got his hands full, what with flicking switches and sliders, spinning and changing the media...all that jazz.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca tries to slip into the meeting without being noticed, but she's panting a bit from her quick dash across the realm to be here. She begins to walk quietly over to her usual spot, and kneels down there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah thinks, momentarily. He nods. \"That may be appropriate. Please contact me on Monday, and we shall attempt to schedule an appointment.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "here ceased long ago, apparently. Two major homeless shelters operate in this", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton sloshes out of the cave. His heavy winter boots waterlogged by his interdimensional splunkering... and he look thrilled for it too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui's handshake is, of course, very gentle to the point of being limp. The firmness of Tal's shake surprises her a bit, as evinced by the way she blinks even if in no other way as she says, \"The... you are Mirriya-san's... ah... teacher?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dyne wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Dyne has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You go down the stairs. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Compton has left. Derelict House - Kitchen", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Deer-in-headlights. Daisy literally locks up with indecision, unmoving for a second.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Order is established, or at least to the satisfaction of Tex. He starts taking statments from the witnesses to the accident. The EMT is privy to what's being said, to avoid any confusion. And to save Tex the time of having to re-tell the same story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah reaches the Seat of Forces, pulling it out from the table slightly. He sets his briefcase down on the tabletop. \"Good morning, everyone,\" he says, his voice full and loud enough for all to hear. \"If you would, please take a seat and pull it near to the table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a long dark car rolling through this part of town. Maybe one of those pharmaceuticals had a til-dawn party. Day-running lights? or just lights still on could place that car in a variety of situations. But it stops up on the corner and Penny gets out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The furry blue thing is rapidly shrinking throughout Hiro's speech, as though she's resolved not to exhale until he's finished talking. Lungs hardened to bricks of ash and scar by chainsmoking, she's able to take in a surprising amount of smoke before exhaling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin raises a finger to the two Virtual Adepts, \"Gentlemen, before you start in on defending the dignity of the corpse of a man that neither one of you was particularly fond of, I would like to speak with Penny about this. As a leader of the Chantry it is right that I should do so.\" He motions for Penny, Pobble and Dave to join him in the library.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands outside the fence in his heavy parka. The hood up against the gusting snow. Despite this the guys shivers, his lips blue. What kind of fool does this on an afternoon like this?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You,\" he directs to Harrison, flatly. \"You're trespassing. Beat it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex looks to Keene,\"You yourself have said that what you are doing is just how things have always been. But they have not had any effect in countering the efforts of the Ironteeth. So maybe we need to do something different...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny fingers the trigger of the gun. Tilting her head to the side, like maybe", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro tilts the phone aside, mouthing 'Ravenhurst' in Daisy's direction; expression quizzical. The mic maneuvers back into place. \"Yeah, you looking for Peachy K or sommat? I got his number, but he's been kinda busy..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "worth the effort. Tight-laced and buttoned up.\" Eleven o'clock bells toll from some far-off cathedral and reminded suddenly to some unwritten law, Penny offers quickly \"D'you smoke?\" fingering another cigarette out of her top-most pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly nods...\"Well....point out those from the Cabal called the Invisible College? I would much prefer to avoid them...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"What's it feel like?\" She scrubs harder, moving the ink, destroying the link. \"In there, in there. Put it there,\" looking over her shoulder at the tub. \"Is it alive?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally and offers, \"Foray into the Shard Realm of Forces. Fought giant worms and the Fallen. Rescue captives. Trying to figure out the lineage of a book. Standard stuff.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble ignores the proffered cigarettes, and maintains position on the burning down boomer. He says nothing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This room is mostly empty, even more vast in some ways than the hall outside. Only three things mar its granite perfection; an immense marble table at the head of the room with nine chairs, each marked with a single Sphere glyph, an intricately inscribed Certamen circle in the center of the room, and perhaps forty seats at the back of the room, for observers and audience. A single door to the left glows a soft gold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Skirting the hearth, she advances on a place just to the left of the library. Just a few days ago a shroud of a sort was laid out. The strong smell hovers in that general area but nowhere else in the hall.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From within the box, just a little way away there is a snorting sound. A long drawn out snorting. Then another. And a third.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "room174 You enter the apartment. Room174(#4497ed)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"After-Math consists of myself, Alex Hess, Maisri MacKenzie, and will be receiving a new field operator and acolyte from a different chapter in the coming weeks. Also, we''l receive a new member pending on a discussion which will take place after this meeting.\" Chase says with a slight smirk, punctuating his statement with a small flinch under his left eye. After he states his piece, he leans back in chair and kicks his feet up again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Absently Chase hands over the kicker, still some red fluid to inject. \"Hit that. Main line it, cabrone. We'll get... we'll get... the rest a you lot over...\" Starting to get woozy, eyes close. His other nostril starts bleeding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex stands from the Seat of Correspondence and heads around the table for the keg. \"Feel free to take over,\" he offers to Hiro just as Taproot's, Poem starts to play.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx smiles pleasently towards Jonah. \"I, Alyx Davian, am of no Cabal,\" she murmurs. \"Nor, to my knowledge, is Mr Tullern, who formally occupies this seat, though that is something I would advise you check with him, once he returns.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To those who know her from her party persona, Daisy would be virtually unrecognizable: she's wearing a garish red and yellow polo, and her Bettie Page bob is piled up underneath a baseball cap on top of her cab. At the moment, she's the only one working the McDonald's counter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"A hovercraft, Pobble,\" says Keene, moving forward towards the opening of the cave. \"Me, I think a boardwalk with a golf cart would be just as well. I think they like the peace and quiet.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You are not ready. Time will come.\" and he turns away, tromping off into the snow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally answers \"I'm not as well ranked as Paksen is but I'm willing to help as well. Which leads a question. How will we be able to work together on this when our Methods differ?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hi,\" she says uncertainly, wincing at the sound of her amplified voice. \"The Invisible College would like to welcome you to the Invisible Party. You all know ... you all know why you're here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny leaves an apartment. Penny has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca cracks a slight smile, \"And that is impossible, for me. I'm already out there too much, and speaking of already being out there too much. I have an art showing I am late for.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "except for \"Cold night, eh?\" and lets Penny nod by way of conversation and moves on. Bright orange reappears at the end of her cigarette and she exhales", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is the zone Chase was telling you about. Static hissing in the background,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marion comes in off the street following the rich aroma of coffee. Marion has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene says \"Ehh. Not a lot. Just tooling around, taking in the sights.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny mutters to Compton, \"Fucking... Did you see it?\" Penny mutters \"Fucking strange. Did you see it?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Probably not,\" says Keene. \"The jackasses had their meeting today. They've all left by now to go sodomize each other or whatever those other filthy hippies do because they don't study worth a damn.\" He takes out his flask again and takes a long hit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm daisy@junkho.org, if you've got a net connection,\" Daisy says, \"and you can catch up to any of us at our parties. We got a roster of future map points on junkho, too.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "and goes to say something but thinks the better of it. Something in the air causes its fur", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Penny?\" He repeats himself. \"You heading hoidayside or what?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She stands there still wanting to make something of it but her eyes are a give-away, red and veiny. All bark and no bite, clearly not at the moment. She steps back and swipes at her nose \"So.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a table toward the back that's been left in mid-play, cues crossed over the felt as clear indicators. One of the two players is off in the corner counting out singles and the other, Penny, is just lighting up returning from a bathroom break. Taking a 'fuck it, I'll stay' approach to the game, she unties the sash of the trench she wears and throws it at high stool where it lands, crumpled.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Of course, it's plastic. It's duct tape. It's a rock. It's a leaf. It's silly, and it's not going to work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pile, her eyes fix on the pile. The bay leaves, the bitter herbs, the jet. Who knows what the copper wire is for. Better leave it out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Music talk makes Daisy flatline. Her forehead wrinkles into nested chevrons; she folds her arms underneath her breasts, taps her foot, waits for Hiro to catch up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ask me, you should break out the black mask and pipe, man.\" Jesse tilts his hat forwards, leaning back in his seat with a grin. \"Pull some of that old ELZN magic. Really shake shit up.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "contraption stickytaped to it. Maybe another container within. As this", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is only one thing in this world more distressing than a convention geek, and that is a convention geek in drag. Put sailor moon and trinity in the same blender, with a healthy helping of geek, and this is the bleak result.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro looks between the two, entirely flabbergasted, and shrugs wordlessly. He collapses back into the grass, eyes rolling back in his head.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel heads through the double doors, entering the Main Hall beyond. Abel has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander walks into the streets. Alexander has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks at the two woman curiously. \"Hey. What's up?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nicfit, Penny's habit must be worse than she let's on. She starts patting", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel arrives from the forward doors. Abel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia blinks and suddenly tights, and if struck dumb. Like a bolt, she is on her feet, and barely manages to stammer out an explaination \"Will be back. Emergency has come up.\" Penthesilia quickly stalks out of the bar, not even waiting for anyones reaction Penthesilia walks into the streets. Penthesilia has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro turns to face the console, and raises his cup towards the mob - now swelled to almost ten times it's original size. The crowd has grown more diverse while no-one was looking - punks and gutter trash intermingling with ravers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands across the street. His face flush with excitement. Doing a fine job representing the do-nothing-voyeur-public in times of crisis.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene has connected. Keene has disconnected.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "her leap, and scrambling upwards. It's ever so much more affective than it was", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Each collar propped like the Fonz, he'll cool it all the way down to the little people. \"I cou' /really/ use some chicken though. We gotta get some kinda airline food up in her or somethin'. Maybe... a... a lil' thing a' peanuts. Salted, ya know.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dunce comes in off the street following the rich aroma of coffee. Dunce has arrived. Dunce walks in and joins the line before the counter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano takes the baggle sniffing at it a few moments seeing if it smells as it should be tossed out, \"Stalling?\" he bites his lips, \"I bet you have whatever it was that was in the punch.. umm what was the name again.\" he scratches his head.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally says, \"well? you wanna help us find Jamaia's spook?\" she turns to Jamaia.. \"By the way, how she die anyway?\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin smacks himself on the forehead. \"My apologies.\" He looks ashamed of himself. \"I was only trying to help. I will set you back the way you were, Ms. Ante, but before I do, is one of you remaining healthy enough to plan the bacchanal?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is a man, not young anymore but not yet middle-aged, sporting black, thin-rimmed circular glasses, with tussled dark brown hair, medium length on the top, short in the back. He has an olive complexion and dark brown eyes, possibly of Mediterranean descent. He has high cheekbones and a thin face, a nose thats a little hawkish, but otherwise plain featured. He has a slight frame and measures an average height.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally and smiles, seeming happy that shes a persistent gal. He stands closer to her and whispers something to her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Bunnicula,\" Penny butts in, adapting her tongue to english in slow syllables \"bunnies with fangs.\" Horror, yes. Satisfied she got it right, Penny pulls her coffee off the serving counter looking for where they hid the stirry things and sugar. From that hidden area she adds \"Loved your brother's work. He's no Clive Bark..er..was..um.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre read your description. Penny(#6870PIOAC)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane says, \"You haven't read that quote? But it's from the book you were quoting... and so beautfully too, if you don't mind me mentioning it. You have a lovely accent, far nicer than mine.... I bet you went to a Private school, didn't you?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui 's sad eyes settle for a moment on Daisy, a strange intensity within her gaze, before she simply shakes her head again and wanders onwards. She does not speak her opinion on the matter, she does not speak at all. She, simly, gives Connelly a brief nod and walks away thoughtfully.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess curls a bright grin on her face, playful really and then she arches her back dropping the glowsticks to the floor with a unheard clatter. Her form collapses coalescing with a strobe-like flash into a ball of golden light. She is about the size now of a softball, warm golden and glowing as it bobs in the air there. Quite similar to the glowsticks glow but golden and a bit warmer. The ball starts to bob a little faster then twirls out moving quickly around Millia in a spiral that passes through the ribbon ethereally now and then without actually messing the other girl up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton crumples his little postit, and sits back again visibly relaxing. Quietly he slips a tiny paper bag warpped bottle from his pants and takes a sip. Those close enough might get a wiff of diesel fuel for some odd reason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She drags long and watches the butt roll down the little incline, watches the white wrapper grey-out in the water \"What's that?\" indicating with a brief nod to the block.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah sighs softly, then shakes his head. \"Mr. Keene, perhaps at another time. I would much rather not risk exposing someone who came to me in strict confidence.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 2 success(es). //.etro: Abel rolls \"6\" at diff 8", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy's all pomp and swagger, striding in long and straight, like a man. Aviator sunglasses are propped up amongst her bangs; a cigarette droops, angled, from the corner of her lips. High-fives are dispensed at random to assorted punks. Not a regular, but recognized.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dr Steve sits up, and in the hollow of his legs, he places the block atop his coat, extracting the tube. The parcel is retrieved from his teeth and he unfolds it with the extreme patience and dilligence as one would use while constructing an origami statue of liberty. Some deft tapping and arranging results in the pink contents of the package being released into the grooves. He does however, continue to wrangle the paper until it forms the shape of a strange little plane which he releases to the wind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine so that she can easily watch both of them. HEr hands are clasped behind her back, holding the backpack.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater blinks at Connelly, \"I told the grass what I wanted. Sure it would have been easier to gather some twigs to toss, but that wold have taken time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Pobble reaches into his pocket and pulls out a note pad with a pencil tied to it with string, flipping to a blank page he begins to jot something down, glancing up at you mid way. \"Whom intends to attack whom?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx nnghs. \"Anyone got paper 'n a pen?\" she inquires, sitting up groggily. \"Something I need t'do before I collapse. I'll forget otherwise.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Paksenarrion gives the pair a curious glance as she passes thru, continuing westward. Her long strides carry her past at which point she offers a polite 'Evening..' as she passes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allen laughs at that, amused and following Charice's gaze towards Compton. \"Him? I doubt he'd keep you amused for ten minutes..\" he shakes his head almost sadly, \"But if you want to waste yer time on the attempt..\" he chuckles and flashes a toothy grin. \"Or you can take a chance... never know.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "newspaper. White and black tile covers the floor in Roman meander line. Set", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro doesn't travel far into the corridor. While Penny is interrogating Connelly, Pig-boy is fitting the foam ear-beads of a minidisc player into his ears; thumb held down on the fast-forward button.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This revelation actually puts Keene at a loss for words. He stands there, with this blank look of non-comprehension on his face, and stares at Connelly in silence for several seconds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tearing through the tape, Penny's fingers get stuck. \"Cut that into about three headless Chase's,\" chinning to the plastic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold tilts his head to the side and looks genuinely concerned. \"What's wrong?\" he asks in a worried tone, stepping forward a little. The empty circle that the pedestrians unconciously leave around the large man follows him, he does not seem to notice this among other things.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Peachy?\" Alyx wonders, sipping from her by-now-very-cold coffee, and making a face. \"....shit. Someone should invent coffee that dosen't get cold so fucking quickly.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke slides his coat on \"Hope to hear from you soon.\" is all he offers before he pulls the cliche arcane-induced vanishing into the crowd stunt", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You return IC ... You open the warehouse door and walk in off the street. Main Floor - Warehouse(#1811RIXJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence heads down the hill and up the other, disappearing into the cavern's darkness. Cadence has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly has arrived. Connelly walks in in her heavy winter jacket as she is heading towards the bank...(OOC OK..now can someone set the scene for me?)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Mercutio with 'Spirit 2.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Seth read your description. Seth read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally stuffs the scraps in the urn.. and kneels.. \"to the Daedalus.. For a short brief time you were my Valiant steed. A moment and we soared like eagles. We were invincible. Yet with my hope, I feel you died a noble death, and I swear to you, It shall not be in vain. your protegee will of course be strong and be built from the lessons you taught me.. \" with that she begins to light the blueprints and scraps.. acrid smoke, some of it black begins to filter out.. and crackle..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane pages: \"Could do, but she's not talkin' to me.\" She pauses, \"Jealous girlfriend?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "So - Penny's off in the bathroom, /powdering her nose/, dig, and Compton's drunk, and Hiro is arguing with the pimple-faced girl behind the counter, apparently over the contents of the happy meal. There's some contention over the toy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater toys with his eagle feather. \"Sure. Make me out to be the bad guy. Gotcha.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hept-Seshet arrives from the west. Hept-Seshet has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary shakes her head a bit, at Jacob. \"I know a lot of people use the line..and it probably seems like a cop out, or an exagerration, but in my case it really -is- complicated, and there isn't really anyone I can tell about it, without putting them in danger.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton unscrews the cap of the bottle and sticks it in his pie whole. HE's trying to be inconspicuous, but his glum demeanour and size just make him look sinister standing there drinking 6 month old wiskey from the bottle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac doesn't seem to believe Jim. He takes another sip and then says, \"Well if I think you can help, I'll let you know. Anything I can't find, I'll probably make myself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble quirks a brow, looking mildly confused. The relevance dawns on him shortly however and he offers a wan smirk. \"I have the right to wear a dress should I feel the need, without it threatening my sexuality in any way. Leaves me free and easy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I was here,\"Alex informs Cally,\"And your problem was that you tried to take control of the Chantry in place of a departing /elected/ leader. You were viewed as a usurper.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Imogen with ''nother roll maybe?'. Imogen pages: Sure thing if you like.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That comment or any other, no matter how sound or based in self-preservation is lost on the old guy, as a soft drone of snoring comes from the far side of the room. Well, at least he don't stink no more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor enters and says, \"Ah ha! There they are.\" He appears to have just arrived from scanning all the warehouses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "as it nears the city. It is not falling, however, more like approaching.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro arrives from the forward doors. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Because given enough time and apathy on your part, the few people who's eyes you open will be back to blindly follow authority because they are overwhelmed by all of the people that the Ironteeth take over,\" Alex states rather pointedly,\"You think that the Ironteeth as going to just let a few people slip through the cracks?... They want /everything/....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From Derelict Home - Main Room, Vulture leaves the house. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Vulture has left. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Simon leaves the house. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Simon has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny swings around on the stool and observes \"So maybe it wasn't me what scared'em off, hey?\" She punches you in the shoulder \"Fucko, should let a girl in on the down low.\" Losing her balance, Penny starts to slide and catches long enough to get right briefly \"..fuck,\" murmurs \"cab me, get me home okay?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse is sitting, his back to a table, his hat pulled low, glaring down at his knees. Sulking, in other words.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He looks back at Daisy, keeping his expression neutral. \"Perhaps the Realm needs to be informed who controls it,\" he says, idly. \"Unless, for some reason, it is capable of keeping Quintessence funneled to it by itself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "her side. The liquor selection here is fairly limited, but there's a wide", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The doctors weave slowly down the President's body. Briefly, from just out of frame, you can see the nose of an ass, lips pulled back in a terrible idiot grin. The cameraman is disinterested; the viewers therefore get no better view.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton walks in from the dull heat of a Canadian autum day. He look tired and haggered as he steps in to line with the other caffine junkies and awaits his administration.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A primate screech, followed shortly by \"Get your hand outta there, bugger\" from the box; not, notably, Pobble's voice. Hiro stumbles backwards, nearly dropping his spliff, and stares sullenly at the cardboard palace, rubbing at his apparently injured hand. \"Fucking chimp,\" he mutters in the box's direction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro tugs the door open, wedging it open with his elbow to allow Daisy to follow behind him. He drops a handful of some crumbly green substance -- some kind of broken plastic, perhaps -- in the trash next to the entrance; brushing his hands together as he surveys the place. \"Next to the window,\" he instructs Daisy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Never been a big fan of the smack.\" he half grins, \"Although once I hit middle age, slow down and start to balloon I'll probably consider it.\" Either way, he doesn't seem in much of a hurry to continue his food, taking the wine in hand once more. \"What about you then Lori? From what you said the other night, I take it you're a clean straight arrow?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You open the double doors, heading into the Main Hall beyond. Novus Valnastium -- Council Chamber", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I never pointed a gun at you, Alex\" her declaration a means to free her from that conversation, ending with \"we are his next-of-kin and are due his remains.\" Quiet for a few minutes while she rearranges the three shrouds ontop of one another, Penny pockets the phone \"It doesn't work,\" pushing the jet stones and other detrius into the center of the plastic sheets \"it only talks to god.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "anytime soon fucker. Not safe outside by my reakoning.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui's body tenses a she jumps just slightly in the wake of the sudden music, but she quickly seems to decide she likes the groove herself. For all of her demure and traditional seeming ways she lets the side of her that experienced the techno-mystic Hongkong nights surface with its plethora of nightclubs and modern rhythms. No one could accuse her of being a good dancer per se, but her body's natural balance and hand-eye coordination goes a long way for making gyrating hips and a bounce to the beat seem fairly attractive. Reaching over, as she is near the food table anyway, she fills a cup with the frothy beer in the mini-keg and take s along draught.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So, is it your opinion that we should just sit on our asses while the Ironteeth build their Construct a block away from the portal to this Realm?...\" Alex asks tilting his head slightly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah watches Compton, unconvinced. In fact, he's not even moved since he caught the whispered conversation. \"You will forgive me if I do not immediately believe you, Mr. Compton, however I will excuse you. I will speak with you at a later date concerning this issue.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "nick or otherwise. She has an incredibly pretty face. An eternity of cheek", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary would probably be absolutely mortified if she knew that such an assumption had been made about that, especially over a mere handshake and intense conversation. She's oblivious, though, and is thus saved a lot of blushing and suchwise embarrassment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "jers get dead recently?\" There's a curious starting point.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Winning?\" the big guy asks sarcastically.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Suits ya, I suppose.\" Again testing his gums. Numb. \"Fuck.\" Chase leans back into a position more conducive to relaxing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "other guy's attention. Lowering the pool cue, he rubs it against the back of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"-- shit. Where was I?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well then...you cheaters...guess Millia has to bring something else out of her apparent toy box to dance with. The strings are reeled in the glowsticks are soon in her hands, a solid glow of light flowing down one arm to the other as she moves to her purse and grabs for something with a single hand. With a single pull a small baton is in her hand as a black rhythmic ribbon comes streaming out of her purse, with stars painted up and down it which glow like glowsticks. One smooth motion of her arm and the lines of stars are above her and spinning down towards her as she moves away from the table again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "moistened his hair. A nonchalant stroll, along the sidewalk, to think things", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On his way over to the keg, Alex's eyes pass over the table of pills. He then notices Jess and gives her a nod in greeting, \"Hey, Jess. How are you doing?...\" he says as he refills his cup.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Devros blinks in surprise after her first statement, caught somewhat off guard. \"..well, that was..straight forward..\" He grins, flicking the cigarette butt aside and placing his bottle on the table in front of him. \"Oh..right..something girly..with an umbrella.. Ok..\" He nods to himself a few times. \".. I can offer some beer.. Cuz, you know.. We're out of umbrellas..and girly drinks...\" He casts a glance over his shoulder, sizing the couple of strangers briefly, and then gesturing to Chuck, ordering the usual. \".. Just don't mind the funny taste..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Collecting his gear, Hiro dumps the majority of his crap back into the backpack; tucking the ream of records under his arm, and leaving the headphones hanging from his neck. He maneuvers to his feet, and sets into a stroll past Marcus and towards the sound setup; jerking a thumb over towards the turntables. \"Open decks, right mano?\" he asks, en route.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Long distance to Imogen: Penny nods. //.etro: Penny rolls \"arete\" privately to Imogen at diff 6. For a total of 3 success(es).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Time passes. After a bit, Daisy hits fast-forward.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny enters the Holiday Inn lobby area. Penny has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy's Hebrew accent is worse by far than the Mockney bullshit she affects when she's either high or thinks she's high. Sure, she can manage the hard, gutteral 'kh'; what's amazing is that she can hold it for nearly a full second.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron says \"OK.. I give up spelling tonight\" Catherine picks up the beers, seeing that Aaron made an order himself. Oh well, she heads towards the table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy-in-the-video smokes one cigarette, and then another, and then another. She sits down on her toolbox, then she stands up. She throws something in the garbage. She spraypaints something on the ground, then disappears with Hiro -- who has completed whatever electronic work he was doing inside the junction box -- out of the frame.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny sighs to Compton and asides \"This is beginning to feel like work. I'm coming down.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton licks his lips and jerks his head to one side flipping the Santa's cap over. He shakes his noggin a little trying to clear the whiskey, and squints one bloodshot eye closed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well, I mean...\" Jesse just being paranoid is a little like the ocean just being wet. \"Like, we were talking about him the last time I was in there. And, I mean, it's not his real name, obviously, so he's already got an alias, and plus Cadence said what he wasn't really a Bokor, but Voodoo says he'll work for paper. So he's some vreiboter houngan, and the whole martyr complex thing just seems a little too pat, you know what I mean?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "on a random jaunt down to, but here he is - buying liquor, no less. He gravitates towards the long cooler full of beers, wines, and premixed beverages... taking slow, meandering steps, fingers occasionally brushing alongside the cool glass.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A pool hall is not the kind of place for someone like Hiro to hang out. At least, not while wearing a plaid skirt and fuzzy cat ears. Hiro can be spotted loitering somewhere behind Compton and to his left, fumbling with the cellophane around a pack of cigarettes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar, Cassius nods. From afar, Cassius knows what's here and mostly knows what's going on. You paged Cassius with 'Rock.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah guestures first to Pakzenarrion. \"Yes, Miss Johanson?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton hangs up the phone without another word. Gets up and crosses the room to the door, twists the knob and lets it swing oipen on his way tot he bathroom next to it. IN there the sound of a steady and heavy steam hitting the bowl resonanates for a couple of minutes. Finished witha lough moan/sigh of relife. You enter the apartment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton snaps a platic lid on his java, and looks at you for a long second. Debating with himself. \"Sure\" he eventually says with some certanty.\"Back there\" he jerks a thumb over his shoulder towards the back of the room. Then turns and plods off that way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah studies the monitor intently from far enough away that she's not blocking everyone else's view. She chews on the straw and gets red lipstick smears on it. Her eyes are big and wide and she seems a little bit stunned.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble waggles his fingernails. \"Nitro G.\" he says, and begins to pour random household products into the bucket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As though to make her point, Daisy stabs the plug at the dirt a second time. This only provokes a shower of sparks punctuated by short bolts of violet electricity. She swears incoherently at the ground, kicking at the smouldering bits of grass and leaf kicked up by the discharge.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "During it's tenure as a legitimate industrial facility, natural light would flood the workshop floor -- some thirty feet beneath the peaked roof -- by means of louvered skylights. In the transition into a gomi shrine, these have been long since sealed away beneath plaster and black paint: webbed over with extension cords and network cable. The sole artifact of the original facility -- an enormous iron cargo hook, suspended by an equally cyclopean length of chain -- supports the loft's dim noveau sun[1]: a sphere of gutted television screens some five feet in diameter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble doesn't seem too eager to pick at the sticks, taking a long sip from the wine instead and nodding appreciatively, the tip of his tongue pulling a stray drop from his lower lip. \"See now you've got me curious.\" He grins lopsidedly, but lets the subject drop. Wine is set back down. \"So..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Black, of course, reflects no colour, not even ultraviolet; not even blacklight. Daisy's hoodie has been worn to asphalt grey, but it shouldn't be reflecting any light. The quarter glows green. Her name, picked out in white, glows pale violet. Those, of course, should be glowing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny is innocent, blameless. \"Pull over, hey? M'gonna..\" she half-tilts her head meaning she's gonna one or the other or something else entirely. \"Where we goin'anyway?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac looks back at Jim and says, \"Slow down, man. No need to kill yourself yet and besides, it lacks some originality.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The townie looks perplexed, \"Y-you kn-kn-know me mister?\" and glances in the cup and gives a half smile. The other side of his mouth seems to be numb, slack.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk south along Parliament to Queens Quay. Waterfront - Parliament and Queens Quay(#1111RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble beams at the hand shaking, hastily moving over to put his hand in the shaking queue for the newest arrival - Jess. His free hand slips into a pocket, comming back with a crumpled cigarette which he slips behind his ear, held in place by the material of the bandana. This handshaking isn't so bad. He seems quite keene on pressing the flesh with Jess and Abel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel reaches out and snags the pint as it begins to slide its way towards her. Grinning her thanks she takes a sip and then once again glances around the smoke filled bar. Pausing now and then as something entertaining or odd catches her attention. In this place there is plenty of that. Washed and unwashed it would appear", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble pages: Yello? From afar, Pobble repeats louder, \"Helloooo? \"Steve.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Again with the squeaks, they belong to the car's window handle. The black Mustang sports equally dark glass to conceal her contents. And their number is two now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Like a memory set adrift like bit of wood upon a stream, memories of a time long ago yet seemingly just beyond reach, Kasui flows into view clad like somone straight from the Meiji. Her voluminous oceanic blue hakama sway like waves about her legs as her zori-sandaled feet barely make a whisper upon the grass. The long topknot of a samurai flows down her back in an almost noble fasion as those midnight tresses ripple like liquid midnight. Left hand resting lightly upon th epommel of her clansword she pauses at the sight ahead of her and tilts he rhead to the side in abject curiosity...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And so the carrion bird perches himself a good foot from the door. His hands drop away from his arms and hang at his sides, Vulture's never been known - yet - to be caught with his pants down around his ankles. He half glances at the door and then looks back across it to the less than verbose woman, \"S'good t'have a name...\" He comments singularily, before stuffing a few more frosted flakes in his mouth... chewing noisily. He even starts to tap out a tune on the molding with the heel of one boot, stuffing the unopened box into one of his deep pockets. This should prove interesting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "relatives. Then, the prime kicker will activate, and we'll send over plasma bolts into his", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You got the fuck-up, we get the shit, remember?\" The question comes from one of the unholy choir as the others echo their approval of this statement. Brows lower as they glare now, waiting with impatience for the dulling of sense and quickening of pulse...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "After having navigated the maze that is the Holiday Inn, the birdman has ended up in the lobby. He turns around a couple of times, just to make sure he's in the right place, and then heads slowly towards the counter. Vulture digs the keys out of his pocket as he goes - definitely through with nights in this place. Too expensive... someone should tell him it isn't a lodging house, but a hotel. Of course the prices are going to be higher.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Fortunately, Abel comes along, and provides a wonderful distraction. Casually retracting his hand for the moment, he orients himself towards the younger man with a congenial expression.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"110,\" says Keene. \"220 is Europe. You can tell because they have funny-looking plugs.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel grabs a plate and some sandwich stuff and makes a sandwich that would make Dagwood proud, as well as chips and, seeing Connelly against the wall, goes over to talk to her. \"Not a big partier either, huh?\" He offers some chips and a section of the sandwich he cut in quarters.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Many of the patrons watch each other with looks of a cautious calculation. Not only are those opposite the pool table viewed with suspicion, but also the few one might mistake as a friend. A darkness of nefarious deed reigns within the shadows as the lighting illuminates from the mouth down. It is as though the dark conspires to hide the intent deep within the eyes from the light of revelation. Then again the windows to these souls only come up black.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly sighs,\"No, Daisy Incrutable, I do not think you understand...\" She looks straight at the woman,\"Yes..you ruined a bunch of cars...and did allt hat stuff....but...by doing so, you *HARMED* sleepers. I did not say make the world more interesting.. I mean..have you ever looked into a child's eyes as he or she watched a street magician? Before you awoke, did you ever see something that made you feel a sort of sense of awe at the vastness of things?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "if to indicate a handshake should be immediate. He comes across as agitated and", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Starbucks is blessed with the arrival of another patron - Alyx. Though it's mid-afternoon, she looks like she might not actually have been out of bed all that long, as she trudges towards the counter, in search of life-giving coffee. Only to order....decaf.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Okay. I can hear again and I didn't try to kill you. Let's just be clear on that. YOU overdid it again. And that fucking monkey was doing nothing to help you either.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The beaches on the island's south side are supervised in July and August. A wide range of facilities are available, including washrooms, drinking fountains, water taps, lots of picnic areas with fire pits, first-aid stations and police. Small beaches, wooded areas, open grass picnic places and a couple of stone garden sites also dot this southern end of the island, creating a nice, relaxing atmosphere to enjoy the company of friends and family. The multitude of bike, rollerblade and jogging trails makes the park land home to many sport enthusiests in the summer months. The park is cleaned and well maintained, groundskeepers can be seen busily cutting grass, picking up carelessly thrown litter or otherwise ensuring the beauty of the island.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Riled, she brings herself down a few pegs. \"So what happened.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The drugs, perhaps. They kicked in sometime after the refugee from the People's States of Europe set down the tea Tom didn't ask for but didn't have any goddamn energy at all to send back -- too busy getting the childproof cap back on, too busy keeping the bile down, too busy ignoring the pointed stares, the accusatory glances from people who are here by design of the Universe specifically to pry into his business. There is a somehow appropriate inversion of values and status here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex nods to Cally, shruggin a little as he does. \"That is why I have been saying that we need to sit down and decide what it is that the Chantry is doing here. Direction. Goals. A mission statement.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "street, arm up, arm out. The other hand fetches something, a PDF or something,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You sense Taliesin makes his way over to Penny pushing through the crowd, although they clear out of his way fairly helpfully. \"Where do you want me to place the guest of honour?\" He smiles slightly as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out what appears to be a black silk handkerchief, which he begins unfolding slowly, while waiting for Penny's response to his question.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"110,\" says Keene. \"220 is Europe. You can tell because they have funny-looking plugs.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene smokes. \"Tell me why not.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui murmurs quietly, \"I am glad you caught up with me Sempai,\" something softly mischievous in her voice as her amber gaze is slitted within half-lidded epicanthic folds. Jess receives a bow and a warm gaze, \"Hello Jessu-san. How are you doing?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon raises an eyebrow. \"I noticed a deterioration in your pronunciation a while back.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stops at the edge of the little gathering, waiting for his companion to catch up. He scans the departing figures, taking a long slow pull on his cigarette and brushing stray ash from the edge of his dress.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel stands back and watches. He understands something is being done... something for Chase... and he bows his head in prayer as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Part 3. Wouldn't let me do it as one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, in Enochian, \"Dig. Want we should take an infidel along?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny has this kind of relieved expression about the eyebrows, unwrinkling slowly into a smirk. Like she's glad that glance is headed in the direction of the counter and not her. Like everything, it seems, would be alright for what's left of the morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Lets go Dave. We're not wanted here.\" says Dr. Steve (Pobble). His false smile remains as he checks the box-cord.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What are the merits of this suburban house, Guru? I am still unfamiliar with much of Toronto; what kind of area is it in, and of the house itself, what of it's size and accessability?\" Alyx inquires softly. \"Also, what will be kept there, other than new recruits and the gateway?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton pockets the snapshots and puts the camera away, then goes and picks up the maglites from where the one was dropped, and the other was thrown when he failed to even try to catch it. \"Well, it's a start. Can show Keene and the others these, and maybe with the right spectral anaysis get some more from them. I think you're right though, it's time to split.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A few people walking down the street pause to look at the strange pair, but they are trained by life to avoid strangeness, so they wander by. Luck would have it that Pobble happens to be on the same side of the street as the daring duo. Either their disguises are too elaborate however, or he's too engrossed in personal thoughts to recognize them. The latter is suggested by the stamping of the boots against the sidewalk.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What the fuck?\" says Dave Monkey. He doesn't seem to realize he's spoken however, looking about at Pobble and shooting him an evil gaze. \"Keep your thinking to yourself fuckface.\" it mutters.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse says, in Enochian, \"Monkey wrenching. Reclaimed a sign. Liberate the logosphere.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's as safe as any place and I've got a vested interest,\" gesturing in a circle with her fingers at the space between the beds. \"Don't like running blind, I had to ask.\" Interrupted by a sound coming from the closet, a thump-thump \"Just the pipes. Hot water pipe's in the closet.\" She readjusts, both feet on the floor \"Look it's just my nature - have to know the full score from the horse's mouth,\" a pause trying not to insult \"so to speak.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Admiistering the little first aid he can. Actually tossing one man the keys to his house and telling him where the first aid kit is. He finally seems to notice the green flame and mutters something about old copper wiring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And the pay-phone starts ringing. Just like that. It's a loud, stuttering ting-ting-ring noise. The pocked and rusty thing has just the kind of dimensions that speaks of unreliable hooks and receivers that fall dead, often.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble is lying flat on his back. His face is smeared with dried crusty blood, from a big gash/scratch across his forehead. He ignores Keene's hand, reaching instead for a pill box attached to his skirt by safety pin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods to Alexandre favoring a warm smile. \"Yes I have. I was studying on how to interact with the spirit realm more directly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble sits alone at a booth. Two beers sit, one for his invisible friend perhaps. His attention is focused on a journal which he scribbles in..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She also hasn't gotten up but makes a peace sign at the stricken-looking pair of Pobble and Compton then alternately checking the inside of her coat. \"Smoke me, who's she?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "scooped, though not enough to really reveal much of anything. A pair of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As Hiro lays the needle down, the television springs to life. The screen casts Heaven and Hell in a cool blue glow for a long moment. Phantom shapes play across the split in the screen, glowing in shades of green and red and blue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton puts his little 'tisket' basket down by the door and shoves a hand in to hispocket, comming out with a $5 bill. \"Here kid. That's fair.\" He insists as he heads for the mini-fridge by the TV.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks over at Hana then turns to Jet. \"If the gate needs to be moved, I believe my Mentor and brother, Father Dismas, can help.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's a gorgeous sight, even in the dark of night, the brilliant yellows and greens of tall grasses waving in the chill wind, rolling hills stretching off as far as the eye can see. Pure, white stars shine in the breaks of the thick, dark cloud cover above, bringing a mild, yet still chilled, warmth to the vast expanse of land.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nobody should be here so early; not the barrista, the guy with the newspapers and least of all Penny. She ambles in, keeping her head down lest the mermaid on the wall start yelling at her; she walks in a way that paranoids consider normal, one eye over her shoulder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim looks over to Isaac, and takes a long drag. In a low, joking tone, he says, \"Making friends are we?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Indubidably.\" murmers the good Doctor, silver fingernails glinting as he continues the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater moseys on in and heads for the bar. An Indian in cowboy gear walks into an Irish pub. Is this some kind of a joke?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The doctors begin to cut away the hair on the back of the corpse's head. The slim blade of a scalpel is inserted between scalp and skull; a thin incision is made. The screen has begun to throb; the glass gently pulsates with the shifting glow of the video playing beneath.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Swan arrives from the west. Swan has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The foghorn blasts another short round and ripples move across the lake. Out there is the sputtering hum of a motor boat. A dying engine, choked with brine and other things best left at the bottom of a lake.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Hey, my friends kinks aint the point. He needs help. All I'm asking you to do is help him.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"But they have nice shitters.\" Compton adds, \"Best place to take a public dump if need be.\" he says this nodidng at Jen as she returns, \"And they're always single seaters, so you can lok the person in the eye, who waiting to go in next, after you've nuked the place. It's important to know your victems afterall, right?\" he asks, now nodding to Alyx and lifting his cup of 'stuff'and taking another belt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You open the double doors, returning to the Main Hall. Novus Valnastium -- Main Chamber", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton is sitting on the curb where the cab dropped him off out front of the Hotel. He's cradeling his head in his hands. Looking kind of rough, and from the smell, he's been sleeping in a dumpster.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble kicks back, twitching and nudging the monkey with his foot. Dave doesn't seem to care, lost in some unholy caress. The empty shot is placed on a nearby surface and the last drag of the cigarette is taken down. \"So. He have any chums left in the trads?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander sits down at the shadowy corner booth. Alexander joins you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"I need pills to sleep. Give me pills.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori frowns at him. \"You're making fun of me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the right of the entrance is a modest bathroom that is sparkling clean. This room has two queen-sized beds separated by a few feet, with plenty of blankets and large fluffy pillows. Inside the second drawer of the nightstand that sits between the beds is a copy of Gideon's Bible. Across from the nightstand on the far wall is a TV that offers hours of cable entertainment. A note near the TV remote reminds you that pay-per-view adult movies will be added to your bill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene chuckles vaguely, taking his ever-present flask out of his jacket and unscrewing the lid. \"Do you know how she thinks magick works?\" he asks. \"I got it out of her today while we were talking.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wordless, the thick man turns to run the gauntlet. Chase passes Tom with unblinking red eyes fixed on some vino. Boots thump along, made for terrain much more treacherous than the inside of this store. The two bottles *clink* together as they're pulled from their brothers and sisters.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Arriving at the doors of the Novus Valnastium Penny declares quietly \"We're taking him out of here. Today is the sixteenth and the first day. On the ninth day we will celebrate him. The ninth day is the Bacchanalia.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny nods, folding away the notepad, capping the marker. It isn't so much that she's dumb or mute but that she can not get cohesive. A twitch here, a shiver there; subtle signs of a hunger strike.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel enters the Laboratory from the Main Hall. Abel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You alright there?\" Concern for Comp's wrist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Better switch out all the phones,\" suggests Hiro's partner in crime, \"just as soon as you can. Better do it another place, though, on account of paying in quarters twice might be a tad suspicious.\" The barrista is watching her suspiciously. Apparently, Daisy's past excursions to Starbucks have gone unsurprisingly badly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dave gotta stay with me next week....p... pu.... puto.\" Chase let's out a whisper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That's for the cigarette that's needed to warm his soul. Chase can't help but to look up at Penny's new large friend. But it's a cursory glance, because what's more important than tall women right now, is FIRE! And out comes a zippo, orange flame's got the cure for what ails ya. It's held to the cigarette's business end as the thick fellow enjoys the first smoke of the new day... or is it?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase stands at Jonah's words, nodding. Knuckles flex and his sneakers start him towards Mr. Hess with bad intention. A snap of his callused fingers, he point at Alex and gestures for him to follow the punk into the chamber beyond.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly frowns,\"And you would rush in without even considering that risk? If you are planning to kill something...then... Plan..oh..wait..that is right...only the holders of the seats are allowed to participate...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks around for other gawkers to blend with, catches the tail end of some Eaton Center shopper-crowd and walks with them. She talks quietly with one of the tourists, pointing at her camera. The pantomime under the noise could be read a few ways; either she wants Penny to take a picture of her or is giving the camera to Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A moment's consideration. \"Why the fuck not.\" Sure, twist his arm why doncha. And so Chase pulls over, and they fix, and the rest is a narcotic blur.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I see,\" says Keene. \"I can entirely understand your reticence to speak publically about a private matter, Magister. Would you prefer it if I made an appointment, at your convenience, to discuss the matter?\" He appears sincere in this; perhaps Keene is just a victim of circumstance.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon holds up her hand, \"Mercuria and I would also prefer a private entrance.\" The hand she raises holds a ring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene grunts. \"Fucking shut-ins,\" he says, as it goes to commercial again. \"If these people got laid more, they'd probably be a lot more understanding of Truth. Of course, I imagine fucking cabbages has its own particular charm.\" He puffs on the cigarette.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Very well. The blue meanie heads on back to Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah looks over to Alex, \"Go ahead, Mr. Hess.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Many of the patrons watch each other with looks of a cautious calculation. Not only are those opposite the pool table viewed with suspicion, but also the few one might mistake as a friend. A darkness of nefarious deed reigns within the shadows as the lighting illuminates from the mouth down. It is as though the dark conspires to hide the intent deep within the eyes from the light of revelation. Then again the windows to these souls only come up black.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And Penny doesn't look happy, no, not pleased at all. \"..but it's the rules,..\" she hisses \"We have to at least try. It's what, I mean it's not just the principle of the thing, it's the fucking letter.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Can't go to one of the kids.\" Compton syas, \"It'd destroy my image.\" Uh huh. There it is again, but whatever. We're all delusional in our own ways.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "While terrifyingly cold, and shivering slightly the man seems mentally sharp. Wired. The smile fades, an overly blank look replacing it as he stares in your direction. The hood rustles, snow falling off it as he shakes his head somberly. Ice cracks as the man unplants his frozen shoes from the ground and begins to turn away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx flops down against the grass once more. Pen and paper be damned, she's sleeping now that Jamaia has quit throwing things at her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Not a word from the chair of Correspondence. Chase scratches under his chin lazily. Seems he's no particular thoughts pertinent to the location of the earth side Chantry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Is that what we want to do? Why should they have all the fun,\" slowing down now but not sluggish \"Keen-o, that's complete crap... oo I love this part,\" lighting-up with a stray bic, exhaling over your head \"kid's a little fucker 'inne.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The monkey freezes. Those with good hearing or lip reading (Monkey Spec) could possibly garner the words 'Oh Shit' from the vulgar potty mouth creature. Staring at the girl, his eyes shift to the slightly overturned box and he darts sideways with The Agility of the Monkey. One hand snapping out a lighter, the other pulls the half open bag of bright blue powder from the box. Dave settles arm behind him, as if the powder bag were a sling, lighter held in the other hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble's elbows rest on the table, a lazy silver tipped hand reaching for the bread as recommended. He eyes you curiously as he moves a plate over, pulling off a chunk with a spray of crumbs. \"I'm decent. What about you? Everything alright?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex remains seated in his chair. Leaning back on the rear legs of the chair, with his feet propped up on the back of the chair in front of him. His shade-covered eyes seem to be focused on his feet, but who knows what he is really looking at.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Since she's not here at the moment to make the point herself, I wish to offer up something on behalf of Aaron's student, Catherine,\" Alyx murmurs. \"Though it shoulden't be a problem, I'd like to make it known that she is mute, conversing by means of either sign-language or the written word. Just a heads-up, to help everyone avoid embaressing either themselves or her by commenting on her quietness.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene inclines his head respectfully. \"As you wish it, Magister. Thank you for the opportunity.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "forehead and neck, tells it was done only recently. Not even the fuzz at the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You're going to need a bandaid,\" Hana says, with possibly irritating frank observation. \"I don't have any.\" She turns fully from the fence and steps forward, offering the man a hand. To look at the two, it's amusing to think she could pull him up. More likely she'll end up flat on her face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex arrives from the forward doors. Alex has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey says, \"I'm Irish, you prick.\". He throws a monkey fist at Pobble's leg as he says this. The Doctor stops and looks down at the monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene has difficulty parsing Connelly's methodology, which he doesn't bother to conceal. He seems honestly perplexed that somebody could actually do what Connelly is saying and get anything done.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny remembers that spirit ephemera is essentially nothing until it gains a sort of resonance depending on what happens in the materials world around it. For example, a church that stood on a spot for 150 years gains a certain degree of reality in the spirit world, one that can continue after the material church is destroyed. Right?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Got some Windex and Lysol mate?\" says Dr Steve after a second.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Everyone on the streets has relatively minor injuries, glass, cuts, that sort of thing. the blast seems to have been engineered to engulf the building with little collateral damage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wordlessly, Hiro slumps down onto the bench beside Keene, drawing himself up into a self-protective ball -- heels propped on the bench's edge, arms folded across his knees. He passes the spliff across to the other Hermetic, mumbling, \"And people wonder why we have no respect for the 'Benas.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah lays his pen down, leaning forward against the table. \"We are not terrorists, after all. Aggressive actions beget aggressive responses. And, also, you should be sure you know everything you can about your enemy before you strike; you should research Hyperion and know what it constitutes before you begin making claims against them that you cannot back up when your claims are presented against you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah notes down the members of Team Ether, then moves to the next seat. \"Next is this Seat, the Seat of Forces. As I am only a temporary representative, I shall turn to Miss Jones for input.\" (repose)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene pauses for a moment, looking over at Compton. Then he returns his attention to Jonah. \"Yes, we would like to be part of this Chantry.\" A simple, unambiguous answer. My God, the world will end.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan Reeves is apparently waiting at a red light in an old blue-green Chevy. Hurrah for obeying the law!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pointed at already. Typical. He looks to the source of the accent being levelled at him, and heads across after leaning down to light the monkey's fresh cigar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine has arrived. Gwennyth has arrived. Mary has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "colors; blue, muddy yellow, bright orange. Everyone else seems to be enjoying their", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "a pair of small silver rings decorating his left ear and right eyebrow. The", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble brushes himself down and tosses the last of the blue meanie to Hiro. \"Pigboy, I need to go and pick up my Monkey. He's double parked in the box and has spotted encroaching police personages.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacqueline steps back from the barge. The barge departs for open water, and Daisy continues to chant, voice faltering.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I can only imagine..\" he says, scanning the horizons. The response to his complaints draws his attention finally, as if he'd forgotten about it. He goes to say something, then stops. Then goes to speak again, and stops. Shaking his head, he gives up on the whole 'trying to speak' malarky.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hands wedged firmly in the bottoms of his pockets, Hiro ghosts through the door Daisy-first: scanning the establishment over her shoulder. Bathrooms, bathrooms -- yeah. There. \"I'll be right back, he comments, extracting a digit to thump the girl in the shoulder, and immediately abandoning her. He's making a beeline for the men's.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well if she's gonna dance to techno, Millia might as well get out some glowsticks. Yup, she very definitely a club kid as she pulls two glowsticks connected by a string from her purse lying on the floor. As the music kicks up in beat so do the lines of light that start to form on either side of her body.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That monkey tripped me out. How the shit you deal with that all day? I lose my shit I think.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Who invited you?\" he asks. \"What is your authorization here?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro falls into place behind Penny, his record bag jostling as he makes his way, stumbling, through the field. Whatever's in there, it's heavy. He lights a cigarette as he walks; hands cupped around the tip, butane continually going out in the artifical climate. He lights it only at considerable length.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Harrison arches an eyebrow at the well dressed man as he slips a handheld device of some sort into his waistcoat. In a cultured British accent he replies, \"Really? I was led to believe that I was welcome here. Though current experience seems to indicate otherwise.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton hrms handing the beer canon to Penny again, and peering throught the chain links, \"No, I don't think that's it... Penny said there was 'somthing' in there now... somthing new. As of last night.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The button pressing continues. It's very repetative and very annoying.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex steps out of the lab, when he sees Penny and Hiro still in the main chamber he stops. Doesn't do any. Doesn't say a word. Just watches them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx shakes her head, beginning to struggle to her feet. \"I need to sleep,\" she sighs softly, the euphoric part of her drunkeness apparently over, giving way to a tired resentment of having ever gotten drunk in the first place. She sure metabolises quickly. \"I'll be.....somewhere.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 0 success(es). //.etro: Arlen rolls \"strength + 3\" at diff 6", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Fist meets flesh, Comps can feel a wall up muscle under the punk's shirt. This time Chase doesn't react as much, as the force is absorbed in his mass. \"More.\" He's not even moving. 'S like a human punching bag with an out-dated haircut.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That get's a chuckle, Chase reaches out and snatches up the blunt to take it's final puff. A slow drag, he'll make it last, and spark a new one from behind an ear. At one point, he's got two lit joint in his thin lips, then the older one falls to the floor and dies under his boot. Weed back to Keene. \"Tits.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Or both of them. And we can not be together but we can also never be apart.\" Another pause.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton hits the last word hard and loud, shooting it over that he manager behind the counter. The peckerwoods eyes narrowing back at the outburst.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His languid movements and impassive countenance create a suggestion of indifferent. Even his powerful frame is made less imposing by a relaxed stature. Despite his apparent blase, Ian's eyes manage to appear alert and attentive, though his gaze causally drifts about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex takes another drink of his beer as he makes his way over to the food table. He fills another plastic cup with a selection of fruit and then turns to look over those that have gathered. Looking to see who has migrated where.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Copious vomiting. It's like listening to the Hoover Dam fall apart. Yak, flush. Yak, flush. Noisy, awful wretching underscores the conversation in the lab.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The smell of cooked liver seems to be eminating from the back of the room. Where Jennifer and Compton are sitting. This mixes with the coffee bean smell closer to the door. But closer tot he rear, the acrid bile smell is hard to ignore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Easy to recognize, it's adrenaline and mescaline. It's pressure risen. It's blood in the veins and a tightness in the fists.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The monkey jumps forward under the flung pillow, and with a look of terrible sadness in its blue blue eyes it flings the big bag o blue barney powder at the woman. Meanwhile, the pillow lands on the smoking/nearly burning carpet/cigar combo, taking it out of sight. The already burnt open bag splits midair, showering the woman with blue cocaine and creating a veritable powder bomb. Almost on cue, the pillow bursts into flames. And the monkey goes diving for the bed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Siomen tilts his head \"Will this be a place to bring new members for introduction before introducing them to the realm? i still have a member wandering out there who hasn't been introduced to the rest of you, because i don't know who to bring him to without having him yelled at or worse attacked if i bring him here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel appears from the north. Abel has arrived. Abel comes walking down the street, hands dug deep into his pockets to keep warm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor leans his head to the side so Connelly can see him past Cally and says, \"Yeah. It was very interesting... It reminded me very much of a strange science fiction movie. I regret I could not do much, but", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Somewhere it was ordained that she have a sleekly dark skull, that she have this black hair; full on top and pared down at the sides. Buzzed into a V-shape at the nape. Slopes and curves festoon upward from both ears, shaved into the scalp like a tagger's signature, fine print. About half the hair on top has been threaded by silver wire and glass straws.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro gives Marcus a cheeky thumbs-up, hopping over the load of wiring, and wedges his records between a pair of crates on the floor. A moment is spent inspecting the decks; thumbing the auxiliary output to the speakers off (so as not to interrupt the current music), and jacks his headphones into the base of the mixer. \"Thanks, man,\" he answers, flashing a grin in Alex's direction. \"Be a few minutes, though.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James grins at Compton, pulling his hand out of a pocket. Dropping about two dollars wotrth of loose change in to the cup. He speaks up after loosing the change, 'Ofcourse I've got spare change. How's tricks?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse emerges headfirst from the room, responding to the apocalyptic knocks with insctinct-borne alacrity. Topless, his gaunt form is a writhing mess of tattoos. Sleep is rapidly being blinked from his eyes and, even barefoot and beltless, he has his satchel clutched in one hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at Daisy.\"You know..here is a question...do *YOU* know how to make a side-walk in here? Without getting the realm angry at you?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The ceiling is set high with churning metal fans. The blades churn a thick haze of smoke from cheap cigars and the pungent aroma of sweat mixed with stale spilt beer. The bar runs the length of the far wall much like a saloon in an old western. A polished brass foot-rail gleams in the fading light of the occasional dropped match and guttering cigarette butt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Somewhere on the plain, a box was left. The box was cold, silent and still.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We didn' stick around much. Don't think you woulda slung a lot of coke t'the traffic cops what showed up,\" Hiro mumbles, eyes slowly drifting to half-mast. \"Got some wicked visuals on m'camcorder. We'll have to throw that shit up on the video-wall at th'next party.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse stands, frowning, and sets the beer down. Without a word, and rubbing at the side of his head, he wanders towards the bathroom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah takes notes of the new arrivals as they enter. He grants them a nod to confirm that he has noted them, then goes back to the meeting at hand. \"I will need people who are knowledgeable in the material Spheres, as well as the Sphere of Prime, to work together on this study. We will need viable evidence supporting the lack of environmental damage before we relocate a Node of any size.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He flashes a smile, alas a somewhat lame attempt at one. His empty hand reaches up to his hat, laying off to one side of his head and extracts a small parcel from the band near Cally - The Fool.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton heaves open a bloodshot eye and glares back at the now increasing unwanted attention, \"Ya think I wanna be here, pasty?\" he asks, now getting irritated.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods to that.. \"I will promise this then. If my Cabal decides to do it, I will of course inform everyone, on the board days before we strike. this way if anyone wishes to help they can, and those who wish not to do it can prepare for any repercussions.. Cally is meaning Techno repercussions", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine remains quiet and somewhat in the background but she slowly goes closer towards the Vacant lot, touching the fence. Listening intensly, a soft smile on her lip..and then a giggle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A hand reaches into his pocket and he drops a pair of small oval yellow pills onto the counter beside you. Leaning back down he plants a light kiss on your forehead and turns to slip out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With the pre-emptive warning of the impending female arrival, the Monkey runs off behind the canisters as fast as its little legs will carry it. The cigar is dropped along the way and the monkey dissapears into the shadows.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx shakes her head at Compton. \"Nope. Don't come by here much. All I know is what was said at Cixi's little party. Going in, or doing this remotely?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It is telling that Daisy did not have to go to any particular trouble to find a hazard-orange jumpsuit. There was one stuffed in the bottom drawer of her dresser. The hard hat, though, was an expense, and the goggles nearly cleaned out Keene's credit card, which, as Daisy found out recently, is actually taken out in Hiro's name.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It pisses me off ya know? Here I take all this flak being with you guys because we're a bunch of terrorists...\" Compton rants as he stalks the table again, \"Yet they totally ignore the fact that they have a rat in the house. More than this fuck should take it up the arse. I didn't fucking retire and move here to wind up hiding my ass in the dark because some shit has a moral dilemma with our reality.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hey!\" ejactulates the fat, old guard. \"You guys need to be quieter, eh? What's all this ruckus aboot?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In the area are familiar looking things. It's the partial contents of Penny's bag - sharpie markers, slips of paper, tampons, keys, a gun. You walked into this area, this little circle and the slide guy interrupts your vision, your sense of self. It feels like Penny in there and Penny wants to kill. Everything.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Bloodshot eyes drift towards Jet in an 'aroo?' fashion. Chase shifts, taking his feet off the table. \"Say that again?\" He prompts the girl.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx lifts her hand once more. Jonah nods to Alyx, then looks to Abel. \"Mr. Elison, then Miss Davian.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah says, \"The Governmental Council's primary duties will be to draw up, enact, and sustain a Council Charter. They will be responsible for determining and declaring the laws of the Council and seeing that they stay fair and coherant.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano growls muttering something into Italian for a few moments looking more and more angered, \"Vost grab my father's blade I'm tired of being nice.\" he turns towards Compton giving him a dark look, \"You take one step toward me and you will die before the hour passess.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well, serves him right.\" Jesse shakes his head, tossing his artfully bobbed hair, and lights a new cigarette. \"You think that Daddy Frank cat had anything to do with it?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally shrugs at the foreign tongue.. of course to her even french is foreign.. \"so how about it? Can you use us?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny fishes out a cigarette, picking off a lighter from someone else nearby. Sure, that was normal. \"Pussy,\" she murmurs around the smoke with a hard glare at the path Devros' parts, tossing the stick to the table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Through Zapruder's eyes, the event is silent, sterile. The six immortal frames pass in a moment. There is no hot rush of blood. There is no sound, and out of the frame, Secret Service agents scatter, though Zapruder directs his attention elsewhere; down. It is Jacqueline's face, still uncomprehending, which is the focus of the camera.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac walks up to the guy and eyes him. \"I don't really feel like getting alcohol anywhere near this...\" He motions to the cuts on his face. He does approach and sit on a stool. Isaac sits down at Long wooden bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Golden smile turned to neutral watch. The boy's are out of sight, more important now is the girl who fucked his grift. But the cards don't stop, even though the mark's been run off. Maybe a nervous habit. Eddie keeps shuffling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This young Chinese boy stands at four foot two, a little under average for his age, and whipcord thin. A strong breeze probably wouldn't blow him over though, there's sinewy muscle there, but it's a highly athletic figure with no excess muscle or fat on him at all. Even as the slimmer average builds of Asians tend to be, this boy is exceptionally lean, lending him an almost starved look. His features are typical of his race, hair so dark a brown it may as well be called black and slanted brown eyes in a flat face. Though not much of a looker, he really does exude a hefty amount of 'cute' in that way kids often do, despite - or perhaps because of - his usually quiet, withdrawn manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim drags those he can out of the rubble, and begins administering what rudimentary first aid he can amidst the chaos. He tears up clothing to make tourniquets, elevates injured limbs, and talks softly to those on the brink. On occasion he pulls a silver flask from his jacket, and allows an injured soul a slug from its contents. All the while, he is alternately screaming at others to help out, get supplies, and occasionally, to 'fuck right off'. His presence is not one of leadership, but some stunned bystanders seem to acknowledge his cries, and join him in aiding the injured.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The tap-click-beep-beep noise of Penny-with-the-phone is a constant throughout the conversation. She doesn't look down as she types, operating by feel. A sandpaper sound comes out where her voice is requisite \"It was said already. There is a letter to follow, instructions\" she emphasizes \"hoc monumentum heredem exterum non sequitur.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smiles at Daisy..\"You may very well be right...if the traditions stay at eachothers throats the way they have been over the years, it is probably what is going to happen...\" She looks at Keene,\"I think you miss the point..when the technocracy first started up, it used the Catholic church, an insitution already set up and ruling most of the world, to unify under one religion. Once everything is unified under one belief structure, then it is easier to tear that belief in something beyond the normal down... And..personally, I do not want to see the old periods returned... I would love to see something greater, where one can walk the streets and feel joy at life...not have to worry about who might be in the darkened alley...for me, deep down, the core of the matter is hope...faith, regardless of the religion, will give people hope....but...finding other things is not that easy...\" She looks at Pobble,\"And...that is why I am an ER Doctor... By moving among those who are near death, I can give people just a little bit more hope than they had before...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim stands aside, allowing the crews to do their jobs. He looks around for a place that needs a hand. His jacket, hat and gloves are gone now, given to some more deserving soul. He stands caked in dust and slushy mud, coughing and shivering, his empty flask in hand and a glazed look in his eyes as he surveys the mayhem.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"They smell great don't they?\" says Dave, nearing the wall. The tiny ape comes up to its base and knocks at it with his little knuckles. Sucking in more smoke, he blows it at the surface, watching it dissapate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Miss Researcher...?\" Lori looks a little confused but continues slowly, \"A little bit of both, but mostly me wanting to hang with you. Both of us are really curious, though.\" She shrugs and watches you as if you were a particularly engrossing film, the little glints of light coming off of your fingers and such catching her attention.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton pulls off the gloves and pushes the goggles back up on to his forhead, looking back at Penny, \"Um, huh?\" is his brillant response to her Jesse inquiry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No, not at all,\" looking at the walls. \"Oh.\" \"God.\" \"That's why they were screaming.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro steps back out to the main hall. Hiro has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton looks at Jesse, his face flushed, and he well, stinks. Like a dumpster. Long story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "--Hiro fixes the device in place with a strip of jagged, hastily ripped duct tape, taking pause to look back over his shoulder again. No truncheons aimed at his cranium? Good. A glance down at his wristwatch, then up to the flashing LCD display: he synchronizes, then slams the cabinet hastily shut.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim shrugs. \"I'm just saying, if you need a hand up, lemme know. Business is rough, I know it.\" With that, he takes an alarmingly large gulp of beer, refills his glass and calls to the bartender. \"One bourbon, one sc-\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 0 success(es). Compton frowns...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "ether. It is faint, but it is constant. If you can only see and are inside,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary stumbles as she emerges from the lot, something having thrown her off balance on the way out. She looks somewhat shaken.. but mostly wonder-struck, for some reason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny-with-the-gun comes through the doors to the chamber, glassy-eyed and radiating that kind of level-headed calm people with guns tend to have. It is not raised or aimed at anyone in particular, it rests there in her right hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey, perhaps empathically picking up on Pobble's thinking mutters 'Blah blah blah blah..'. This at Connelly's statement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "might mistake as a friend. A darkness of nefarious deed reigns within the shadows", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny shouts, \"Daaaaisy, Daaaaaaisy\" it's a sing songy, girly voice \"give me your answer, do. I'm half craaazy...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A ten foot wrought iron gate, with ornamental spikes formed on the tip of each pole. It is part of a fence line that surrounds the entire Firehouse Complex, keeping the world out with its stoic gaze.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC> Escalus says \"Where did you get the idea that they woudl be bricks?\" OOC> Penny says \"Makin'it up.\" OOC> Escalus says \"'Kay! :D\" OOC> Penny :)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Escalus with 'Nope.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble slips in, pushing the door quietly behind him. His hand leaves a smudge of semi-congealed blood on the white surface. He looks awfully pale, the usually preternatually wide pupils shrunken to pinpoints. Leaning back against the door he offers a shrug, with a smile of zen calmness. \"I don't have one.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom opens the padded door and enters the pub. Tom has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca lifts up her hand slowly, and partially as words sink in and find their way of being processed in her mind. She is in her usual kneeling position.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A little off to the northeast (assuming Novus is north), a small, metallic-bowl structure sits. Long tethers sometimes stretch into the sky from beyond it, connecting to a marvelous airship docked above the bowl. The slender curves and high-tech metals used on the small building are a stark contrast to the ruins just fifty yards away, and it easily gives away who is responsible for such a building.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ahead gleams the ornately crafted Conservatory where the collection of tropical flora from Madagascar is tended, considered to be one of the finest in the country. And to either side you notice walkways that lead through out the formal gardens.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A blinking red light above one of the video feeds heralds her arrival, Chase stiffens in reaction. He's standing by the fridge, holding a bottle of Bushmills and bag of Doritos looking at the feed. \"She's on time, I like that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton obviously nodded off there, as the next time he opens his eyes, most everybody's gone. \"Aww, damn...\" he says to himself mostly, grinding the palm of his hand in to one eye. The other hanging on to that bottle as if by magnetism.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fuck man. 'm low... You got... you a couple bucks?\" Cash asks the pig boy and stumbles to catch up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus peers over at Connelly, \"Those are potato chips,\" he says. Good hearing on that guy.. wow. \"And, if you don't know people, here's your chance to get to know them. You're not gonna get to know them standing over there.\" He grins, making his way toward her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "area, given its rather cheap real-estate value. The area is mostly populated", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah begins shuffling through his papers, \"If there are none, then I shall continue with the meeting. The next topic on the agenda is the movement of the entryway to this Realm, as well as the potential for the relocation of the Node.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold arrives from the south. Griswold has arrived. Griswold step up from the south, a slight smile on his face as he walks north.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex perks an eyebrow at Standingwater's request. \"That sounds like acts of terrorism,\" he comments, not really seeming to personally find any problem with it,\"People jumped all over me whenever I talked about doing such thing....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Antigone begins to laugh at something Seth said - a full bellied, full throated, all amused type of laugh. The laugh causes her emerald eyes to dance with green falmes, and her dimples flash in the light - even if briefly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Zip, flush, and prince charming's back. Chase walks through the reinforced door palming the back of his head. \"What 'append to that dude, anyways..\" Probably Pobble. The soldier looks for answers, still pinching his nostrils and heading back to the leather chair.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Yes, the noise peaks and coughs. Sounds that span the room before they drift down to a bass and acceptable treble. And her hand has barely moved; elbows on the bar, liquid rolling into the fleshy white space between her thumb and forefinger. \"Hnn,\" unable to make her mouth do the talking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "but they're just guys ..\" rambling on \"they're just guys and get trained from diapers they get to be on top, s'not their fault really. All that bullshit social programming..\" Some sympathy edges out but not much else; bent as she is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase is standing near Dave the monkey and senior Pobble. And despite being located somewhere near Mars at the moment, he looks rather confused by the sight of a talking monkey. A camera is slung about his neck as it flashes a tiny green light, one associated with lowlight functions. Square jaws flexing on gum, trying to crush every last sugary morsel from it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene rather blandly watches TV. Very slightly, as the minutes pass, his expression moves from neutral to a sense of impending doom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Just takes a little encouragement.\" Compton says over his shoulder, paying more attention to his work on the bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The rich aroma from Starbucks draws you in. Starbucks(#547RIJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "which he peers through. Subvocalizes, rubbing his throat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The kids squeaks \"Fine, fine. Just,\" shaking a little \"punching in a credit is all.\" Richard, like his nametag says, may be bitter and might not like Penny much but he's accommodating. \"Sir, I've cancelled out all ch-ch-charges.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods and starts to stand. \"I ned to go. I should probably get a few things together... to see about getting a the money to rent a boat. Aaron can run one, but he can't get cash or the technos will find him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Muscles slacken as lips part, a crimson tinged bubble growing before his lips. Fingers slide from the striated grip of the gun with a clatter of steel and broken thought.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Guard just nods. \"Kid described them. Said one of 'em smelled like trash, eh. This guy here, he smells aboot like trash.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What the shit girl. You in Afghanistan??\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She raises the gun, grips it with both hands and aims it at the doors. There's a good chance she doesn't know what she's doing, what she's aiming at.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton frowns and just nods along to your stream of counsiousness, and offers a useless, \"I don't know\" here and there, before scowling at Penny, \"You know... Sooner of later one of you kids will realize, I don't smoke, until that time let me give you a hint...\" then his eyes unfocus a bit and he stares off in tot he void as his brain tries to grunt out a thought....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton goes to ask Aaron something as he passes by, but takes so long he misses his chance, now he just looks blankly in to the room as states 'The John?' to anyone listening.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah says, \"Invisible College.\" Nope, repeating it to herself doesn't make any more sense. \"Yeah, Bob was saying... the terminator robot whatsits were like... um... \" She reaches up and plucks the straw off the table, then uses it to draw little circles in the air. \"Invisible. Not coming out of the flowers.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pitch of her voice changes entirely, turns out a different kind of molasses than the stickysweet lingering at the bottom of those glasses at the end of the night \"What he means to say is 'I'm with him'\" tipping a nod at Jesse in a stern kind of voice, with a certain kind of educated laughter involved for those in the know \"..y'know what I mean? You ah, have a nice night..\" And her tongue follows with a kind of clicking, drags on a cigarette and makes some gesture in the air at Daisy-low-on-the-radar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny whips around and looks at Alyx like - would she be pitching such a fit if she didn't have a good-enough reason? She uses Compton for a leaning post, holding her right hand to her stomach, belching something foul behind him \"Old man, you really need to work on your mixers.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Counting down from ten, she paces toward the closet where they keep their things. He'll come out of the box sooner or later, Penny is sure. Penny can wait. Penny has been waiting for a long time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin follows shortly thereafter and closes the door behind him. He looks at the three of you, \"Can you guys tell me what's going on? I'm more than willing to help you memorialize Chase, but I need to know what the hub bub is all about.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"They have them in Canada,\" he tells the girl, glowering. \"I swear to fucking god. Where's your manager? Who made you a manager? How can you NOT KNOW?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx seems to be snoozing upright in her seat. Don't expect much there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For his part, Tom stands around in the mist, head down, face lit from below by the phosphorescent blue of his PDF. He watches something - possibly a video or some television - with a rapt expression. Gaze distant and unfocused, as though he was looking deep through the image... or perhaps deep into it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I can't. Go left and you'll see a dancing banana,\" a landmark if ever there was one. \"I'm afraid.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Peculiarly, there is a wine rack positioned along the back wall, full of bottles. The labels are unreadable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "almost to the scalp. Serene hazel eyes gaze out from behind thin glasses,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan gazes at Penny for perhaps a moment too long after he asks the question before finally blinking once again. In all, it looks to be the appraising type of gaze reporters often give when trying to size someone up as a potential story.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Acheson nods. \"We have a saying in the Syndicate, Daisy. Everything's got a price. I need to find out what it will take for you and your friends to help me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The room is lit by a multitude of dim fires which rest in recessed pits along the walls. Here and there, candelabras stand, adding additional light to the chamber through their infinitely burning candles.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's 'Alyx', Comp,\" Alyx corrects, though does walk as directed. \"Not 'lady'. God forbid I ever act like a lady.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Settling back into the counter, the valet. Perceptive. Inside words. Whatever they", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's a pretty day. The sky is blue and the sun is shining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The main hall of Novus Valnastium is a wide, stone area, with arching buttresses and columns framing windows that stream with bright, comfortable light. Several circles of chairs and old-fashioned divans and davenports are scattered around the room, conversational areas if you will, and a center hearth flickers with a warm, comfortable flame. A set of stairs on the left leads up to a balcony that rings the area, several doors leading off it, and great double doors lead forward and to the left, right, and behind you. Two armored figures, silent as the grave, flank the doors ahead of you, as well as two others flanking the doors to the rear, which lead back out onto the open plains.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cassius goes home. Cassius has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "earth, concrete and mortar. \"I just keep chewing.\" To nothing in particular as callused", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table \"Don't you guys have internal people to deal with this kind of mess?\" asks Hiro, ashing his cigarette off to one side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble tries not to smirk, but doesn't do a terribly good job of it. A lazy free hand rises to scratch a patch of tattooed skin at the edge of his goggles. He continues to stare evenly across the table, ignoring the usual conversational choice of looking away every now and then. Manners aren't his strong point after all. \"Why not find a place of your own then?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A lighter is drawn from somewhere, its chrome muddied with blood from Steve's hand. He has", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke flips through the cards to the condolences card in the stack. Written inside is the phrase, 'I need the help of the dream speaker'. He slides he card over to you. \"All or nothing time I guess.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom steps in from the street. Tom has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Solid blows. Gotta work on yer conditioning 'n mebbe aim. But the form's there.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From beyond the bathroom door, a Comptons voice calls through, \"Some kid that bugged me when I was golfing at the gardens. Said his name was Fagiano, or DizzyCamo or somthing like that... Wop name. Ms. Congeneality out there wanted some coffee.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "PHENOMENON: Penny removed her street gear for a toga. The toga is the symbol of all that is well-learned, all that is philosophical and possessed of great knowledge. Earlier in the evening she decorated her skin with Pythagorean symbols, with glyphs from the Book of the Dead. These lend her an other-worldliness and she becomes, in the eyes of ravers, someone to be believed in. Someone like a leader.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "If there is a bottle on the bar in Act One, it must be used on the girl with tape on her nipples by the end of Act Two. This violation of fundamental dramatic rules seems to vex Daisy: you can see the bloodlust seep out of her expression, and her interest return to the bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Incongruous -- or, perhaps, entirely congruent: Hiro flashes a smile, and a casual 'V' of index and middle fingers, in the direction of the woman hailing them. If kid's on a mood swing, the thing has a diesel engine. Hands unfold from his pockets; he comes to a dead stop again, offering a crumpled packet of Marlboros up to Daisy. \"You got my lighter?\" he asks, patting himself down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"...you think they ate him?\" Hiro asks, quietly, as Penny draws near. Did he just insinuate... A sideways look at Alex -- a silent stare held for several seconds -- and he turns to follow Penny out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton pushes in behind Penny, \"Common kid. You said yourself you're not using it when she asked, that's the same as saying yes. You can't play with us like that... she really needs her coffee.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is a window that overlooks the parking lot on the far side, next to a table with two chairs. Behind the table is the room environmental unit built into the wall, giving you control of the heat and air conditioning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel sees the group and walks up toward them. \"Hey everybody. Peace be with you.\" He goes quiet though as Keene speaks and listens to him, to see what kind of talk he has come into.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Name tag? No dice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You should try. As a meeting ritual for our Cabal. Meet and greet.. I made it just for you..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And afterward, looking at the ceiling \"Xyz, man.\" Compton glances at the ceiling with you, looking for the Zee'sis for a moment before clueing in and closing the barn door. Grabbing any old towel from the end of the other bed he drops it on you when he plunks down next to you on the bed. \"Kay. Sounds pretty heavy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "western. A polished brass foot-rail gleams in the fading light of the occasional", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shrugged down into his coat, gripping his suitcase loosely in one hand, Tom eases into the liquor store. Maybe not the best part of town for Tom to come", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus pages: Roll me diff. 5.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel seems to think of something then raises his hand, while looking down at Jes. birthday, here in a bit. Keene enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Keene has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cole tosses the ball back to Cadence and returns his wavering attention to the matter at hand, housing. Clearly a weighty issue. He nods to Viktor, seconding Shen Chi's offer and encouragement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy and Penny are just leaving as, apparently, the entire population of the Chantry starts to head through into the Council Chambers. The former has a pair of scissors in one hand and a cigarette in the other; the latter has a giant roll of plastic sheeting behind her. Neither offers an explanation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You niggers ain't set up yet, eh? 'S what Jesse said...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Squinting, Daisy holds one of the hundred-dollar bills up to the light, then turns it over and examines the other side. She gets to examine real currency far, far too infrequently.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx smiles a touch. \"No problem,\" she murmurs softly, then adds with a crooked smile, \"I feel like a child on my first day at school.\" Then, that said, she turns away from Kaze with a slight incline of her head, and drifts towards the music setup; towards Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The 'Gift' is apparently a pair of underwears. Used female underwears. The monkey grins, showing its teeth and then begins to stroll off towards the wall, waddling slightly and waving its cigar about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton lumbers in. Weighted down by his heavy parka and a pool cue case he manages to navigate the main door clumsily. Stomping his feet a few times he leave clumps of slush behind and move in towards the tables himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze raises one hand slightly, \"Hai.\" he says loud enough to be heard actually looking up from the notes now to answer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Checking her own watch, Alyx notes, \"Yeah. Five past. Better run, Penny.\" She seems amused at that, finishing her coffee and adding, \"Or just take a leisurely stroll.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "women her age, reaching only 5'3\" in height. Her build is slender and reedy,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The shouting taunts and Penny can't stop herself, evading Millia with a few quick feints, a dodge to the left and she's back at the truck's window. Her hand grips the mirror like she's about to take off again \"Y'see like a nice guy, you're not 'cause you're a reporter and I know better, but you seem nice.\" Some threads of genuine concern, something else wrinkling her forehead \"Okay? You just.. seem .. nice,\" warning you off, Penny starts to take off again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "in its tresses. Her eyes are cerulean blue, quite pretty save that there's", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oi! Old man?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, in Enochian, \"Jesse. In the dark watching.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The weather is awful. Hiro is miserable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"I hear ya.\" He follows behind you, as carefully as one can be while mildly wasted.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "squeaky clean. A long bar runs the north wall with a multitude of stools. Too", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy opens the two double doors leading out to the plains, leaving to enter the plains beyond. Daisy has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hennessey crawls through the start-and stop of traffic. Shows must be just getting out or something. She yawns.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods slowly. \"I'll try to be there, but I may have to head toward Michigan.\" He sighs. \"Alyx's body is on a garbage barge on it's way there.\" He looks sad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "and from Thursday to Saturday it is next to impossible to find parking. The", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Bibamus,\" her voice a purr compared to Daisy's chanting. Like she isn't really speaking at all. The crowd stirs, comes alive at once with a responding cry inunison with Penny \"moriendum est!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hennessey arrives from the west. Hennessey has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Good mescaline comes on slow. At present time Penny has no problem getting up, picking up things, dissolving that felt-presence. But things linger - the crisp sound of paper crumpling in her hand, the feel of cold metal in her hand, your hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "They're a feeble disguise, those glasses are, but Daisy still pushes them up as she enters. Better to have a shield against prying eyes, satellites, and god-knows-what-else than to go naked. So, having just snorted a bump of powdered confidence from the hollow of her thumbnail, Daisy struts on across the Starbucks toward Lennon. \"You the guy we're waiting for?\", she asks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(Type \"help\" for help.) //.etro: Alex rolls \"awareness + per\" at diff 8", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "High shelves, comfortable chairs, warm lights, and wide tables adorn this room. Large rugs of various types of fur spread out, here and there. On one wall is a hearth that seems to always burn with a quiet, warm flame. This room is a bibliophile's dream, with books on magick, books on history, in fact, books on almost anything one might think about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton just looks plain ole confused. First at Aarons comment, as if trying to discern his point, and then at Jonah's as if trying to conjour an excuse... or at least his reason for being here in the first place. All of this fails though and he simply stands there on his sea legs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori stubs out her cigarette after a last drag and shoves her money away except for a few dollars for a tip. There. And she wriggles out of the booth, but instead of walking off she swings around to the other side of it to sit next to you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze wanders his way over to where Kasui Millia and Tal are talking, ever Kasui's quiet shadow, \"Good evening Millia-san, it is good to see you again.\" he says from the edge of the conversation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Josiah Michael Stevens isn't your meal ticket\" Penny watches the cards. Flip flip, tick tick, stab. Her thumb interrupts the flow, the pink of her nail going white with pressure of her frame behind it. Speaking from the pencil-thin lines, her mouth and eyes transformed, possessive \"He's mine.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny catches the trench tossed in her off-hand. But Ryan's walking away; too fast for Penny to throw it back at him. Hey, free coat. She wanders off, but not before responding \"You don't know shit about and God says you're gonna lose.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Surely enough, he isn't far away. The connection goes dead, phone slipped back into pocket, and the furry chemist eclipses the strobes over the prone woman as he crouches down behind you and puts an arm over your shoulder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble flashes a big fat grin at Keene and accepts the offering, \"Cheers mucka.\" He hands one off to Dave who looks at it, and then throws it over his shoulder. \"Wotcha?\" he asks, presumably to Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana's going to have to use a lot of mouthwash after this. She puts her right hand, sharp, evil nails pinning, around Hiro's chubby chin, jerking his face firmly towards herself as she tilts her head, leaning over, and gives Hiro a deep, deep kiss. With tongue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shambles back towards Chase hand haphazardly holds out the bottle for docking. Those born far enough back will recall images of the MiR/Soyuz collison in the early 90s, and this is a fitting memorial for that famous calamity. In his usual deadpan Compton adds to Chase's commentary on the College, \"It not our fault.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sorry, sir, sorry.\" Brim pulled low over his face, the barechested wastrel waves to the guard. \"Won't happen again.\" He ducks into the apartment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Just fucking shoot.\" Compton states. Obviously ticked for being fingered in such a dastardly crime and for taking shame from the wastrel as he digs a mitt full of horse pills from his trouser pocket and dumps them on the side of the table. \"Eye fer eye, punk.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny repeats \"Bubble gum,\" losing her focus. Her eyes roll to whites for about half a second then \"That was strange,\" and leaves it at that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[ed Note: Chase shows Penny how he does bi'niz. And vice versa.]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton visibly pinks around the ears at this question. Obviously he wasn't expecting to actually have to talk about anything, \"I, well, um...\" he gets going witha rough start, \"I, I mean we think we should stay inside the city... Around the masses. A subtle urban locale allows us to hide in plain sight.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny shakes her head, nods backward indicating Tom. The waitress nods like she knows the score and sets it and the saucer down. Gruff \"Meelk, shoogar\" pointing a bony finger at the accoutrements on the table. The tiny tin can of milk. The lidded bowl with the tiny spoon of sugar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Siomen arrives from the west. Siomen has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To Daisy, the activity she's participating in right now -- leaning sullenly against a wall, aviator sunglasses pushed up to blot out every last photon, is 'hanging out'. To local storeowners and the municipal police, this activity is called 'illegal loitering'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From Derelict Home - Main Room, Taking note of the three count, Vulture almost seems to vibrate with excitement. Women all over the world would... uh... nevermind. Flowing his vitae into his nerve centres he prepares to move quick as a whip. Blades held at the ready. Its GO time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Following the sounds of water are screams. Real agonizing screams, the sound of someone being terrifyingly mutilated by rabid creatures of death. Words grasp to make themselves understood through the pain-static noise but to no avail. It sounds truly horrendous.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "interrupted by the beep-beep \"...energy stuff. It's\" looking you over again \"well it might not be your thing but y'never know,\" trailing off she finished packing up her stuff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel enters the Council Chambers from the Main Hall outside. Abel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On that side of the hall are the normal intricacies of the human condition. The simple drink, smoke and flirtation; a casual night out for a Canadian. And like those that traffic in weather and good tidings, they - Penny and Eddie and Hiro together perhaps - seem to exist on the other side of the screen. A strangeness pervades but doesn't move beyond them; the way she drinks is to excess, the way she smokes is indecent - the way she leans across the stool for the light with her whole body, a tattooed arm extended across to even out the keel, the cut of her hair falling off her face, off her wet cheek; an accident - an envelope full of glitter opening. Even the way she bends backward into Hiro before she's fully aware he's there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy half-shrugs; a roll of her shoulders that conveys that she doesn't care enough not to care. She puffs on the Marlboro, complains about the mythical fiberglass in their filters, complains about it being Thursday and her being Monday, complains about Keene stacking the deck so he always winds up as the Sabbath, and exhales. By the time she finishes her protracted rant -- during which you're not allowed a word in edgewise -- she's mostly finished with her cigarette.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan sighs, apparently allowing Ted to handle whatever questions are asked. He instead leans out the car window and makes a motion toward Penny as if beckoning her to approach.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse shrugs, surreptitiously taking another pill - that's six. And we should be doing things by seven, really, but Jesse's motor control is already slowing dangerously. \"So? So it's not like we're not gonna shiv him, we get a chance. I'm just waiting to meet the guy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And now we ain't living in hovels, slaving away for the Church and the State, now are we?\", Daisy snaps.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny has none of these things. She has a discman, maybe an open container and a head full of steam \"I'm Fine, I'm just going\" a scowl creeping past her lips and into the curve of her shoulders \"going to a funeral okay so just go shove a bum offa bench o ..er..or something..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "-- Loss: two cans spraypaint, two gloves. Not in the toilet tank; rather, in the \ttrash with the sound system.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy fixes Connelly in an are-you-a-fucking-idiot? stare. The corners of her mouth twitch with irritation. A lesser version of the same glare is reserved for Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny yanks them out of the sack, nose turned up \"You gotta dead rat in there? Shit man, supposed to air this stuff out before you put it away. Here..\" hands them over without another comment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Clairance is making his routine rounds along the street. The townhouses here need little police attention, of course, but the officer is eager to spot any trouble that may revolve in or around the local pub. Clairance walks with his hands clasped behind his back, his green eyes constantly surveying and scanning the area as he walks. His pace is ginger and not filled with haste, although it could not well be described as 'leisurely' either -- an average pace.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny moves her tongue around in her mouth the way people do when they taste something bitter. When they taste bile. She rubs a hand over her face, her tired eyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And he goes. He stands up without weariness, without complaint -- the mind/body dichotomy has been subdued, and his body no longer serves the mind unwillingly like a put-upon serf, but rather in the uncomplaining manner of a lover fetching a lost item of his beloved. Each task is performed with uncomplaining devotion - why should it not be so? The two are one!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "she doesn't understand english, Penny squints at Alex. She holds this pose for", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "the front of either leg, sinched at the waist with a brown leather belt. A", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Abel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At first glance, Alyx might seem unaffected by the music, though she's definitely in a good mood. A nod is offered towards Alex before she departs the table, heading back to the DJ to deliver homage in the form of food and Newcastle Brown.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia seeing Tal and Kaze's display of acrobatics drops her mouth a little, although this girl doesn't even miss a beat as she continues to dance. At an appropriate time in the music the stars spin away from her. Have you ever seen someone who knows Capoeira dance before? Well if you haven't, you're seeing it now. While not flying overhead, Millia's movements and acrobatics look amazing as she dances about the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble rolls his eyes. So does the Monkey. \"Which was made by random Hermetics and Choiristers, some time before you got here. It dissappeared and came back and no one really knows much about it or where the nodes that power it are? Right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It starts with a few snorts, almost as if she were clearing her throat. It turns into a deep throated derisive laugh after a little more coaxing. \"No. Am pissed off homeless woman who gonna beat shit out of man cops refuse to find.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And once given pause, the body tips toward the car. She steps off the sidewalk, off the curb keeping her balance with a light touch on the no-parking 6pm-7am sign toward the Mustang. Bending from the waist, she squints into the haze. \"Oi,\" and gestures hang-loose with her hand, two fingers with the cigarette pointing left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton notices Alyx finally, and addsa simple nod with a 'Hi.' tacked on to his Penny rant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She obviously wants attention. Nobody who wants to blend in would dye her long, poker-straight hair bright, unnatural fire engine red and wear lipstick to match. The colour makes her pale complexion and blue-grey eyes look washed out like a faded photograph. Sizewise and shapewise, she looks pretty unremarkable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Flames burn brightly, encased within hurricane lamps at the center of every table, providing more illumination than one might expect. Discreet overhead lighting also sheds it's glow onto the room, so that the light level remains soft and diffuse, but ample enough to see clearly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As the line slowly crawls forward, the big guy eventually gets to a server, \"Large coffee, black.\" he says simply.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Here's the log. It's missing a pose from me, I think, near the beginning. Pardon the bad posing and etc. We really had to rush it cuz I had to bail soon :P", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana finds a fragmnet of wall to lean against. Since she has yet to be asked to leave, she decides to stay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eyeing the other amerindian thoughtfully, Anupra eventually shrugs. \"Whatever you say....don't touch the stuff myself, so hopefully I'm safe.\" She gestures to her cola. \"Though only god knows what's in this stuff.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal begins to perform nigh acrobatic moves that would make an Olympic gymnast seem well, not klutzy, but outclassed by comparison. His glowing fingers and eyes whirl in the darkness as he backflips and somersaults through the air with near superhuman agility. Sometimes it almost seems as if he could fly with a bit more oomph behind it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble sighs semi-inaudiably and relaxes back onto his back. His eyes close and he zones out, concentrating only on the voices of those around him so that they are all that's real.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah passes his gaze to Kasui, guesturing. \"Miss Suzuno?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The hair of the Osiris Ani,\" Daisy says, breaking with the liturgy, for those who remember it. Her tone is opaque. \"The hair of the Osiris Ani, whose word is truth, is the hair of Nu.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro steps out of the laboratory ahead of Penny. His record bag bulges oddly. Another flashed 'peace' at Connelly, and he heads for the exit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With the vague shuffle of a junkie or the ponderous attention to balance of a drunk, Jesse turns the corner and drifts up the quiet pavement. He is hunched, his right hand held before his eyes, and whatever is in it, he's following it, his slow and careful steps winding around manholes, pausing at crumpled newspapers, and veering towards the detritus in the gutters. Then, motionless - he stops and looks up, turns one way, then the other, then stares at the dark car before him. Alone, as it were, on the morning sidewalk, accompanied only by everyman's partner Jimmy Beam, visible when the left hand brings the fifth from under his coat for a surreptitious sip.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally sniffs.. \"oh hello Cally? \" she tries to look stern. \" gee aren't we bubbling over with joy?\" trying to smother the grin", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"...yeah well you got his colleague. This' Stice.\" Hiro's voice remains super-cool. His expression has waned into outright panic. \"Is there uh something I can help you with?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally looks to Jonah. \"It sounds as if you're suggesting the primary governing council will act as the Legislative and Executive branch of our Government, with the Security council acting Judiciary? similar to the US Government?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal looks as if he suspects otherwise, \"True, Magister. He does raise a good point.\" He inclines his head respectfully to Compton.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I was hoping you'd come with me,\" Keene says, with the patience of a parent with a dull-witted child. His attention returns to Abel. \"Oh, I've been given the tour -- I'm just going to give Pob here the benefit of my experience.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar, Mary grins. Go for it, it's all good. :)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hiro................ Swine-featured asian geek. Technicolor dreamcoat. Height: 5'9", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon is following after Abel.. Rhiamon heads through the double doors, entering the Main Hall beyond. Rhiamon has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Seems pretty fuckin' amenable to the giant airship over there,\" Daisy comments sourly, gesturing toward Team Ether's research station in the far distance. \"If it's sentient, and I ain't talking about Tweedledum and Tweedledee the guardian spirits, then I can't imagine it would mind us not getting our feet wet. And if it does, then fuck it, 'cause these boots cost me sixty whole bucks and I'll be damned if I'm buying new ones just to traipse around in Fairyland.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sets down his flute and cranes his head back so he can look at Daisy, \"Actually, I can do it without equipment. Just crank up their hormones to mating season levels.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That's it for a while from her. She's entering her s.o.p. for new places - easy to catch once you know what to look for - a long walk, loaded to the gills, for as far as she can go until the roads divide the landscape into well-groomed and doomed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander remains leaning against it for a moment, then straightens up and proceeds with walking with you, \"Actually, it belongs to the bar. I borrowed it yesterday, and came to return it.\" He lays his arm over the phone, the one of the two machines most likely to be used less, facing you, \"I'm Alec.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold's eyes are pretty much trained on the north, and there is a bounce in his step. As he nears you the sound of the cigarette lighter becomes apparent and he looks to you. After a moment he picks up that you are shivering as asks, \"Are you ok?\" As his large frame would suggest, his voice has a low pitch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny says, in Latin, \"DON'T TOUCH ME!\" shouting at these drunks, these wastrels, these her brethren. Penny shrieks and flinches away from the button brigade. She holds up her hands, pushing at the air, shielding her eyes from the wind \"STOP\" swiping at invisible hands trying to plant these electoral seeds in her pockets and palms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah?\" One syllable, multiple interpretations.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "An extremely handsome European man stands before you, at about 6' 11\" and with nearly 330lbs of muscle. Naturally straight blonde hair flows down his head like a waterfall, parted at the side by pointed, almost elf-like ears. This man's deep sky-blue eyes look out at you from a slightly narrow face with strong bones. Some people, gazing upon this proud, dignified man might feel an inexplicable sense of unease creep over them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Across the street from the mall lies a large shopping center, featuring a large movie theater in its court. Also to draw attention are large fashion stores, everything from the upper end dresses of the year to the inexpensive photography studio to show off your looks to friends and family everywhere. An interesting concept of note is the shuttle bus that moves from the mall to the shopping center across the street, allowing consumers to easily make their way from one area to the next with little effort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shaking the black garbage bag out, Hiro stuffs his arm down inside, gripping Chase's severed head through the plastic. He turns the bag inside out around it; twisting it around several times, reverse double-bagging, and fixing the top with a knot. \"Let's go, Penny. We can get the body later.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "sympathetic smile. Doesn't comment on Penny's outburst or her shaking hands", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The box seems to be full of something. Not as heavy as a person however. Somewhere a quiet voice says, \"About fucking time you wanker.\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton glances over his shoulder at the mongoloid tranny and then sideways at Hana, \"You'd be doing me a favour if you followed him toots. The guy could use some help.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Motherfucker looks like he could use one,\" Hiro comments, sniffing again. He does not step back; he leans forward to stare glassy-eyed at the gap between head and neck. \"Fuck. They really did him, didn't they?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake looks at Jesse a bit, \"A few cuts, a few bruses... no idea who the guy was. the cops aren't saying anything on the matter. Except he apparently shot his own hand off. People today...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A nod, and Jesse looks at the ersatz pendulum in his right hand - a glass eye in a knotted condom - and shakes it. Flaccid. He looks at the car again, shrugs, and tosses the rubber into a storm drain. He offers the bottle to the window.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The television is in Daisy's arms, the VCR is on top of it, and God knows where she's going to find an electrical outlet. She's also knee deep in the stream, wading out of the cave and into the Realm proper, and cursing out the 'fucking goddamn savages' for not building a walkway in the 'only fucking entrance'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She sits there watching the program change from Jerry to Judge Joe Brown with seamless continuity, blinking. \"It's hard to communicate,\" digging around in one of the pockets, she pulls out a small stack of business cards and lays them out before her making a tarot cross \"because at times there's an intense euphoria, the drug in the blood and in the skin\" still trying to explain things, Penny turns card after card over. They all say the same thing: RYAN REEVES - REPORTER in a stocky block print. \"so 'I' can only observe.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy is a mage because she has learned to ignore these things. Closing her eyes, she takes up the bay, scattering the sharp-spined herbs across the duct tape and plastic. Then the green-brown curls of herb, scattered carefully across the same area. Then, finally, the jet stones, which clack and clatter across the shroud beneath her hand. She's whispering a gutteral, inarticulate prayer underneath her breath, choking back sobs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A little off to the northeast (assuming Novus is north), a small, metallic-bowl structure sits. Long tethers sometimes stretch into the sky from beyond it, connecting to a marvelous airship docked above the bowl. The slender curves and high-tech metals used on the small building are a stark contrast to the ruins just fifty yards away, and it easily gives away who is responsible for such a building.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Mary seems to have gotten that.. she's just waiting. All things", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah turns around to look at the real live Chase coming down the stairs. Her expression is brimming full of questions, but she manages to squelch them for the time being. She rocks back and forth between her heels and her toes and accidentally flicks the straw across the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eyes squinting as Jesse hovers around the table, Compton seems to be deep in thought processing and translating your slang and ciphers in to meaningful strings of ideas. \"Right.\" he says with all the convictions of a drunken prom date. \"Whos your man?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton frowns, grumbles and hauls his ass off the can and shuffles off out in to the rest of the room. The sounds of rummaging and things crashing to the floor can be heard as he ruthlessly looks for tobacco products. After a long quiet moment, he calls back, \"And it wouldn't because you happened to be out of them, right?\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary follows inside,looking rather blank, though she seems to have decided not to ask too much more. Not just yet. Not until the safety of a room has been reached, at any rate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon says \"Well, there's two new cabals in town, 's far as I can tell. One Eastern, one not. You don't look eastern to me..\". She turns back in time to twith the stalk from Geero's hand, and grins as he beeps indignantly at her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Penny. God would like to express to you his extreme displeasure. He states that while he still loves you, he is currently very much not liking you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Spitting on the truth, some people call it. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and leaves the hall still clearing her throat. You open the double doors and head out into the open, rolling fields beyond.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey nods solemnly, then takes a big toke on the cigar. \"Oi, Pobs you freak. Take this a mo.\" Dr Steve takes the cigar, and the monkey runs back to the cardboard box, diving inside and rumaging.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: Imogen rolls \"8\" at diff 4 For a total of 7 success(es) including 2 ten(s). //.etro: Imogen rolls \"1\" at diff 2 For a total of 1 success(es).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia shrugs at Jess' inquiry, \"Dunno, got me.\" Then she smiles to Kaze, making the introductions, \"Tal this is Kaze, and Kaze I'd like you to meet Tal.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia actually steps out of the vehicle, moving towards Penny, \"Are you alright? What happened?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Penny............... Tall. Hot. White hair. Height: 5'9\" Weight: %b", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton rolls over furious. There's murder in his eyes, \"What the fuck cunt?!\" he exclaims, perhaps not as affective a statement lying in the frozen street as it could have been. \"Yer fucked now.\" Again, intimidating, not so much.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx laughs brightly at Hiro's response, shaking her head. \"Perfect. Just...perfect,\" she replies with a chuckle, sliding from her perch down to the floor. \"In any case, I have to make a move. Things to do early on.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In through the door and down the stairs, Chase is unfolding a letter and stuffing a 50. Cal hand cannon in his waistline. \"Can't fuckin' believe someone knows where the shit I live.\" And that, more than anything, has him -pissed-. He reaches the bottom of the stairs and walks towards the lab, eyes still downcast.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton nods once, obviously fronting in front of the rather extreme personage of Chase, \"Compton. Invisible College.\" and as if to prove his point, flicks out his pinky and thumb and circles them in the air a few times. Hang Loose. Then taps his left breast with his fore and index finger before passing a whole pack of smokes to Pobble, if he's with it enough to reciprocate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah,\" like it's just coming back to her now, little enthused \"yeah! That shit for reals?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, that's the one, hey can you hang on to one of these for me?\" Holding out the bag in her left hand. Her fingers have turned purple and white, circulation cut off at strange intervals. It isn't clear whether she wants you to take it so she can just shake life back into her hand or if she means for you to hold it while you both walk out the door to whereever \"Hand cramp.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sandled feet whisper about the edges of the gathering as Kasui unobtrusively takes a few fluid paces forwards. Pausing again, she focuses upon the screen for a few moments and shakes her head noncommittaly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And finally, set along the length of the large basement, seems to be a make-shift firing range. Shell casings litter the floor at one end, opposite from a large reinforced steel door dimpled with a thousand bullet dents. The remains of a tattered paper target hang on the door. Over it, a picture of Ronald McDonald.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: I believe I will have to page you with what you see, I regret the inconvenience. :( I will soon create a command that will make all this flow more easily.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pinches the bridge of his sizable nose. \"No point in preaching at her, Jane. She's the type to do it again just to spite you. And though I don't approve of the method, I do applaude the fact that she got out and actually did something. Unlike most of the worthless sacks of shit around here who are too busy fucking or whining to be bothered with accomplishing something.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater just shrugs and minds his own business. What's he gonna do? No house here, nope.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah glances over to Abel, \"Mr. Elison?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The ceiling is set high with churning metal fans. The blades churn a thick haze of smoke from cheap cigars and the pungent aroma of sweat mixed with stale spilt beer. The bar runs the length of the far wall much like a saloon in an old western. A polished brass foot-rail gleams in the fading light of the occasional dropped match and guttering cigarette butt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene slides a cigarette out of his breast pocket, waves it in the fire for a second, then brings it back and takes a mild puff. He listens.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Through the glitter and feathers, Penny shoves the stand on squeaky wheels finally to where it belongs. She wheels the stand around so that the screen faces the crowd. Then she starts undressing, walking towards Hiro, scarf, mittens, jacket, hat. These things are discarded as Taliesin follows in their wake. She slows down, pausing while she unbuckles her belt and kicks off her shoes, \"Follow me,\" and leads Tal behind the curtain.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny drags long and exhales something quiet under her breath. She stays in the region of the stairwell, talking to herself. Her right hand has returned to the drenched toiletpaper sticking to skin and shirt, starts plucking it out one soggy square at a time. \"De nada, man\" pasting on a smile for everyone's benefit \"we're all alike.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Interesting,\" says Keene. \"So it is assumed that a global paradigm could be maintained that could encapsulate several wildly divergent paradigms, as well as the present Technocratic establishment?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble sits back, chews and repeatedly drags on an unlit cigarette. The repetition seems", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The thirteen, however, does wobble its ponderous way into a corner pocket. \"Huh.\" Jesse stands, leaning on his stick, and gestures at the pills. \"That one for me, or one for you?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom grabs a slim bottle of Grey Goose Vodka with thumb and forefinger off of the end of an aisle. He makes for the line leading to the register... patient, calm. No where in particular to go with all this alcohol. Just making one leisurely stop on the way to some other leisurely stop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "...and a heavy baseline rises up out of the floor, music exploding over the sea of upturned faces. The roar returns - the unamplified screams competing with the music, which only grows louder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The annoyance fades from Keene's features slowly. Either the nicotine is starting to kick in, or he has some reason to expect visitors. He takes another few puffs from his cigarette, getting within polite conversational distance of Harrison.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater manages to force his gaze back to somewhere within the same universe as the rest of the group. \"Ask. I can't promise a good answer.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy screws herself down into a seat beside Penny, elbows backed up against the bartop. Lit cigarette transitions from lips to hand and lights the other one, which queues up behind the mostly unsmoked first one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel blinks at Chase again. \"Oi.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pulls the flute out of his hat band and plays along as best he can with the music on the tape. Not a bad effort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sets down his flute and cranes his head back so he can look at Daisy, \"Actually, I can do it without equipment. Just crank up their hormones to mating season levels.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca shakes her head a bit, and lets it tilt off to the side slightly, \"Last I saw, the real police didn't show up when one of them fried a kid standing right next to me. Guys in black suits walked in, grabbed the body, and walked out. The other man stood up and slipped away. Events like that, and others have made more than edgy when people start causing serious commotions in there. It is not my job that I am wishing to protect, is the owner.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The block is still unmoving. Just spirit matter floating where you put it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "a football field, bristling with antenna and resonating with power. The name", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer excuses herself pushing her chair back. \"Be right back.\" heads in for the bbathroom Jennifer stands and leaves a table at the back. Jennifer has departed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "growth. He could be of Southern European birth, the tone of his skin being", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "kitty-corner to Whiskey, a trendy bar and pool hall. Restaurants are also", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pair come to a stop, suddenly and as one. The motion whips the heavy smoke around and in an overly dramatic manner, the fellow throws back his hood. The empty eyes of Dr Steve are revealed. Emaciated and haggard, his head shifts in the only indication that he scans the room, given the blank eyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny was here before you. She's been here for days. It's been days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene smiles thinly, glancing at Hiro and giving him a sideways head-bob in greeting. Then he looks back to Connelly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stands aimlessly in the middle of the space, one finger digging at his palm, dripping blood onto the floor. He's crying, staring straight ahead with a face otherwise void of expression.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse slumps back onto his barstool, the narrative thread of his evening lost. He blinks sleepily and bares a wide yawn, propping his head up on one hand. \"Huh.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods, \"That is a valid question. We will not be doing this in a ritual style, for it is more observation and study. In fact, magickal arts themselves may rarely come into play. This will be a /study,/ not an /application./\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim nods. \"You too man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"He's never early, he's always late - first thing you learn is you always gotta wait. I'm waiting for my man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods and returns to his seat, pulling a fresh piece of paper from his briefcase. \"Very well. Please, discuss your plan before those present.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On top of the box is a monkey in a suit, with a cigar. (l pob's Dave) The two seem to be conversing in some strange language.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "with three buttons at the throat. A pair of pressed khakis with a pleat down", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk west along Dundas to Jarvis. Downtown - Jarvis and Dundas(#131RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal has left. The dress wearing blue haired man with the monkey snickers quietly at that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "polite, his approach. Designed specifically for an affirmative or agreeable reply", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx sleeps. Ever-so quietly....she dosen't snore, fidget, twitch or talk. Sleeping like a baby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui 's mouth curves at the edges in that sad phantom-like half-smile as she replies with a lavish warmth, \"You seem to have a close relationship. I am sure, despite what you say, Mirriya-san, it is all true. Perhaps you even do have a past incarnation to help you through unknowing.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui finishes off her cup of beer and shakes her shoulders as her long fount of midnight tresses splashes in a spray about her visage, amber eyes glittering as she lets a giggle of sheer abandon drift from her lips, \"No way! YOU know how to move, Mirriya-san!\" Kaze's words get a faint shake of the head as she shrugs and throws her arms up, moving her hands through her hair and shaking the side-tail she had bound it in out with the removal of the band that held it in place.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The interesting thing is, no cops or firemen seem to be anywhere around here. But what's more is the strange green color that seems to permeate the flames. As erick directs the irish folk, they nod, some growing calmer as the seems to recognize the man a bit. They move off to help those they can.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene smokes, head in his hands. It takes him a while to reconstruct his thought patterns to address this new self-inflicted disaster. He lifts his head, ashing his cigarette, and looks at Daisy flatly. \"So,\" he says. \"Why?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Harrison says, \"Only arrived in town this morning? I do not mean to offend, but how do I know that you indeed are someone to be trusted? You have the advantage Sir and yet I have no assurance as to your intentions.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It isn't my .. I haven't got the words ..\" a pregnant pause, like she's waiting for an invitation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sentient spirits are products of millenia of that sort of spirit-material collusion. For example, lunes are spirits made by the connection between the material moon and the real moon, which is very potent in the mind and spirit of man.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Closer now, Penny yells \"OI,\" through the sleet and rain \"OLD MAN?\" like she's confused. That couldn't be what or who she thinks it is. It's too early - there isn't even a lunch crowd loitering. She half-circles to get a better look and ..stops.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shrugs and talks with Pob, though he seems just a bit confused and amused by Hiro and Daisy. \"Don't know. I think maybe one of the nodes are in Toronto, though.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "on the crapwood of the door. Thunk. \"Guuuuuys, wake up\" mumbled into the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander opens his jacket to reach into the inside pocket of it. He comes up with a cellphone, flipping it open. Pushing a few buttons, he turns the display to Penny, \"Why don't you type it down here, bruiser.\" A glance is directed Tom, and he asks solemnly, \"Did you say something?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On the far bed, where Compton has pretty much claimed as his own, lie the man himself. fully dressed except for nekkid feet. His chast and gut rise and fall in steady rythm. A deep droning snore resonates from the man, as does a faint tinge of diesel fuel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What?\", Daisy asks, sloshing toward the entrance to the ruins. \"What, it's better to die with supernatural than to take some fucking penicillin?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx flops down against the grass once more. Pen and paper be damned, she's sleeping now that Jamaia has quit throwing things at her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 1 success(es). You paged Cassius with 'True ..and the last time I did it was with a cabal", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"59 6F 75 61 69 69 67 68 74, 44 61 7A 65?\" Hiro's lips move soundlessly against the backdrop of urban noise: a dry buzzing serving as audial backdrop to a side-vision scroll of nuclear green HEX. Subjectively.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton slips two fingers into his left-breast pocket, trading cigarettes with him offering a light on the heels of the gesture. Choking a little on his first drag, Compton hacks and snorts his way through Johah's summary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel opens the padded door and enters the pub. Isobel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac wrinkles his nose at the cigarette, but drinks a little more of the beer. He doesn't say anything, but he looks at the two playing pool.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ted Reeves snorts in a british accent to Mick, \"No grey poupon!? How uncivilized!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy Inscrutable. Veteran job-hunter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene walks out of Allan Gardens, phone to his ear. He looks around intently, trying to find his lost comrade as he takes his phone from his ear and puts it back in his pocket in a smooth movement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess looks much to curious for her own good, she reaches out and picks up one of the heart shaped pills and pops it, seems testingly before turning and leaning up against Millia. \"Hi\" she chirps to Kaze and Kasui", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin whirls into the crowd both hands holding his staff high above his head. He shifts and flows as though he is keeping track of the bodies of everyone in the room. His spinning movements make him look like a sort of human helicopter as he rolls on through the crowd.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac snorts. \"At least some businesses don't change depending on the year...\" He eyes his glass and finally gulps some down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "head. The clean look of her pale scalp, compared to the tan ridges at her", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And finally, set along the length of the large basement, seems to be a make-shift firing range. Shell casings litter the floor at one end, opposite from a large reinforced steel door dimpled with a thousand bullet dents. The remains of a tattered paper target hang on the door. Over it, a picture of Ronald McDonald.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "out of his coat. He occasionally taps things on the PDF, then, as punctuation,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She's got white hair, a canvas for other color. With a part on the extreme left, it was cut with a blunt tool and layered across. If you could stand above her, it's shaped exactly like an almond and drops across one eye.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Acting with wordless coordination, the doctors turn the corpse over. One is staring at something behind the cameraman, just over his shoulder. Another disappears behind the cameraman for a moment. The remaining two begin to make incisions into Kennedy's forehead, near the exit wound. Blood has collected in thick dry cakes in the President's eyes; it spills in runnels over his cheeks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton is working on some brew in the bathroom and just like he said, Penny's zoned out, tucked into one of the beds. Within her arm's reach are a number of things; a notepade, the tv remote and a glass full of something brown and disgusting. She doesn't stir but mumbles into the drool on her pillow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Mercutio with 'Diff?'. Mercutio pages: Diff 5. //.etro: Penny rolls \"arete\" privately to Mercutio at diff 5.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Here\" says Compton as he heaves the bags towards Hiro, \"Go, find a place to sit. I'll get Pizza while Shoperella does her thing.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "a force away from her. She's here to shop, don't mess with her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca steps back out to the main hall. Jesyca has left. Jesyca enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Jesyca has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The service door to the shop opens and out step Alex. He crosses the lot surrounding the shop, stopping at the fence. \"Need something,\"he asks raising an eyebrow. Two other figures are standing in the open service door watching.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Jonah. \"Of course, MAgister.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Make any resolutions?\" voiced with a kind of disinterested twinge; it's the most mundane thing she can think of to say, the most normal because normal is what's necessary for long drives out into nowhere. Then when its quiet, quiet in the relative sense; when there aren't sirens chasing down some other fool, aren't parties being passed by, aren't flashing neon adverts - when it's dark she sings along \"Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do\" can carry a tune but it's creepy \"you see her walkin' on down the street\" half mumbling into the elbow repropped on \"look at all your friends that she's gonna meet.. you better hit her..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A flick of her fingers summons beer to her side. The bar's bad; the bartender's considerably better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> Keene leaves. >> Alex leaves a note.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice comes into the pool hall slowly and takes a look around at the new look. A smile graces her face as she sees something in here she likes, which isn't that rare for the woman.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He gestures with his cigarette. \"I lead not so much because of the consent of the governed, but because I am simply one of the few people left in the cabal who has faith in the ability of the Order of Hermes to lead us all to a better day. They wish no part of this Chantry -- I, however, have insisted upon it. I trust in your leadership, Magister. Please forgive my colleague's rudeness.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal smiles down at Jess and shrugs noncommittally. He turns to look at Kaze who has just been introduced to him. To avoid any further culture clash he keeps his hands to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The phone is still beeping when Penny tugs it, and a smoke, out of her pocket. She thumbs the buttons for a few seconds until it's quiet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro waves the spliff under Keene's nose for several more moments, mumbling, before taking another heavy drag. \"Streetlight rave,\" he mumbles. \"Deejay cheat inna house. thump thump thump...,\" before he gets even more incoherent, he stumbles off down the hill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus pages: Sure you can. You paged Escalus with 'Excellent. When you're not swamped, buzz me?'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The film is familiar by now. Jackie Kennedy and the President are driving in Dallas. The book depository is invisible and inevitable. It lurks outside the frame, impatient for history to catch up. The crowd swells and bulges with the anticipation of a spectacle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly frowns,\"And you would rush in without even considering that risk? If you are planning to kill something...then... Plan..oh..wait..that is right...only the holders of the seats are allowed to participate...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx comes to stand behind the Seat of Time, arms clasped around the top of the backrest. \"So,\" she addresses with a slight smile to the seat's occupants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A faint smile creeps to Alex lips; as if Penny's words where a victory on his part. Still he remains silent and still.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ow! Fuck!\" Compton hops back shaking and nursing his left wrist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She's busy, damnit. Penny is busy making a dent in their worst whiskey. Bottom of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac shrugs. \"I haven't organized it very well yet, I'm pretty busy with the shop. Why, what can you do?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny picks up a few things from the lobby; namely food from the breakfast buffet, some local-color pamphlets and extra coffee-packet filter things for the cheap coffee-maker in the bathroom. She stops again in front of Room 174, knocking quietly as she unlocks the door \"Be decent, ladies present..\" though who she's talking to is a mystery. Could be no one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A few silent nods, Chase understands. \"'S about what I would do I suppose.\" And here comes Janet. Well, that might not be her name, but she bears an uncanny resemblance to Janet Dewitt from 'Three's Company.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right. Call Jesse. Will do. He still got that tarot number?\", she asks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The cab, naturally. That's where Hiro came from. That's why it backed up and got so close to Penny and Abel. Providence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Daisy bobs her head. Once. It's obviously forced, but it's the most she can muster.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave hops up, moving back to the centre of the box and sitting down, holding on tight with one monkey-hand. \"How ironic.\" he says quietly. With that, Pobble turns to head back into the trees, dragging the seemingly not so heavy cardboard box behind him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "GPCs, a crushed pack, emerge from the pocket of her pants. Daisy offers the entire thing to Hiro, and doesn't take one herself. Her expression is a perfect mirror of Hiro's.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"I wish,\" tying up the loose ends of the garbage bag \"fucken DTs pass, y'know?\" A stomach rumble suggests there's nothing left, air roiling. \"Some,\" interrupting her own flow, gulping down the disgusting brown stuff \"something happened last night.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac looks at Erick as he is done making his rounds. \"What the hell are you talking about? You're making this sound like terrorist attack.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro stares blankly at Chase for a long moment. Then, to Keene -- his lips twist up at the edges, threatening to break into a grin. \"Um, dude,\" he answers, shifting his attention back to Che. \"You sayin' we gotta deal with some kinda fucked up soulless nephandus motherfucker?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre looks to Abel, somewhat surprised by the question, \"Mmm... No. I'm not sure to what you're referring.\" He smiles slightly as Viktor walks in, raising his hand to greet him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stops his task. Looking down he scribbles one more item, then drops the pencil, letting it hang by its cord from the small pad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny jerks her thumb that-a-way, indicating where most bathrooms are in the rooms here \"The coffee, the *coffee* we want the little coffee packets for the little coffee pot in the little coffee kit in the little bathroom set little boy. We came for the coffee. Do you have the coffee? If you don't have the coffee we will seek the coffee elsewhere.\" (**Note: 1 word, used 9 times in 1 pose**)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "keep her assets in check. Not so much decorated as amplified with patches,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "sensing the Low, Middle, or High Umbras.\" Long distance to Escalus: Penny goes ping.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton snorts \"Should dump it in the realm. Let those fuckholes actually do somthing useful for once.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater grumbles about the damned machines destroying the art of storytelling. Yeesh. Lighten up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca lets out a breath slowly, and looks towards Hiro, \"Yeah, the pity, the shame, the idea of there being consequences for actions. The ideas, and attitudes I have watched over the months be presented here, has made begin to question if I really am the right side of the fence. Walk in, cause harm, walk back out, and expect to never get any consequences of those actions.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well now that Millia is dancing, Tal no longer stops himself. He moves back just a little bit to give himself room and begins to dance. He has no natural grace or lessons to guide him. Just a sense of music that seems supernatural in and of itself and the presence to carry off whatever he does in front of a group of people. Passion radiates through his movements as if the music flows through him in some visceral way so that it appears sometimes that he's telling the music what to do instead of the other way around.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Obligingly moving over on the sofa, Alyx smiles up at her new companion. \"Heyo,\" she greets cheerfully. \"How's things, Delightful?\" Her own drink is almost gone - decaf coffee, by the smell of it. If one can smell through the fumes, that is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sitting indian-style she agrees \"Yes,\" watching your hand fall short of her feet, maybe \"It's fucking weird.\" Wrists balanced after a fashion across knees, the one with the cigarette hardly moves - the wind does all her ashing for her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Graffiti covers the walls, and the stale smell of urine is strong. Rats", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Daisy has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You used to be a stupid cunt that wanted me to carry a big bloody roll of plastic on the Sabbath?\", Daisy asks sweetly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm here, aren't I?\" turn-swish of the card on the floor, collecting powder and dust of every kind underneath. \"He used to be cool. Then he like.. grew up. I dunno .. do familiar's even HAVE hormones?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC> Escalus says \"You follow me so far?\" OOC> Penny follows. OOC> Compton does. OOC> Compton isn't quite as thick as his IC persona :P", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence walks out quickly, scratching at her shoulder. She seems to be in a hurry, glancing around her, but moving intently toward her destination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shakes his head to clear it a bit. \"I need Air.\" He starts to make his way around the dancers to leave the room, his grey eyes still a bit distant looking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"What do you mean? There's always coffee. Why're you stalling? Comp - why's he stalling..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, in Enochian, \"I don't either. But after Daze and Hiros stunt, thought it might be fun to drag the enemy along, make them destroy their own world.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is constant background noise as well, of registers, ringing in purchases, spitting out receipts, the dialing of credit card machines ... ah ... you have to love capitalism. Some of the stores have gone above and beyond, and are circulating, giving out free sweets of sorts, but mainly, most are just too busy. Shelves are left unstocked, and the cases containing the merchandise sit nearby, since the help is just too busy to unpack it. That doesn't stop customers from helping themselves to the materials inside however.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sets down his flute and cranes his head back so he can look at Daisy, \"Actually, I can do it without equipment. Just crank up their hormones to mating season levels.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel grins. \"Oh. Alright then. Well peace go with you, then, and Providence guide your steps.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Erick arrives from the north. Erick has arrived. Isobel arrives from the south. Isobel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro, taking his own advice, seats himself by the window; turning his head to watch the interaction between Daisy and Mr. Lennon. He doesn't say anything further, merely slouching in his seat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In any case, a faint, blurry image springs up seconds after she turns it on. Toronto natives will recognize it as the downtown financial center. Hiro and Daisy -- or, rather, Hiro and Daisy shaped blurs -- are gathered around a junction box next to a traffic light. They appear to be mumbling to each other, but the microphone only picks up static and distant honking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"But we're seven days outside the Epiphany,\" the drug talking again, using Penny's voice to protest something about the timing, the timing is all wrong. Wrestling with this idea, she doesn't realize she's smoked down to the filter and is surprised when her fingertips are singed. She tosses off the cigarette and eyes the tube. Pink's familiar. Looks at the block", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yes, the body.\" Connelly ums..\"Who's body?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny responds with a quick \"You don't know what I'm looking at,\" to justify the howling. Looking back over her shoulder at the gang of geeks Penny advises \"You might want to step back,\" bending over the head she rests the knife on the gurney's edge \"You, too\" kind of waggling the gun toward the door at Alex and Abel implying that 'step back' means 'leave.'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander pushes through the padded door and exits the pub. Alexander has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Day after tomorrow. Call me if ya got any more questions, Steve....\" Chase says to Hiro and Keene respectively, still rubbing his nose. \"Via con dios.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Where would we be without the happy hour? In barbaric times, that's where.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "there's no fish in the sea tonight, he won't need the shiny lure. A moment to look", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel puts a hand on Daisy's shoulder comfortingly but doesn't say anything. Rhiamon enters from the Council chamber, yawning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nearby Keene is Connelly, who is talking to Keene. Keene is smoking, and has a particularly grim look on his face. Then he speaks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx resumes absently rolling her silver coin over her knuckles, barely watching it. Abel stretches in his seat a bit, squeezing Jes's hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "One can not tell. One is still sleep-walking. \"Just penny,\" speaking in code, rubber soles squeaking on the tiles, she turns and shoves herself into the corner of the couch kicking aside stray chairs that \"people never push in, no manners man, /that/'ll be the end of civilization. Feel like the dregs\" making faces at some unexamined grime beneath her nails \"Comps got confirmation for the group so now we're puttin'somethin'together. Daze put out the word, yeah?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene gets his wind back, straightening back up and smoothing his suit carefully after a moment or two. \"I'm not too familiar with those,\" he says, \"but you're right, this is a very pretty Realm. I'm just not accustomed to having access to a Realm quite this large, you see. The largest one I'd ever been in before this one was the size of a small, very cramped house.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "But Chase is still drinking it in. His eyes say stuff, but he just turns back to the task at hand. Driving and lighting. A zippo sits kingly above a pile of ashes in the ashtray, his car lighter being occupied by a wide band-width police scanner. It's pointed to as the car pulls out into the scant traffic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Coming closer to the group, the reporters should recognize Millia, now. She's one of the two candidates running in the city council election. She smiles at the two of you, \"Thanks for the offer, I might take you up on that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater flicks another reed at Alyx. \"The realm is perfectly capable of taking care of itself. One of our Cultists learned that the hard way lately. I'd love to know how she got that spider in here, though.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And slowly she sinks down behind big men with their backs turned; sharks circling the tables shouldn't have time to see her reach between the rickety legs, grab the little thing. Shouldn't see her edge carefully around that stick-holding post.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny rests back on her heels. \"And when they give us his body, we'll wrap him up and take him in among us,\" vacant-eyed she stares at a vanishing point. Head tilted to the side, her eyes go wide and slack. Swaying and rocking like some ecstatic, she might faint.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "his pocket and trying to find a safer game that doesn't spit coins at him. That's just embaressing. He settles on Time Crisis 3, picking up one of the two pistols out of habit and racking up a line of quarters to keep him 'alive'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary looks a little uncertain as Penny calls out, brow furrowing a little as she follows the other woman into the apparently empty hotel room, which she scans quickly, as if checking for such a thing. She looks back to Penny, blinking. \"Checking for Eva?\" she asks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Not afoul,\" says Keene, quickly. \"Daisy ran afoul of her, then Pob came in and made things more foul. I just wanted to see what her deal was.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton huffs his way up the hill, his form growing smaller in the distance, but that gaudy shirt keeping him well within eyeshot if one cares to look. Q: Where does one even find things like that to wear any more? A: The Toronto enigma, Value Village.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jet says, \"I'm willing to volunteer my house, but I suspect the Union is aware of it, so I'm not sure it's a good choice. I have no real evidence that they are watching it, but it's not impossible. And I agree with the Chair of Mind that a place without regular mundane traffic can be found by traffic analysis if precautions are not taken.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "rather than asks. He knows which funeral. \"The pig said I shouldn't go.\" The", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly laughs,\"The same as the future of all things....to pass and move on...as is the future of this city to crumble to dust as time goes on....\" Jennifer stops right at the door and just stares at the monkey and Pobble now. \"What the heck...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Eight days 'til you find out,\" she murmurs, eyes flicking to Abel for just a moment. Shivering and sober, she stands behind Penny's right shoulder, watching. Waiting. \"Eight days 'til everyone finds out what we're up to. You'll love it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "'em and he'll smoke em. Eyes that would be bloodshot if they weren't purest white flutter", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly clenches and unclenches her first at Hiro's comment..like she wants to say something...but...she will not ruin Marcus' party by brining things up...she just shakes her head, and looks at Abel,\"My first mentor, who meant more to me than my own mother, dies in an IRA bombing of a subway station...however..it was protestants who nearly killed my sister by burning my home down...\" She just shakes her head, her voice having a tinge of sadness in it...not anger. She turns her attention to watching Kasui and Millia dancing...and sighs a little wistfully...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"This week? Pig boy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grinds a hand in to one of his eyeballs. trying to abrasivly remote a bender cataract, \"Beats me. Last thing I remeber is going in to a booth with this sweet sweet ripper. Jes was talking to another girl about the meaning of reality I think. Dumbass.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This room is mostly empty, even more vast in some ways than the hall outside. Only three things mar its granite perfection; a perfect marble table at the head of the room with nine chairs, each marked with a single Sphere glyph, a perfectly inscribed Certamen circle in the center of the room, and perhaps forty seats at the back of the room, for observers and audience. A single door to the left glows a soft gold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ta score.\" Compton says as he turns back around. Two shortened cigarettes in his hand now with the filters removed. \"Here Judy, smoke this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble quirks a brow at Connelly. \"Joe Public don't want us to work with them, they want to sit back watch cable, read their email and veg out with techno-easy living..\" Pobble falls backwards, as if he's just fainted. He lands on the ground, flat on his back with a slight 'Ow'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "to participate in small games with small people. Perhaps not the best night scope a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase is all about checkin' this gun boy. After handing over the band-aids, his cell phone is pulled out. \"Via con dios, P.\" To the retreating girl. \"Oh...\" A beeping sound and the door's open. \"Now then, let's see what kinda game this fucker's runnin'...\" And his fingers go about punching in a number.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene reaches into his coat, produces a orange cylinder from Rite Aid, and lobs it overhand at Penny's bed. \"Valium. A little dab'll do you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The main hall of Novus Valnastium is a wide, stone area, with arching buttresses and columns framing windows that stream with bright, comfortable light. Several circles of chairs and old-fashioned divans and davenports are scattered around the room, conversational areas if you will, and a center hearth flickers with a warm, comfortable flame. A set of stairs on the left leads up to a balcony that rings the area, several doors leading off it, and great double doors lead forward and to the left, right, and behind you. Two armored figures, silent as the grave, flank the doors ahead of you, as well as two others flanking the doors to the rear, which lead back out onto the open plains.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Innocent until proven guilty, ma'am.\" Compton retorts, \"To have Daisy tell it, its an Hamas plot.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander motions towards where he is seated, then nods at Tom, \"Looks like I should be going after all. Spicy girl you have there, bud.\" He stands from his seat, grinning at the fellow having approached the table. Snapping his fingers as if he had forgotten something, he turns back to Penny, \"Right.. Your phonenumber?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny holds out her free hand, knowing Compton'll give her something useful to do sooner or later. \"I'm worried, okay?\" Looking up and down the block at the junkies fixing, the homeless gathering here and there, lumps on the street \"I'm really fucking worried.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice reaches out to take Allen's left hand in her right one, cooing softly at him, \"Awww sugar, aren't I worth a bit of money. If I don't bring some cash home my pimp womps on my ass. You don't want that...do ya?\" smiling at the man and letting her duster fall to her elbows, showing much more then before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia looks at Penny as she passes by her, a hint of recognition on her face, but that is gone almost as quickly as it appears. She nods towards Ryan, \"Sure, I'm pretty much done here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: Individuals are smart, but peoplethey're stupid. Luckily the morbid nature of most of the population tends to make them all observers rather than to actually get involved when something horrific is occurring around them. So most just circle around the car gawking at the pleasant red color trickling down the car's glass. Some raise their hands to cover their mouths but at least one of them has the common sense to grab a phone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater rests the bow across his chest. \"Can't help you. I left my pack in the Jeep. Too busy herding you safely here to remember to pick it up.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(Directed into the phone) Pobble pauses. Looking around maybe. \"Jarvis.. and College?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "meth-sulfate mix hitting your spine. The thick man's in his plush chair in much the same", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah they did,\" she asides to Hiro, her voice quiet and contained, possessed of the strangest calm. \"Suit yourself, just don't blame me ..\" Already embalmed there's no gore, no blood when Penny slides the knife through the remaining tissue at the base of the skull. Carefully she presses until she can 'see' with the knife what she was looking for. Retracting the knife slowly, something not flesh and not bone begins to issue forth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold seems oblivious to your reaction, and nods as he looks around. \"Hope they come soon, and get you inside. You look cold.\" he says innocently, looking back to you and smiling warmly in return to your forced smile.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The floor is on fire but Keene, we're sure, is very handy with the ice bucket and the making damp of things on fire. She gets one hand free and delivers a punch to his little monkey mouth. Nobody should treat monkeys like that; it's inhumane. Wait'll PETA hears about this one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny keeps Hiro close, her fingers sinking deep into arm-tissue, keeps him from breaking her in half. She asides to him, mouth more or less occluded by the bulging rim of his glasses, \"It's Pobs, did a thing and\" Hiro can feel whatever kind of gesture she makes. Something that signifies this thing can not be helped or sorted. \"We uh.. \" indicating Abel \"just met.\" And to put a point on it, a wad of cash and business card tumbles out of the disarray of other-dress and gathered coat in Penny's arms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With the beer secure in the passenger seat, Tom pulls on his safety belt. Makes sure the damn thing is extra tight, adjusted correctly, his seat isn't loose, the steering column is tilted to best prevent injury... once he's satisified that his mirrors are in a state of relative symmetry, he starts the car and begins to pull away. Pressing the play button on his CD player, he tries to sink into the relaxing sounds of a Phil Collins CD that came with the car. As he mouths the words to Su-su-sudio, he does his best to put the whole awful event out of mind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene, having attended to that particular matter, then turns his attention to Jescya. \"Hello,\" he directs to her. \"I believe we have met before?\" He puts out his hand to shake, perhaps in a peace-making gesture.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In any case, a faint, blurry image springs up seconds after she turns it on. Toronto natives will recognize it as the downtown financial center. Hiro and Daisy -- or, rather, Hiro and Daisy shaped blurs -- are gathered around a junction box next to a traffic light. They appear to be mumbling to each other, but the microphone only picks up static and distant honking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano tilts his head a little, \"Okay..\" he trails off, \"Antigone took my punch before I could finish it.\" he sighs looking over to Penny, \"I'm not sure there is coffee I don't drink any.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allen waves off the proffered helmet, not seeming to be overly concerned. \"Must not have been very good blowjobs then.\" he says as he waits for her to mount the bike, then swings up on the back of the seat and drapes an arm around her waist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dunno. Think Cally should take them on with her Gundam suit.\" Snide? Hiro's got snideness in surplus. He takes a killing drag on his cigarette, before leaning sideways to crush it out on the bench.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton peers at you for a second, like you're out of your fucking mind, then with a sigh, bends over again, his joints protesting. Grabs a hold of your wrists and leans back, trying hard to stay upright.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yer Star, would I know him... and you gonna finish soon?\" Compton says standing next to the pool table Jesse is playing solo on, \"Otherwise I'm goin for a round.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> \"I am looking for Mr. Keene or his colleagues. I need to talk to one of them.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Somthings wrong. The polaroids arn't developing. Compton starts swearing under his breath, makes a couple adjustments, and lines back up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says \"Coffee.\" one more time for good measure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse's invisble friend has tagged along on this Invisible outing. Although his contact to the skinlands is AWOL tonight, he couldn't resist tagging along as the chaos that follows is always entertaining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "experiences. Things are relatively more quiet other nights, but there is", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca gives a bow of her head towards Keene, and looks towards his hand. It takes her a moment but she does take his hand, \"Yes, we have.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus pages: The spirits are fleeing the area. It is like the big machine is", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey has left. Pobble takes Dave the Monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre shifts where he stands, looking towards Daisy as she speaks. He adjusts his satchel so that it hangs mostly over his back. Hiro drops SETUP: READ ME!.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The shifting of muscle and pigment is inaudible as he depresses portions of his skull that cause his skin to convulse. It feels right strange, but he's done it before. Cash, looking down at the dead dregs of humanity, slowly takes on the appearance of the failed criminal. Skin darkens, bones adjust. Within seconds, he's the shvatsa.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui 's hand stills in note taking for a moment as she raises it to next gain the attention of Jonah for th epurpose of speaking. Her amber eyes focus upon Abel as she listens otherwise quietly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You return IC ... You open the double doors and head out into the open, rolling fields beyond. Rolling Fields", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacob pauses still, his hand resting on his cup as he offers once more, \"Are you sure?\" his tone implying she should be totaly before he will budge any.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim arrives from the south. Jim has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake thinks for a bit then comments, \"Who's Daddy Frank?\" Jesse shrugs again, returning to his slow, gloved scratching at the length of his arm. \"Dunno. His name came up in conversation a couple times. Thought he was the competition.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary gives the linked up computers a curious look, as she makes her way over to perch herself on the edge of one of the beds. \"It's not that bad,\" she says, trying to be kind, perhaps. \"I've seen worse, anyway.\" She sets her bag down - having stuffed her sketchbook back into it while exiting - and looks back to you. \"So... can I start by asking what Mr. Browne told you, exactly?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "the first time around. She shimmies up, and drops over the edge.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro's set moves on; his vibe seemed a little harshed by the brief interaction with Conelly, but he settles back into the music after a few minutes; harshing a transition, near the beginning, with a slightly off-set beat. He corrects the mistake quickly enough, however; taking a break from the tables to palm something from his bag, and wash it down with liquid from one of the plastic cups. \"He's our chemist,\" he replies, shoulders rolling. \"You'd know'm if you saw'm. He's got this crazy blue pigtail thing goin' on.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane comes in off the street following the rich aroma of coffee. Jane has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And they dance. Those fuckers dance like angels on the head of a pin. All at once and without end, arms in the air. Groups of seven and seven and seven colliding, reforming, rolling into eachother and sliding like mercury.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy is in a primordial wilderness. Concrete totems rise up around her. The man in front of her is a duck-billed lumbering thing, and she does double-dutch over his swinging tail to avoid it. Needle-nosed pliers twist, warp, and deform in her hand, and eventually disappear entirely if not held in her peripheral vision. She has not dropped them, but their reality is, regardless, uncertain.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You're here,\" Daisy continues, \"because Chase Kettle is dead. He died ... well, he died to save the Invisible College from monsters we don't quite understand. But. I mean. There --\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "How does one express truth and beauty simeltaneously? One shaves one's", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Just out of hearing of the guard, the voice says, 'Fucking nark.' and coughs quietly then returns to silence. Then coughs again. Smoke splutters from the room-side hole in the box to accompany the bhroncial issues.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater just keeps puffing away. Soon his eyes aren't looking at anything within a thousand miles of here. He's not much fun now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He'll find a willing subject, and Cash will accompany the gangster without abandon. A funeral march of sorts. Dead man walking. But this is Cash's game. And if there's a coffin in that alley, it doesn't belong to the wandering Jew.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton simply nods and turns Holiday way, \"So, ya'd eat 'em eh?\" he says.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano looks over towards the man, \"I told you to depart..\" his words drip of venom as he makes his way though the room over towards his bed he coups down as if picking something up, \"No.. your going to stay.. I'm not a KID!\" he screams, \"I've tried being nice.. ooooh but you don't want that. You want the darkness well now your going to deal with it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Penny. Go in to the bag (the one he brought in with him, that everyone hadn't noticed until now), and pass me the gloves.\" Compton instructs quickly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "spell Pobs is. Some sweat beading upon his shaved scalp and gum chewing to some internal", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The Weaver is firmly in control here. Even that feeble plant-life that can survive the choke-hold of steel-reinforced cement slabbing is dying fast. Dark, nebulous mist creeps across the ground, seeming almost alive as it drifts across the vacant lot. Glowing eyes peer out of crevices, poisonous colors that speak of potential Wyrm-taint.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Quickly, boy,\" she murmurs. \"There's not much time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: Jeff rolls for Initiative: wits + dex + 1d10 -> 11 Tex arrives from the north. Tex has arrived. //.etro: Imogen rolls \"8\" at diff 6 For a total of 1 success(es).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[Ed. Note: Cheerios, cocaine and lsd: The Breakfast of Champions]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And in the meantime... Penny's looped the juice pitcher up in her other hand while no one's looking. Casually she starts walking toward the main hallway again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin ahs softly, \"He had some sort of implant then? And you guys were taking it out to send it back to the person who gave it to him?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Over her body is a long, once thick black cloak with a hood. The cloak flows over her body to the ground, dangling just a bit off of the ground exposing a bit of the shoes she wears and dingy gray socks. The cloak catches on the slight curves of her body but hardly enough to bring them to more attention.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged (blind) Alex and Abel with 'Huge energy centered around Penny as she makes a move toward the head.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex pours out the content of the envelope on the floor, leaves of some kind, and then tosses away the envelope. He seems about to say something, but when Hiro speaks he just shrugs instead.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And, of course, travel will do this to you. A trans-Atlantic flight is a very", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "impressive wing of Eaton's department store. Eaton's stands as a direct", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "John blinks at the giant clusterfuck as he approaches down the street. He slips into an alley and moves through it as best he can toward the fire without being seen. The man blinks his eyes and they change colour briefly before taking on their normal blue. They are still somehow... different. He moves toward the crowd now quietly, keeping an eye out for something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tranced out in between lyrics she says something that sounds like \"to be loved\" or \"to be most beloved\" mumbling about the season, the aeon, the darkness and desire passing. Like a scratched cd jumps around in the track, the groove of conversation is lost. A jumble of mixed up words and thoughts, burning down the cigarette is the only aide - each drag breaking up what she says so that each phrase makes sense. \"He said there's no such thing as sin,\" repositioning herself to see and speak to you, uncoiled, the stutter of metal and glass when she turns her head \"that's it's all apostelic, mysogynist bullshit.\" As she leans, there's a sound, like sticky tape pulling apart from the skin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene nods to Compton. \"I always mess up his name,\" he mutters, then sits down once his turn has seemingly passed. He either didn't hear or isn't going to answer Jet's question.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I've already been,\" Alyx replies brightly to Compton. \"Mr Browne is a lovely host, you know. I can really reccomend the place, and yes, I'll tag along.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The dead have very few liberties, and thus few libritarians. Flay has a chip on his corpus when it comes to people in uniforms, 'The Man' so to speak. Seeing the growing confrontation starting to form between this nights entertainment and the bastion of the status quo he moves between them. Of cource being incoporeal and trapped beyond a veil of disbelife it would not seem to do anyone any good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You're back.\" Stunned, Penny has to squint out of the sun just to get a better look. Like the hat and profile isn't enough to convince her what she's seeing is real. \"I need a drink. Don't think that hotel bar's still open.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus seems lost in the party, watching everyone intently. He moves over toward one of the unopened crates, popping it open and sorting through the stuff. He laughs, softly, while in the box.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The film is no longer Zapruder's. It's less grainy. More professional. It depicts a dissection table: a heavy surgical light hangs overhead, casting the theatre in sharp-edged shadows. Four surgeons surround a corpse; Kennedy's, you presume.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks at Alex and back at Penny. He hesitates but doesn't leave either. He stays back and out of the way though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A narrow sideways look at the film canister; Hiro tugs his own cigarette free from the pack, fits it between his lips, and lights it in a distinctly unladylike manner. Women tuck their elbow in when they light a cigarette. He needs to work on his schtick, obviously.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "So, some foreign language. \"Olhe a menina, mim no sabem que tipo do modelo voc pensa que eu sou, mas eu vi o que voc apenas l. E eu no penso que engraado... ou atrativo.\" Whatever that means.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny deadpans \"Funny. Just big enough to cover,\" she turns away and the bathroom door gets propped open on her shoulder blades. Nimble fingers tug up the shirt where only she can see \"bout three inches,\" her voice bouncing off the bathroom walls. \"C'mon, it's making a mess'a me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Gwennyth watches Catherine a moment, but doesn't respond. Maybe she doesn't", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smiles and shakes her head, smirking a little..\"So.. Viktor...did you go on the rescue mission? I mean..no-one has told me exactly who all went..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pimply manager from behind the counter, starts shooting annyoyed looks at the rear of the establishment. Comptons already had a run in with him, and the pencil-necked twerp would ove nothing more than to have an excuse to have the cops called in on him. The acrid smell comming from the area is most likely what's tipping him off. Unfortunatly there's a fre back there, and he can't just go throwing people out. It might be that skaggy looking biker bitch after all.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man wheels the case into the center of the room, orienting it up on its side using the handle. He smacks the handle against the ground, driving it into two conveniently available holes to keep it moored in place.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia seeing Abel and Rhiamon smiles and waves to them both. She stops just behind Abel listening in on the current topic of conversation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The business of setting up the table again is Penny's alone. There isn't even one empty mug or bottle for her to bug the waitress about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally cocks her head and smiles. \"So. what's up\"?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus is severely running out of steam. They will take you to the station, give you tickets, and get your names and address and hten let you go.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Want some?\" he offers his now suspect cup of fluid to the 'King'. Comptons eyes have become somewhat glassy in the last few minutes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "But they're not here tonight. So Eddie allows his gaze to drift once this is noted.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny ohs, maybe making a mental note. Studying Tal, intent on his staff, his posture, she brings a knee up, readjusting her position on the floor. Hooking an elbow around it, she rests her head, a dark bloodied palm-print left on the black jeans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze watches Millia, his head canted to one side with amused interest as his eyes follow the glowing lights, \"You wouldn't happen to have more of those would you?\" he asks just loud enough to be heard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Now. Turn it over and litter the shroud with safe passage, enlightenment and sacrafice.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "away from it as soon as he's done scooping up his ill-gotten loot. How is that people like Hiro always seem to be loitering in arcades? Strung out, collar up, shoulders forward, head down. He's gnawing on a thumbnail, feet fixed on the ground a foot (maybe two - well inside her personal bubble) from Daisy, lackluster eyes fixed on the lurid luminescence of a flickering street-fighting game.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"There ain't nothin' to fear,\" she says, maybe to Chase's apparition, maybe to Penny. \"There ain't nothin'. There ain't nothin'. The grave sings to us.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex doesn't bother to answer Penny's question and his eyes don't move either. In fact, he doesn't move much at all.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Penny lets go of your hand and oh-oh-ohs, nodding \"Mister B.\" Really that's all she'll say about that. Best to keep as much under-wraps as possible is basically always Penny's policy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "St Lawrence Seaway. There are always ships from the USA and a couple from", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I don't usually smoke cigarettes, but I'll make an exception for political gain.\" Tom grabs it with a smooth gesture of thumb and forefinger, flipping it and letting the butt rest between slightly parted lips. Palms the zippo, flips it open again. A quick gesture of his thumb across the flint-wheel. Flame", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marion glances up from her paper and looks over at the counter person and smiles, tshe stands up and goes back over and hands thecup back and makes hand signs.. which the counter girl returns. She laughs at some extra handsigns she makes and nods. \"Oh yes. It does take that many to screw in a lightbulb.\" she winks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And we wouldn't want to compromise your valuable ass-shaking job,\" drones Hiro, this time through teeth which are more gritted than fixed in a grin. That smile widened. It didn't work very well. \"You ever try some cuntish bullshit like that 'gain, we c'n have our next bit'f dialogue in the certamen circle, you catch my drift.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods and waits. \"Of Course.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Appearantly Alex isn't about to leave. He remains seated on the stool, elbow leaning on the workbench. He seems totally unfazed by what Penny is doing or is planning on doing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 2 success(es). [OOC] Someone says \"Sorry. ].[ I'd meant to save that... pose order and all...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca looks over towards Hiro, and then Keene. She speaks softly, \"Hopefully, this time you will not end up causing a disturbance at Overdrives Alley.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The door whips open, and a beaker flies out. There seems to be some kind of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That should alert his homies that the task is done, and when gangster runs out the alley clutching rocks and tucking away a piece, it's a good indication the white junkie will never be coming out of that alley again. The shot was placed close enough to the gangsta's face that he should be unrecognizable to forensics.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave panicks and scoots out of sight. He's seen Penny at her shrieking, terrorizing worst, he knows better than to stick around.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sandled feet whisper about the edges of the gathering as Kasui unobtrusively takes a few fluid paces forwards. Pausing again, she focuses upon the screen for a few moments and shakes her head noncommittaly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold walks north to Eglinton. Griswold has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny waits there like a kid looking for cookies. \"Hurry up with that. Don't want anything sneakin'.. \" Penny on the lookout. She's watching everything. \"Come on already.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"-- and they're the same cold, stupid old men that run the Chorus. And they're the same cold, stupid old men that run the Union and keep anyone, everyone, from getting getting that connection. Well, fuck children. /Fuck/ children, you stupid mick bitch. They're getting stomped out faster in every generation, and the fucking old men will win no matter how hard you try, because they're smarter than any of us -- smarter than anyone who still cares.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Snip. Snip. Snip.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble nods slowly, taking a bite from the dripping bread and half smiling appreciatively. Settling back he retains a pensive look, twisting the loaf fragment between his fingers. \"I see.\" he murmers distractedly, again lapsing into silence as he tries to figure you out and not seeming to make much progress. \"What about me makes you curious then?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In the usual Invisible manner Compton raises his right hand in a hang loose sign, before pointing to the left with his index and middle fingers, \"Breaking even.\" he retorts before shrugging his way out of the coat and turfing it on a nearby bench.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Up or down?\" asks Keene, watching the ice cream scene. A month later Penny responds, chin resting on folded hands", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia arrives from the west. Millia has arrived. Millia walks under the archway and enter the gardens. Millia has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says \"Okay, well - the magick part: Matter/Spirit spell. Looking to capture images of the matter and ephemera inside the lot. Going to take 5 picutres. Results depending on the rolls I guess.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui extends her arms to her sides and lets her glow sticks wrap about her wrists as she stops moving for a moment. Heading off to one side, actually where the presents were placed as it seems a safe place, she quickly strips off her trenchcoat, wrapping what seems to be shaped like a sword beneath it and then tosses her sweater atop that. She then, letting the stringed glowsticks whirl from her hands again, dances a slowly flowing path back to Millia and Jess, falling back into rhythm with them now that she is considerably less burdened than before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy's eyes narrow. Daisy's lips press together into a thin colourless line. Daisy's nostrils flare.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah's nod. He returns the gesture politely, then lights up the cigarette with his usual black Zippo. Meanwhile, with his other hand, he starts writing on his legal pad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Evenin' awl.\" he murmers in a sterotyped british policeman manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "watching me.\" He makes a scissor-cutting motion with index and middle fingers;", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene is sitting on a bench next to Hiro. They are apparently talking smack about somebody by the character of their voices and their expressions. Keene, when Hiro doesn't capitalize on his offer of the flask, takes a swig, caps it and puts it away. \"No, no, it gets better,\" he says. \"Not only does she just /hope/ to make things happen, but she's gotta play a game of Mother May I with her God damned Avatar.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Anupra eventually reaches the bar, sliding up onto a barstool and ordering a glass of cola from the barman. Anyone close enough could easily pick out the southern twang to her accent, her request delivered with a warm smile for the server.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The moment of weakness, the break in her cadence, only lasts for a moment. Choking back tears, she continues:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Then by the time they've reached the proverbial 'other side', Eddie's aware this isn't a chance encounter. Nothing but a flaming infant falling from the sky could make him run right now; it's too early for that kind of physical exertion. However, once aboard the next concrete curb, one of the puffy orange headphones' are removed from his ear. This of course will allow him to converse in an audible and effective manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble still holds out the strange smelling smoke in Chase's direction. He hasn't moved, and while the stick has burned down its still longer than a regular cigarette. The man is glued to the void, tears rolling down his cheeks and a look of intense sadness on his face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Without turning his attention away from the television, Hiro lays a hand on Penny's shoulder; gives it a wordless squeeze. The single record continues to spin silently behind him, the tactile bassline going through a subtle shift in tone; from merely trippy, to something more alien - darker.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel walks out of the Hole in the hill, carrying his Guitar. He seems to have a bounce to his step and a rather dopey, thoughtful smile on his face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"He moves in mysterious ways.\" they said. Pobble shrugs, bringing up his apparently unbroken knees and hugging them against the cold, with fists clenched as not to bloody the material. His coat shifts in the wind, patterns forming and unforming in the shag of the fur.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A new games for the kids, offered by a gold toothed interloper. But no one's playing it seems. Either the younglings' about are too young this brand of chance, or they've got street smarts enough to smell a hook. Fortunately, there's always a sucker in the bunch. No matter how small the street traffic, no matter how savvy the audience, there's always someone who thinks they can", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You slip between two columns and through the Gate. A Dark Cave", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander let's his gaze sweep past you. Only to return to you along with the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He takes his cigarette out of his mouth and gestures with it, ash trickling off the end. \"If I were to only wish my desires onto the world, I would be destroyed from the inertia of reality alone, and rightfully so. A timid Hermetic is one that was poorly raised. Virtue for lack of strength is not virtue: it is only when you have the power, the Will to do good or ill that virtue can be seen.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "and disappears among them. It is definitely headed toward downtown. The buzz", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The lack of light here is both spiritual and physical, a heavy black sticky miasma that clings to any living thing that visits. Only the occasional dim light of a fire-spirit, dancing weakly and oh-so-futilely ever cuts through the gloom and reveals the litter-strewn expanse of a place forgotten by humanity and controlled by the Weaver.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sorry ma'am.\" the big guy says mollifying, \"He's a fucked up lil junk whore. Just ignore him.\" he's saying this towards Jane, and not the dozing Alyx whose missing all the fun as usual.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's going to tell the technocrats that Mages exist? That'll be interesting new developments for them eh..\" says Dave Monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She wears white fabric wrapped badly, like a toga. She is skin and bones. This is not the look of a healthy young woman - there's hollowness, spaces waiting to be filled. Around her arms are tattoos in india ink - words and phrases in a language not known to many or at all. Her feet are covered in the same manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah twists a long lock of unnatural red hair between her fingers. \"If you say so.\" she mumbles. She brushes the end of the hair over her cheek as she toys with it. She settles back down cross legged at the base of the table and looks at everyone like she's Alice in Wonderland and they're hookah smoking catterpillars.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah seems to wish to add something, looking back to Cally. \"Miss Grant, just keep in mind that the Technocracy will likely respond to the Traditions as a whole, and not just to those responsible. Therefore, any harm that comes on anyone outside of your Cabal, should you choose to perform your actions in such a way that causes a response, will fall on your shoulders.\" He glances to Alyx. \"Miss Davian.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene accepts the joint and takes a long toke. As he exhales, he speaks. \"Well, she didn't like that in the least, so a verbal confrontation broke out. Unfortunately, Daisy has little knowledge of practical rhetoric, and Pobble ... well, the man is a genius in the laboratory, but he too does not debate.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The white ball slams in to the assembled mass of other balls sending them careening about the tattered felt. Three go down. 2, 5, & 10.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence looks surprised at that news, looking away from the swift Penny back to Viktor. \"You don't? You can't stay at the estate?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel holds his hands up defensively as the scissors snapp at him. \"Sure.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Harrison is standing by the entrance to the hallway. He spins around at the sound of the door opening.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "corner, next to the bar, is a door marked 'Staff Only'. Opposite it, on the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel arrives from the forward doors. Abel has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny gives Daisy the scissor in between some complicated gesture, her thumb and pinky fingers spread out. Kicking the door off the roll of plastic, she holds it open.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "shit. Friends of friends and that. Not that he knows Penny at all ether.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She looks down the street again, briefly. It could be interpretted as a flinch; it is not a genuine gesture. The metal and glass tied in her hair make a faint clinking like china touching crystal; gradual clatter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "snaps again. \"Like she wanted to do that. Girl was crazy. Loved her, but she was", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac grunts and takes the camera. \"Your the damn reporter, you should be doing this.\" Still, he makes sure to get a snapshots of the strange flames coming from the store, the helpers, and any apparent damage caused while standing back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater grumbles about the damned machines destroying the art of storytelling. Yeesh. Lighten up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro pages Abel, Penny, Alex, and Connelly: The air is atingle. -_-", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano quickly shakes his head, \"You can't go inside my room..\" he trals off, \"My father would be really upset.\" he sighs taking a bite of the bagel talking with a full mouth, \"You really shouldn't just knock on people's rooms you know.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "bar. Scavenger inspecting a bit of luck.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "regular basis. Her hair is long, reaching to about mid-back, its hue a rich", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene opens back up his notebook, activating Word. He starts to work on processing a document. \"Go to sleep, Penny,\" is his advice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori is already here, picking at a piece of bread that was set before her when she was seated. She seems a wee bit spacey... But otherwise mostly all right. There's a coke in front of her since she couldn't produce the necessary ID. Of course, you won't be able to see this until you get to where the table is in view.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That answers my question,\" says Keene, figuring out quickly what Daisy is doing. \"We're supposed to be attached to the Forces realm, after all, so there should be enough oomph for that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Anupra mmhmms, chuckling quietly at Standingwater's response. \"If you say so,\" she agrees pleasently. \"Don't feel too stupid or dumb myself, but maybe I'm just deluded.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A dead-black jacket of some synthetic material reminiscent of kevlar: high collar, long sleeved, and designed -- obviously -- for the female form. The logo, stencilled across the back, is a yellow and black 'electric hazard' symbol: paired with the slogan: \"NO CONTACT\". The collar, however, is broad enough to reveal the sailor's blouse beneath, along with the red necktie tied in an elaborate bow. His skirt is just shy of knee-length, checkered green and black plaid, and -- despite the knee-socks -- neatly reveals the fact that he has failed to shave for this role. The patent leather mary jane shoes almost top it all off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Amidst the conflagration of scent, the beaker smashes. So does its counterpart.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And fer you, sugah?\" Where the shit did she get a southern accent up here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene thins his lips. Now he's serious, or putting on the act thereof. \"So what do they specialize in?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny starts to shrug out of the leather jacket inches at a time, menaced by its sleeves and her side. Still low in the chair, she looks at her hand under the table, wipes it to the bottom no doubt across a sea of olf gum and gunk.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton trudges in. All sodden and mucky from his extra-dimensional splunkering to get here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble seems relieved, but stares at Connelly blankly. \"That is fucked.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton lines up for a bank shot, trying to sink the 13 & 14 balls in the corner and center pockets respectively. Misses of cource, but it was a nice idea. \"Fuck\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That'd be cool.\" The old guy says, turning and retriving his shirt he starts to redress himself. \"I'll give ya call.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim gets down to some /serious/ drinking, taking both the bourbon and the scotch in quick succession. Apparently, in an attempt to murder his liver.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse is on his feet the moment the word 'balless' clear Akiko's lips. Drawing himself to his full height. Rolling out of his seat and flowing upright to, well, loom. Menace, threat, and the certain presence of jailhouse violence in the angles of his stance as he stares down at Akiko, his head listing slowly first one way and then the other, as though his assessment of her might change, given the rotation of his neck.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Three pistons, yeah,\" hefting the box into your hands, shimmeying it to fit just so \"but no get up and move, y'know? It's kind of a fa\" Glancing to your hands, briefly \"family car. Sensible, safe. Economical,\" these things she says with the kind of animosity only a real driving enthusiast could harbor for those kinds of qualities \"but where's the /fun/.\" Penny grins, all teeth, mostly to herself eyeing the box of books casually, packing the trunk with the rest of her purchases.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He puffs on his cigarette, looking evenly at the foreign gentleman. \"That I have not sounded the general alarm indicates that I have a small measure of trust in others. Said measure is all I have left after my experiences elsewhere in which several of my friends and colleagues were murdered without cause. Therefore, I would appreciate at least a small measure of patience from you? It is not as if I am asking you for anything more than a very basic statement about who you are and what you are interested in.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "from this way. She's not gonna climb it..though she probably would get over. Or maybe she -does- know how to climb. For Mary pauses again, regathering", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess reaches into the purse and grabs a red glowstick on a string and a blue one for her other hand, not nearly good enough for two strings yet. She starts to giggle uncontrollably now at Tal and calls over the music \"Cheater\" but it is entirely good natured though she seems to be having trouble to stop giggling. She starts to twirl the one on the string getting it ripping before focusing enough to cause her other hand to twirl the blue light in a pattern. This she seems to have practiced as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "in the shadows. It's a grim, dreary place, this wreckage of a building, always", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC> Hiro mocks Penny. OOC> Penny says \"\"Ah crap. Well. There you have it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor responds with a slight bow and says, \"Deseann, but call me Viktor. If you had asked me yet a week before, I might ask you to be formal, but fate has decided that I shouldn't.... Anyways, thats not important nor likely interesting to you two.\" He looks and addresses only Shen and Cole. \"Welcome, I suppose. I'm not sure why Cadence has brought you here, but I'm sure it was with good reason.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "One step. Then another until there's a better distance. The traffic of other groups of people seem to be unconciously giving wide berth to this immediate square of pavement. Wind blew the trash just then or the light changed and those people have opted for the other way afterall - and on occassion one or two still pitched onward look back over their shoulders. They look at Penny because she dropped a pile of tobacco on the ground and hasn't moved, they look because she can't stop staring at you, they look because she hasn't covered up as they have to shield herself from the weather and her nose is running and her eyemakeup is smeared.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel blinks in confussion and then has to laugh, but it is short lived as the second explossion hits... \"i.. I was talking to the child Mat...\" she sighs and then shakes her head. \"nar mind.. is going to be ok. come on hurry .. hurry we do nah need to take more damamge", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Milk from the pointer/spoon drips across the floor and rolls back under the chair in twin fingers. A badly laid foundation is no surprise in this part of town. Penny slips her other arm out of the coat and starts turning the cards so they all face the same direction. \"After I saw you in the gardens I ran into him.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The time of dragons and the stone tower on the hill has passed, Doctor. The past cannot be made again; not only do the Sleepers not want any such thing, but ultimately neither do we.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel frowns. \"Are those Chases or did someone else put them there?\" He looks a little sick.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke shrugs as he looks at the woman. \"Maybe they were just being thorough.. shotgun approach or something like that.\" he points at the Happy Halloween card and the hand written inscription 'Do you dream?' \"Looks like some of them are even personalized.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We have a m'fockin system. Hand-tooled and digitally mastered. Synchronized with the music of the spheres. We can produce a bassline that sounds like Jupiter, and you want a sony motherfucking boombox.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Heaven is nearly a mirror image of Hell. Ivory-stemmed electric candles featuring white lights cast a warm, steady glow around the perimeter where a collection of comfortable sofas and chairs can be found. Two large television screens hang from high on the walls, scenes of televangelists and religious congregations flickering between images of nude bodies entwined in rhythmic coupling. Four pearly, corinthian columns rest majestically, one in each corner, and the floor is covered with gold dust and the white feathers of Heaven's chosen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton disassembles his cue and packs it away. Then dons his heavy coat, \"Common, we'll go find god-man. He'll fix you up.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James comes out of the Wrought Iron Gate. It slides closed behind him. He looks around, smiling to himself as he spots Compton. Checking his pockets he begins moving towards the older man.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny ohs! like there was something extremely important that was supposed to happen much, much earlier in the evening. \"Daze, listen hold up wait, wait\" tugging the girl back over to a table near the front. Or whatever. In between biker and bouncer glares, Penny reaches into the deep trench-coat-pocket and pulls out a folded newspaper clipping \"We should definitely do this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey points his cigar at the new arrival and says \"Whotchoo looking at slag. Fack off issit?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Should smoke like you drink, always in good company,\" implying that yacht clubs aren't, that she is. The authority in her slightly drawled words is a fabrication, alcoholic in origin and deliverance. She slouches further out of the wind, making a buffer of her shoulder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah c'mon man,\" one shoves. \"Yeah yeah, let's go already.\" \"Man,\" the third complains \"this shit's old.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene stares in numb horror at the screen as Hiro and Daisy bring about several traffic accidents and general carnage. He knows enough about their modus operandi to know what they did, and how. He groans, putting his head in his hands, yet continues to smoke. He does this a lot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Starbucks manager says, \"Sir? Please calm down, she's only doing her job.\" The pimply manager states. Instantly taking her side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Now that was a bit on the weird side. Doctor Steve looks suitably disorientated as he spins about in the cave, slightly stupid looking grin crawling its way onto his lips. \"Groovy..\" he murmers..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan nods before commenting, \"Probably, he does seem to know everyone in the city.\" Ryan points in Penny's direction before commenting, \"Well, besides her.\" He wences at Penny's shouting, a slightly concerned look crossing his face before he accelerates and pulls up alongside the woman. \"Um...did you want a ride as well, miss? You seem a bit upset and lost,\" Ryan says before he adds, \"And...um...wounded.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre looks between the four of them, then shakes his head, saying, \"Well... I pass on the rest of this conversation and will head on out. I believe that this has devolved.\" He directs his floating ball of soft light over towards the fields and the cave exit. \"Good eve...\" And then he walks on off towards the exit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton retrives a satchel from the back seat along with Penny, and gives her an an annoyed look, \"Quit yer bitchin, a'right?\" he gruffly returns to Penny. The satchel is bulky and looks to weight about half of what Penny does. Looking serious and burdened.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say \"How about we call it even and you go make chumps of the tourists,\" nodding up the block during the departure from the english language, coming back around with \"y'know that way, Eddie.\" The name spoken like a taunt. Whatever you said it didn't register on her radar of things to get offended by and she's on a tear all", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre replies, \"Well, not breathing is normal, if you aren't alive.\" He pauses, then suggests, \"If, however, we're talking about you and me, I would be alarmed. If you're saying I shouldn't be alarmed because you throw up regularly, that only alarms me more.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Akiko Snorts and and hops off her stool walking for the exit \" Fuck this place and this shit, no problem I was talking to nothing. \" she complete ignores jesse he's beyond her notice now as she saunters towards the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dr Steve smiles, sadly. As if an act of simple kindness had destroyed the world. A slight nod, and a gentle squeeze of Pen's hand. He then leads her to the library in silence. There is an air of resignation about his motions when close to Penny, his wasted features growing sadder still.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana turns her back to the bar, tearing her gaze off Hiro at the same time. A couple of drunks play pool nearby, and she watches them, without actually paying attention. Her mirth is gone, once again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The fluid disapears in to Comptons coffee. With but a short undulating of the surface as if it's being stirred from below, it look absolutly like it did before. The old guy picks up his cup , and takes a sip. Smiling for the first time since he's been here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny makes great strides towards the crater's edge, bee-lining from the novus in a hurry and a half. Along the way she caps a pen, yanks out a hat from her bag and winds a scarf around her neck.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton's head pops back out of the fridge, the pompom on the hat flipping around moronically, \"Yeah, somewhere. Gimme a sec.\" and the closes the door with two beers in his hand and starts to pat down his parka with the other one looking for the square lump. Finding it he extracts two smokes and makes his way over to the stairs, stopping by Hapzbah to make a 'Got a light?' hand motion.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You push through the glass doors and leave the Holiday Inn. Downtown - Spadina and King W(#257RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Peter glances again towards Eddie, curious an then up to Mel again. He nods a bit, and says, \"Might be dangerous, you know. But good luck.\" He smiles again. He opens up his laptop once more, but doesn't start typing right away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Can do,\" says Keene. He walks over to Penny and gives him one of his cigarettes, even going as far as to light her with his black Masonic-logo Zippo. \"I have no mad Flambeau skills to blow shit up. We can't ask the loa to help us because they don't want to go anywhere near it. I don't see us having a lot of options internally.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze waits until Tal has finished and then speaks himself, \"I, Shinketsu Kaze, lead the Cabal Dharma's Tear. Both of my Kohai, Mizuno Kasui and Tian Shi Chou are also members.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Its just.. You wondered why Jesus thought it were so bad. He was going to get back up fighting in 3 days, back in heaven. Was no loss right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene sits silently, having no immediate reaction to Standingwater's proposal. He puffs on his cigarette, gaze tracking to Alex for a few seconds before looking back to the native. \"Let's assume for a moment,\" says Keene, \"that such a thing was even feasible in this heavily urbanized area. What purpose would it serve?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy flicks the cherry of her cigarette with the tip of her fingernail until it finally gutters out and pockets the butt. \"Fuckin' butter,\" she acknowledges, turning to face the door next to her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan frowns as Penny begins to walk away, but he does address Millia as he asks, \"So, things look to be pretty much in order here. Did you want a ride somewhere?\" Yep, Ryan seems to be running the blue-green taxi service as of late.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton circles around to Jesse and his beer, but stops when he catches Jesse's look, and gazes back the way he's looking. Adding his own considerable glare.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Penny says \"It's what little boys say to little girls when they've been kicked out of the club-house. Come on, Mary\" Penny levels pretty quickly \"A parrot you are not.\" She rests her chin on folded forearms across the back of the chair. Head tilted just-so.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro snaps the top of the sound console down, checks the power, and begins to switch the remainder of his equipment on. There's a lot more there than just the turntables and mixer -- small black boxes with small knobs and softly glowing LCD screens. \"Five till takeoff, Daisy,\" he announces, examining his watch again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Move down. Good term, haveta remember that one..\" says Dave turning to examine the setup once more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Banannas?\" asks Dave quietly, scampering about the gear. Dr Pobble stands by the door, facing a wall and apparently thoroughly engaged by it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Plus it likes this batch. Amped the frequency.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar, Escalus nods. To me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia gets a look of worry across her features looking at the handprint. From the vehicle a soft humming is heard, as she takes hold of her pendant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake nod and seems to think about what jesse said. Alot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac looks at him weirdly and shrugs. \"Your money, I guess... What's got you in such a happy mood?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I know,\" Cadence agrees quietly. \"I had half hoped you wouldn't look. I enjoyed your optimism.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oh come on,\" Hana says, turning back to Compton. \"I don't think he's even got a mountain to climb.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton with no thought to how odd this is starting to look, dons the Ether Goggles making him look truely absurd. Maybe if it wasn't for the shirt he'd be okay, but that's just not the way it is. Next he lines up the sights on the weird Polaroid-rifle thingy and points it out in to the Vacant Lot, getting as close to the fence as he can.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A wash of sound envelops the warehouse. The babel of a million disconnected voices, a million incomprehensible languages -- joined by the roar of the crowd. They are screaming; fists are raised; words loop back in on themselves, hidden microphone amplifying the screams, looping them over each other.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"If such a thing were possible, I would be against it. I will explain that momentarily.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The guard looks to the side, squinting back at the two of you. \"Did you say something?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene looks over towards Hiro and the incident. He snorts, grey-white smoke leaving his nose from his burning cancer stick, and returns his attention to Connelly. \"It's been real,\" he comments, \"but I should probably get my friend over there somewhere to have a nice lie-down before he hurts himself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny says \"Gideon Browne's firepower\" mulling that one over. \"He thinks he's gunning down the invisible man\" incredulous to the point of disbelief \".. and that's supposed to work how? And you think so, too? Where'd you meet this g..\" rubbing her temples. Taking a breath, Penny starts over \"He did forget to mention how you hooked up with him.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Rhiamon has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah finishes writing down the names, then lowers his pen. A glance is cast upon each individual, then to the group as a whole. \"Very well. We shall begins this meeting. The first item on the agenda is the formation of a central government for the new Chantry.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Beneath two stories, lies a basement with all the common amenities. However, it's been converted into a semi living space.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny is mapping out a lattice of tape. It looks like a net, the long lines of silver half stuck to the floor, criss-crossing. Fencing. On hands and knees Penny marks up the tape and starts pulling out tiny things from her pockets; copper wires, bay leaves, jet pebbles, bitter herbs. These things remain in a pile beside the near-complete sticky frame.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny grabs a washcloth and wipes down the doorway til it's back to white. She looks down at her own and fingers the edge of her shirt \"That's what came out of that Thing, made the screaming. It's not a *boob*, you boob. I..\" squinting at it, or the space where it is, \"..wonder. You remember that time we were in Jesse's place and he was talkin'some garbage about things taking their own form?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey gets up from tv and proffers his cigar to Pobble. The Doctor takes the cigar and has a puff, but also breathes out through the cigar. He quickly passes the thing back to the monkey, as if it were on fire. Dave grabs it and takes a quick draw, and to those unfamiliar with the act its as if someone had shot the little critter full of heroin. He falls back with a quiet 'Wheeee..'", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oh, one moment, Mr. Elison,\" Jonah says, \"I apologize. You may speak, Mr...?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "on the wall with a no-good-can-come-from-this look toward the ceiling. \"'Course I do,\" gravel for a voice, her eyes rolling that way - toward you, the noise and the door. \"Uch. It's up,\" Penny observes with some melodrama, some ill-will and takes a step to the left. Saving introductions for later, she", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A table at the back (#8) has 3 empty places. Jacob sits at a table talking with Mary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The building sits on an asphalt lot and is surrounded by a tall chainlink fence. Light poles on two, opposite, corners of the lot keep the area illuminated when it is dark outside.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A white t-shirt bears a black and red steer's head: ']D[' embossed in fixedsys font. Black cargo pants faded to grey collect around the tops of dingy white sneakers, many-zippered pockets cross-hatching the thighs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The corners of her lips tug upward at that. \"I am asking. You need name, you can call me Penni\". Said with complete unawares of the amusing little situation Fate has just set up, in regards to the names people have.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "vacant lot for the street. Downtown - Jarvis and Dundas(#131RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton nods over to Keene, getting his flask out for the umpteenth time. He says something to the man and nods at Jonah at the same time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, even if I were willing to climb that mountain, I wouldn't do it in a public bathroom.\" Her accent, once she gets to the r's, is clearly Japanese.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "here seems to be loud and rowdy, all of them drunk. Fistfights often break out", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene heads upstream, vanishing into the darkness beyond. Keene has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander looks slightly bothered. But just slightly. Brushing his hand once in a dismissive kind of motion over his jacket where the man touched him, he takes a wide step over the drunken patron. The waitress he spoke with just a moment ago is motions towards, and he takes a seat by the table opposite of Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Disguise is not Daisy's strong suit. Disguise is especially not Daisy's strong suit when amped to the gills on any number of high-grade disassociatives, entactogens, and stimulants. The best that can be said for her disguise -- which, to her credit, manages to resemble in most details an anonymous proletarian -- is that any passers-by will describe her eyes as being entirely black, when in fact they are brght blue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"First of all, Tal,\"Alex says turning toward the man,\"You are wrong about me not liking my former cabalmate. And second, Penny would not of had to come here, guns drawn, if there was any explaination as to what they were doing with Chase's head and body.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She touches her teacup, stirring the hot water inside, with a sugar-crusted spoon. Her mouth makes a long slurping sound when she sips and slouches further in the chair. Further in the background are the noises of plates being stacked.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Thank god Hana is fast on her feet. Sensing some sort of...something rising in Hiro, though it's not quite the expected eruption, she sidesteps, and just gets out of the way of that revolting stream. She keeps going, though, just for good measure, uttering a soft but articulate word in Japanese. \"Told you I wasn't his type,\" she says, flatly, to Compton.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Hi,\" she says, hand shooting out. \"'m Daisy Inscrutable. You got, like, a pen or something, 'cause I gotta sign something real quicklike.\" Already, Penny's tagging the side of the machine Mark's playing on. Whatever she's writing, clearly she's involved otherwise Daisy would've asked to borrow her marker, right?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stops his task. Looking down he scribbles one more item, then drops the pencil, letting it hang by its cord from the small pad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "-- and as Daisy pronounces 'the breast', the surgical table in the video rises up and spins, spilling its contents on the floor. The torso, all that remains of the President, falls onto the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From within the box, just a little way away there is a snorting sound. A long drawn out snorting. Then another. And a third.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano is actully in room159 though the door is wide open. //.etro: Mercutio will be joining your location. Mercutio has arrived. Guard wanders down the hallway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The total comes to something like a hundred and change, and she pays it without balking. Just hands over some cash from her pocket, fiddling with change. There's a lot of coinage; too much for Penny to really bother with. She tosses it in the 'Help this Sick Dog' bottle - it's the same half-empty/half-full jug you see everwhere on this continent. Everyone knows it's really the tip-jar anyway; there are no sick dogs in the world - only photographers in the Pound before they put the really awful-looking strays down.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The Co-Op cab pulls up to the curb, and the rear door pops open and Compton hauls his mass out of the back seat of the old Caprice. Handing a $20 and a $5 over the seat to the Jamaican driver, letting him keep whatever change there is... not that there was any offered to begin with.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No you ain't you twat.\" is the reply, and the blue haired, dress wearing, bloody faced tranny flicks ash at the suited cigar smoking monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Compton says \"So, you ah... See the note? In the hotel?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor opens the door and enters from the streetside. Viktor has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The final track begins to slow down, then rapidly accelerates: hitting an insane tempo peak that stretches out into a self-looping repetitive jitter, exploding into a final crescendo of sound which -- if it's natural, and that's beyond unlikely -- suggests concealed, immensely powerful speakers. \tSlowly, the beat begins to wind down, and Hiro slaps a CD into the Discman, engineering a final transition into some stock high-energy Sasha to smooth out the end of his set.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny stands idle for a minute watching Jack on the screen. Still stripping out of soaked clothes, Penny undresses her way into the bathroom. Walking out of jeans, bloody t-shirts hefted into the sink, you can hear the shower start. She's only in there about five minutes when the shower stops. Returning to the room in another of Jesse's shirts, Penny mutters something indetrminate about Eva loving him more and something darker about Pobble, god and unhelpful asian whores.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ya wanna' score?\" The chorus of jeering laughter rises from behind the delegated representative of the lounging gang at the question asked. The laughter is acknowledged with a quick smile and look over shoulder. Then, with that smile firmly in place, another step is taken as the young man reaches out to lay his other hand reassuringly upon the junkie's shoulder. \"Right place, wrong time, amigo.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "to the ceiling above. Though old and the room dimly lit the floor planks are", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Reaching into one of the apron pockets on her hip, Penny digs out a scissor and puts her wrist through the roll of duct tape. She says, in Enochian, \"Come on, this is pointless.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "brooding patrons fixing him with their steely, opaque soul-windows. Which is good,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel looks a bit abashed then. \"Listen to me... it's a party and I'm talking religion and philosophy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The sound of that voice stirs the crying Doctor. Pushing up from the chair, the blood and tears have made his face a mess and he fixes his gaze on Penny. The offering is taken from Compton without even looking at him and he dry swallows it before saying, \"I need it back.\" Yes. A true Junkie.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron keeps his seat in the Gallery and just watches the proceedings from whee he is. For those that know him, his silence and decorum might seem unsettling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His attention, then, snaps to Akiko. He looks her down, then up, then down again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Inside is a chemical mess. Aparatus set up to drip something into the sink, with the faintly familiar smell of LSD. A straw floats in the pool, and next to the sink is Pobble. Looks like he's been sick through the nose and is sweating and shaking profusely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater certainly looks clueless. But at least he's happy doing his personal hygine thing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No bus,\" Hiro mumbles around the filter of his fresh cigarette, butane flaring between his cupped palms. His tread is the confident, heavy steps of the incredibly coked up. \"We walk him home.\" And exeunt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> \"Actually, I cannot. I have no skill in spatial science; this is on purpose. I randomly dialed the right number.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Erick moves down the street, not running, not panicked. Like a king he seems to move, but then here he pretty much is. However anger is on his face as he surveys the area and prepares for the fall out. Car alarms and shocked screams and yells fill the air, but overshadowing all this commotion is the roar of flames, green flames actually, which currently completely engulf the old McDulan family grocery. The glass of nearby buildings and car windows litter the streets.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns to look at Jonah. \"Will this place you have in mind still be under the protection from The Storm the Spear of Longinus on top of the CN tower grants us?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"How said that we would have power over the world?...\" Alex queries,\"We would only have to be caretakers. Maintain the status quo.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shakes his head. \"I don't think that was the main reason, Siomen. Orthodoxy is tricky stuff. Maybe some thought that way, though.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The handerchief now looks like a flag as Taliesin continues unfolding it even as he walks behind Penny, the thing hanging by one hand to his gleaming oaken staff. Is there an end to the thing? No one will know because he's slipped behind the curtain after Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rai offers Cash a small, almost patronizing smile at the question, but apparently takes Penny's replying to the man as an excuse not to actually respond himself. He reaches up long enough to slick his wet hair back out of his face, but otherwise continues to watch the two of you quietly and as unobtrusively as one can when sitting, well, right there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I ain't threatening anyone, man. 'm just here for m'fuckin friend.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex tilts his head little in Abel's direction without looking away from what Penny is doing. \"Maybe she is trying to get inside Chase's head?...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Cheers mate, but no ta. I only take whats provided by the Doctor.\" The monkey indicates the coma victim in the corner. \"S'the law.\" he adds, not even looking over at Chase, but still cataloguing the man's stuff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "the hoses finally get hooked up and the water starts flying. The few fire personnel that are not on hose teams start to usher the civilians back, breaking up the bucket brigades with words of appreciation. Off i the distance more sirens can be heard approaching. The rescue personnel finally get the wounded under control, thanking those who have been helping but asking them to back off and allow them to do their jobs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A bloodied and bruised redheaded boy pushes his way past the medics that try to tend to him. he looks beaten, not from the explosion, but more like he had just recently had his ass kicked good. He stumbles over to Erick and slumps against him, whispering to the man.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny snorts into her coffee upon handling it again. Funny guy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel is sitting with the Invisible College. \"Well it's something like that,\" he answers Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The thing you forget, is that you're talking about religeon. Poxy religeon and occupation. That's nothing.. it means nothing. We're talking about war on a greater metaphysical scale. Ascension isn't a dream, it's a fucking struggle that many people seem to have forgotten.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene smokes. \"Perhaps,\" he says. \"But that's how it's been for a thousand years. And here we are.\" He looks at Standingwater for a moment at his statement, but has no immediate reply.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim grins. \"I come here for the atmosphere.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro's hand clasps, shifts, snaps off the fingertips. He rocks back on his heels as", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "After putting his guitar away, Abel heads over toward the food table. He seems to be more comfortable on the edges of the gathering, but smiles pleasantly to those he passes by.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Next two cigarettes are drawn from the small side and placed next to the foil. He closes the pack and slides it back to Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble enters the Library from the Main Hall. Pobble has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex wanders out of Novus Valnastium in the distance, slowly closing ground until he has arrived in the heart of the fields. Alex has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That's amazing,\" says Keene. \"I had no idea the Technocracy was this strong in Toronto.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Sure enough, just around the corner is the big huge fat fucking Pobble-hair blue Hummer v2. The transvestite cockney digs some keys out of somewhere and pops the locks ready. It flashes its lights, like a beast awakening from slumber.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks past Mary to Jacob. It seems impossible that her eyebrow could", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Come on, Daisy. We gotta go,\" murmurs Hiro, dropping the phone into his hand, and thumbing 'off'. He hooks a thumbnail into the phone's release, strips away the faceplate, battery, screen, extracts a chip from the center, and leans over the counter to deposit the mess of gutted phone into the trash bin. A flashed 'peace' in Cadence's direction, and he heads for the exit; bending the chip between his fingers to weaken the silicon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "rest in harbour. The size of these ships range from the smallest commercial", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin takes the paper, looks at it and nods. \"I see. What were you guys doing with his head though? Was there something you were trying to get out?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater rests the bow across his chest. \"Can't help you. I left my pack in the Jeep. Too busy herding you safely here to remember to pick it up.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton peers at the film can for a few seconds like it's a landmine he just stepped on. Slowly he turns it over and prys the two halves apart an inch and peers inside.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Middle aged guy wearing a hawiian shirt. Siomen", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands idly by watching Chase's feild triage sipping at his beer. \"So, um... what's with the hole anyways Pens? You pickin holes in yerself like Doc?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From Derelict Home - Main Room, Karl leaves the house. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Karl has left. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Dean leaves the house. From Derelict Home - Main Room, Dean has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods slowly, \"It is a possibility that the version you have found may have differences. Each was hand-written, after all.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton leans forward and braces his bulk against the table which groans under the guys weight. Closing one eye, he jerks his head aside flipping the top of the Santa cap over to the other side of his head and takes two long practice shots before letting go on the cue ball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Moonset: 13:27 It is week 1 of the month and the waning crescent moon is not up. The tide is high and rising. A cool breeze blows from the west, driving dark clouds before it which blot", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"If you think that was free, you're mistaken,\" Hana says, making no move to follow. \"But don't worry, i'll collect later.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On a normal evening, the warehouse would be nothing more than a giant, empty metal cavern. Tonight, however, it's been transformed into a technicolor, sensual version of Heaven and Hell. The corrugated metal walls and ceiling have been painted - half the room in black, and half the room in white - separated from each other with only a sheer veil of gauzy scarves and sparkling beads that dangle from the rafters. Music throbs throughout at a volume that's nearly deafening.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Oh. \"MMmmmMPHGH!\" Oh. Well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She gains the curb on the opposite side of the street without incident; nobody deliberately tried to mow her down - mostly they just slowed or she kept the right pace to traverse bumpers. Passing by the groups of people spilling out into the street, Penny slows on occassion to look from the phone up to doors. She stands back more than once, looking for numbers across the doors. Numbers and faces; looking into the faces of people she might know, doesn't know, will know in the future. Her headphones describe a false distance between her approaching these people, keeps her on that side of the glass and wall-eyed she keeps walking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx smiles somewhat, nibbling on a chip thoughtfully as she watches the three dancing women, nodding a touch. \"Love the glowsticks,\" she murmurs in response, swaying just a touch from side to side, despite practically being sat on one of the speakers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase says, \"Airy thingy... just whispin' about in the bunker still. Mebbe we should give P-Diddy a call, eh? 'Fore we come out. Get her to banish this lil' bugger.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wel, maybe. But the whole Xombi show afterward - sewing my clothes shut, turning my pockets inside out... fucking lame. Why doesn't Peachy every have to be the Moonie?\" Jesse shakes his head and finishes the last of his coffee. \"Where can we go that lets us smoke?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Fractured walls painted flat black stand around you on all sides, all that is left of this level in a building almost completely destroyed by time and decay. The roof overhead is no more, only twisted-metal girders and the occasional patch of what was once the floor above block out the sky overhead. Barred windows let through the occasional burst of air, wafting up the tattered black curtains like Halloween ghosts on the wind -- no glass in their frames to stop the weather outside from pouring in. There is a sense of darkness here no matter what the time of day is, shadows cast in all corners but given no form by the black paint which surrounds on all sides.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah is clearly quite fascinated. Chase seems to have the situation in hand, so she quits worrying about being useful and just watches things unfold and chews on the plastic straw.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mark has struck gold. Or silver, at least, earning himself a payout comprising mostly of dimes and quarters. It's probably only a couple bucks worth. Better than losing it /all/ straight away, right? He seems embaressed by the noise and fuss his particular machine makes, pulling", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Antigone settles back a bit from Seth, shrugging her shoulders. \"Left her, then left me - go figah,\" she murmurs, perhaps a bit louder than she intended too. Her eyes shift to tak in the new arrival of Penny, eyes narrowing slightly at the signs of abuse on the other woman.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"But all those are false elements. Which is why 'Elohim' -- six letters -- is the true name of God. Yod-heh-vau-heh is a decoy for idiots.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's a gorgeous sight, even in the dark of night, the brilliant yellows and greens of tall grasses waving in the chill wind, rolling hills stretching off as far as the eye can see. Pure, white stars shine in the breaks of the thick, dark cloud cover above, bringing a mild, yet still chilled, warmth to the vast expanse of land.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"There's only one instant, and it's right now. And it's eternity.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grimices like he just bit his tounge, \"Fuck, ow.\" apparently he did, \"Mean't porn sthar... but whatefer, you goth the point.\" he says, a lisp appearing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As it goes to commercial, Keene looks over at Penny. \"Join the club. I can't wait for the Realm to blow up. I think I'll have a little party afterward.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She looks left, looks right and then begins to move at a reduced clip into the room \"Where is it.\" Her voice is a thin, hard line.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori reaches up to use the fingernail on her pinky finger to brush aside a couple of wisps of hair not caught up in her pigtails. \"Because she's a whore and she pisses me off,\" Lori answers easily, reaching for her coke. She shrugs and adds, \"She's Damian's girlfriend, so it's like having Yoko fucking Ono in the house all the time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase now reoccupies the seat of Correspondence in relative silence. Though his tech vest makes some noises one would associate with teflon armor as he resettles. *Pop*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You have to pick,\" her voice going thin, twisting into a peculiar accent where 'pick' sounds more like 'pay-uck'. The tongue too tied by another pulse,another drive. \"Week's up,\" tipping the lid down, Penny sits indian-style trying to keep her eyes open and haivng a miserable time of it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim smiles. \"Well, for one, I just started drinkin. For two, I got me a steady gig down at the Dubliner Pub.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene smokes. \"And what do we offer in return? Isn't this all just one large power struggle with both sides having ambiguous moral authority?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "(Directed into the phone) Penny says \"You should be here,\" and her hand covers the end of the phone. She's talking to someone else now, a hard edge of suspicion underlining the question \"You a cop?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We all may have to /answer/ to different people or institutions, but there's a difference between answering to someone and being /accountable/ to them. I have to answer to any of the Masters in my House, or any of them in the Order: but I do this because of their power and station more so than any fundamental moral authority they may have over me. /That/ basic accountability rests only in my mind, because I am the one who ultimately benefits or loses from what I do.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well of course there's a crowd. It's rush hour, there's dead people on the pavement and no cops in sight .. except the park ranger.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The handshakes offered up, even if it forces Voodoo to touch the puerco sooner than he intended. His pace is a tad slower; his words end up waiting till all other actions", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Jerking me around,\" Hiro accuses, loudly. Making quite a scene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dusting the mess of brown flakes off her hand, Penny protests \"I'm /fine/. What's your problem? I just wanted a light.\" Pinched nerve in her voice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice looks between Allen and Compton and says, \"I don't know, he's looking more and more attractive right now. And chances only get this whore a black eye and out fifty bucks...so you either pay me for my time or I move my ass elsewhere, sugar.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Piggy you maybe bring those bay leaves?\" Never taking her eyes off Alex, her communication with Hiro is succinct and to the point.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro complains, pausing in mid-step to examine the sole of his sneaker - pockmarked with fossilized gum, but otherwise unmarred by inter-city fecal matter. \"And this motherfucking fog.\" The complaints do not cease. \"It's Thursday night. What the fuck are we doing here, again?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wot he means to say is, that this place is a shithole.\" says Dave looking about. The monkey scampers past the three of you over to the chemicals and equipment for a gander. Dr Steve only moves when pushed in the right direction. His bloody hands now rest at his sides, and his face is slack as if he'd suffered a recent stroke on both sides, but his cheeks are still wet from crying.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That Tom isn't patently denying knowing Penny is a little shocking to the Canadian public; but that he's walking out with her? Punk and Conservative? Couldn't be anything stranger-looking in this town. \"Thanks,\" flattening her hand out, flexing and bending fingers into their normal pink color toward the exit \"I'm sure it'll be just fine\" and when she says \"..been in worse things than a hatchback,\" you can believe it's true.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Somewhere a clock ticks. The inner workings loud, suddenly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny says \"Awareness rolls diff 8, please.\" //.etro: Hiro rolls \"perception+awareness\" at diff 8", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Currently, most of the books are still away, packed in Hermetically sealed crates which line the walls of the room. Soon, though, the boxes will be unpacked and the library will be complete.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold read your description. There are no +view's in your current location. +Viewable items on Griswold:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer watches this \"What are you doing?\" Compton reaches in to his pants, no not the pocket, but down in front. From there he pulls out a small vial of some black viscous fluid, before reaching back in and adjusting himself, \"Who me?\" he asks with feigned surprise as he puts the boys right again, \"Just getting some flavour\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "cellphone, a swiss army knife, a Stickies notepad. \"Sharp, Piggy.\" She holds out her free hand to him but not her full attention. That, the audience will notice, is fixed quite specifically on the head.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cruising to a stop to form a third point in the Connelly-Keene faceoff, Hiro extracts a hand from his pocket; plucking the spliff from between his lips. He scrutinizes the tip wordlessly, exhaling a long, narrow stream of smoke. No commentary for the argument, aside from a faint snort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "ask for the source.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Whispering into your ear he says quietly, \"Be not afraid.\" A slight smear of blood graces the purple leather where his hand sets down before it moves, so that his fingers touch your cheek. Another hand reaches into his pocket once more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy is standing midroom, one hand jammed wrist-deep in her hoodie pocket,the other one holding her cigarette up to her lips. Long tangles of black hair hang down over her face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Pleasedtapleasedta, Mikey.\" Hiro looks back at Compton, or at least looks for him - and kinda like, forgets Mikey Mike. Not in a rude way, but in a 'walls bleeding must stare' kinda way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Harrison says, \"As I mentioned to your.....er....collegues...\" He stumbles a bit, trying to find the right word to express his thought. \"My name is Lord Harrison Wells. Of the Electrodyne Engineers. Does that answer your question, Sir?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel looks up and actually spots Jim, she waves to him \"Jim Jim! Help me please, I can na find this little ones Mother..\" she winces as she holds the crying child.. trying to keep up with the dirty faced red haired tyke.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "eating them. You paged Escalus with 'Can I take the second success away with me and get", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah writes this information down as it is given to him. Moments pass, then he looks to Kaze, in the Seat of Mind. \"Seat of Mind is next.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca smiles up to Abel having been quiet for awhile, that or she may have done like she did the last time she was in one of these meetings. She casts a quick look towards Tal just to make sure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin makes his way over to Penny pushing through the crowd, although they clear out of his way fairly helpfully. He mutters to Penny, \"... do... want... place... honour?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You'd swear it's the lamp ringing. There is nothing else on the nightstand but that's where the sound is coming from. Fiberboard that echoes; carries an antiquated briiiing noise; the Holiday Inn - resting place of all outmoded means of communication. And because the alarm-with-the-flip-digital-clock-and-radio tells us it's around 5am, we also know it to be God on the other end.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We don't want to be sowin' no discord in Q Division,\" says Daisy. \"Don't worry -- if there's anything at all Daisy Inscrutable's good at, it's keepin' the peace.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin is standing there silently, holding his staff in his right hand. He makes no sound, barely breathes in fact, perhaps he's praying, perhaps he's stunned by the moment. It is difficult to read his expression, although there is something soft in his eyes that suggests a bittersweet mix of joy and grief.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal begins moving slightly to the groove that Hiro is playing. He gives the young man a thumbs up before returning his attention to the group he's standing with.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You follow the trail into the trees. Oak Grove", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "money. The bright pinks and reds associated with far off places. Mainly because", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex frowns slightly as he catches the envelope. Opening it he checks inside.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton finishes with his impromptu photo shoot. Collecting the snapshots from the basket, he raises his goggles up on to the great expanse of forehead, and takes a gander.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Besides, Hep's lighter is in the pile of jacket Penny left on the floor. Eyes in the back of her head, Penny would say something but the audio's come back to life again. Out there it sounds pretty tense; doesn't want to fuck it up. Under her breath, Penny mumurs \"..wrong answer, heffe..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "the help of a bit more clarity. \"I guess it's similar to my attitude towards yacht clubs. I go. But I try not to make a habit of it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny can not run away, not in those heels but she has this innate sense; knows when an opportunity to take off has come along. Time has passed - this mystery person hasn't shown, if there was infact anyone at all. She does not hail a cab, preoccupied with the cigarette, the lighter, managing the coat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "from between incisors. Eddie's attention shifts to the colored pig.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "looking anything but helpful. Directly behind that is an island of payphones,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Glitter and feathers everywhere, shining in the light of day. Somber to ecstatic in split seconds, the music climbs to a new pitch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The bolt on these boxes is a complex affair -- requiring a specific tool engineered for the purpose of opening telco and traffic control switches. Unfortunately, the engineers never foresaw the might of a pair of Stanley stainless steel electrical pliers with ridged polyurethane grip - (c) 2007, patent pending.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The woman who's purse your hand is caught in turns around, and yanks on her purse, hard, \"ExCUSE me,\" she says, loudly. Loud enough for the clerk to hear. And you know, most stores these days have electronic survalliance. How much do you want to bet, security saw your bangled up attempt too?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shuffles his feet a little looking down, suddenly becoming more uncomfortable, \"I can get you as much as ya like, but I... Um...\" okay, now he just looks like an idiot. Breaking ice like this obviously is pain for the big guy. \"I gotta ask you a fave.\" he says bluntly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "somewhere above. The hangdog expression does a lot to explain things as do the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He looks back towards the screen, puffing on his cancer stick some more. \"I wonder what happened to Olive Oyl's career after the 70s.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly sighs, and stands up,\"Well.... I see you are young, still motivated by anger rather understanding... Tell, Miss Incrutable, do you have any family you care about? For your sake, I hope the answer is no...because... I have seen first hand what it is like to lose and almost lose someone you care about to terrorism.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Her slouch just now isn't an affectation; she just absolutely can not readjust. Like her muscles have given out for a few, taking five. \"How'dja meet'im?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey says, \"I'm Irish, you prick.\". He throws a monkey fist at Pobble's leg as he says this. The Doctor stops and looks down at the monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Devros casts a glance over Hana as she enters, recognizing her face from a few nights ago. His attention soon returns to the pool game though, being held between a drunken local and Penny. It's another casual night at Pandora. More strangers follow, deserving another glance by the shaven-headed freak. Not much of a surprise there either, since there's always someone new to join the fun.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "are accomplished. \"How ju' doeen', 'm Eddie homes.\" Mexicans slaughtered his native accent in lockdown.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine says \"Thanx...bye.\" You paged Escalus with 'What the hell just happened and can it be repaired?'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Given the hour, Penny should be asleep. But there's things afoot in the bathroom. Light under the door and a rustle of paper being shred from a book and torn further.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Laurie approaches Penny, looking around confused. \"You okay?\" she asks, adjusting her grip on the plastic bags.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You think you can convince J. T. to spin some fucking Ramones every once in a while?\", she asks, rubbing at her nose. \"You got your system all tied up with techno bullshit, and all I want is to hear my man Dee Dee every once in a while.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "from beneath the vinyl. Some have been patched with duct tape. Most all of the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Two massive, dark-finished oaken doors, rimmed and lined in silver and steel. Through them lie the Council Chambers of Novus Valnastium.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tasha opens the door and walks out onto the stoop. Tasha has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx flicks Jesse a casual salute as she collects her mug of caffine-less coffee, sipping the brew with apparent relief. \"Mm. yo, sailor,\" she muses to the obscured Elvis, while offering Compton a friendly smile as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny could be singing along, her mouth moves but nothing audible comes and she does this thing with her hand when Pobble looks up; she's in his sites now - thumb and pinky fingers splayed then she swipes two fingers across her chest. Probably that guy at the bar got a little sloppy with his drink.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre apparently is listening, stating, \"Outhouse is in the back. No indoor plumbing.\" Then looks to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton, after many silent moments watching the group in seemingly quiet reflection or murmuring private conversations pipes up with, \"Right then. Spook on a stick. We'll be in touch.\" and turns to lumber back up the hill. Obviously places he'd much rather be, most likely involving a beer and naked jiggling flesh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns to Jonah. \"I see no problem with a private Chantry at the Location you suggest Magister. I think a private entrance is best.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Finger in her ear, Penny jabs at something. Tiny wires in her ears. Earbuds. Wires join somewhere near her chest to a singular point then into a pocket. She moves not so quickly and carries on, business as usual past some homeless kids and toward another nexus of people.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods and grins.. \"just give me a call then.. \" Cally stands and leaves The Council Table. Cally makes her way out..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cutting through the crowd, shoulders skipping off the early-evening dancers, it's obvious that she's heading for -- yeah. There. Got it. The bathrooms, right behind Hiro, whistling as though she's actually being nonchalant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan Reeves is wandering toward a blue-green chevy, presumably to get out of the rather cold weather. He occassionally glances in Millia's direction as if to be sure she's following. \"Please miss, you're going to pass out soon if that wound isn't treated,\" Millia says to Penny who seems to be running away from her, while Ryan climbs into a truck parked nearby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave hops over to Pobble and pulls at the fur coat. \"Steve you twat. Wake up.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Cassius with 'Diff 5?'. Cassius pages: 6 for Allan Gardens. //.etro: Penny rolls \"arete\" privately to Cassius at diff 6.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano leaves an apartment. Tiziano has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm sorry. I guess you didn't get the part where we ruined a shitload of mass-produced cars, exposed a bunch of idiot suits to some badass beats and general wonder, disrupted the financial heart of Canada for, hell, I dunno, four hours, and generally made it harder for people to go about their jobs making the world more boring?\" She grins. On the sharp features of her face, it only makes her look like a rat. \"Do you want me to rewind to that part?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer laughs amused and nods lightly. \"Indeed... mind company if your staying?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jarrod follows Moss and Charice in. His eyes gleam and he appears to be in an excellent mood. He moves smoothly, looking over at the pool table and cocks his head to the side curiously, looking like he's trying to remmeber something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The girl behind the counter blinks, and gets that surly minimum wage coffee server look on finally, \"You mean Venti?\" she asks, twisting the last word in to a sarcastic statement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's alright,\" Keene says, looking into the fire. \"You have a nice evening, now.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro arrives from the south. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton keeps working his tourist trinket camera, snapping shots of the human conflict that is unravelling itself out on the street. He stands safely behind the scene next to some battered parked cars.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With delicate precision, the doctors extract the bullet. They operate solemnly, wordlessly. It clinks down hard in a surgical pan.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano frowns looking over towards Penny his hands being placed on his hips looking rather cross, \"I am not a little boy.\" the high pitched voice states, \"I'm 13..\" he trails off, \"Did you put the stuff in the punch there?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No one asks questions if it looks like you're moving something official. Dunno. Someone might've seen me, but it ain't like we haven't tipped off the gardeners, coming an' going at all hours. Oh. By the way: hey, Keene.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The box must've been nocked by something since it topples back to being right way up. The brit picks it up and places it back on the skateboard. \"This way..\" he murmers, bringing a hand up to dab at his bloody face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Above the outlet, in block script, Daisy writes: 1 1 0. The sympathetic magick appears to actually work this time: when she plugs in the television, it springs to vibrant Technicolor life, painting the faces of the onlookers pale grey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary Roberts is what could be termed 'a little slip of a thing'. She's", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man then nods slowly, his knees bending as he very slowly reaches the gun towards the ground. His other hands reaches into his back pocket, slowly as well, to give the man behind him no reason to pull the trigger. \"Hey man, it's all cool, si? Just had to be sure, ya know.\" He sets the envelope and the desert eagle on the ground at his feet and starts to straighten again, \"Now I just walk away right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Meanwhile, Dr Steve frowns. \"Fuck.\" he says quietly, looking between his pad and Connelly and crossing something out, replacing it with something else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stomps in from the cold, holding a six pack of Coors up in the air as offering to the A/V gods that are currently scrutinizing him. \"Come bearing gifts.\" he grumbles to the darkness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"If that's how you deal with it, that's how you deal with it. I didn't know Jess, so I'm not one to say if she wouldn't have done the same thing again if somebody had acted. But I will say this.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There are exactly fifteen minutes of dead air on Hiro's mix tape. Then: street rave.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Late evening or not, Millia seems to still be speaking to people. She walks about the streets, handing out buttons as she speaks to people along the way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Escalus with 'That's not good.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Of course, Chase instinctively looks over his shoulder as Hiro speaks. Ever watchful, ever the paranoid one. \"Which ho's this? There's so many of 'm.\" He hands the joint over to Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Taco bell. You fucking swine,\" hisses Hiro. Hiro steps through a void into the OOC Nexus. Hiro has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally looks to Alex and gives a small smile.. At least one person has considered her suggestion.. But for the others, well.. she's tired of the my plan is better then your plan type attitude that seems prevalent..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Fucked if I know.\" comes from the bathroom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yes, very nice to meet you all. We'll be careful.\" With that, Keene begins the careful, deliberate process of leading Pobble along, heading towards the ruins. \"Mind your step, Pob...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus says \"Okay, guys. Rather than RP this out, I can have a normal", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "John Smith searchs the room hopfully while he waits. John Smith read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You feel, it eh. Como que no. Dios.\" A single bead of sweat drips from Pobble's nose onto the monkey who scratches at his head", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She dresses in layers. Loose jeans, jack boots, a fitted t-shirt", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar, Jane says, as though to someone with her. \"\"Wouldn't know. All she wants to do is yell at me like she's fuckin' nuts.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tracers abound around the birthday boy's limbs, his body still shifting and moving with the beats. Marcus is still lost in the music, occupying a small space on the floor near the center of the circle. As he moves, he alternately mixes in a half-break, some pure dance, and liquid. His tracers aren't drug induced; his look more like what you would see if the motion blur caused by speed was slowed down astronomically... strange.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The lights of the Ambulance herald in the EMS. It's approach is slow, yes but here it is. Once it grinds to a halt 3 Emergency technicians exit carrying their gurney and move quickly to the site of the crash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oh, and I don't normally smell like this... Long story.\" Compton adds, trying to salvage his dignity a little.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "reflections off the tiled floor. It is four stories of commerce, complete with", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks sideways at you, ducking fast out of the cue's way so that it lands somewhere between her neck and shoulder. \"Don't,\" twirling the bottleneck, she inclines her head forward \"ever,\" sliding her free hand down the cue \"do that again\" and pushes it back toward your chest with just enough force. Just enough to underline the insult to her person.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "night. peoplecleaning up at the tables, getting decent service (lip, drink and", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater spits to one side before he replies. \"I really don't care what El Queso Grande wants. I'm answering to a higher power here. Though I'm sure he'll approve since the Spirit Council met with him about it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wether its the sound of his name, or that scent in the air.. Dave scampers back and forth on the Dr's lap. The monkey takes the shot and injects the willing Dr, then suckles at the wound briefly. Its electrifying, the Monkey falling back onto the floor with a thump where he starts convulsing and shaking with the grin of one who is terrifyingly euphoric.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods and stands walking to Jonah.. \"why don't you come over for Dinner some time? I'd like to talk with you on a few things.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia is by the food table leaning comfortably against Tal, an arm around his waist, and a soft smile on her face. Currently they are both talking to Kasui who stands in front of them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Man. I miss my bigwheels.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The main hall of Novus Valnastium is a wide, stone area, with arching buttresses and columns framing windows that stream with bright, comfortable light. Several circles of chairs and old-fashioned divans and davenports are scattered around the room, conversational areas if you will, and a center hearth flickers with a warm, comfortable flame. A set of stairs on the left leads up to a balcony that rings the area, several doors leading off it, and great double doors lead forward and to the left, right, and behind you. Two armored figures, silent as the grave, flank the doors ahead of you, as well as two others flanking the doors to the rear, which lead back out onto the open plains.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon shrugs. \"I'm not used to taking foreign substances. Well..except for mead.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "creating it is getting closer. Those of you who are outside and can see into", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence enters from the street. Cadence has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus glances over to Hiro, his grin still bright. \"Sure. Decks open. You wanna set up to play after Alex gets a few songs in, that's good by me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor takes his hand and replies, \"I don't live anywhere. I no longer have a house to stay in.\" He doesn't seem disturbed or worried about this in the least.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "his way, \"S-spare c-c-change m-mister?\" the big guy stammers. He twitches oddly, his eye lazy and wandering. Perhaps signs of Parkinsons?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With a grunt, some squeaking at the knees and much effort, Compton hauls himself to his feet, swaying slightly,\"I honeslty have no fucking idea what you're talking about toots.\" he says. \"I need a shower.\" No shit sherlock, but admitting it is the first step.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Guard nods, putting one hand on his belt and the other over his collapsible baton. \"Why, someone in that there room claims you pushed past him and stole stuff from the mini-bar.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase walks in off the street. Chase has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mercutio pages: One success. You want to continue? You paged Mercutio with 'Yes please.'. Mercutio pages: Okay, roll again. Diff 6.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny follows Hiro at the same pace, her gun holstered. \"Y'think he'll maybe share a cab with us?\" nodding up ahead at the doors. \"Fuck if I've even got change for the bus..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah says, \"Yes, Mr. Elison?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The door slams shut. A small voice calls out, \"There's no one home.\" Another sound of the interior door slamming. And.. wait. It sounds like.. something trying to climb up the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble quirks a brow, looking mildly confused. The relevance dawns on him shortly however and he offers a wan smirk. \"I have the right to wear a dress should I feel the need, without it threatening my sexuality in any way. Leaves me free and easy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel arrives from the forward doors. Abel has arrived. Abel follows Alex out of the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: It is 8:05 pm, late evening, on Thursday the 01. day of January, 2009. . Downtown - Yonge and St. Clair(#113RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The perfect romantic ambiance can be found here at Bella Figura. That same detail to the food can be found in the dark woods that panel the walls where gas-lit torches flicker providing dim lighting, and cozy intimate seating becomes reality in the use of potted plants that seem to enclose some of the tables into their own little world. Once seated, your server will light the candle set in the middle of your table before taking your order from a menu of elegant and fine Italian cuisine. Soft music is often provided by a wandering guitarist who will gladly serenade your table for a few minutes as they circle the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "rubble and litter strewn about, it's still a spacious room. When the weather", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[GO ON, LAUGH FUCKERS] \"Faith may be defined briefly as an illogical belief in the occurrence of the improbable.\" H. L. Mencken", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny's fingers wave and twitch over the offered pack. It takes an unusually long time for them to settle around a filter and after that, to pull it out and not break it in half. She slumps to the wall, gravity and habit doing the rest. Cig to lip and waits, lipping it to the corner of her mouth \"Got a light, Hep?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia grumbles \"Fuckin' Republican, small dick. Think he can play Darwin.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"PENNY! Fuck head, get back here.\" Compton yells as she bolts from his offering and in to oncomming traffic, far fast than someone of Comptions size and girth could move, so he starts to make his way across the street to gather Penny and move closer to the vacant lot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse tugs at the brim of his hat, nodding in the direction of the bar \"... Cougar.\" He turns, gesturing with his cigarette for the older man to rack faster. \"Yeah, cool as shit. Got his six.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin is really trying here, \"Ms. Ante, I need you to try please. This is causing trouble that Chase would not have wished. I want to help you do right by Chase, but I need you to help me do that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dyne pops out of the hole, a small flat black box of some sort in his left hand and in his right hand a lit cigarette. He glances at the box then, then starts to walk towards the tree line of the forest with a brisk pace, the glowing ember giving away his location as he moves.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Pretty wack,\" mutters Keene, resting his cigarette on the beer can before pausing to stretch his arms. The hedge maze beckons. \"Scary looking bitch regardless. Very 70s.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiros desc: Bad posture is to blame for Hiro's diminutive presence: with shoulders slumped, he cruises closer to 5'6 than his modest 5'9. The polite might refer to him as 'big boned' or 'chubby': the fact remains, however, that he simply looks like a pig. Short, tousled black hair, a plain face that edges towards the porcine, and silent, placid brown eyes distorted to largeness by corrective lenses. His double-helix bears the tags of half a dozen southeast asian cultures, with a smattering of anglo-mutt thrown in on this side of the pacific.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "clockwise beat. Every five point seven seconds, he remembers to breath and blink all at", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Anupra has arrived. [OOC] Anupra peeks in. \"Room for one more?\" [OOC] Penny says \"Why the hell not.\" //.etro: Penny rolls \"willpower\" at diff 6", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "walk under the very nearly full moon. Shoes clap wetly along the moist", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You fucking cunt,\" said with an it's-for-your-own-good friendly menace \"that was MY face you just scratched. EARTH to CADET,\" wet slap-slap sounds prolong the episode in the shower.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "slough. Her skin, taut and leathery, wants a pound of prevention, wants to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Many of the patrons watch each other with looks of a cautious calculation. Not", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori murmurs with a smile, \"Nah, I ain't gonna talk all day about me and them.\" She looks kind of sad for a minute then reaches out to pick up her coke to sip at it in a thoughtful silence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 1 success(es). Huh?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, in Enochian, \"Dig. Want we should take an infidel along?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ideas are born dead.\" The old hipster comments uninvited, \"It's whwere you hide the bodies that's important.\" Apaprently that made sense enough to him to say aloud.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Jamaia....come and help me talk some sense into this girl...\" Alyx requests, frowning a touch. \"Janey, did you have /any/ idea what was going on at the rooftop, earlier?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "While the alarms are going off. Right.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The squeaky wheel was coming upon you under further rattling of wine bottles; a whole army of dark green bottles holds the line in the back of her cart. Penny reaches into the fridge door next to that one and starts pulling out boxed wine, up-ending them into the front part. \"Try that one,\" chin-points at a yellow label \"the old man digs it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse, tilting his head to one side, stares at Isaac's smirk. He raises an eyebrow but stays still, leaning back against the table, legs crossed in front of him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Another foggy and shitty day here in lovely Erin's Vale. A blanket of obfuscation for the seedier elements of the world to hide under. If it was ever sunny, the dealers and pimps might scatter like roaches when the lights go on. But, the lights are off. And the roaches are deeply entrenched in their hidey holes and comfortable corners of opportunity.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There are two old, battered pool tables to the right of the front door. They", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "particular hermetic style. It's a self attunement that's rather baseless, but seems to tap", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton, oddly enough is just standing there in the freezing rain. The Fur lined hood of his parka drawn up over his head. He stands staring at an old industrial complex, his fingers intertwined with the rusted chain-linked fence. With the anfgle of the hood and the loud pattering of the thick rain off of it it is doubtful he realizes anyone is around.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As the familiar homeboy struts from the alley, the gang lounges still, but the hollow eyes now glitter with lust unspoken. It remains so as they rise to their feet, gathering about the one who has journeyed into shadows known for sins enjoyed. Hands are stuck out; brown, crooked teeth are flashed in vulpine smiles as voices coarse echo in a confusing chorus. \"Buddy!... Jose'.... What... Give... Fucker hogging... Whiny bitch... GIVE IT!\" The last cry is one of unanimous assent as the outstretched hands are thrust again at the newly arrived figure, demand writ plainly upon ape-like features.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel reaches a hand over his shoulder for Millia to take and smiles at her. \"Hey Millia, The One's peace be with you.\" He nods to Siomen. \"Hey Siomen, Geero, long time no see.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy takes the microphone again, murmuring, \"Take seats, if you want. There're couches around the edges of the room. This will take a while, but I'm sure you'll want to see it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro unzips his bag, rooting through it, and comes up with a battered black tape recorder. He hits play and reverse; setting it on the edge of the table.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eyes glittering with the craven hunger of the chronically impovershed, Daisy just stares -- unblinking -- at the money. Then, long fingers flexing, she flicks forward to take it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac looks at John as he approaches and waves. He then tosses the camera to Ryan and says, \"Right. Here, you sway off the vengeful drunkish soccer watchers while I do something else.\" He pads over to Skip and points to where the store owner or however looks like they might have been hurt is currently and says, \"There you go, a real crisis. There's some people that might need your help.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Willin t'bet s'somethin' vaginal. Or she like eats magic pac-man shit-pellets of avatar dookie from the astral plane.\" Hiro's still coasting on this side of coherent, although just barely. He takes another languid hit from the blunt, puffing leisurely before filling his lungs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Okay,\" she says, \"rule number one that this is my day job, and you don't ask me about what I do at night while I'm at my day job. When I'm here, I'm just the girl what cleans the counter, dig? That's all I do.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Alex with 'No doubt from your discussions with Hana, you are aware of someone matching Compton's description loitering outside your establishment from the electronic recordings. Well, he's back. Waving his arms over his head, obviously trying to get the camera's attention this time.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac runs up shortly after Isobel as he gets lost in the city easily. He clamors to a stop and a huff as he sees Isobel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"'least you're not Monday. You'd be stuck doin' shit for the Sabbath's dumb ass all day. And when the Sabbath is Keene, you know how bad that gits?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton pads over to the far bed, and does the little hop-up flop-down on the bed. The coil protesting loudly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Lookit that,\" she says to Standingwater, stabbing the tip of her wand in his direction. \"Lookit that. Fuckin' technology in action, man. Try to get two moose to crash into each other at thirty miles per hour using less than ten dollars in equipment. Impossible, that's what it is.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly nods...\"Unfortunately, that is true...that is why the Virtual Adepts and Etherites are two of the most important traditions...because they are able to clowly counter the work of science from the Technocracy, with the same subtley the Technocrats used against us. You should not be trying to tear things down...you should be trying to find away to show to the sleepers that live *CAN* be better, more fulfilling by stepping beyond their technological conveniences...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary's hand curls around the bit of the fence she's put her hand against. She", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Shen Chi seems to miss this interplay and just watches Viktor, tilting his head curiously. \"I could talk to some people in low income housing and help you find an apartment, Mr. Deseann. How much money do you make? A roof over one's head does wonders for the Self.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rose White walks in, smiles, and heads over to the bar. Rose White sits down at Long wooden bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And then, the figure seems to be raising its arm in a benediction. Its spectral fingers close once its right arm reaches the apex of its arc and curls into a fist. A single 'Oi' is heard in the silence preceeding the music, and the figure vanishes, rising up on invisible wings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah furrows his brow. \"Well, they would be easily accessible, and I agree that public locales would be less obvious. However, a public locale is much more difficult to defend, and the ease of accessibility makes it possible for accidental entrance to the Realm through it's Shallowing. I am surprised that such a thing has never occured here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He waves distractedly at Pobble, keeping his attention on Connelly. \"Why didn't your Avatar let you?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[OOC] Someone says \"We dead people are so desensitized. :p\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "handsome. A plain, forgettable face half-covered by a full beard kept in an", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sighs and slumps a little. \"I wasn't always,\" he grumbles to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's some scrabbling from inside. Sounds like plates being knocked about,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Floating by, the formless embodiment of a character dreamt up in the bed of a nine year old Hindu boy swims and distracts Sun Fook for a moment. Dirty and long nails rake through the spirit matter, which feels much a spring breeze from the back of 69' Mustang. Lips smack a toothless sound, the Sifu returns to the conversation at hand. The purple lotus leans him towards the window of Cash's eyes so that he may reach through them and into the fat street urchin's weakened mind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"And now we ain't living in hovels, slaving away for the Church and the State, now are we?\", Daisy snaps.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No fuckin' Coors.\" On the verge of outrage, Chase pays in spades for having bad taste in beer north of the border. His perusing stops near the chill stale air leaking from the cracks of the refrigerating system. The man's now frozen in front of one of the windows, a plethora of micro-brewed beers beckon his attention. But he's lost in some kind of intense calculation, perhaps figuring out what kind of possible substitute there could be for the Silver Bullet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke ahs and nods. \"I wander the digital world under the name Prometheus. prometheus@maildump.com. Send it there and I wil catch it in transit\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia comes in, out of the bitter nights cold. She's covered in ice crystals, and looks like she's spent half the night in an ally. She also seems relatively unaffected by those facts, heads straight to the cig machine", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton reaches back, and picks at the seat of his pants, adjusting a wedgie apparently, before taking the gloves and putting the two of them on. The first one goes on easy, the second one not-so as he had to negotiate it with the other glove. The he steps forward and reaches in to Otherspace with both hands, as if plucking a loaf from the oven.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Allen steps away from the wall, stepping up next to Charice. \"You sure that thing'll last the trip?\" he asks curiously, \"Sounded kinda iffy on the way in.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She says this, says \"hay-und\" and \"buh-kit\", achieving a kind of lopsided balance with eyes closed. \"S'time to switch. We do this every week Pobs, quit fuckin'around and pick.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, \"Um, yeah.\" He says as if it was obvious, \"Over your head and point it in there.\" Compton adds pointing towards the vacant lot.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eddie over Penny's shoulder. \"'ey, whatsit,\" he murmurs, snapping his fingers - as", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander returns after about a minute from inside the pool hall. This time without the cue. Lifting his chin, he grins at you, \"Take care, doll.\" Pulling the hood of his jacket up, he narrows his eyes slightly as he looks up at the street lights. And then he is gone, wandering up the sidewalk.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's not a long drive in the Mustang, but it's punctuated by long bouts of silence under the blaring Cramps that Chase's system booms. That's where the money went.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Piggy eyes dart. Dale. Cash. Back", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus frowns a bit, looking over to Cally. First time he's been active this entire meeting, it seems. He doesn't say anything, though, just listens.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex snort and waves a hand in front of Connelly's eye,\"Hello in there... Like I said, Lelio has been a problem for months, more than a year even. I think that alot of consideration has going into this decision.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze shakes his head speaking with Alyx, \"No, not at all. Just be sure to introduce yourself if they have any questions.\" Jess nods to Alex \"Doing pretty good you?\" her attention diverted for a moment now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake shrugs, \"I... honestly don't know. Ever get the feeling everything you knew was wrong?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Actually, I don't fuckin' know who I lost or for what reason,\" Daisy says offhandedly, jamming her hands into the central pocket of her hoodie. Her poisonous glare turns back to Connelly. \"You lost someone you care about. I'm sheddin' a single tear for you right now, honey. We all lose people.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny does juggle the magazine and bottle inbetween fingers pretty well at first but there's a dangerous second where she might drop one or both. However she made the grab, it's clear either her hands aren't big enough to manage or that signal-block she was talking about stems her motor functions as well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer is looking at you. Jennifer begins down the hill and toward the Ruins. Jennifer has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's the beginning. \"Daisy, daisy..\" a whisper in the microphone. Together Penny and Daisy fail to collapse. Stoicly aright, they watch the crowd, sense the thing Hiro's about to do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine looks after Aaron as he heads into the the bathroom, sitting alone on the chair, swaying her legs and sipping the beer. A blush and a smile as Devros looks her way, then just waits.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater facepalms. \"An endangered animal suddenly appears in the middle of a city?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wot's going on 'ere then?\" says a tired sounding Dave Monkey, dropping his string and taking a leisurely draw on his cigar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As though to make her point, Daisy stabs the plug at the dirt a second time. This only provokes a shower of sparks punctuated by short bolts of violet electricity. She swears incoherently at the ground, kicking at the smouldering bits of grass and leaf kicked up by the discharge.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "eclipsed by -- Penny. He tilts his head to the side, regarding the lush sidelong.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stands and looks to Jesse, and says with a shrug, \"Whatever. Is all static anyways. Static and wind.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Fierce for a moment, matching the timbre of the traffic sounds; loud horns streaming by. The noise and attitude pass almost at once and Penny lifts her shoulder, turns her head to the side cutting off direct eye-contact; a gesture that removes her profile. Provides wind-block so she can work on the lighter again and a cigarette pulled from the depths of a hidden pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton gives up with the 'Fuck you. Die' look and goes back to hunting the elusive 11 ball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The courtyard itself is mostly paved in cobblestone-style, the stones a diverse lot of shapes, but set well and pleasing enough to look at. Between the paths and the wide central areas are a few flower beds with flowers or even small bushes, and set against the walls along the courtyard are a variety of shrines, all constructed to survive the weather since they will be exposed to it. Here is a stone Buddha statue, and there a figure of Kwan Yin; each shrine occupies a small area, leaving space for the diversity of its neighbors, though they are spaced so that it is possible to face any one without facing its neighbors, at least if you are close.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "> \"Well... where did it come from? You're the one that saw it come in.\" Compton says, \"And further more, what use would they have keeping the... 'other halfs' if this ectoplasm is all they wanted... If I were them I'd just dump it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Her gestures are slowing down, becoming more fluid. It's possible her facilities and acuity are leaving her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Understanding dawns on Dr Steve's features and he nods, relaxing to a point close to comatose and moving over to Keene, ready to head onwards. \"I need to pick Dave up too. I left him in the box.\" Another smile to all but Connelly. \"Nice ta meetcha folks.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dale flinches as Hiro begins screaming, as if the grating volley of sound is something she can physically duck away from. She edges away up the street, keeping to the edge of the sidewalk that's closest to the buildings, the wary hint of a crouch insinuated into her posture. Still, she doesn't sneer or stalk away in your typical not-in-my-backyard huff; something keeps her hanging back a bit, just keeping an eye out, watching.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly smiles at Marcus...\"Maybe I am? This is more an opportunity to see what others are like... I really am not much of a party person....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacob looks to Penny and frowns faintly, then moves to put his cup on the table between the two as he turns to Mary and says, \"You've been here for some time, surely you're tired? I can walk you home on my way out if you'd like.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "falling apart; has overflowing metal garbage cans and rats moving in and out of the shade. A cigarette, unlit, rests in the fleshy part of her thumb - a balancing act. She's casual, slouched, has the look of the perpetually stoned; half-lidded and loose-limbed. Doesn't mind the locals and they don't seem to mind her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Flash. 88:88:88. 00:14:59..58..57--", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy arrives from the forward doors. Daisy has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> \"Dr. Maximillian Ravenhurst told me I should get in touch with you, but I find the number by . . . adjustment.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That was choice of essence. I should reiterate. Language is hardly smothered by the intake of *all* foreign essence. Look at musical genius and Shakespeare's psychoactive habit,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"..not just yet,\" she whispers to the steel toes, taking his bloodied hand. Is it then that her hand becomes red as well? or was it before... \"cycle hasn't resolved.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "***And so the longest, most pointless scene finally ends at 5am EST. Kudos the Merc forbeing apillar of reason and calmness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro does not look particularly 'better' in a canvas proletarian's uniform. The hard-hat -- off-white and stamped with a faded municipal seal -- doesn't do much for him, either. He looks, really, like an overweight city technician ... which is the entire point.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess stops at the door in and blinks a lot. She looks around and just blinks several times at the tables and the people. \"I really need to read notes more often...\" she glances around for Millia or Tal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Turning at the register, she tugs the shopping cart behind her and moves to start unloading things. She shakes her head no at the money he offers \"Put that away, jesus\" lifting out things from the far side onto the tiny little conveyor. There won't be enough room length-wise to get everything all at once; she starts piling the boxed wine \"Hey can you get me two more'a these?\" She holds two fingers up to Chase, index and middle splayed. \"Please?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It answers one of them,\" he says. Keene reaches into his jacket, producing a pack of cigarettes. Tapping on the pack, he offers one of the cigarettes -- it's a pack of Merits -- to Harrison.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater tosses a bit more wood onto the fire. \"We've had our differences over methods. But one thing I do like about you guys is your willingness to actually get out and do something. I'm a bit of an activist myself. My early years were spent in ecoterrosim before the Verbena came calling.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre sits up, grabs a chair, sits to the same side of Jonah as Rhiamon and Jet. Without the speaking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton nods shivering , \"N-need to ex-explain... Little girl, yesterday.\" Compton says incoherently. Judging by the rose on his cheeks and the blearyness of his eyes, this outing is being fueled by some strong liquor. \"I-I had the wrong place, h-honest. Lil slut tr-trying to ex-extort me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny surfaces slowly. From where? From somehere below the decks. Just before the screen starts to fill with snow, she grabs the mic from infront of Hiro and puts her lips to the metal mesh", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On nights like this, the tea room loses most of its patrons. Warm nights, no traffic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The door to the bathroom opens behind you and like providence, Penny's hand grabs and pulls you inside the bathroom. Slams the door. \"Erm.. uh.. hi.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The monkey could do it, drunk,\" says Keene, looking over at the approaching Chase. Keene sits comfortably on the bench with an easy, confident posture, feet on the floor, head back, shoulders relaxed. \"Hello Chase.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacqueline cradles Jack's head. The tears are immediate, but only a projection: the grain of the film is too strong. They can only be imagined. The scene leaps. The film threatens to tear.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The pencil necked manager that gave Compton a hard time earlier approached the counter where Daisy is standing and says in this weedly little voice, \"Excuse me miss? Excuse me? This is a NON-smoking establishment.\" he sneers, pointing at the red crossed out ciggy icon, and the 'Maximum Fine $5000\" printing at the bottom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah well, slants usually are. We'll get into some proper sparring next time if ya want.\" Lazy Chase walks over to reclaim his thrown of slack.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "After a moment or two of steady delirium, \"Oi. Cheeky, rude little faggots. Got a few foxes 'n the hen house... Dead ones.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny does that thing where she swipes two fingers across her breastbone again, right to left. And she lets you see it, giving it some weight, some impact. \"It's the drugs. Amps my latent ability to spook the spooks.. \" stepping up on the low rung, Penny leans her body-from-the-hip across the bar and grabs a handful of ice and a handful of olives, sits back down \"That kid? Yeah he's a little.. fuck, *I'm* a little.. \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She coughs a little, shielding her nose and mouth in the pile of boxes and food. \"It's just fucking me. ME, PENS. God. Just open the door, I swear to god there's no fucking cops.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From the side profile, you can pick up on two things: 1. It is in fact the old perv from the bar and 2. he's wearing some weird-assed three lensed pair of goggles over his face that emit an eerie green light. Which is why he most likely isn't picking up on too much right now...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "'ACTION: The two ladies pointing etherically charged maglites in to the coumpound, and Compton with his mounted Polaroid with Etherically senitive film he's made on his own, snapping shots off at the fresh construction site.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The nature of matter is reproduction and degeneration. The, uh, heresiarch\" -- she seems uncertain about the pronunciation of that word \"-- the heresiarch Valentinius wrote 'Mirrors and fatherhood are deplorable, on account of they unnecessarily reproduce the material world'. He meant that the reproduction of material things degrades its essence. So if the essence of the Bible is reproduced into many forms, its essence becomes degraded, even if the words don't change. Which is why, uh, mass production is, uh, destroying nature; the Platonic essence, the ur-object, is being, uh, spread into these /objects/, man, and --\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse turns, folding himself into a seat and sprawling back in it, one leg splayed out, the other bent beneath. His dirty fingernails drum along with the soft tinny music from the headphones around his neck. Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk. \"Peaches can probably get knockoffs cheap, though.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny retucks the piece and begs off the band aids. \"He says he's terribly sorry about the mess and wishes it could be otherwise but it's a limitation of the vessel.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "//.etro: It is 06:18 am, early morning, on Monday the 20. day of October, 2008. The rich aroma from Starbucks draws you in. Starbucks(#547RIJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sorry,\" calls Hiro over the noise, flashing a grin in Marcus' direction. The sound begins to fade away from it's mind-piercing levels of it's own accord; sliding back into the realm of being comfortable party conversation material. It's likely it didn't come entirely from the speakers -- kid was showing off. \"Yah, grab me some party favors,\" he answers, cocking his head to the side again, and administering to the second record.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane says, \"Yes... yes, I noticed. Which is a shame, because in there somewhere are some interesting paraphrasings of early medieval heretic mystics.\" She smiles blandly, \"I did my PhD on something not dissimilar. It's nice to hear them in a modern context.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "cigarette is offered for Penny's retrieval. \"Guess I won't. He said she was", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui suddenly blinks, tilting her head to one side as she murmurs quietly, \"Oro?\" Her amber gaze seems to ollow somehting... just beyond view, like she is watching an invisibel parade.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pulls the flute out of his hat band and plays along as best he can with the music on the tape. Not a bad effort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana tilts her chin down again, looking for a long moment at Jonah, then at Compton, and finally back again. \"Doesn't it all depend on who you're hiding from?\" she says, her English perfect, but accented. \"I mean, that is what matters, when choosing an advantageous location from which to fight...or to hide. The capabilities of the enemy always...come under consideration.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penthesilia remains motionless for the moment, eyes sliding over towards the phone, \"That for you? Answer first, if you need.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The bartender give Jim a harsh look, but he ignores it. \"Come on man, deal it!\" he responds. After a short while of rummaging around, the bartender grabs Jim's order and sets it before him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "in my hand\" he sings and the band plays behind him \"Up to Lexington, 125 feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive.. I'm waiting for my man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx is likewise at the table, just putting the finishing touches to the two plates of party food she's assembled. Considering, she then reaches for cups, apparently planning to add drink along with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble snuffles quite considerably as he comes to stand next to you, wiping away a telltale dusting and dribbling from his left nostril. Most attractive. Those pupils are dilated good, perhaps the result of a new batch. He talks quickly, and his head is in constant motion, looking about, desparately trying to take in all the surroundings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny, kneeling, is sheened in an oracular sweat, eyes rolling up under closed eyelids, taut muscles vibrating with effort. There's no clear indication of what she's doing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Next time ju' fuck with Voodoo Duarte's game, ju be nice about it hija.\" Having said his piece, the dark dude backs and preps to bail.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jarrod is tugged along by Charice. \"I'm not sure. Seems familiar though. But I think the place I remmeber had a different name.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Indeed there is a lighter, and a crumpled softpack of imported Dunhill 100s. Dr Steve's leg twitches the wrong way, and close up its apparent that his boots are covered in a thick layer of algae, almost gluing them to the sand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm not goin'back in there. Fuck no, they got security.\" Penny backs off a few steps, gets a little air and knocks back more of that beer. \"Saw them arrest coupla kids the other night for trespassin'.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel points. \"Hiro is the only one here.\" Abel waves to Marcus as he wonders into the crowd.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre watches Compton, distracted from regaling his stories of giant worms. He takes a few distracted steps towards Compton, asking, \"Perhaps you should get some rest? You don't look good.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A spume of fresh blood and deep red wine rises up in front of the camera. Silverware is laid out on the counter behind. Only one figure, a doctor masked with the head of an ass, remains in frame, staring down at the tableau.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's a sharp pressure and the junkie receives a sharp shove as the gansta swings his other hand up in front of his body. The hand's contents revealed now, black steel glinting with dangerous promise. The gansta laughs and spits out, \"Real shame. Bueno dias, senor.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton plucks at his Don Ho classic and takes a wiff, instantly regretting it. \"Holy shit.\" is all he can say.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin enters the Library from the Main Hall. Taliesin has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim finishes his beer quickly, and then calls to the bartender, \"A pitcher of...\" he recognizes Isaac, and looks over to him, \"Hey... Isaac, right? What're you drinkin? Come on over here man, look like you've been hit by a Mack truck.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Time passes. After a bit, Daisy hits fast-forward.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "One hand occupied with the gun. The other hand begins pulling things from her bag, that bottomless bag. She begins to deposit these things one after another onto the sheet that covers the body. A sewing kit from The Holiday Inn, her", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"If the mermaids sing you to death, you don't get to wake up when you die.\" Jesse rubs his face sorrowfully, looking around and frowning. \"You're stuck here, back in this place, for another spin of the wheel.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is the thing about walking in heels most people don't understand; the reason women cross one foot in front of the other is that the angle of descent keeps them from toppling over. It isn't because the jaunt puts a particular accent on the hip, it isn't even necessarily appealing, this walk of Penny's, this is about functioning in near-immobile conditions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "couple metal racks that hold the local free periodicals. They are the rags or", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca shrugs her shoulders a bit, \"Technocrats covering up for technocrats. I think those that arrived on the scene deemed it that he took too hard of a hit from the fight he was in. Which might have been believable if you could ignore the smell of cooked human meat, and the way the body reacted.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man gasps, and starts to sway as if about to fall. He takes a step back, almost involuntarily but something goes wrong. His right leg bends the wrong way, as if it had snapped at the knee, such a surreal sight it is. The furry fellow falls backwards, landing flat out on the sand arms out to either side in cruciform.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Scoot.\" The gun's lifted from the man's skull, Chase allows a peaceful retreat. And soon, it's just the thick soldier on screen. The Desert Eagle's grabbed, as is the letter, and soon Chase is on his way back inside without any shots fired.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's a gorgeous sight, even in the dark of night, the brilliant yellows and greens of tall grasses waving in the chill wind, rolling hills stretching off as far as the eye can see. Pure, white stars shine in the breaks of the thick, dark cloud cover above, bringing a mild, yet still chilled, warmth to the vast expanse of land.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Guard continues meandering on down the hallway. He notices the people collected outside of one of the rooms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns and moves away from the powereful magicks and resonance of Penny's working, not wanting to get caught up in it. He remains quiet, contemplative.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble says, \"Eh. When did the Catholic church rule most of the world?\" Pobble finally sits back up, shaking his head a little. That cigarette he's been clutching since waking up is finally lit and inhaled. \"Giving people hope is all well and good, but your every fackin day joe normal gives people hope, doesn't help any on the grander scale does it..\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The fog rolls up and back, harbor lights twinkling in the wake. It must be strange business, whatever the reason, a girl alone on the docks. She nods by way of an answer at first, cigarette pressed to her lips, then offers \"Stood up, blind date. Place was beat anyway.\" Sheltered somewhat from the brunt of the arctic winds, the whistling in the eaves is enough to distract conversation for minutes at a time \"You?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "once. Veins straining on his horse neck,he finally blows a bubble. *POP*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene ashes his cigarette into an empty beer can at his side, reaching into his breast pocket and pulling out one of his customary orange vials. He offers it to Penny. \"Valium. Take 'em with a shot of Jack. Good for you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny waves to the fat guy \"Lost my keys,\" she say, separating her words with uncalled for annunciation and ducks into their room \"sorry for the noise, sir. G'night.\" Nevermind that it's morning. pose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Another immense pause. Everything behind the curtain. \"Wonder if Alex'll show,\" testing the boundary of a smile, fasting made her lips chapped and raw. \"Kinda beats you got lined up?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah reaches down and retrieves a pen, actually writing something down on a fresh sheet of paper. A moment, and he guestures to Alyx, \"Miss Davian, your objection, for the record?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "One of the doctors opens the corpse's eyes, checks their dilated pupils with a scope. The doctor that had disappeared behind the frame returns, unwinding a length of surgical tubing from around his upper arm. Laughing (and silently; the microphone isn't turned on) he punches another of the surgeons in the arm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave monkey spins to look at Chase, \"You saying I want Banannas? Fackin' insulting that. Takin' me for some kind of ape. I should fackin' eat your fackin' balls you twat.\" he seems quite miffed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Bourbon. Cheers.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre watches you turn, walk away. Rubs his chin, then offers, \"I hope you have a good rest.\" He looks to the walls, then opens his satchel and begins to rummage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater sets down his flute and cranes his head back so he can look at Daisy, \"Actually, I can do it without equipment. Just crank up their hormones to mating season levels.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble tromps on out of the ruins, followed by Dave Monkey who has his cigar gripped tight between his teeth as he pulls a 4' square cardboard box along behind him via a length of string. Said monkey does not look terribly pleased at his predicament. Dr Steve however has a slight smile on his face, tapping his cigarette so that the ash floats onto the monkey in a calculated manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton pulls out two baton like objects. Made of a maglite type flashlight with a couple of gizzmos duct tapped to the sides and where the light bulb would be housed. Standing he extends one of the tubes to Alyx and says, \"Here lady, take this and walk over there a few feet..\" he asks her, pointing to Alyx's left and then turns and hands Penny the other one that she was already expecting and points to her right, \"Over there.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Some, yes. The kind where you can immerse yourself in the pattern - sorry, the beat, and find new ones all of your own making.\" Alyx frowns slightly as the music dies, head cocking a touch to the side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano takes a deep breath, \"Oh.... now I think I am really mad.\" he grows silent for a moment looking towards the Bagel for a moment before tossing it towards Compton, \"Catch.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"May I remind you,\" Keene says, continuing to tap at his cellphone, \"that on meeting me, you introduced yourself with your full title and affiliation without me so much as soliciting it. Now is not the time to be second-guessing yourself in terms of issuing trust.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene nods once. \"The ones that got talked about in the meeting. It's totally them.\" He can say this with a straight face. He /is/ Reynard the Fox.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dammit,\" says Keene. \"It's the fucking magic ninjas.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence gives Hiro an amused glace as she continues on her way to the counter setting her things down on the edge before hopping up onto her favorite seat. She grins over at Jake, \"Good to see you! I see you've found a new sense of style.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah takes a few fleeting notes, only to look up again. \"This issue shall be more formally declared and posted for all to see. Voting for Cabal and the Independent Representatives of the Governmental Council and for the members of the Security Council, where it is appropriate, shall commence soon. Any more questions or comments?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "OOC Penny says \"It's Takoda's pose, yeah?\" OOC Takoda says \"Yes, I was waiting on something.:)\" //.etro: Imogen rolls \"2\" at diff 6 For a total of 1 success(es) including 1 ten(s).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ducking into the car things hitch; her skirt, her breath, her heel in the grate. All of these things quickened in the confines of the leather-trim and tinted glass.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You head into the ruins of the building at the back of the lot. Building Ruins - Vacant Lot - Jarvis and Dundas", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton just stands there looking blank and airy, \"Huh?\" he asks this time. If it wasn't mentioned before, he stinks. Dumpster like.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Svelte, skeletal, probably Japanese. Kasui", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "catch sight of the klepto and her stash of breakfast goods. For a moment, Vulture's attention is brought back around to the front desk attendent like a pair of Naval battle cannons, \"Are y'try'n t'start shit, Dicky?\" The voice goes quiet, and chill, \"Y'try'n t'say that I can't fuck'n afford t'stay here? Did I fuck'n ask f'my goddamn money back, or f'charges t'be dropped?\" He points back to the now, mostly empty, Continental breakfast trolley, \"I woulda liked some fuck'n breakfast... but 'pparently y'don' keep th'goddamn thing stocked up like't should be... do you?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rai shifts his feet under him, standing up and giving himself a small shake to lose the excess water. Rather ambitious, since more just falls on him again. The two of you are presented with a small bob that's a bit much for a nod, but not quite enough to be a bow, and then he turns and takes off quickly towards the street without another look back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Meanwhile, Dr Steve frowns. \"Fuck.\" he says quietly, looking between his pad and Connelly and crossing something out, replacing it with something else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> \"You can certainly say there is a problem. There is a wrong that must be righted.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Node,\" Alyx quips, ever-so softly. \"That's why Hyperion want it. Could be that's what's causing the 'divide'.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She pulls her hands out of her pockets, one out of each. One has a lighter, the other a cigarette. The former lights the latter, and she takes a good long drag.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hanging onto the mic cord, Penny leans back on Hiro, forehead tucked into his shoulder. She's smiling. She screams at them, at Hiro's headphone'd ear \"Omne ignotum pro magnifico est!\" and they raise up their plastic cups to drink fast.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene stares into the fire for a while after Alex leaves, speaking only after he's out of sight. \"I can't do much for you, even if I particularly felt inclined to. Nobody I know can make living animals either.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Last night, he was speaking to God. This morning, the walls were bleeding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And then: silence. This is when the lights kick in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally makes her way over before Pobble enetered and peers over.. \"Hello?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "headphones tilt and open flat, kicked underfoot by someone else drunker than Penny. Drunk enough not to notice the loss or the molded pieces of plastic cracking under the pressure of a rough and stumbling foot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Seth shakes his head and sips his drink. He seems slightly amused at something. He turns and watches Penny walk in and head past them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jacob quirks a bit of a smile, \"So it seems. Though if it were talking rabbits and flying horses I would hate to find the parallels there.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "of clothing around which all others revolve. It's fitted, but big enough to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana glances over after Hiro, curious to see which bathroom he goes in. \"If I were him,\" she says to herself, \"I'd definitely choose women's.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx stirs from what could only be a coffee-induced daydream, chiming in, \"Judy? Who's Judy?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns from the lot to look across the Street at Mecca. He frowns at it as well. If he noticed the car episode or not is open to speculation. In this neighborhood deals going down out of cars are hardly out of the ordinary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Somehow, Keene knew he would come in just as talk of the Spear of Destiny began. This is why his Valium-blood level is at a nice, optimal level. He moves, sits down next to Compton, and leans in a bit once he starts talking to him. He gives no audible reply; instead, he inclines his head once, pats Compton on the shoulder, and offers him a cigarette from his breast pocket. Meanwhile, with his other hand, he takes out a legal pad and pen from inside of his coat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I, er... Sorry. Shoulda brought more.\" he dead pans.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx snortgiggles, a remnant of her former inebriety surfacing at some comment. \"Medicine won't help these....they use magic all their own to fix their ills.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater mumbles something incoherent when his beer finally arrives. For the longest time he just sits there and stares suspiciously at it. Weirdo.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A haze hangs upon the air within the confines of these walls. It is a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Faggot said he hadda gang a this shit. But, I only found this, knaw wha' 'm sayin'. But they gotta be more a' this shizzle somewhere, believe dat.\" The interloper jabs at the prize with one finger from way above his shoulder. Keeping a respectable distance from top dawg, but feigning interest in the second hand effects of Pobble's uber-crack smoke, Cash lingers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No.\" Compton says flatly, a little too quickly, \"Want a bagle?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dr Pob wrinkles his nose, slight distaste showing briefly. It doesn't last however, being replaced with a wry smirk as he twils about, labcoat and blue 'pigtails' flying out with the movement. There's a muttering with the motion, and those with acute hearing may catch what could be the word 'Fuckers'. Maybe not tho eh?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[[ OOC: This is a patrolled area. Security will find you. ]]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tiziano does make his way over towards the Hotel phone. Someone does have to pay for the minibar drinks and it isn't comming out of his butt.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To his left, the sogging remains of what once was an offering straight from T. J. \"Nobody makes sparklers like Mexicans. They use dog shit ya know.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Faint Light dips in through the massive opening at the rough, craggy end of the cave, casting a quiet bluish glow to everything within the cave entrance. The breeze which was only hinted at deeper within the cave can be heard whistling at this hole. The stream continues up and out of the cave, disappearing off into the rolling fields before you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Glassy. Hiro's eyes, that is -- that dull, disconnected sheen. \"Pardon me?\" he asks, attention gradually tracking to fix on Hana.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cash, as gangsta, grins just as broad as he should, and not a millimeter more. \"Yo, 'm come back in a few. We'll halla' at Marco then, see what the shit we come with.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Unseen beyond the Shroud by the majority of Quick, Flay stalks along behind Penny. Looking bemused by her antics and sucking the blissful vibes trailing behind her. His face darkens and his lips curl in to a sneer as the Officer approaches.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse eyes the pile of pills, slides two more to join the two already moved towards Compton, and walks to the bar, fishing in his back pocket. A crumpled knot of currency s withdrawn, untangled, and counted through. A strange snarl of suspiciously high denominations and chickenscratch. \"Pitcher of whatever's cheap.\" Two bills are straightened, flattened, laid on the bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah glances over to Jesyca as she enters. He grants her a nod, confirming her presence, then seems to record it in his log.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Talking to herself, Penny crosses the street just ahead of the cops' arrival somewhere in Tom's vicinity. Smoke wreaths her wake in the thinnest parts of the air, fog roiling underfoot. She looks this way and that way, settling on the cab that Tom hailed \"You taking that one?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx smiles weakly. \"Trust me, Janey. Any more, and you're learning too much. Just....stay away from David, and the others he was with? Please?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori nods her head a few times and dips some calamari into marinara. \"Not hungry, particularly?\" she asks, green eyes peering up at him unabashedly for the moment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Well, since Aaron seems to be gone like, forever Cathy slips off the chair. Sipping her drink.. \"Now's the part where you offer me a cigarette,\" pouring herself another mug \"and tell me your name. And then I tell you 'I'm really not in it for the money, it's how I get my kicks' and then we play.\" Threading the needle of her stance, she's remarkably still. Lower to the table, bending and leaning just so, Penny focuses down the stroking line and exhales, shoots the cue and the loud crack of a clean break splits out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke looks around for the obvious, then it seems to fail. He gets up and heads back into the mall to the nearby Hallmark card store...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stops at the edge of the little gathering, waiting for his companion to catch up. He scans the departing figures, taking a long slow pull on his cigarette and brushing stray ash from the edge of his dress.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There's other people way in the back - they're \"dancing\" too; a few couples crushed into eachother in the dark. She reeks but Penny is nothing if not indulgent. She spins off the stool and winks broadly over her shoulder at Hiro, leaving him to get chummy with Eddie for a few. Call it a sixth sense but there's a hundred and ten percent chance she'll have the money to cover the tab and then some by the time she gets back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dyne wanders off toward the forest in the distance, eventually disappearing into the trees. Dyne has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Penny meets Penny. Does that make you like... the mini-me in that relationship?\" The zippo's finally tucked back away in one of Chase's bagillion pockets. There's some smoking going on, the thick dude peeks into the pool hall proper. \"Let's get a drink, yo.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You shouldn't litter. Those make excellent seasoning,\" Hiro says, stuffing the bagged head into his record bag, and repacking the remainder of the contents. The strap goes over his shoulder, and he gives Penny a curt nod.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Mary watches Jacob leave, shaking her head a little bit. \"I wonder what he meant by that,\" she murmurs to herself, then turns her head slowly back, until she's peering somewhat steadily at Penny. Not to say that she isn't still unsure of all this, but at least she's able to make eye contact directly. \"So,\" she repeats.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "which are in good condition. A juke-box sits next to a small dance floor that", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The library door opens again. And Penny doesn't so much walk out as she shuffles between short spasms of breath. By and large this was the way she entered the room but for the very faint, very thin sheen of sweat that's broken across her features. Even now as she returns to the hall this sweat seems to be evaporating, her left hand still bloodied. The strings of the apron are rednow as well and her knee bears a dark handprint.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The first stage is done. Identity stolen, Gangsta Cash appears with a smile to his 'new' homeboys and takes off racing. \"Fuckin' score, yo.\" He'll be back, to find the big fish at the end of this line.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Acheson shifts a little bit in his seat. It is the only sign of his discomfort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is an explosion of flowers from above... white lilies fall upon the dancing masses. Probably just another special effect arranged for by the party's hosts. The funeral flowers pirouette as they descend into the masses below.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus keeps his eyes on Kasui as both she and Kaze are pulled away. He moves his presents to the side where they are safe, then starts to wander back, while watching everyone. He grins.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Pob and grins. \"I'm sure.\" He thumps Hiro's proffered fist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": ">> \"I am the one asking, so I will let you set the tone. I'll be alone. None of my people will be there.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"So buy me a drink, I'll letcha school me\" nodding back toward the empty table. Clearly she was good - good enough that all the locals scattered; nobody wants to play her. Still busy rifling through the pockets of the coat, Penny refolds the headphones inside one of the pair of pockets, half looking over her shoulder at Devros \"Go on, hey? Something girly,\" she stresses, at once laconic and louche \"with an umbrella.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene ashes his cigarette to his side, with the wind, to knock the ashes away from the two of you. \"So what brings you here, Lord Wells?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "brew of new fun chemi-yummies for Pobs to taste. There's gonna kick back, turn on the TV,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor gives Cadence a rather mean look for seemingly no reason and says, \"If I have to explain to you whats happened to me recently, then you obviously didn't care enough to listen before... meaning I doubt you do now. As for your offer, I must decline. A librarians salary is hardly enough to cover much buy my eating, and I prefer to sleep here more often than not, mostly because I won't be bothered.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton shuffles forward in his soggy footwear and sits down in one of the seats. Then doing the chair scooch along the rock floor. The heavy chair making a loud squeak with each inch it budges.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "game. One hand holds the lapel of his jacket in place when he leans over her at the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ted Reeves pats Ryan's shoulder, \"He's giving us info! Screw the streetwalker.\" He turns back to Mick and says, \"So, Federal employee what do you know?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble enters the Main Hall through the Fields, closing the massive double doors behind him. Pobble has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I am not accountable to the great mass of humanity,\" says Keene. \"Nor do I truly answer to any of them. Their law is not the Code of Hermes. Their ignorance does not excuse them from trying to obstruct my quest for knowledge. I do not seek to harm them, but I will do what I must to continue my quest for understanding.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You and your friends like to celebrate, huh?\" Tom finds himself at the head of the line, after what appears to be a reformed hobo in a poorly tailored suit buys a hip-flask of Night Train. Walking to the head of the line, Tom puts the booze down on the counter beside you with an abundance of caution. He got it all the way here, he'd hate to drop it now. Glancing towards you, Tom ventures, \"You're the one in the Santana shirt... Penny, wasn't it?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton looks up from his 'coffee' at Jesse and his smile fades a bit to a smirk, \"It's not. Drinking 'Ire-ish' cream today.\" he replies, a funny inflection placed on the word Irish. He then gives Alyx the old 'finger-gun salute'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor thinks for a moment and heads to the library. \"Well, I'm off to do some research. I'll see you all later.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel sighs a bit and heads out of the room. He isn't doing any good in here anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From his position on the ground, he can observe Hana at a bizarre angle. She looks down at him from a seemingly great height, one of her hands still on the fence as she looks over her shoulder. The same little wan smile touches her lips. Watching the rain wash the blood down his face, Hana sayds, after a moment, \"Are you hurt?\" Ya think?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wot's going on 'ere then?\" says a tired sounding Dave Monkey, dropping his string and taking a leisurely draw on his cigar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble tromps on out of the ruins, followed by Dave Monkey who has his cigar gripped tight between his teeth as he pulls a 4' square cardboard box along behind him via a length of string. Said monkey does not look terribly pleased at his predicament. Dr Steve however has a slight smile on his face, tapping his cigarette so that the ash floats onto the monkey in a calculated manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Seth is seated with Antigone as they talk quietly and relax. Antigone has a beer infront of her and Seth has a glass of Tequilla and a bottle of it infront of him. Antigone read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "'THEORY: The Ether-lights are projecting a form of light in to the lot. The polaroid with it's sensetive film will work much like Infrared Cameras work, but on hardcopy and not monitors. The concept is that the Etheric engergy is going to resonate off both solid matetr and ectoplasmic material rendering it visable on the film.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "his oh so hollow skull and a non lonely place. Angsty longing for the missing godhead", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isobel nods her head and hurries to obey. guiding the lady to a safe place and shouting in relief as she spots one of the locals who works at the hospitial, he is hurrying towards Erick", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Speaking of product,\" says Keene. \"We should sit down and discuss the trade in private sometime. After all, we want to have a mutually beneficial business relationship.\" He smiles brightly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "this section. The table was once a fine piece of wood craftsmanship until the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia winces at the blast of music, then smiles, liking the beat. She let's Tal finish what he was saying though before saying anything else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel smiles up at Jes warmly, offering her a hand, then leans in to whiper to her. Abel whispers to Jesyca.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Luthor finishes his final drink and stands, walking away from the bar. Luthor stands and leaves Long wooden bar.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel frowns and winces. \"Carefull Hiro, She's hurt.\" He reaches around to make sure the three of them don't go over onto the ground.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon ponders, regarding her left-hand nails, but then relaxes. People seem to get so...testy when blasted by sleet...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal seems about to reply but just shrugs. Apparently Daze never replied.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, \"I dunno... what's alive feel like?\" Compton asks, and knowing him it would prolly mean a strippers boob pressed up again his face, in fact except for the shape, that's kinda what if eeels like it dawn on him, \"Like a square tit.\" is his final summarization of the experience.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex comes out of the light industrial shop by way of the service door. Alex has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She sits up a little, peering at the cards \"She seemed nice. Willing to believe is key.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene is seated near the rear of the audience section, writing detailed notes on a legal pad. He's gone through a few pages by now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Something about money. And Penny? She's just hangin'out, havin'a beer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble laughs, only briefly. A zippo is easily pulled from his jacket pocket, handed over and taking one of your smokes with the same movement. \"That seems to be one thing about this place. It's full of secrets.\" The smile that forms on his lips is a curious one, pensive yet entertained, as if mulling over some hidden intrigue that proves his statement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah gradually makes his way into the Council Chambers. A soft click of his wooden cane preceeds each step, and a briefcase is held in his other hand. He takes his time walking through toward the Seat of Forces, quietly, saying nothing to anyone as he drifts through the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater eyes his beer one more time before finally taking a sip. \"Ah. Then the signals broadcast by the Trilateral Commission's satellites aren't having an affect on you. Excellent.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's done,\" getting up knees to feet \"Put it back, give it back,\" stumbling down as she crosses the room, tripping over the apron strings. \"..give it back..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro cuts out a second line with the edge of a public library card. He seals the bag, dropping it into a labcoat pocket, and leans forward. \"And one for my dead homie,\" he murmurs, before huffing the entirety up his left nostril.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Jesse says \"Yeah. That's the White Star guy. The one who sent the note.\" Jesse finally musters the will and stands, padding over to the little end-table in the corner on which the cluster of empties sprouts. From them, he plucks a half full longneck of bud, and upends it, swallowing the last.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She pauses, and then finally remembers why she came here in the first place \"Hey. You regular here? Know something about homeless person, killed near here, not long ago?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The unnamed man blinks and jumps a bit, gun raising quickly but then stopping as he feels the barrel to his skull. He sighs a bit and shakes his head an inch or so. The reply is one in a voice heavy with a spanish accent, \"No can do Amigo... Unless you the right man.. You kill me boss kills me, makes no difference if I give to you and you wrong.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor yelps as he is suddenly assualted by a whole crowd. He starts making his way to the nearest side he can guestimate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Spreading open his hands, Dr Steve reveals this winter's fashionable Stigmata look. The holes don't look too fresh but are still oozing. The tranquil smile remains as if stuck to his lips with glue, and he looks up towards the ceiling off to the side for a second. The smile widens and he shakes his head before stepping forward to the ice bucket and looking inside. \"I have no idea what you're larking on about.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Could do with some target practice,\" taking on Pobble's thick accent she does a good impersonation \"What about that Aaron guy. Heard he's a knob. Bet on him switchin'it up again?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"Shahai. The one that set up that public meeting in the arena. I know it,\" hiccuping \"I know it was her.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You paged Escalus with 'I'm in.'. Escalus pages: What do you want to do? You paged Escalus with 'Send a smoke signal into the ether.'. Escalus pages: Define?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Actually it took them a /bit/ more than a day,\"Alex informs with a making a pinching action with his fingers,\"I rezoned the land for non-commercial and industrial use. They had to get in and fit that too... And as for working in the system, that is what Virtual Adepts do best. I mean, we have a cabal working in the NSA after all...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "to bristle just a touch and an expectant grin begins to form on its lips. The smell of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Street> Industrial Light and Sound says \"Here, check't out. (http://www.junkho.org/) Creepy shit for a party, man.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater looks back at the cave. \"Dammit. I left my pack in the Jeep.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "platform. Numerous barstools line the counter that runs the circumference of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Several minutes later, Alex exits the keep and makes his way across the rolling hills to the cavern. He pauses a moment to look back at Novus and then turns to head into the cavern. Alex heads down the hill and up the other, disappearing into the cavern's darkness. Alex has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I got a business here, shit\" all pissed off \"and you think you can just stealth your way in? What the fuck?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny looks about ready to jump out the window. Compton is grinning now, \"I never said anything actually.... Mornin Dave.\" Compton says out in to the room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble laughs quietly, \"Not at all.\" Pale eyes roll, wine lifted and swilled carefully around the glass, brought back over the plate in contemplation of drinking it. \"I diddn't take you as being so uptight.\" he teases, a nail tapping against the glass with a strange sound. \"Sorry.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Brief scene - we learn the Opposition has eyes in the mermaid as we always suspected. Left relabeled thing #1 there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Griswold waits for a moment more, just standing and looking at Penny with wide eyes. After a moment he tentively says, \"Ok, well. Have a good night.\" He begins to walk towards the north. \"And get inside, before you freeze.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This place wasn't designed for smokers; it was designed for throwbacks. Pig-Boy's expression attests this opinion; scowling around the filter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cold repelling is perfomed by a full length black crushed velvet overcoat, apparently with an added inner lining. In contrast to the fine attire beneath, the velvet hasn't held up too well in the snow and rain and is starting to become patchy in places while having that drowned rat look to it while wet. It has an oversized hood, and deep out-side pockets.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "... looks up, removes the lense cap and tries again. \"Keep 'em up there ladies.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexs head moves back and forth as he eyes move over the people on the make-shift dance floor, from behind the shades. His head stops moving when Jess shifts into the ball of light, perhaps watching her... it from behind his shades.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "From afar (to Penny, Hiro, and Daisy), Cassius realizes that sometimes there are players who make it all worth it. ;)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze lands in a perfect Crane Stance balanced only on the toes of one foot long after he should have landed. He holds both hands out in front of him palms up and one of the glowsticks, having finished their stringless aerial dance, falls neatly into each hand as he pauses a moment to crack his neck, \"I havent cut loose like this in a long time.\" he says with a broad smile on his face, seeming to have succeeded in escaping the worries and concerns that might normally plague him, or just momentarily leaving the vaunted Akashic serenity by the wayside as the case may be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca chews on her bottom lip a moment, \"I do not know how strong they are, just that a lot of things have happened, and that they seem to be just about everywhere. Before I awakened, I knew several of them. I still do, I'm just trying to hide that I have awakened now.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"-- I mean, you know what there's a possibility of. That ain't a good possibility.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man heads over to the box, and climbs in, with his monkey. The top closes up, and that's the last of that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble is still recoiling from the noxious clean smell of the bucket, and just manages to lift it up and pour the contents down the sink. No one seems overly impressed with his drug addled plan and it sucks the motivation out of him. He stands there, bucket upturned and wobbling for a few moments. \"Go 'head\" he mumbles, dropping the bucket noisily and lighting up a new smoke.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He finishes tapping at his phone, hits send, and puts it in his jacket pocket while awaiting a reply. He looks back at Harrison. \"Not to be rude, Lord Wells, but you are on our property demanding things of /me/. This is somewhat backward, wouldn't you say?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stops and thinks about this for a second, his brow krikling up, \"I,um... I mean, like, its no my room eh?\" he says in his defense.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Darke comes back in and settles in the back of the place. He begins to fill out an assortment of cards - Mother's Day, Valentine's, Birthday, etc. He seals each one and labels the outside with the same name.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel smiles a little and moves to help keep the plastic and tape from getting caught where it isn't supposed to go. \"Here, let me help. I really need to read up more on my Kabbalah.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy dips into her center pocket to cig Penny. \"What door?\", she asks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I don't want to be a hero,\" Ryan responds softly before adding, \"I just don't wanna see a woman die before me.\" And, with a deft motion and turn, Ryan removes his trenchcoat and tosses it toward Penny as he turns to leave. \"Do me a favor, don't freeze to death,\" Ryan says as he doesn't even bother to watch whether Penny catches the trenchcoat or not. As he makes a motion for Millia to follow him back to his chevy, Ryan adds presumably for Penny, \"Tell him he has my appologies for whatever perceived insults he's suffered and is free to have me roughed up at any time, but that I would ask he lay off injuring women.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Then just Daisy: \"The flesh is a vessel. Those who have lain down in death rise up. The grave sings. They still breathe.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana pushes off the wall and slips out the door. Hana steps back out to the main hall. Hana has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny keeps piling the hair at the monkey, choking him. Basically she's done with the dialogue part of the evening. Her reasons, many and varied as they may be, all boil down to the fetid stink of vengence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Escalus has disconnected. Escalus has connected.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally sighs and sorries. she's getting sleepy as well", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You head out of the park. Downtown - Jarvis and College E(#128RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "as the lighting illuminates from the mouth down. It is as though the dark conspires", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Ain't got no million bucks to spend on a do nuthin whore, especially one that I didn't agree to pay.\" Compton says pushing himself off the ground, sheets of slush falling form his back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro knew they were Aleve. Hiro couldn't find his fucking Aleve this morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "More sirens wail in the distance, but one squad car screeches to a sudden halt as it approaches the scene. The crowd of onlookers earns a scowl from Tex, as he steps from his awkwardly parked car. He approaches the wrecked vehicle and the crowd, taking his badge out, and tucking it in his coat pocket to identify him as a officer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Men in the distance tend to stay that way; Penny isn't concerned. Theory and practice tell us they'll be disappearing into the ether as silently as they arrived. \"You were supposed to be there, huh. Wouldn't worry - they're a little stuffy.\" She pulls a face, \"Yacht clubs,\" wrinkles her nose at it \"not", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess leans away from Millia as she starts to dance and watches with a grin now, she watches Tal as well though before looking at Kasui comparing notes perhaps before she joins in. She waits until the music bursts back into full force and then starts to dance, it seems most reminiscent of Millia's style.. perhaps that is where she has been learning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse winces, shaking his head and sighing as he watches Compton drink his coffee. \"Did the Brit turn you onto that shit?\" Another sip. \"Thought you were supposed to be...\" He looks at the old man, frowning with curiosity. \"Tell me that's not some goldberg backalley shortcut to the kaywhole.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater tilts his hat back as he takes a seat at the bar. \"Beer. Nothing fancy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally looks at Paksen.. \"what do you think? think we can do this?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says overly loud \"Yeah, CHARADES. We have a game scheduled with the local pre-school. We volunteer.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Geni..\" murmers the man. Apparently a lost cause. One hand, stained black in patches in the light and glistening slightly still holds the blue smoker at Chase, as if he'd forgotten he was proffering it. The end seems slightly stained with black against the blue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac looks at the truck pulling up and waves the person emerging over to him. He then turns back to erick and says, \"Are you threatening me now? So now they have to question you /and/ hold you on account of verbal assualt?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"All you need is the name... A spook is just a spirit... that's all you need.\" Compton explains in an impatient deadpan.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Those who have lain down in death rise up to see thee,\" whispers Daisy. \"They still breathe.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Aaron nods and passes Compton iwith a light pat on the shoulder Aaron steps back out to the main hall. Aaron has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods and sighs as SHE STANDS THERE . seems SHE HAS SOME DECISIONS TO MAKE.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui lets her entire body simply fall limply to the floor, where, like a serpent, she writhes in sensuously undulatory waves until she upturns her body into a hand-stand and then bounces from hr hands onto her feet again. Spinning in a downward spiral she extends her left leg in a motion that sweeps above the floor like a propeller blade only to raise, on the ball of her foot and still spinning, to her full height where she extends that left leg above her head and holds it there by gripping her foot with one hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As Cole is distracted by Penny's dash, he misses the ball entirely and it bonks him in the side of the head. He looks first to Shen Chi curiously, wondering how he managed to get a ball to hit the ~other~ side of his head...when it dawns on him. He looks back at Cadence, shocked, before bending to pick up the ball and coming up red-eared.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The driver appears to have lost consciousness. Trauma to the head from impact with the Steering wheel then the glass Obviously not wearing his seat belt correctly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This small courtyard is perhaps twenty feet by thirty feet, open to the street on one side and blocked by buildings on the other three. A dry cleaner is on the first floor of one building, but its upper stories and the other two buildings appear to be residential. The one that forms the back of the courtyard even has small balconies on the upper two stories, and first-floor windows peering right into the courtyard. Near the street are two stone benches, freestanding, and a discreet stone-exterior trash can.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene's lips purse. \"We'll want to stay out of that guy's way, then. Who's the main operator?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac arrives from the south. Isaac has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rai blinks slowly at Cash, and doesn't look like he's quite sure how to respond to that. An uncertain, \"Oh,\" is the eventual reply. \"Does that burn well?\" He looks about to add something else, but promptly goes quiet as Penny comes into his field of vision, looking at her curiously.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"It's going to tell the technocrats that Mages exist? That'll be interesting new developments for them eh..\" says Dave Monkey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Eyes that were expecting a quip or joke in return, wait like a stood up prom date. Chase just watches her for a few silent beats after she speaks, turning back to the street without the prize of a proper reply.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"No I don't think so\" emphasis on the don't. Penny wobbles her beer at you, see? it's still mostly full, and steps back toward her perch between cigarette machine and public phone. Reaching into her pocket for a loose cig, she tucks it behind her ear for later \"I'm sure you and your little stick can keep eachother company.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "[Ed. note: Penny plays pool. Really well. Impresses locals and makes a new friend.]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex casually wanders into the main chamber, stopping just through the door. His head doesn't turn, but one would assume that his eyes are moving about behind the shades.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal takes Kasui's hand and shakes it firmly Western-style before returning a bow from the waist with a sheepish grin. As he straightens he says, \"It is nice to meet you Kasui.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "your head. \"For luck.\" he explains, blinking at you. \"Going inside, doll?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble points along the street, \"I'm parked just nearby as it goes mate. Was just out dress shopping.\" He takes hold of the edges of his dress with each hand to show off the fine appareil.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom steps off of the moist sidewalk and into the street. Only looking left", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'll have Hiro go trashing around the place. We'll track his financial movements and behaviors for a while. Then we start systematically leaving tracks for the Black Hats to find. Let them take out the trash.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alive? That is an interesting question. As Penny destroys the link you can take the stuff and putt in where you want in your spirit world. It just moves there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia walks from the forest, carefully picking her way though it as she heads into the fields. She must be in a good mood as seh is humming softly to herself as she strolls along/", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She smiles some, going gently into her altered state \"Shoulda SEEN this woman,\" exaggerating details in drawn-out words \"Biiiig frilly dress comin'out of the Eaton Center. Totally into letting me borrow her stuff. Didn't have any'a your equipment, can't do that shit with the lights but maybe you can poke at it with your sticks, make it show us something.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "strangers \"Light? Got a light?\" resembling the unsettling homeless kids.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah chews on the end of the straw. \"What happened to you anyway?\" she calls in Penny's direction, morbid curiosity getting the better of her. She chews on the straw some more, grinding one end pretty thoroughly between her teeth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "To the right of the entrance is a modest bathroom that is sparkling clean. This room has two queen-sized beds separated by a few feet, with plenty of blankets and large fluffy pillows. Inside the second drawer of the nightstand that sits between the beds is a copy of Gideon's Bible. Across from the nightstand on the far wall is a TV that offers hours of cable entertainment. A note near the TV remote reminds you that pay-per-view adult movies will be added to your bill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene lets Hiro explain. This is /all/ him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods.. \"I will discuss this with my Cabal, but I do ask this. Should my cabal and I decide to continue with our plan of hijacking the signal, Would there be repercussions from the Traditions? \" she holds up a hand. \"I am neither stating nor backing down, as I want my Cabal to have a discussion in this. I merely wish to know what sort of repercussions if any we may expect from our Allies.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I didn't.\" deadpans the big guy. \"It's just the cheap stuff the indians smuggle up.\" Comtpon then peers at Pobble, then answers for him, \"Yeah, me and Rainman are in I guess.\" and then gloares at the monkey, \"You *really* don't wanna live do ya?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny slumps back to the chair and looks up at Pobble before rasping, scratching something from the corner of her mouth \"His skull of course. And the pieces that did not belong to him. Part of the deal. Return to sender.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex is standing by the hearth in the same area where Niko is seated. His eyes, however, are on Penny. Perhaps waiting for a response or a reaction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro enters the Council Chambers from the Main Hall outside. Hiro has arrived. Niko read your description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble it seems just wanted to show off his cognitive abilities. He looks pretty wasted, but then you saw him earlier. He seems both more and less wired now. He sucks on the corpse of the joint in silence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A laugh and *pop*, Chase stands slowly wipping his hands on his pants for some reason. \"Ya, you donkies'll prolly be under ninja radar if ya stick to dance halls. Course, i move product in some of those venues myself. But i'm sure we can come to some agreement. Buy me outta clubs you wanna work or somethin'...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Thunk thunk. Thunk thunk.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene steps into the cave with a squish, steadying himself on the wall as he emerges from the swirling blackness. He waits patiently for Pobble to follow, letting him orient himself and indulging his woop before starting onward again. As one would expect, he complains about `nature'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No. Hod is not Keene.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk north along Parliament to Wellesley. Downtown - Parliament and Wellesley E(#179RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He smiles graciously, moving over down the hill a little bit to greet Connelly. \"I'm Steven Keene; that's my associate, Dr. Alder. We're part of the Invisible College.\" He puts out his hand to shake with a practiced cheerful expression. \"And to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with this evening?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro turns to face the console, and raises his cup towards the mob - now swelled to almost ten times it's original size. The crowd has grown more diverse while no-one was looking - punks and gutter trash intermingling with ravers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James replies, \"Any time.\", then steps in to the cab that has pulled up, closing the door behind him. James has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny is leading. Compton is distracting with the bagel and Penny is walking past the kid into that room that is not theirs to hunt down the instant coffee. This only works because Compton can follow, follow-up and fix their own minibar woes as well. \"C'mon, it'll just take a sec.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac rolls his eyes. \"You got a job at a bar, are your celebrating by going to /another/ bar to drink yourself stupid? Thats really smart, I'm sure they appreciate you not giving them business.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene, unlike Pobble's amphetamine augmentations, has a nice mixed booze and Valium flow to him; which is to say he /seems/ normal unless you start dealing with reflexes. Of course, he's so accustomed to operating like this that he hardly seems impaired. He walks nice and slow back towards the gardens, even as Millia zips right by him, to be sure that Pobble doesn't get out of arm's reach.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble raises a brow, half confused, half amused. Bemused is probably the word. Angling himself around, he looks at you with tilted head, a strand of stray blue hanging over his goggles to tickle above his eye. The brow twitches but his hands stay in his lap. \"You came back soon.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny finds it funny, smiles when Hiro says it. She snifs like maybe she needs to blow her nose and bobs her head back and forth; some variation of yes. When she opens her mouth to speak again, Penny already has the next shot lined up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Catherine opens the door and walks into the pool hall. Catherine has arrived. Aaron opens the door and walks into the pool hall. Aaron has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton props hismself up on one elbow and looks on incrediously. He's seen Penny in most her moods. Even freaked out,but this is just bizzare, \"What's the problem?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "There is a knock on the door. Slight, low down and quiet. But rapid and repeating repeating. Like a tiny little Anne Frank motherfucker tapping to be let out of hiding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In the background are the sounds of the Salvation Army Band. A group of four players and one nun with a bell. It's unending noise jangles nerves and keeps everyone far away, not tossing coins into the metal bucket. Find them and you'll find her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave the Monkey nods solemnly, then takes a big toke on the cigar. \"Oi, Pobs you freak. Take this a mo.\" Dr Steve takes the cigar, and the monkey runs back to the cardboard box, diving inside and rumaging.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "No, they never did like our kind. In fact, there's a kind of active animosity in their eyes. Sending out one of their stockboy minions to 'unpack' and 'restock' is a thinly vieled surviellance tack.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny doesn't stop amid the protests but keeps moving for the doors over there. It's not a rifle. It's a gun. A Colt .45 in Penny's hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Someone has made a 'den' of this place, bringing in all sorts of elements to help bring comfort to those that visit. Black, wooden crates are set about for chairs and stools; old cushions which still hold their form and haven't begun to fall apart give a place to rest that is not cold concrete; two large barrels burn refuse to flame and warm the area from the weather outside; and incense of sandalwood and clove burn from all corners of the room to create a soft cloud of gentle smell.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "part at all for the likes of Tom. Just the remarkable humidity has already", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Anyone who brings me Coors, gots one coming.\" Healthy swig. \"'S on yer mind, cabrone?\" Lazy Chase leans forwards a bit for the answer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally blinks? you.. made it to the planet Mars? and never got words to me? \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim strolls into Overdrive's Alley, makes his way to the bar and slaps twenty dollars down. He winks to the bartender, and says: \"One bourbon, one scotch, one beer.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Alex has arrived. Alex follows Chase into the council chambers and heads back over to the chair he was about to sit in before he was called out to the other chamber to speak with Chase.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Beneath two stories, lies a basement with all the common amenities. However, it's been converted into a semi living space.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Oh, and she's smoking. Or she was up until it went out just then. Penny pats", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble raises a thin brow, not ceasing the tapping of his foot. A swig from the wine proceeds the question, \"Doesn't pay well then does he?\" Subsequently the beverage is drained, empty glass set down unevenly and wobbling before it comes to rest.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"No,\" Keene says, patiently, \"nothing is obvious, Lord Wells. Since I don't have all of the information about who is who in this city, you could very easily be a disguised Technocrat, a robot duplicate, an intrusion clone of someone calling himself Lord Wells, or a hard-light hologram projected from an orbital platform that appears to be someone called Lord Wells. You could also be controlled by a vampire by some means, or otherwise not be entirely who you say to be.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Alright,\" he says, \"just follow behind me, and I think we'll be let in. We have to pass by some landmarks in a particular order, though I don't know which ones are important.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex snort and waves a hand in front of Connelly's eye,\"Hello in there... Like I said, Lelio has been a problem for months, more than a year even. I think that alot of consideration has going into this decision.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She wrote: God's fucking with the frequency, Kenneth. Also, come home. We're packing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble stands near the door, watching paint dry. His hands twitch a little, and blood drips from a fingertip to splat down onto the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton reaches inside the pocket on his loud shirt and pulls out what looks like a postit note. Opening it he pauses and says in his gravelly voice he states with some authority, \"The Invisible College does not support this action.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton mimics Jesse's hand motions, \"Yeah, yeah - a thing. Speak right you fucktard. You mean a Digi-analog editor?\" he says with some sense of authority.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Really?...\"Alex says not really seeming to pay much attention to which direction Compton points in, though that is so hard to tell with those shades. He starts to turn to head back inside but then stops,\"Oh... I understand that Hana has expressed interest in your group?...\" he asks tilting his head slightly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Still chemical foci, as Pobs uses, just going about it's business in roads. Chase will", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "in some climate more suitable than this one. Not a bad haircut - but not", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns to Daisy as she makes her announcement. He nods.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ted Reeves switchs from a british accent to his patented southern accent and says to Mick, \"Well, I'll be damned. If we's a re-port-ers, then I'll bet that your a mountie... Eatin' a sandwich with no grey poupon, that is.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The hand emerges from pocket, holding something. What it is, lost in the shadows and blocked perspectives to any that would be watching the couple out of sight huddling at foot level.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 6 success(es) including 3 ten(s). //.etro: Penny rolls \"Dexterity + Dodge\" privately to Pobble at diff 6.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Is there a... a liquor store or.. bar 'round here?\" It's often really hard to escape from drunk ramblings in the middle of the day, somehow the offending drunkard always seems to corner you for a few questions past smelly. Yes, Dale's downwind. She can smell the old whiskey slightly muddied by the weather clinging to Cash.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Industrial Light and Sound says \"Any'f you seen the flyers that just hit the streets? Just got one from some kid outside the saigon.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton grins, loosening up. He shuffles his feet again, flinches to one side (okay, now he's getting silly) and throws another right at Chases midriff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse switches abruptly to english, after a few phrases in another language. \"Anyway so I was reading Deleuze again and he's got this rhizome schtick, dig? And so I'm thinking that we need to figure out this schizoanalysis thing. Run it past Piggy, maybe use it as a schema for the son et lumiere cutups we've been talking about?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That's probably true. It's a well established fact since he slept through that quake in 2006, Compton could sleep through anything. Even a fight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Unpreturbed by the apparent violation of his workings Pobble stands, gathers his belongings and leaves. The two practically untouched beers remain on the table as the fellow heads out into the freezing cold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That's some spicy guacamole,\" he declares, straightening bolt-upright. Sharp sniff. He turns; tosses a sharpie to Penny, underhand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel stays clear of Marcus as he heads of the room. He has a clue as to what's going on there and doesn't feel like fighting it right now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Paradox, similarly, is a power to be answered to. But I am not accountable to it. It is a universal force like gravity or inertia that must be reckoned with, but it has no moral authority. I respect its power to do me harm and avoid incurring its wrath, but it has no intrinsic right to limit me or make me act in any particular way.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"That pee eye Gabe? was your boyfriend?\" the towel hanging in her hand \"dang girl. Well him, that's the one.\" She sits on the other bed with a sudden solemnity \"Nice guy,\" opening up the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dr Steve looks down with an attempt at a silencing glare, ruined by the barely suppressed mirth. \"This is the same spider that managed to unawaken that bird right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Empty lots and undeveloped plots of useless land fill this intersection. Old, largely-abandoned factories are set up along the streetside. Development here ceased long ago, apparently. Two major homeless shelters operate in this area, given its rather cheap real-estate value. The area is mostly populated by homeless people, junkies and whores, though the occasional employee of the few operating companies in this area might be seen driving through... generally rapidly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess just stops and wobbles a little eyes wide as she looks from Millia and Tal and Marcus and Kasui and Kaze... mouth open a touch like she is a touch overwhelmed or perhaps a little to Euphoric now. She has this silly grin on her face though and has finally stopped giggling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "such as Dirk Gently's and Power Bar. The Coloured Stone is located", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny, uncomfortable in the doorway, broken-records \"Yeah. Uh. So where's the body.\" She touches the edge of the plastic, tip-tip-flicking a corner between thumb and forefinger. Shrugging up her shoulder, the question merely perfunctory.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene accepts the joint graciously, takes another ginger toke from it, and passes it to Hiro afterward, slowly exhaling. Fortunately, Keene remembers her name. \"Jane Connelly, Medicine Woman,\" he says, and thinks he's pretty damned clever at that. \"She objected to the adventure my colleague here and his filthy assistant undertook today.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex enters the Hall from the Laboratory. Alex has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I,\" says Keene, \"do not feel that way. I feel that under your guidance, Magister, conditions will improve. This Chantry will become safer and better for all of us, and ultimately we will be able to make real progress in the Ascension War. But this has been a hard sell for me to my cabal.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Gotchya.\" Takoda states, making sure to make no sudden movements near the man's head. It's rather obvious he isn't quite used to this sort of situation, but seems to be handling it just fine. \"ETA is any minute...\" His voice trails off as the ambulance arrives. When the EMT's begin to head over, he steps back from the vehicle, glancing down at his bloodied hand, from checking the driver's pulse.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at Pobble,\"What have I done? Sir... I heard you were a doctor... I do not see how you keep your medical license like you do...but... I work in the emergency for my face to sleepers...and...you ever spend time there...you know that every life you save puts something back..even if it just means that a mother doesn't have to grieve over the loss of her son...and, by not keeping my own religious beliefs hidden like most of the medical professionals do... I have had times already where someone asked me to explain it...which may not have any fruits immediately, but..oneday it will... Dyne pops out of the hole, a small flat black box of some sort in his left hand and in his right hand a lit cigarette. He glances at the box then, then starts to walk towards the tree line of the forest with a brisk pace, the glowing ember giving away his location as he moves.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tal begins, \"I, Taliesin Emrys, am a member of the Beacon in the Dark. Abel Elison is also a member as are my two apprentices, Millia McMillan and Jesyca Petrovich.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater pinches the bridge of his considerable nose. \"Where was all this help when I needed it to deal with that spider beast? Which is still at large and likely babbling our secrets, by the way.\" Nose pinching done, he eyes Compton. \"And you are...?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly frowns, and looks at Standinwater..\"Standingwater.... Why don't you go ask a Euthanatos? They deal with the dead all the time...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Winning but not confident or comfortable in the least, his bravado lacks sincerity. This guy - let's call him Greg, Greg has a look about him, like he's out of his element. He gives any casual spectator the impression, given the sweat beading on his upper lip and forehead, that he's about to lose a great deal of money.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane is leaned against the counter, sipping coffee, and has apparantly just been talking to the group of misfits, for she is regarding them with a look of faint amusement. It's a Starbucks. It's just like any Starbucks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah eventually finds something relevant to say. She demonstrates her mastery of the blatantly obvious. \"Guy's got a lousy job.\" she remarks. It doesn't sound like she has a huge amount of sympathy for him, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble is lying flat on his back. His face is smeared with dried crusty blood, from a big gash/scratch across his forehead. He ignores Keene's hand, reaching instead for a pill box attached to his skirt by safety pin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, run it back,\" the suited Hermetic says. \"Hopefully Chase comes by; I think this is up his alley.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table It should be pretty clear at this point that Penny's probably one of the good guys. She gives off that vibe. Or something.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "bones. Sun poisoning there in tiny bright pink spots; a long neck and a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Absently Chase hands over the kicker, still some red fluid to inject. \"Hit that. Main line", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Where oiled machines once crouched, muttering and grinding implacably along, new beings[2] now congregate in silent communion: gathered in dimly illuminated corners, their faces turned upwards to the flickering solaris. Mickey Mouse -- or, at least, a plastic facimile thereof -- is here, human-sized and cheerfully vacant eyed. Ronald McDonald[3] sits on a wooden bench, his injection-molded face fixed in it's familiar, eternal grin. They number in the dozens; the fading icons of commercial success.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton takes back the remainder of the bottlette, and drains it. He listens, about intently as Jesse, for although he was ther, he saw all the actors, he still has no idea what the plot was. Next bottle: Beefeaters. Mmmm, piney goodness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence wanders out of Novus Valnastium in the distance, slowly closing ground until she has arrived in the heart of the fields. Cadence has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny holds her phone up to the next awning, counting silently to herself, nodding her head up and down. Up and down. Down down, bamp bamp. She finds her groove and knocks it around, shivering terribly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "For a total of 3 success(es). //.etro: Imogen rolls \"7\" at diff 6", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse lifts his cup to his lips, blowing across its surface before sipping again at the nearly congealed fam and sugar concoction. He rolls his head, stretching his neck, then finally looks away from the logo, blinking as he returns his attention to his surroundings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I, er, Compton... Invisible College.\" Compton falters a little, having run out of his predetermined lines, \"Keene, as usual is... busy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana bows casually, but in the innately formal manner of the Japanese. About 45 degrees, and then she goes back to peeling her orange, and glancing around. She's never seen so many people around here, it bears examination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This time it is a long shot down the length of the table to the far pocket. The shit is clean and dead straight and the 11 joins his brothers. With a smirk Compton goes for the chalk, \"Some peoples larvae eh?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny nodsnods. Taliesin leaves by way of the double doors, entering the Main Hall. Taliesin has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly wells...\"Yes...is that now it works for everyone? Both you and your Avatar have to agree....\" She frowns,\"We all saw what happened when my Avatar and I disagreed with Jess..... I could have saved her...but...my Avatar essentially...said no...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dave,\" says the monkey. \"Dave Monkey.\" Taking the giant cigar in tiny hand he offers the other mitt to Chase for shaking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We've been cooped up in that shit-hole too long I say.\" Compton does say, and lifts his pitcher to his mouth again and sucks some more back leaving a film of foam on his 'stache. Damn, looks skuzzy. \"We gotta get out before they have us going door to door with fruit cakes.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Entire maneuver takes, what, four seconds? Entire maneuver's hard to detect, but a sudden rush of induced paranoia causes her to turn back around and pay especial attention to the beer sitting in front of her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hepzibah ambles over to take a look at the monitor. \"Never seen him.\" she contributes, trying to sound like she has at least half a clue, and might have a remote chance of recognizing a random intruder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Alyx.\" Compton says simply as a form of appology, and returns to the bag, producing this time a Polaroid camera that seems to be mounted on the end of a rifle stock and scope. The old style Polaroids, (which he most likely picked up off some venders junk heap in the St. Laurence market) and his rusty, trusty Ether Goggles... some hackneyed gadgets you just can't get rid of it seems.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "On one wall, where light never touchs, a crescent moon is painted in white. Below it on the floor burn candles of black and white color in jars.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Not to be rude, Chase ohs and finally sees the smoke Pobble's offering him. Along with the panties, beer, and offers of Penny's cha-cha, Chase doesn't know what to do. Though smoking some of Pobble's shit does seem on the list. It's plucked from him and dragged upon before anyone can say anything.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Vulture opens the door and walks out onto the stoop. Vulture has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake finishes off his beer and puts down the empty glass. He rubs his face a bit and humms a little to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex begins down the hill and toward the Ruins. Alex has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "That about sums it up for Penny. She pulls her things together, headphones go back around her neck, trench gets remantled and sashed gingerly .. for whatever reason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The stupid one.\" This, perhaps, actually manages to be less helpful than the first statement. Hiro's too high to be very watchful; he's presently scrutinizing his cheap plastic bic, trying to work a thumbnail under the metal childproof guard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble rolls his eyes. So does the Monkey. \"Which was made by random Hermetics and Choiristers, some time before you got here. It dissappeared and came back and no one really knows much about it or where the nodes that power it are? Right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse moves away from where he'd been leaning against the counter, a nod and a raise of his foamed something to Alyx when she walks in. Leaning instead against the closest table, he sets his coffee down, pulls a film canister from his satchel, shakes a couple of pills from it, and washes them down with the steaming drink. \"Here's to the reverend Sun Yun Moon.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane pages: \"Ow? This is me. Who is _this_?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor looks at Standingwater quizically all of sudden. \"So what exactly happens when the chair is sat on again? I think you failed to mention that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton closes one eye and peers at the partched Tranny from the other, \"Taint funny man.\" he says. The to Tiziano, \"Well, do ya?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The ceiling is set high with churning metal fans. The blades churn a thick", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Wordlessly, she holds the needle-nosed pliers at arm's length. Twisting her wrist gives the pliers enough angular momentum to be noticeable by her still barely-functional peripheral vision. Having confirmed that they still exist, she turns back toward you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He speaks with a South London accent, sounding quite common at times no matter the covabluary he wields. He moves wearily, as if each motion is a true feat of willpower and each step a mile.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Chase has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table \"Yeah, you aren't the only one with that kinda problem,\" deadpans Hiro, scrutinizing the tip of his cigarette. \"So what happened? And why'd it hit Toronto?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She puts two fingers on your wrist and takes the cigarette from you, bones in her elbow popping. \"God's gotta go.\" She says it this way, casually, the kind of thing someone says about the kid at the party freaking out in the corner after someone spiked his drink. \"God's definitely gotta go,\" dragons out the smoke \"crashers are so over.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "in place of a personality. \"'s Hiro.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Sounds thrilling,\" Alyx remarks to Jesse's comment, smiling languidly. \"Me, I'm happy with just marshalling my thoughts together into an orderly line and letting them die one by one under a wave of sweet coffee.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble snickers, taking something from his pocket and slipping it into his mouth. He chews for a few moments in silence, the look on his face illustrating that whatever it was, wasn't that plesant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene reaches into his pocket when it vibrates, producing his phone. He looks at the readout, scrolling down through the message quickly before pocketing the phone again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Light dissapears through the peep hole. There is a sigh, something scrapes the door and the lock clicks shortly followed by the sound of something small hitting the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Middle aged guy wearing a hawiian shirt. ______________________________________________________________________________", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton props the goggles up on his forehead and scowels at Penny, fucking flake that she is. \"What you on today woman?\" he asks with mounting annoyance.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny comes down the stairs. Penny has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "His clothing shows that he likely comes from a poor household. Baggy, worn black cargo pants that look like they belong on a kid a year or two older than him, dirty old black sneakers and a dark gray zip-up hoodie that's also starting to look worn. He's usually got that layer of general dirt and grime on him that children accumulate, as well as frequently sporting the various bumps, bruises and scrapes of an active kid. When he talks, though his pronunciation is clear, he has a heavy Hong Kong accent that marks him as foreign-born.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "With a flourish of her arm, Daisy lifts the proferred plastic cup, then slumps in against Penny, trembling side pressed to hers. The beer is Keystone Light. The ergot is cheap blotter acid. The sentiment is the same.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Dig,\" Daisy repeats, rubbing at the corner of her mouth with her thumb. \"We'll see what we can do.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "As for Hiro, he seems pretty fucking out of it. Mind, one has to be pretty fucking out of it in order to traverse public areas dressed like sailor moon. He smokes his cigarette, and offers no further commentary towards Compton; eyes fixed on the ceiling ward curl of smoke.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny explains in the cab-ride over \"Oh she's usually tour-guide but she hasn't shown her face in a while. Least not since the move here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The great marble table seems to be carved from a single piece of stone. Polished and pristine, the table stands as if it had stood here for an eternity, its circle unbroken and complete. Each seat surrounding it is spaced evenly, as if meticulous care has been given toward seeking this state of equality.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "out the stars in patches overhead. Elsewhere they glitter brightly in the dark sapphire sky. ______________________________________________________________________________ The Rose Tearoom(#1214RlJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "second storey is still mostly intact. Any interior finishing is long gone--the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well look at it. That's not how it started out, is it? Nothing natural about it,\" Penny, leaping to conclusion, sits on the edge of the tub leaving the toilet, seat and lid down, for Compton to sit on. \"What is it... is it 'the word made flesh'? Fuck, Daze's never around .. \" Then, \"Gimme a cigarette.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Maybe Hana recognizes the figure, if not the face. She slows, a dismal dripping half-frozen drowned cat. Stopping behind him, she looks past him at the industrial complex assuming you mean the light industrial shop?.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny makes with the oofs and the groaning alongside the most creative use of expletices in the latin language anyone's ever heard of. If they speak the language, that is. Not as heavy on her feet, Penny moves around Compton, glaring \"Aren't you supposed to be taking care of me? Hellooo.. mcfly..\" she actually makes another huffing noise getting Compton to his feet. expletives, too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori shakes her head. \"What, and live in some rathole I can barely afford eating ramen noodles every night and going to sleep praying that the stray bullets won't clip me in the head while I sleep? No thanks. Did that, and I didn't like it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesyca enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Jesyca has arrived. Jesyca tries to quietly walk into the meeting, looking rather sheepish at arriving so late.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "wound briefly. Its electrifying, the Monkey falling back onto the floor with a thump where", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro drops his hands. With them, the curtains on the high warehouse windows drop -- the cavernous space flooded with the light of the rising sun. Head tilted back, he passes his hands over the console: once, twice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel sees a group congregating ahead and makes his way toward them. \"The One's peace be with you,\" he calls, announcing his presence with word as well as the light of the candle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Their intention to cut off the President's legs is obvious. The camera mercifully cuts away, but the chorus is unrelenting. \"The breast of the Osiris Ani, whose word is truth, is the breast of the Lady of Sais,\" Daisy pronounces. \"The breast of the Osiris Ani is become the breast of the Lady of Sais.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton stares blankly at the guard again. Scared? Clueless? It's hard to tell. He opens his mouth once, but closes it again... a little goldfish like.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Or maybe I'll just take s'more quarters out of the till,\" she says uncertainly. It can't be that she's figured out your con. \"I've got to start that shit over, though, on account of I nearly got arrested on account of some of the states the quarters are from don't even exist. The fuck is 'Mu'?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's Penny. She sounds *pissed.* Y'know - the subtle way all girls get. She nice. Toofuckingnice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble shrugs, hand absently reaching to the pocket-protector for a cigarette. He goes to say something, and then stops. Like a broken pull cord talking-doll, this happens again. He shrugs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice watches Moss move out of the bar and then shrugs, turning to Jarrod now. \"Let's get us a table or something so we can talk, alright?\" She moves over to him and puts her hand on his arm lightly, \"Been here before, have ya?\" tugging on his arm a bit as she looks around for an empty table for the two to sit at.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Outside McDonalds, Hiro emerges with a hand-held camcorder; flipping the viewscreen open, and thumbing throught the options menu. \"Pobs,\" he calls, blinking repeatedly in the impromptu drag queen's direction -- he crosses the sidewalk to thump the Brit in the shoulder with a fist, grinning like a lunatic. The Unibomber shades are gone, and his pupils have the rough appearance of twin black holes. \"Call us a cab, m'man. We got an appointment - anywhere but here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Not that one. Daisy counts out a dozen steps, stops, and turns left. Through the fog, she's a black outline floating in orange neon. Strips of duct tape at the backs of her knees glint silver.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Her fingers press gently into the seam between seatbelt buckle and gearshift; a stitch in her side, sinking lower into the bucket, legs taking up a mile beneath the dash. It's the heels. Still looking dead ahead, she offers nothing more but asks \"Light?\" untucking the cigarette from behind that ear.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexander swirs the cue and places its end against the floor, leaning just slightly against it, \"I can't promise that. I'll make it up to you with a beer though. If you let me.\" A glance is shot the guys in the corner, and he smiles, \"It seems chivalry isn't dead. Just hiding in a dirty bar.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny laughs under her breath, something like 'eva couldn't get in here if she tried'(suggesting Eva is uncomfortably large), kicking something in a box into the closet. Hard. There's a large burn-hole in the carpet between the beds and the detrius of months of living in one room; a pile of take-out boxes in the corner, three laptops set on the desk all rigged together and a robe in dry-cleaning plastic hanging over the bathroom door. Presumable Penny's.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro is used to this. He nods helpfully -- or, perhaps, helplessly -- at appropriate intervals, finishing his cigarette somewhere between complaints regarding 'Monday' and '...grilled cheese sandwiches'. Hiro hates grilled cheese: he comments on this as an afterthought: \"Butter shouldn't be brown.\" He discards his butt in the gutter, showing an environmentally conscious soul.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane pages: Hello? I'm just answering this phone....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny stands aside with all her shit and lets you stay there in front of the door. Casually she leans", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally turns and waves blinking.. and peers? monkee?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene, after putting his legal pad down on a chair next to him, gets up and makes his usual presentation. \"I am Steven Keene of House Ex Miscellanea, of the Order of Hermes. I am the head of the Invisible College.\" After that, he sits back down, picks up his legal pad, and starts taking notes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He takes his cellphone out of his jacket, meddling with it for a while. Text messaging, it looks like. He paces as he does this, continuing to speak. \"Tell me a little bit about yourself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex glances over to Hiro when he makes his comment about Pobble and then looks back to Connelly. He gives a small shrug,\"I guess that this Pobble blames anyone that is Irish for the death of his family. Hardly rational, but understandable that he would be angry and want to have something to focus his anger on...\" Another shrug is followed by a long drink of his beer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Attaining his new height, just a few inches taller, he tests his shoulders and rolls them. Knuckles crack as Cash gets used to this new form. For effect, he takes out the clumsy weapon on his waistline and points it down at the dead man's face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Not to be outdone by Millia, Tal's whirling movements seem to take on a more predatory stance, as if the dance he first learned was of the street fight. His eyes begin to glow a bright blue as do his fingers where they stick out of the gloves. Now if anything he seems lost to the world around him caught up in the music and the beat as if this were some sort of secret prayer to his God.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The cantor intones, \"Thou turnest thy face towards Amentet. Thou makest the earth to shine as with refined copper. \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny has left. Penny enters an apartment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jake makes a dismissive hand gesture to Cadence, \"Oh, Pish Posh. You've done wonders for me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Whereupon,\" Hiro drones, digging through an inside pocket of his labcoat to produce a cheap bic, \"I suppose some kind of hope-fairy moulds these -- with the aid of eidelon-dooie -- into beautiful shit-sculptures of awazzawakenned weeul.\" He's hard to hear at any kind of distance; the words are a mumbled garble. He applies the flame to the tip of the blunt, puffing on it as he does so. Apparently, it isn't burning evenly enough for his liking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre nods, \"I left it in the Covenant Library, with Agnetta, for safe-keeping, though I'm sure that Jane has secured it.\" He smiles knowingly at Rhiamon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy comes in off the street following the rich aroma of coffee. Daisy has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She turns her gaze toward Keene, shooting him a poisonous gaze. Shut up, it says. Don't argue with me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene slips between two colums in the Conservatory. A small door behind the pillars swings closed just thereafter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton tosses the pack he found back over by Keene's notebook. \"OKay... well, I guess the next question is, why?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well, if you want to see what happened when Chase was killed, I have it on DVD,\" Alex states with a bit of a smirk. He then turns to face Hiro,\"Be careful who you say shit like that to,\" he says reaching up to remove his shades. As he does so, his right eye and the curcuitry tattoos flash a bright blue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence heads into the shop, expecting few if any people around. She carries a book and newspapers under one arm, her backpack over her shoulders. From long habit she turns toward the front counter and starts that way before even looking around. She stops short, just before almost running over Jake and Hiro ahead of her. \"Whoa.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dropping the minidisc player into his labcoat's breast pocket, Hiro takes a hesitant step across the corridor. Then another, and another. \"Penny,\" he says, quietly; as if ignoring the presence of the other mages. \"Come on then.\" A few more steps down the corridor, and he's pushing open the door to the laboratory.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Drifting closer as the line shortens by way of attrition, Tom lifts his chin in amusement, recognition. \"Tremendous...\" His eyes dance as they watch Chase dash... then glance on back to Penny, dim with recognition. \"Lovely night for it, don't you think? Or are you just stocking up to replenish what was lost on All Saints?\" Tom, of course, looks almost identical to that night by the docks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"We're workin' on something,\" Daisy says cryptically, snapping her scissors in Abel's direction. \"You'll see soon. Don' worry.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Several members of my organization,\" he says, \"dislike that I have chosen to align ourselves with this Chantry. They feel the security in the Chantry is questionable at best,\" and he looks at Aaron for a long moment before looking back to Jonah, \"and that this Realm should be allowed to be destroyed. Fundamentally, they feel several aspects of this Chantry and its operations raise red flags, and that we should consider moving our operations elsewhere to avoid the seemingly inevitable wrath of the Technocracy.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "this time. \"I'm sure,\" she says. \"Really, I am. I'll be fine.. and home, for", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yo. 'M gonna check if dis boyz' address on his I. D. is fer reals. We'll come right ta Marco. Get some mutha fuckin' props up 'n here.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally cocks her head. \"the.. john? err Bathroom? I.. don't know where it is right now sorry.\" Cally shakes her shoulder looking confused", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx finds herself a seat near Compton, kicking her feet up on the tabletop once she's settled. \"Foul beast. I bet it's you that keeps blocking up the toilet at McDonalds, isn't it,\" she accuses mildly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Drinking while Devros ponders, Penny rounds the corner of the table sweeping out stray bottlecaps from underfoot. \"It's Penny.\" She says that with a kind of telling finality - that it's entirely possible she doesn't care who he is and won't be offering more than that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Amidst the fog and human detritus that lie across broken concrete and beneath black shadows of ancient sins, the white man draws interest and hunger. Yet, there is no action taken. Those hungry eyes merely widen as the man walks without seeming care or knowledge of the dangers held within this dying land. They withdraw to hidden alleys and soft curses as the fool walks towards the lords of this realm, daring to tread where even seraphim fear to look.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "James says, \"Anderson. What would the merits of say a building on Campus, or an anex of the public library be?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Right. Just a smidgen off her game, Penny looks to Compton and to Hepzibah \"I gotta go,\" some edge of hysterial tilting her voice to the higher end of the scale. She takes off almost as fast as Pobble did. Only minus the screaming and vulgar language.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A muffled, half whispered \"Shit.\" The crystaline sound of breaking glass - thin glass and not much of it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man on the feed looks rather non descript, other than the wide shoulders and perpetually irritated look on his face. He walks around from the side of the house to the front, and reaches out, trying the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The great marble table has been split along a radius directly to the center, which has been hollowed out. A new wooden chair sits quietly in the middle of the damage, another golden glyph shining quietly on its back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Chase nods fervently. \"I intend to.\" And that's he'll say at the moment. *Pop*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "leisure. Dude does that thing with the licking, and his first and last finger, and", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I am Dana Acheson, if that is the man you are looking for.\" He speaks calmly and clearly. \"Thank you for meeting me like this. You are friends of Keene?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Okay, yes the Light Industrial Shop then. He just keeps standing there as if frozen stiff gazing at the structure, or perhaps sleeping on his feet with the deep rythmic breathing Compton seems to be performing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel's slightly hazed look scans the room as he turns toward Niko, pausing at one moment to look into empty space, then continuing on to Niko, Jamaia, and Alexandre. \"Are you heading toward Michigan? he asks?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene rather blandly watches TV. Very slightly, as the minutes pass, his expression moves from neutral to a sense of impending doom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Yeah, I saw. They taped it from the Hummer.\" he murmers at Keene, still staring at Connelly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "...the kids, the crew that's been hanging around, is already clustering around the pair of pony kegs; someone brought plastic cups. Strangely, they each take only an inch of beer or so; about a fifth of a cup each. They cluster around of the edges of the warehouse with their cups, silent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cadence nods to Jake, \"Exactly. Obvious, but good news. Feel like helping?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lori thinks about it, \"Calamari, please,\" she tells the server and gives her a brief smile before focusing on Pobble again. Her elbows are on the table too, and when she gets done munching the piece of bread she props her chin on her hands. The server heads off, picking her way towards the kitchen and Pobble's attention returns to the girl opposite him. His smile is crooked, considering her in silence for a long moment as he absently pulls apart the bread. \"I wasn't aware that I was an outlaw.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom paces to the fence. Looks through the metal twisted in rings over the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Mmmm. Yeah. Dinero. Well... here's the thing...\" Cash reaches into the greasy depths of his jacket pocket, withdrawing a handful of Pobble's primo cooked surprise crack rocks. It's held in his weathered and callused palm, jiggled within as his heavy eyelids are propped at half mass.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The spirit stuff is rather pliable. Kinda like a thick play-doh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"You'll have to excuse my rudeness earlier. We're all a little jumpy from the circumstances that brought us here. My name is Steve. I'm promotions and public relations for the group.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Oh, shit!\" The rookie cop is immediately on his radio and running in the direction of the shots, quick to pull his own weapon and begin an impromptu investigation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Is that some weird Canadian culture thing?\" Hana asks. \"You can't be serious. Empress Keiko over there's wearing a skirt, what kind of invitation is -that-?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jennifer is looking at you. Jennifer begins down the hill and toward the Ruins. Jennifer has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Do we need to give him a free spin?\" Jesse has the oddest euphemisms for killing people. Honestly, now. He yawns widely. \"Did you get the coffee at least?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny sits somewhere in the vicinity of the fire. Infront of her are a number of items - her bag, a stack of unopened flyers, a few records. Palm-and-pocketing something small she looks up and over toward the chamber doors like she was expecting someone else. \"Evenin'...\" she offers, a hesitating drawl.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro bends down to retrieve a record from the plastic milk crate behind the decks, examing the label, flipping it over, and sliding it onto the spindle of the leftmost table. He cranks the volume all the way down -- a barely perceptible thrum, somewhere at the edge of perception -- and lays the needle down. No music yet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Isaac shakes his head at that. \"Sorry. I'm trying to get Uta to understand the concept of one partner, and I need to set some sort of example if I'm gonna have a chance at it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Imogen pages: The effects of what's about to occur will happen in the Skinlands You paged Imogen with 'Ah!'. Long distance to Imogen: Penny sits tight, then. Imogen pages: Any chance you saw that last pose? You paged Imogen with 'Nope.'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The intersection here is a patchwork of overpasses and onramps that join the city streets, with the Gardiner Expressway stretching east and west, and the Don Valley Parkway heading north through the city. The expressway is literally a dividing line between the downtown core and the waterfront, and below it, the development of the city center gives way to a mix of run down warehouses, seedy industrial infrastructure, and commercial docks further south. While one can make out the Toronto Star building lit up to the West, and the soaring height and sparkling lights of the CN Tower in the midst of the skyline beyond, this part of Toronto is clearly far removed from all of that. This area is dirtier than the city center, and graffiti marks the support structures of the overpass and is scrawled on some of the warehouse walls, colorful gang tags dimly visible. After dark, with most of the actual businesses closed, that same criminal element tends to wander a bit more visibly, making this a dangerous part of the city indeed, its grimier side not easily hidden by the rows of trees and other foliage planted along the waterfront, the most recent attempt at urban renewal just coming into bloom.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The time of dragons and the stone tower on the hill has passed, Doctor. The past cannot be made again; not only do the Sleepers not want any such thing, but ultimately neither do we.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Marcus looks across to Alyx, then furrows his brow. \"You a Euthie? Talk to me after the meeting...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy's fine. Daisy's peachy. Daisy took two tabs, both blue, out of Hiro's dresser this morning. Daisy doesn't know they were Aleve.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Where the hell you keep findin' Coors up here, cabrone? Can't get this shite anywhere, really. All the liquor stores 'r full up with micro-brews 'n whatnot...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The man in the suit opens the fire door. He is smoking a cigarette and looks moderately aggreviated about something. The case behind him is one of those matte black metal operations that, in movies, usually contain nuclear weapons or other unpleasant things. When it hits the concrete, it makes a scraping sound as the wheels dig into the flatter ground and even the case's travel out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom arrives from Parliment and Queens Quay. Tom has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cresting the hill, Pig-boy comes shuffling down the embarkment; footing unsure; stumbling, really. No master of stealth, he makes a great deal of noise in his approach - grass rustling, dirt and rocks cascading ahead of him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah nods to Alyx, also noting it down in his books. \"Very well. Miss Grant.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"The thing you forget, is that you're talking about religeon. Poxy religeon and occupation. That's nothing.. it means nothing. We're talking about war on a greater metaphysical scale. Ascension isn't a dream, it's a fucking struggle that many people seem to have forgotten.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mike isn't looking at the scene, but not in the same way that everybody else is not looking at the scene. Everybody else is not looking at the scene in the way that they would deliberately not see a big gray elephant in the middle of the room. Noticing the disturbance would necessitate them making some difficult social decision, like calling the cops or telling you guys to grow up and get civilized, so it's easier to just not notice anything. Mike, on the other hand, doesn't notice anything because he's so locked away inside his own head that he probably is no longer aware of the outside world existing. At least, existing in any sense beyond \"the place where I write down my stuff\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex turns and head across the lot and back into the shop, through the service door. Alex opens the heavy steel service door and step into the light industrial shop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nonchalantly, Tom turns sideways for Chase to pass, with nary a glance at him. Brow arched, he looks towards the front of the line... then glances down to read the label on his vodka, head canted to the side. Reading something or the other on the side of the bottle. Another glance up and over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Mary starts to get up, about a moment after Penny does, apparently leaving with her. This surely can't be doing wonders for the false assumption about what's going on between them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jet enters what's left of the Council Chambers by way of the ruined doorway. Jet has arrived. Jet shuffles in", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze's body seems to flow almost inhumanly smoothly going even beyond that which is normally associated with advanced practitioners of Do as the glowing circles of light dance around him as he directs them through the katas that would normally be done with Nunchaku or similar chain weapons. A couple jumps are added the sticks twirling beneath him while he hangs in the air for a few seconds on each one before landing easily. As if that wasn't enough though his sticks begin to glow a bright neon and their trails elongate creating some spectacular effects indeed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A vague smile twists Pobble's lips as if remembering something pleasant. A fingertip rubs at the retrieved paper parcel as his arm returns to rest on his chest. The last draw on the cigarette encompasses the cork coloured filter in its burn, but the noxious fumes don't seem to affect the chemist. A deft fingerflip sends the butt flying and its lifted away on a brief gust of wind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "sidewalk outside. There is a cigarette machine, a working pay phone and a", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Motherfucking shit eating god damn ...\", she begins, then breaks off. \"... oi, Keene. Is the Frozen North run on 110 or 220 volts?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table Acheson says \"It's usually not a good idea to lay all your cards on the table. This thing has the potential of blowing way the fuck out of proportion and taking a lot of people with it.\" He takes out his own cigarette case--silver--and pulls rather expensive cigarillos out of it. He takes the time to light his cigar. \"I am still gauging you.\"\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim heads out to the street. Jim has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hana must be profoundly bored, or maybe high off the fumes from someone else's drugs, because she rises and walks around Compton's seat. Assuming the glassy eyed mongrel is not quick enough to escape what she does next--", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The Monkey falls unconscious without a further sound limp suited arms and legs hanging feebly. The smell in here is somewhat attrocious, acrid smoke everywhere. Fortunately it appears that someone turned off the smoke alarm..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jim smiles at Isaac's drinking. Then, encouragingly, \"Come on, if you get drunk enough, I promise to drag you over to a booty palace, and we'll make asses of ourselves in front of naked ladies. Trust me, it's good times.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx sits down at a table at the back. Alyx joins you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel turns to Compton as well. \"Do you guys have a better suggestion?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Charice walks east along King to University. Charice has left. Allen walks east along King to University. Allen has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rather unimpressed by whatever scrutiny is given him, Tom walks right out with you. \"It's a pretty rotten little Geo Metro,\" he grins, \"Built right around the turn of the century.\" Slow footsteps on dry pavement, and he's aimed for the white Geo Metro along the curb. He walks up alongside the back of the car - putting the bag on the ground, fetching his key, working the trunk open.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel considers Hiro for a moment. \"Well, as a Monist, I believe in only One God... Men and women wrote the bible. And just because something may be missing from it doesn't mean it was never written or never there. There are gnostic books and all sorts of religious works out there that never made it into the bible. The Chorus looks at Gilgamesh as one of theirs and he deffinitely traveled to other worlds.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex remains leaning against the table, picking chips from the bowl, occasionally and washing them down with his beer. His eyes move around the room. Watching both the dancers and the DJ.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kaze half-bows to Tal, his shoulders mostly, \"Hajimemashite, and pleased to meet you.\" he says seemingly equally at home in both languages as he offers his own hand in a seeming attempt to put Tal at ease. \"To have a student like Millia-san speaks well of her teacher.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre looks over to Niko, shakes his head, \"Not right now. Later this week? I don't have all my instruments with me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At Alex's arrival, Chase turns his head to stare at the man. *Pop* There's no greeting in his bloodshot eyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble waggles his thin fingers, not seeming to be the hand shaking type. He moves to stand near Keene.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Remember, Jamaia. No camping on ants' nests,\" Alyx replies, in a startling display of clear speach. She gently shrugs Connelly away, insisting, \"I'm fine.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah frowns, \"Again, relocating a Node may have drastic effects on the environment around it. Hence why I suggest a study.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton says, in Enochian, \"Whatever fucking god is in charge of this coffee, hear me and do what I say... please.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble continues to mix the chemicals, and leans down further to add some god honest saliva to the mix. This seems to do the trick, and the blade of grass begins to grow as if suddenly emerged in a boatload of ubermagickal manure. Which in a way it has been.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Where is what?...\"Alex queries calmly with a raised eyebrow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"For fuck's sake,\" Keene says, pausing to save his work and close his laptop. He turns to look towards the door. \"Just see who it is already. If it's a Paradox spirit, they don't like to be kept waiting anyway.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Well, I'm not his type. trust me, \" Hana says, picking up her glass of orange juice again. \"I'll show you..\" After taking a drink, she sets her glass down. \"Hey, Chingaku, are you up for a challenge?\" Hana seems to be addressing Hiro.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And, with that, Hiro appears from nowhere. And collides with Penny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rummaging through Jesse's things, she turns on the scorched monkey and flips open, of all things, a switchblade. \"Dave,\" she coos, like Hal \"I'm going to skin you, Dave.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny stops with a sharp intake of breath waiting there. And it issues forth in little put-put noises when she drops a corner for Abel to pick up since he wants to help.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The security guard that was looking for Penny might find her now, bleeding from the side as she'd suspected when she slipped past him. Her blood moves quickly and spreads across the tiles.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk west along Bloor to Bay. Downtown - Bay and Bloor W(#224RJ)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin ahs softly, \"I may have a solution to that. I'll get to work on it.\" He glances over at Penny, \"How are you using a cellphone here? I can't believe you're even within roaming range. I know mine doesn't work?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "It's about then that Hiro seems to materialize from the bathroom, wedging a packet into the side pocket of his jacket. He moves with the careful, exaggerated nongrace of someone who is deeply and properly out of their mind. \"Hey, Compy,\" he mumbles, slumping back onto his still-warm barstool.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel shrugs a little to Hiro. \"A little. Learning with the Chorus you pick up a bit on things like that.\" He grins. \"What's the question?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally bows her head as the smoke flows.. \"ashes to ashes.. chemical reaction to chemical reaction.. Particle quantums to particle quantums.. I now release the spirit, the soul of Daedalus to be reformed on the winds of Ether.\" she watches as the remaining items are consumed to ash..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "She pulls her hands out of her pockets, one out of each. One has a lighter, the other a cigarette. The former lights the latter, and she takes a good long drag.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy and Penny are just leaving as, apparently, the entire population of the Chantry starts to head through into the Council Chambers. The former has a pair of scissors in one hand and a cigarette in the other; the latter has a giant roll of plastic sheeting behind her. Neither offers an explanation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse exhales faintly, and gives a vague shrug, reaching out slowly to lean his stick against the wall. \"Huh. Damn. I wanted to fight that ugly dude, too.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene seems legitimately puzzled at that. \"And no suspicion of any kind was raised from that incident at all?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex let's out a sharp bark of a laugh,\"Is /that/ what they were doing when they hacked into Chase's head with a kitchen knife?... Preparing for a memorial?...\" he asks seeming rather doubtful of that explaination.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Outside, someone else errupts into a coughing fit, and there is the sound of glass breaking underfoot. \"Oh god, I'm going to hurl.\" can be heard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Penny wouldn't normally be in a mall but she's a woman on a Mission (from God, totally another story). She's one of those people that hates the holidays but loves the presents and has come to this nexus of Hell & Beyond prepared. In one hand is a list and the other a fist (pocketed of course). She walks with purpose through the burgeoning crowds and carries a look that moves gravity as", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "though they don't seem terribly worn. They fit her well enough that it's not", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton. Old hand at surviving Malls. Fuck, the guy is older than the concept of Malls.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel leaves by way of the double doors, entering the Main Hall. Abel has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You open the double doors, heading into the Main Hall beyond. Novus Valnastium -- Council Chamber", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Glancing over at the shout, Alyx notes Penny's odd antics, beginning to head after the woman herself. Not encumbered as much as Compton is, she manages /not/ to get herself knocked down by oncoming cars as she heads across the road in persuit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Daisy. \"If you need me let me know.\" He looks over at the Pony kegs then. A small look of fear passes though his grey eyes, pretty easy to see it too sinc ehtey have that partially stoned, distant seeing look.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Those who have lain down in death rise up. They still breathe. The grave sings.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Poor Greg, he never had a chance. \"Oh t'hell with it,\" his hand rolling the eight into the side pocket, standing there slack-jawed, pissed off and much poorer than when he started off the night, the bowl full of coins and bills going toward's Penny's end of the table. She has no hangers-on, no one's asking her to buy the next round - this isn't that kind of place, these aren't that sort of people. As she counts out, the coins go one by one into the pocket of the trench and the bills get folded up into her back pocket.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Nimble, young and a little rocked. That's what you have to be to get it done and get it done right. Penny is all that and a gymnast, too. She not only manages to get her balance back, but she tumbles backward and catches that fucking bagel on its way down. That was amazing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly sighs,\"Hello, sir. Surprise you would even acknowlede me as I am...let me see...what did you call the Irish.... I am not good at remembering slurs meant for me...\" Her voice is icy as she looks at the doctor, ignoring his monkey...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A slow, head bobbing nod in response. Hiro is -- most definitely -- stoned out of his gourd. In the habit of all humankind observing tennis matches and ethical debates, he lets his wobbly-eyed gaze flicker back and forth between the two verbal combatants. A fresh drag on his blunt, a lungful and a half of smoke held in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Snagging the passenger-side door, Hiro hauls himself up into the industrial-grade hooptie, still fiddling with the camcorder. The door thunks solidly shut, and he looks up; waiting for Daisy and Pobble to clamber on board.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane nods gravely, \"You can call me Doctor Smith. Delighted.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Monkey came through with some weird DMT analogue bonded to knockoff oxides.\" The film canister from his satchel is removed once more and slid down the bar. \"The oxides dehydrate you something fucking awful, though.\" Jesse wags his beer side to side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble's brows moves towards a frown, not at the reply but the moment after it. He doesn't seem to care about the rebuttal, the plate before him slowly rorating with the pressure of his fingertips. \"Fair enough.\" A brief pause before the follow up. \"What's the matter?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Do you do?\" he asks, folding his arms across his chest. His right hand fingers crawl across his left hand to the wrist and rub there, flaking off what looks to be dried blood.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene says \"OK. I'll see if I can't talk you over to here. What are you by now?\" From afar, Jet would be happy to help you out icly", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The device -- a patchwork amalgam of electronics -- is lovingly removed from the knapsack, and Hiro sets into fitting alligator clips against contacts: snapping them into place around the metal studs of individual lights' controls. He hits the power test on the timer, the cheap LCD flashing 88:88:88, 00:00:00, 00:15:00; thumbs on the drum-kit to set it to 'breakbeat', then 180 BPM. His cigarette waggles back and forth as he works, ash scattering across the front of his jumpsuit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Wow, that's a real 'tique\" investing a subtle and ironic tone to the conversation \"I can't remember the last time I saw one of these.. grade school, maybe?\" Her low whistle is quicky and smarmy but of course well-timed so as not to offend or put-off. She tramps along the side of the car, poises her bags and box for loading \"Where'd you find a thing like this up here?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Her head tips back and to the side, lolls before Hiro slams the door shut. Her forehead presses to the glass, fog of bodyheat rising in a halo around her head.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Success. Her hand ferrets out the elusive and mostly empty bottle, upcaps and swigs. \"Ah ah ah, Wendy\" she says to the television, chastizing \"castles don't have phones.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The monkey, ill conceived little steward that he is, leads the way for the strained couple. She folds herself down to the side of the chair, not for lack of strength but because just at that moment Dave, Pobble and Penny exist in a kind of Raphaelite symmetry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I don't shag coppers,\" comes the call, its a world weary and vacant voice. The voice of a soon to be coma victim.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "-- Here things get all weird and wonky. Pick up the log for that elsewhere. :)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "At your table \"Yeah so maybe I wasn't paying attention during Hitler week in school.\" Hiro's cigarette tilts upwards, the cherry's tip flaring. Smoke leaks from his mouth. \"So what happened?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane sniffs a couple of times, then heads towards the counter, to order Jennifer finishes off her mocha and hms contemplating a refill now. Ah the simple decisions", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Taliesin has arrived. Jesyca has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Peter glances to Eddie, and then grins back to Mel at her joke. He nods, \"Maybe.\" Then, at the last question, he shakes his head a bit with a bit of a grin. \"Not really, no. But, I might not look it, but I am old enough that it doesn't really matter.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You say, \"You really should use that peep hole.\" Compton adds in way of friendly advice still inching towards the door.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Steps into the dungeon proper, Chase makes sure he's not near anything dangerous for this. No stance, no hint of readiness. Just some beer wiped from his lips and a sniffle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene says \"I'm at this tropical conservatory. The one in the note I left. It's a nice enough place, if you don't mind the humidity.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The chevy's backup lights flare into the night as he inches backward from the red to line h is car up next to the governmental sedan. He then comes to a complete stop while keeping the engine running.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Ryan casually leans back in his seat, apparently not going anywhere. He withdraws a cigarette from a jacket pocket before he alerts Ted, \"I think he and the Miss's are picking up soliciters.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Not that this wasn't to be expected, but perhaps Cash had thought this part would come latter on in the game. Bearing gifts of crack cocaine doesn't usually get one shot, but this is the path this unlucky gangsta has chosen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse is sulking. Eyes downcast, studying the stains on his knees. Fingers winding and unwinding. Lips pursed, jaw clenched, a savage frown drawing the sharp angles of his face into jagged relief. He does not, however, make a sound.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Shh.. You trust me right Pens?\" he says looking into the woman's eyes with that zen smile. The hand fidgets at Penny's side, before gently pulling up her top just a minute ammount. Shielded in the crevase between them, and still with his fingers touching her face, Pobble eases a syringe into Penny's side. Silver serum out, syringe vanishes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene says nothing, looking briefly to Cally, then back to Standingwater. \"I've never even heard of this Mecca place before just now. Has someone been keeping a file?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Daisy sidles around to obstruct the geek's view of Penny. The latter being considerably taller than the former, this requires advanced sidling technique. Still, she manages to block out most of Penny's scribble-hand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton sucks the last of the vile fluid from his cup, and crumples the remains in his hand, leaving it on the table for one of the minions to pick up, \"Sure thing Jazzy-J.\" the big guy responds, \"Tell me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel gets pulled into a group of dancers. He looks a bit uncertain, then he glances back up to where Chase disappeared, and tries. He's slow to get into the rhythm of it, though... hesitant... And then, Abel smiles... no... he grins. The flashing lights around him reflect off of his sun symbol, he closes his eyes, and he begins to feel the music... the Time of it in his body... and he dances. And he laughs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "In accordance with Intimidation law Fourty two point four, section three alpha, the punk at the counter turns to have a look at the security guard. He slides his shades down on his nose so that his eyes slip up overtop of them... living and dead. Its just a stare, nothing more, but it does allow him to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "This is the large, open main room of a rowdy biker bar. Near the entrance", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Connelly looks at Pobble,\"What have I done? Sir... I heard you were a doctor... I do not see how you keep your medical license like you do...but... I work in the emergency for my face to sleepers...and...you ever spend time there...you know that every life you save puts something back..even if it just means that a mother doesn't have to grieve over the loss of her son...and, by not keeping my own religious beliefs hidden like most of the medical professionals do... I have had times already where someone asked me to explain it...which may not have any fruits immediately, but..oneday it will...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jane corrects slightly. \"Chain. Black iron chain. And it's 'to cast off'.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia steps out of Allan Park. Millia has arrived. Millia wanders out of the gardens, heading past you all quietly. Millia walks west along College to Church. Millia has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right, watch 'm pull out their vorpal can-openners...\" The punk retorts while shifting. A great many things under his long coat cause it to fold oddly against his squat frame. \"Anyways, i'm tellin' you guys... ya'll should keep it low key. Don't step on boyo's toes, less yer a gamblin man like me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Viktor looks between the big group and then finally, back at Cally... How can he resist? He looks to Standingwater and says, \"Tracing, tracking, and finding, are my specialty, but I'm afraid I know nothing about the spirits 'ere what my library can tell me. If I work with someone, I could indeed track her, and possibly slow her, or stop her with the power of forces.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You step into the bar. Overdrives Alley - Main Bar(#6632RlJM)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Friends,\" she nods at some vanishing point up the street. Whoever they were, they're gone now. Steadied and righted at your side, Penny touches on a moment of clarity \"And you're here. You're here,\" indicating the lot's fence without pointing, but a nod of her head. Like that says everything.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"How ya feeling little girl?\" Compton asks Hepzibah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alexandre strides across the fields and to the cave. Alexandre heads down the hill and up the other, disappearing into the cavern's darkness. Alexandre has left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton fishes one of those cheap disposeable cameras form his parka's pocket along with a small flask. FIrst he takes a belt of the hooch, to keep the home fires burning and then starts taking random snap shots of the chaos and carnage around him. zzip *CLICK* zzzip *CLICK*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Devros moves past the usual drunkards, taking a quick stop by the bar and casting a glance over Chuck. \"The usual, Chuckie..\" He doesn't bother taking a seat, merely leaning his back against the counter and settling his gaze on the 'crowd', checking for familiar faces.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jess nods softly \"Heading over..\" gestures towards the food table and Tal and Millia \"Busy can be good.\" already walking away from Alex though to Millia's side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Right.\" The Guard leans in close... but not too close - god that smell is bad. He gets a narrow-eyed, evil-as-he-can-try-to-be look in his eyes, \"I better not hear anything else from you, ya hear?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "He wears a dark blue turtleneck and blue jeans. He wears earrings, small, simple silver hoops, in both ears. A couple rings, with red and blue gems, add color to his fingers. A black satchel bag hangs on his shoulder.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse yelps, bringing his hands up to hold the sides of his head. \"Ow! Fucker!\" He glares at Compton, but slumps in his seat and, blessedly, stops talking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "bluejeans and teeshirts. Her pants are black courderoy, comfortable looking,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Pobble moves to his feet, ignorant of the new arrivals and mozies over to the kitchen area. Fumbling about underneath he grabs a bucket, places it upright next to the cupboard. \"Not a clue mate, That'd be Penny..\" Looking into the cupboard he queries, \"Think we can drop off a present?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"Technically it's not work. Not if I enjoy it. Right?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Compton looks real confused for a second or two, as he flips through the card catalog of his short term memory, until he finds a match, \"Because that isn't normal for you?\" he asks. Obviously put off a little by the direction your point was leaning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Was Penny always there? Hard to say, things not being as linear as they could be. Regardless, she's there now. Between a few short, quick steps her phone beeps and while it may be true that certain grids can not be accessed out here in the nowhere, other particular matricies are always available.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I'm not going to get laid dressed like sailor sasquatch,\" mumbles Hiro, pointedly ignoring Hana's unpleasant commentary. He hits on his cigarette.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "And finally, set along the length of the large basement, seems to be a make-shift firing range. Shell casings litter the floor at one end, opposite from a large reinforced steel door dimpled with a thousand bullet dents. The remains of a tattered paper target hang on the door. Over it, a picture of Ronald McDonald.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro read your description. Hiro Bad posture is to blame for Hiro's diminutive presence: with shoulders slumped and hands balled up in his pockets, he cruises closer to 5'6 than his modest 5'9. The polite might refer to him as 'big boned' or 'chubby': the fact remains, however, that he simply looks like a pig. Short, tousled black hair, a plain face that edges towards the porcine, and silent, placid brown eyes distorted to largeness by corrective lenses. His double-helix bears the tags of half a dozen southeast asian cultures, with a smattering of anglo-mutt thrown in on this side of the pacific.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "You walk down the hill and through the small valley, approaching Novus Valnastium. As you crest the next large hill, you arrive, opening the door and heading into... Novus Valnastium -- Main Chamber", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Beneath two stories, lies a basement with all the common amenities. However, it's been converted into a semi living space.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jonah is studiously taking notes as each name is called out. His pen returns to the inkwell multiple times, indicating that his script is large and ornate; some would say inefficient. He looks up to the Audience, awaiting their call.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro wanders up the hill to the peak, from the cave beyond. Hiro has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Rhiamon beams at Geero, and rubs his head affectionately, adding absently, \"And it wasn't written in Latin to start with. That was a couple of translations down the line...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "on the Dr's lap. The monkey takes the shot and injects the willing Dr, then suckles at the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Standingwater unlings the bow from his back and stretches out on the ground. \"Well, I'm not doing it again. It sucked last time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Cally nods.. \"I was thinking more along the lines of weapons training, and unarmed combat myself.. As well as information about the Traditions. Cally says, \"err individual Traditions..\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alex glances over to Penny when she step into the room. \"Come back for the rest of Chase?...\" he asks her, a slight frown coming to his face.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Gripping the handle from the farside, Penny shoves the door open with her free-ish hand and lets it swing wide. \"Least I get some, hairball.\" Bit on the venomous side this morning, Penny practically spits that. \"Practical joker,\" an apology of sorts and waits, waving you in first \"Mi casa..\" She's not particularly amused; probably had too rough a night for nonsense like this.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Hiro retrieves his still-smouldering cigarette from the ashtray, hits it, and promptly stubs it out. It only had one drag left in it, anyway. If he's aware of the ongoing conversation, it's only in the most distant way. He gives Compton and Hana the sideways hairy eyeball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Lazy Chase is the one who continues speaking though. \"Sup neegro?\" Joint burning nearby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui exits from the forest, wandering up the hill and joining you in the fields. Kasui has arrived.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "*SNAP* There goes the first foamy beer. Hola Hiro, you salty dog. Here's the situation. (Parents are gone on a three week vacation)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene makes his way to the landing point of the (more than likely stolen) TV, standing next to it. He looks over the television set and the VCR with a cool, insurance-appraiser's gaze, making American to Canada dollar conversions in his mind. He's probably trying to figure out if he could argue this down to petty theft in a court of law.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "as old as thirty, one look and his seriousness becomes obvious. He has one of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Dave Monkey says, \"Awright Tal me ole mucka.\" The indignance of youth forgotten it seems, the Monkey hops into a chair and performs admirably the task of looking happy for the entire Colledge. Matted fur around the eyes attests otherwise maybe, but for now those saucer pupils are filled with something that resembles glee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A fog has started to coallesce and rise off the lake; reducing visibility rapidly, the dry haze is almost blue. In the distance a foghorn is blowing and a whistle replies with one long then two short blasts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Tom has arrived. Tom goes back IC.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "John Smith looks from one woman to the other for a moment before deciding that an intense conversation between two lesbians this early in the morning is entirely none of his business. He glances desperately at the cashier to see if his order is ready, which, in fact, it is. He pushes the change needed to pay for his coffee across the counter with his right hand while his left seeks out", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Jesse takes another shot, misses, and straightens his back with a frown. He tilts his head to one side. \"Huh?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "\"I told you, Daze, there's money to be made on the internet.\" He made a point of plucking his zippo from between Daisy's fingers while she took her cigarette: no telling when, otherwise, he'll get it back. The lighter gets dropped into a hip pocket of his cargo pants. \"I've already registered junkho.org.\" He pronounces it 'junkoh-dawt-oarg', so as to obfuscate the spelling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A table at the back (#8) has 3 empty places. sit at #8 You sit down at a table at the back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Abel nods to Connelly and points over toward Hiro. \"Hiro over there I just met today, but I like 'im. He's cool to talk too.\" He looks around the rest of the room, hmming to himself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui speaks up in a resonant, respectful, contralto as se finishes inking a series of Kanji and Kana to take note for her Sempai. \"Sir, I am here representing the head of Dharma's Tear and the Seat of Mind in his absence due to pressing business. I do not know Kaze-sempai's thoughts on this subject, but my own is that there should be some means of hidden transit to the site. A park area liek this present entrance is public enough not to attract scrutiny if large numbers of people pass inexplicably through. However, a manor, or private residence, will attract attention due to too much traffic even if it is logically more secure a locale.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Kasui stands, now, completely silent at KAze's side. She seems, almost, to simply be an ornament with as still as she stands, her hands olded beneath the billowy sleeves of her kimono.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene shows no particular reaction to Jesyca. He has no doubt noticed her arrival, but appears to be more focused on taking notes at the moment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "A muchly deserved beer from Compton, \"Gracias.\" Chase thanks and pulls from the cold treat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Siomen stands and watches, he shifts his backpack slightly and blinks at the scene, he seems rather quiet and just takes it all in. He doesn't seem to recognize anyone, nor want to be bothered by anyone either.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Millia laughs watching the bouncing Kasui, \"You look so cute.\" After saying that though she begins to dance. Unlike Kasui, she has had dancing lessons, and did very well. This girl has to have been a club kid at some time as her arms glide out in front of her and up in a fluid and graceful motion, then back behind her head, as she starts to bounce to the beat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "The ears are checked for obstructions. The doctor who has just come back from out of frame is weaving; his eyes are bloodshot, unfocused, and his hands tremble. A stroke of his knife removes a section of Kennedy's ear: a thick crescent of flesh that disfigures the organ into unrecognizability.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Six stripes on the table, one for each pocket. Penny rolls the blue square across her stick, stalking the felt. Elbowing down to the ledge, she calls out every shot and procedes clockwise to make them in quick succession like she'd set it up and arranged it this way. Except for the eightball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "man's game. They'd pounce.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Alyx shakes her head, amused by the thought. \"Far from it, in most cases. I can just about handle sending email and playing solitaire, and occasionally programming my VCR - well, when I used one, anyway,\" she responds with a wry smile.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog11518", + "text": "Keene stares in numb horror at the screen as Hiro and Daisy bring about several traffic accidents and general carnage. He knows enough about their modus operandi to know what they did, and how. He groans, putting his head in his hands, yet continues to smoke. He does this a lot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now we all head downstairs and leave for home. Jason, me and my dad got a ride with Pastor Mackness since our car is in the shop right now. Well now I'm home and am probably gonna go watch SNL in a bit. G'nite.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways I'm out. It's 1230 and I still have school tomorrow. First day of Civics. Whoo. Lates.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Funky huh? Yup thought I'd scrap the whole \"FOCUS ON NUMBER CRUNCHING!\" idea and go for the Asian 3 pack and some Social Science courses. What am I gonna be when I grow up? Hmm....maybe a new job field:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "My day started off typical. Woke up, got ready, and headed to Pat's house for a ride to school. Got there, did this, walked there, threw stuff into locker, and then headed up to history class. I'm starting to think school's getting REALLY repetitive lately. Nothing exciting.......well until after history class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "WEE! I can't wait. Only two more", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Jason said he wants to come to Basement Jam too. Meh more business and it is for a good cause *and it was REALLY worth it.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well anyways after that I stayed down with some people to set up tables and chairs for the food afterwards, and the others went up for Communion. After I finished setting up the stuff I went upstairs also, but by the time I got there it was basically over. Anyways long story short we ate then Jason came over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well, now's about the time where I sleep, make a few thoughts about whether I really will be commited enough to blog everyday, and think of ways to make life interesting. Well I'm off to sleep now....... Happy New Year to everyone......wow I can't wait till Chinky New Year now.....that's probably a holiday that beats new year. $$$,food, and alcoholic drinks........beats food and just alcoholic drinks at new years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Oh yeah....and Kiwanis week.... I'll be busy... REALLY BUSY. Apparently I'm now part of Senior Band for good, playing in intermediate band, and also Stage Band X. Plus my usual piano repetoire....wow. So much stuff....and so yes that was basically music class summed up right there....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Saturday! WHOO! Finally! No more school for the next two days. Today wasn't bad actually.....went snowboarding for most of it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "English class we started watching Romeo and Juliet. BOOOOOOORING............ VERY BOOOOOOOORING.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I'm blogging as fast as I can today because I still gotta practice my cheese piano, so bear with this lame blog. I'm gonna MAYBE get 5 hits from this blog probably lol. Well anyways.......", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "PATRIOTS WIN! And Snow football is FUN", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Summarizing lunch....we ate and talked. Greasy food. Funny hicks operating a McD on highway always funny.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Oh yes I remember now. Ate a late lunch, then played some SC w/ Jason. Had a few hilarious games and played this one dude who was friggin amazing.......two games in a row. Afterwards had dinner and etc. etc.....then h/w.....and then now blogging..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today since I slept around 1 yesterday I almost slept in until my mom woke me up @ 730. Ate quickly, dressed and ran out da door by 7:50. Got to school around 8:10 or so...what an action packed morning=P.....sure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "TC 2005.....wonder how that'll turn out =P. Lates to all. Props to all TCers....and mega props to Martha Cap's and Counselor and kids=P. LATES! KEEP IN TOUCH!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "But other than that..... I called up Jason and got Adrian to play SC. Jason then came and his friend \"Sauron\" came again. We played some SC, and then eventually we'd be doing that for about two hours. It was pretty fun. I pissed off Jason by basically", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today was a bit more reaxing for me. I mean, no waking up at 730, and today I got to wake up at 8 ^_^. Basically Gavin dragged me out of bed today, so yeah I trudged upstairs, had a breakfast of pizza again, and then did daily morning routine and headed out the door for TC day 2.....a day that will be in my mind for a LOONG time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "For lunch...went to Galleria. Had some wedges and coffee. Weird combo I know but it works. Then back to school.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "*BAUNG!*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "-Woke up -Music was boring -Science we had a sub.... Mr. Curphey broke his leg so we have a sub for the week -Lunch we went to McD's -Bio was fun...blood pressure measuring is funny and I felt my heartbeat. 60 bpm hehehe. -English was funny. Romeo and Juliet is hilarious when people in your class read it. Elaina can't really figure out how to read without laughing, and Lilian kills literature reading w/ a monotonous voice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then time for final interactions. Now this was when we heard about Ada and Matt's most embarrasing moments, but the main highlight was basically Sumair's almost-as-long-as-a-testimonial speech about how he came to Christ. I really enjoyed it though, and was amazed of how much he had to pull through and still believe so faithfully in Christ. It really raises the bar for me in being a follower of Christ, as Sumair could suffer through so much and still be so devoted. Props dude if you're reading this mad props.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now I wake up......headache,and sorta confused at what time it was. Apparently Dad left for the church for the event tonight, and mom's not going. Least I have a dinner ^_^. So I woke up, ate, and then headed to the comp to see who's on MSN. Not really many people, so I went on SC.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well yeah that is basically the highlight of my day. For the rest of my day, I'm gonna be doin' the homework I've held back and just drum around. Not much variety of stuff but it's gotta be done. So yeah......until later..... Lates.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "At the moment I can't really think that well because I'm kinda half tired.....but anyways. Today I stayed in school at lunch......played some basketball. My shot is like usual.......crappy. It's getting better I guess, but I think I should start playing more at lunch again.....besides its kinda cold going outside everyday for lunch. So I played some ball......then went to Bio when the bell rang....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Music class was REALLY boring today....least my trombone case has been taken to the shop to be fixed. All we did today though was scales....repeat of grade 1 theory..... I slept through some of it......and we did some really pathetic playing at the end...and off to science. Like I said music was VERY boring today. Mr. McCumber isn't the greatest teacher compared to Mrs. Wharton. She at least knows how to keep a class happy by serving Oh Henry bars every once in a while.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "and Josh up, and take Gloria home. Well while we were waiting.....we had LOTS Of chips.....mmmm Fritos are soooo good. And then I forgot how this ever came about but yeah me and Gavin started to break down the saying \"Your face on a grill on a bigger bigger grill\" in ways like this:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I think that one's important because to me it's telling you......hopefully you stay healthy enough to make next new years =P. Well I'm out. Good luck to everyone on exams. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "History Exam...done. One down...only 2.5 exams left", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well when I got home....blast it's raining. Which means I didn't go canvassing tonight. I kinda feel bad that I never did it earlier.....pisses me off when I fail to complete somethin'. *Sigh* well instead of goin' out.... I slept......", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways yeah that's basically what happened...lots of breaking. Anyways I'm out though for good now.....still gotta finish up piano and some other stuff. Cya.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah our car ride to Toronto. Me, Dave, Gavin and Josh. Yeah we go pretty insane after a while. The beginning of the car ride actually wasn't", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now that I am at home.......wow how boring a Friday is. I played NSFU for a bit.......unlocked S2000, got some new parts......and my car is faster now. Then I called up Age, Thompson, Josh, Jason, and Adrian for SC. Eventually none of us would play and I went to UCC since I thought Stefan and them would be there sessioning. I left around 1 and took the bus down to the UCC.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well anyways today I still have crappy millz, Lost most of my power moves, but I still have Handstand Hops ^_^. And I still need to work on the following:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "then started off w/ some praise songs led by Josh and Gavin, then we split into groups talking about prayer. I hope this lesson helped some of the new people *or n00bs as Brian K called em lol* that have just recently started coming to our church. It even got me back on track...and reminded me of the ACTS thing to help with basic layout of prayer. Actually normally I pray in", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well I woke up at about 7:30 today......almost got to shool late lol. Oh well who cares....breakfast was good. Mmmmm French Toast ^_^. And also my mom wanted me to bring a coat to school though it was 12 degrees outside. In the end I took it off anyways though..... T-Shirt was good enough for today =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Oi this morning felt so weird when I woke up. I could barely move. But church is always a great way to start a new week.......so of course I woke up. So basically I woke up 20 minutes before we left, quickly grabbed some oatmeal to eat then left. Picked up Jason then headed to church.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Asians vs. Americans.... Asians won lol. Hermann \"accidentally\" smacked Thompson while he was drinking his coffee. Hermann's excuse: (which is very original by the way)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today was somewhat amusing........some parts of it anyways.... I think that without studying....or Prayer to God.... I think I woulda bombed. Well here's the rest of my day somewhat summarized....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways back to badminton practice. Conclusion: Central Junior Badminton 2004: NOT VERY WELL TRAINED.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I woke up at 11pm.....after sleeping @ 2am from playing NFSU and watching MuchMusic. Ate some stuff and practiced some piano before I headed out for my lesson.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after the sleepover yesterday, which consisted of Stepmania, Gunbounding for Dave, and watching David get the crap scared out of him from Silent Hill 3 (a phone rang and it literally killed him lol). Also a few pillowfights, and just random talking, and me defending my TV from producing the horrific images of......... SHANGHAI NOON! (dun dun dun). So yeah the sleepover wasn't too bad, and it was pretty funny actually lol. I don't know", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Programming.......boring. MOre turing, More crap.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Hammond: WTF I FORGOT MY SPATULA FOR THE PANCAKES?! WHAT AM I GONNA DO?! Joe: Umm maybe you could use the big knife? Mitch: You mean a mechede Hammond: *Finds knife* Hmmm........... RAGH! *has an angry look on his face w/ a knife* *Mr Baldwin walks in*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Joe: Your face on a grill on a bigger bigger grill Mitchell: Smurf you Joe Joe:?? *stunned look someone's capable of being that stupid*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "there* and yeah chatted w/ him for a bit. Apparently he did break his arm in the accident but he looks healthy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Science like usual took notes and sorta fell asleep. Don't remember much else. Oh yeah we started physics. Whoo.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Piano practiced, ate, MSN for a bit. Gloria was just telling me about how some Koreans get their eyelids surgically enlarged....eew. And in Mexico apparently you can do it on the streets. *shudder* reminds me of movie Minority Report. Actually I laughed at that part of the movie sadly lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And now............well, back to my average blogging life. Today I'm just gonna relax, and wait for the mosh of people coming over for dinner lol. I dunno who but lots of people. But before I close this long entry, I'd just like to say to everyone............", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "That got the whole bus laughing lol. Also this:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "We waited for about 15 minutes before Dan Kalmar came. While I was at his house though I finally saw the board Tom Kalazitis gave him that Marcello was trying to sell now. Orange Liquid 5150. I didn't like it personally but it is a decent board. Then Dan came and we left for Boler.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Not much else to say. Upcoming things for tonight: Piano practice and studying for Physics. Later. Yeah like I said today wasn't that excited......just blinding. For me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well...... I can't really say what happened on the road as I slept for most of it. Well on the way to Toronto I was thinking about how our church could change....and this was where I was thinking about suggesting a relocation of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "days until we drive four hours into the middle of nowhere, play for some hick school then head for the Deerhurst^_^. Wow. What trip could be better than that? Gr. 11 NYC trip, which I am looking forward to.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well least science doesn't start until 12. Me and Jason are planning to study at the library tomorrow morning. Today was pretty fun though....though I had an english exam but that would be forgotten within minutes after I was done.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "It's like how I'm a Gentile Christian.....but I don't do what the Gentiles do in Prayer. Get it?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Civics classed....watched the rest of Remember the Titans. Great movie....seen it umpteen times but still really good. \"Everywhere we goOOO Everywhere we goOOO people wanna knoOOO people wanna knoOOO....\"etc etc. Great cheer lol. So yeah watched that....chatted with Fenoulet and Pokan a bit...then headed for lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Once again....... RELUCTANT TO LEAVE BED! UGH especially with my sleeping times.... tonight I really gotta sleep early for exam tomorrow. Well I woke up around 730....trudged downstairs to see a bowl of oatmeal staring at my bloodshot eyed face......well ate it......then quickly washed my hair to get bedhead out....changed.....grabbed school crap *and Jason's controller and NFSU for his house after school* and bolted out the door.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Or if I'm rich enough I'd just buy the machine from Japan. ^_^. But I don't exactly have", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well I'm off to cut my hair now *NOOO LONG HAIR IS GONNA GO!* So yeah later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well on my way home, I called some people lol. Carmen, Jason, Josh. It gets pretty boring walking home....so meh when you have a cellphone........a whole new horizon looms=P. So yeah did that till I got home....and then basically got ready for HYPE. I was in my house for a total of like 6 hours today lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I won't say much about trip home....other than the fact I finally figured out how the Toronto Transit system WORKS. SHWEET! Next year I won't look as big of a tourist, even though I already did look like one for a while @ TC when I was carrying around some of my group's bags and carrying like 3 cameras at times lol. So yeah just wait till the summer boys n' girls..... I won't look as Touristy as before =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Weird. The one day I actually have no homework and can do something EVERYONE else has homework. Not surprising since exams are coming up but why the heck does this happen on a Sunday? Ugh well since that happened my day was pretty much downright boring. Not much to write about today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions. The teacher agreed and the little girl questioned the boy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now........this is the time where I sleep from 2pm-5pm. *zZZZzzZZzzZzzZZzz*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And then after a shweet nap, went to Dave's grandma's house for dinner. REALLY boring. I was dying there. lucky I made a deal with parents to be back by 8 or they are paying me $$$ lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Adam: Alright people.....now time for some questions to see if you were paying attention. Flip that note over on its back so NO CHEATING =D. Joe: Adam....the sheets double sided.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "WAIT! ALmost forgot. New Haircut lol. And also...yeah that's basically it lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah when you take out a wood pole from the team banner and use it as a machine gun...you know you have problems lol. Oh yeah and Louis (one of Dave's friends in my group) was hilarious lol. \"UGLY!\" \"UGLY!\" and then we started smacking each other", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "by my school day cuz today was damn boring. Studied for midterms @ lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After music headed up to science class. We didn't really do much today, had a cheesy quiz *which I didn't do too well on* and then after that talked about a lab we are doing next day, which I have to print off. Not a very exciting class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And then home. SC, piano practice, etc etc. Usual stuff.....and then UCC (typical Friday).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "good for me =P. I feel pretty comfortable public speaking now too.....today I actually didn't speed up like usual. Oh yeah tried cracking one or two lame jokes too lol. But yeah I'm out.......think I'm gonna go drum for a bit. So until tomorrow......here's your daily cup O' Joe....fresh off the uh.......keyboard?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "English.....finished Romeo and Juliet. Yeah the movie's just as twisted as the book.... VERY. And that basically describes it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "the sermon. So yeah.... Daniel Trinh if you ever get to read this Props man...and thanks. My life's back on track now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So after that.....hmmm I lost my bag. Uh oh lol. Lucky I was re-united w/ it afterwards since Matt actually took it since he thought I forgot it. But yeah s'all good.... I found my bag afterwards ^_^.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "2nd game was hilarious. Though Sauron and Josh left, me and Jason played a team melee game. Funny as hell. Originally we started off with a regular defense, but", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Fairly Short Day....lazy sorta Saturday,. Really good seminar @ church though", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after that boring class came lunch. I'll make this short. Hermann, me, John, Mike and Nate went out for lunch. We went to BK. I had coffee to fire up my senses for the rest of my day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well now I'm at home doing finishing touches to Careers. Kinda rushed through the end but meh. Gotta finish a few things then sleep. Later reader.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Sunday school class we finished up lessons about different names for Christ...apparently God is called many different things throughout the Bible....like \"The LORD is There\" (Jehovah Shammah) or \"The LORD is Peace (Jehovah Shalom). There were a few others....but I kinda forget em ehehehehhehee. Whoops. After the lesson chatted around for a bit.....then headed out for home..... I just feel like sleeping today...... I WANT SLEEP lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Math. Probably failed midterms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After that....well we had a word of prayer and then the sermon. Pastor Mackness today was speaking about \"True Righteousness.\" Scripture was from Phillipians 3 3-9. It wasn't TOO bad of a sermon. Some parts of it didn't really go through my head....but I got the main point about how things that the world tell us to do may not be what God wants us to do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lunch..... I went to Galleria. I ate from International Soups. I ate pancakes. I went back to school and played some basketball.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Mitch: Joe move I gotta get some stuff Joe: Ok *Why does the chair feel different?* Whitney: Guys.......how come your chair seems to be tilted? Joe & Mitch: What are you talking abou.............. LASJHG AHAFGH ;ASDHGF HL;!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "gumballs I shoed 20 in my mouth.....not very smart as up until now my jaw is still numb from chewing the huge piece that was in my mouth. Well combined into one gigantic piece thing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "My day like I said started at 8am today. Woke up early for UCC badminton. So yeah it was kinda hard waking up at 8am on a Saturday, but I managed....took me record 15 minutes to finally drag myself outta bed. Great time record set ^_^. So ate a quick breakfast, and then headed out the door.......armed and ready for 32hours of hard-hitting, intense, body-breaking BADMINTON!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today was the final day for Mr. McCumber. I mean though he was a good music teacher, I never really liked him. He had spasms all the time and \"volcanic eruptions of anger\" as he describes it. So basically today we merged classes, and just had some fun w/ music before March Break. Really didn't accomplish much work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after a ten minute walk...........we were at school. Talked to Ryan, Steve, Nikola, Milosz and some other people for a bit before the exam. I would eventually then go upstairs and talk to Hammond and Korpela for a bit. Then.....it was time.......for the dreaded science exam....l", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well in the morning...... I woke up @ around 1030 after a night of.............sleeping. The others except Mike played Risk while Mike slept also lol. Well in the morning I hobbled around in my sleeping bag...looking like a cocoon and then ate breakfast, had a failure game of Risk 2210 AD and then went home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I woke up like usual, fairly tired since the night before I was doing stupid but \"productive\" things like reading other blogs, surfing the net, and just letting TC memories whiz by my head while I was thinking about how much more exciting this year's TC will be since I'm DETERMINED to go to BOTH of the days. But anyways I got ready for school like usual, and then headed out the door for a expected average day 1.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "church i ate Dim Sum @ Loang Hing Gok. *Josh if your reading this its LOANG not LUNG or LING or w/e its LOANG* and then Wendy's family came over to look @ my newly renovated........main floor. whoopteedoo.....up till now i think 4800 bux on stupid hardwood flooring is a rip. Oh well but it looks nice I guess. I wish my basement was hardwood flooring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Wilson: Anyone in here willing to sell their semi ticket? Cam: I'll sell you mine for $200... Wilson:*replies quickly* 4 for $100 Cam: *Starts counting fingers and stares blankly* But.... WAIT A MINUTE! THAT'S LESS THAN THE AMOUNT I SAID.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So last day in Toronto.....yeah it was pretty cool. Sadly it's the last day of March Break though.....and also the last day of me spending time in T-dot. Ugh Monday......back to stinkin' school. This March Break has just been too much fun. I got reminded of school again when David was", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Science class.......did some lab w/ making stuff fall. Physics is pretty boring like usual.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways my day started like a usual day. Woke up a round 7:30. Ate, morning routine, and then headed out", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I woke up around my usual 6:30 for a Wednesday. Ugh stupid band. Well I did my average morning routine...you know eat, get dressed, brushed teeth...the usual. Well after that I finally got out the door around 6:50 with my cup of tea and headed for school.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Stopped by Adrian's house to see if he was still coming over. He had h/w. Meh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I think that's what it is (106/110 just cuz I wrote B major instead of B flat major). Well that's basically the highlights of music. It's really lame. Hope mrs. Wharton comes back soon. All these sub teachers are REALLY boring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Did a physics test today. I'm actually kinda considering turning to sciences for my University career, cuz I do get decent marks in it, and it does kinda beat number crunching. But basically today we had a test, and I think I did ok on it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "English....kinda rehearsed Romeo & Juliet script. Yeah some funny moments there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today....sermon theme was......ooooh boy I really have a crummy memory lol. But I do remember the memory verse was Hebrews 9:14, which reads:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well now it was 2nd part of the Jam. Semi finals and Finals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "back to marcello......like I'd actually do that =P. And after doing that for about an hour and a half came dinner........roast beef=P. Wow it was good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "See........today wasn't that bad.........actually English class was kinda funny......since reading Romeo and Juliet can be funny. Fishified apparently is a word in the english language lol. Also when you don't know what to add for a sound effect........use Zing. Yeah you have to be in my class to laugh at that.....and if you don't remember YOU'RE CUT!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today was another day of stupid band. Woke up @ 6am and ate....and that would be the only thing I'd eat until i got home. Ugh boring as usual. Played some songs...got lectured....then off to first period..... HISTORY *ugh.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Wendy's not much to say. Well she dyed her hair again......it's red now. She kinda was gettin peeved at me not noticing.....eheheheheheh sorry 'bout that by the way Wendy but yeah.......she kinda got mad at me for that =P. Ehehehehe=D. Well after that........ I quickly ate.....waited around for dad and then me and Jason got driven to church.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So sat at home for about an hour....practiced piano and ate, MSNed for a bit and then headed out for piano. It's about 12:30pm right now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "At first I thought I was in the wrong place. But afterwards, with some talking, I finally really realized....this was the perfect place I had needed for more than 3 years. Just the fact that the counselor I had (Daniel) was pretty open, and he was in the same situation as me. He said he re-dedicated over 3 times in his life already, and that it is hard to keep up a good Christian life. So yeah I really felt that God's presence was in there this morning, as I just felt so Spritually cleansed after the talk and", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Hmm.....still gotta do some devos for today. And I'm off....for now. Yup.......uh.....food looks good upstairs hehe. Lates.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Music today we crammed together the two classes and rehearsed. We don't sound half bad. I don't have much to say for that time because I was half asleep.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well.....yeah I'm pretty much done for tonite.....got piano theory still and stuff. So until my next entry...... KEEP FIT AND HAVE FUN *body break dun dun dun dun dun dun.* Hehe j/k j/k.....just have a nice day =P. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "It was REALLY hard........and I was suffering in there. When you're half sick writing a test.......it's REALLY not that fun. But it woulda been difficult both ways.....when someone in your class has a 98 average in bio *won't mention names* and still panicks about this test....you know that if you have an 89 average in bio *me* you're basically screwed over unless you studied like you'd eat pie. I'm saying this in hopes you like eating pie. So yeah........50 minutes of that grueling crap and then English class..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then came home off bus........and now........gonan probably go drum and then UCC. Maybe go canvassing for the Kidney Society....gotta do that by next friday hehe. Nothin' much else happened today....just that this week has gone by REAL SLOW.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well, spiritually, TC really did boost up my Christian walk. I mean honestly I've never really realized how important religion was until this year. Even though I only got to go one day of TC, personally I think my spiritual growth has really skyrocketed this year, with the forming of HYPE and being able to bring three new members to our english service that are around our age, I think that this year is an indicator that 2004 will be more successful. Also, relationships within our church I find have grown also, as there seems to be less hostilities than ever this year between the youths at my church, which of course is a good sign.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways, got home, played some SC, then went to McGuiness landing, and dropping off Marcello's b-day present and saying happy birthday. HOLY CRAP the burgers at McGuiness are GOOD. I couldn't really finish mine, but it was AMAZING. I wanna go there again lol. And their milkshakes are amazing too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "WOW what a long day today. I never actually realized it......but holy crap when you wake up at a time before 11am.....your day seems SOOO much longer. This morning I woke up at...... I think 8am and my day started right then. Wow it was a pretty fun day though.....so much stuff to do and all....hehehe. Great Saturday not wasted ^_^.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah that got most of the class cracking......if it didn't get you. And if it didn't.....shut up that's not my humour there that's my teachers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "This morning I woke up EARLY. 7:45am on a Saturday? Yeah I know I'm crazy......but Badminton was that early @ UCC today. So had a quick breakfast, and then headed out the door for badminton. Both of us *me and Thompson* were late though, and didn't go in until 8:30.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So I guess March Break's ending does bring some fun..... I mean the start to a new badminton season.....hehe there's a bit of fun there I guess. Also we got a tea dispenser now at my house ^_^. So yeah these last few days have been somewhat amusing I guess since school restarted.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "E-z goin day... I deserve one after this week =P", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "YES WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "-How come it seems sometimes LCAC never grows? -Is there such thing as an \"unblessed\" church? -Do we go to church to admire the building or admire God?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "that was lame....but it 's true. Today wasn't much more exciting than before. It's the average, usual, Central day....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yes....my sleep deprivation is soaring still.....as I can barely stay awake first period each day now...but I can still manage hehe. Today though I had band....argh. So I woke up at 630.....going to bed at 1am the earlier night, and trudged out the door after a usual....slow moving morning. It's cool though how the sun's actually UP when I wake up....hehe I clearly live out the phrase \"rise w/ the sun.\" So I got a ride to school...it wasn't actually too bad weather this morning though...right now it's raining....actually it's stopped looking out my window but it WAS raining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lunch...spent time in library lookin' over script w/ group. Talked to Brescia a hefty bit too....apparently she's still applyin' for universities. Hmm.....wow just to think she used to go to my church 10 years ago lol. Such a long time ago.....and she's so tall too. Probably only Asian girl I've ever seen surpass the 5'4 mark haha.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Jason changed from his spiffy suit....and into basketball gear lol. Anyways yeah we had class....discussed the sleepover mostly for Friday and HYPE. Yeah a few of us will be late for various reasons *work, Huntsville, etc* and the confirmed start time is 7. Yeah after that basically I left taking Jason w/ me to my house....and we picked up NFL Street on the way from his house.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways when I got home.........ran straight to drums. I had a real urge to start drummin'. Yeah so I started doing that for around...............30 minutes? Then I sat on comp for a bit, talked on MSN....and @ 3 I headed out to session @ ucc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "YAY ALMOST NO WORK TODAY! Just a quick sheet about nutrition facts, and then watched some lame 1980's National Geographic Video. Whoo.....no work......too bad my group presents first day back =\\.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Download some music you people. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after that...... I spent about an hour and a half at home just moping about....mostly drumming. Boy do I need a drum teacher.....my fills and stuff are all the same.....*shudder.* Hopefully summer I'll be able to find a teacher. But for now.....for the afternoon I drummed whatever I could, then got ready for Worship practice....which I was VERY tired for for some reason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah when we got into....er to Dave's house, I say to and not into as I couldn't fit in with 5 duffel bags. Rambo poser I realize=P. I even stood on the front doorsteps and did the (CCHK CCHK..... GUNG GUNG GUNG GUNG) and Josh with a look saying \"Joe, you need to go to Ching San,\" AKA go to school in the small bus, or live in the Special Building where losers wear the \"sane\" stickers=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well anyways yeah, I'm now watching some of the Pro Bowl and Grammy's at the same time. So have fun reading more of my blog.....or go watch TV. later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "played NFSU, watched TV, ate,played piano, blogged, fixed blog site, read stuff, twidled thumbs, looked around, drank milk, stared at comp screen and typed on MSN, yawned, and now I'm gonna sleep. Cya.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "They all sorta mean the same, which is sorta like the Trinity of Christ. Jesus, God and the Spirit are KINDA the same, but are three different factions. But yeah this year's TC interaction Bible Study was GREAT. So Ada, Matt, Sumair....if you readin this.... GREAT STUDY =). Though it seemed somewhat like you guys were winging it sometimes... GREAT improvising lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Joe: YOUR FACE ON A GRILL ON A BIGGER BIGGER GRILL! Gavin: Hmm........wonder if there's a way to shorten it. Joe & Gavin: Uhh............ Joe: YOUR FACE ON A GRILL.... SQUARED! Gavin: THAT'S BRILLIANT!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after chattin' for a bit n' stuff, FINALLY LONDON ONTARIO. Blast. I was actually kinda sad too because now I'm officially 200 kilometres from Toronto. Crappage. Well got a ride from Gavin's parents......and off to home I went.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah before worship... REC presentation for Top Teams. Unfortunately Martha didn't make it =( but Congrats to Noah, Lazarus and Ezra for winning overall team awards. And of course Abel for winning the Spirit Awaard (Good Job Brian your team won an award! Represent LCAC lol). Just wait'll next year.... Me and Gavin will own the team competition =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lunch.....went to Galleria. What?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then again........it is only MSN. So I hope people don't take it as though if you don't have an X,C,O, or w/e in front of his/her name.....it doesn't mean they are mean ruthless people. I mean it's what's in the heart that counts that an old friend of mine Gavin Docherty also pointed out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now that class was over, Pastor Mackness went upstairs to catch the last bit of Pastor Long's Cantonese service sermon *which was in English translated by a translator into Cantonese* and the rest of us just chatted for a bit. Josh and I would have to leave with Brian Kung as the HYPE councellors and the \"Admin worker\" *me* and whatever Josh's position name was *we agreed on \"Relations Rep right??\"* and we went to Angelo's got some food and then headed for Brian's place.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways I gotta sleep now. Gotta wake up early for worship tomorrow. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "boards. I wanna get a Ryde or Sims board. I was thinkin Santa Cruz @ one point.....but man what was I thinkin now that i look back. Oh yah K-2 I wouldn't mind either. But yeah didn't end up going to boler or Webstation today because Colin n em already left....so in the end I ended up going to Masonville w/ age.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Bio class. Unfortunately Lindsay's group's powerpoint didn't work.....so they had to resort to overheads. Well it worked....but the laptop didnt have a \"A\" drive *wow how crappy is that?.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "her dead in Missisauga. I pray that the Lord be with their family at this time of grieving and that the close family and friends of the Zhangs may also be with them at this time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Played drums, SC, then drums again. Now I'm doing blog, eating, and gonna soon start h/w. Gotta sleep early tonight for band 2morrow. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well anyways I got not much else to say. I'd just like to end w/ Proverbs 24:17-18. I mean this verse really applies to my personality, and I'm really gonna start to try to change myself to act more like the verse tells you to. Well here it is. I hope you people find this verse as meaningful as I did:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Math class once again Mr. Gilbert had to tolerate w/ our loudness and annoyance lol. We basically reviewed for the math test on Thursday. Not much excitement there. Hmm.....well like usual Mike was a jackass, John was being bitched at, Courtney still needs PMS pills, Nick was also a shmuck for a bit. My Coffee didn't affect me that bad....... I wasn't AS hyper as usual.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I would arrive at school pretty early....8 o clock. I woulda thought it'd take at least 40 mins today since last nite was supposed to be chaotic w/ freezing rain and 15 cm of snow...which by the way never happened.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Not much to say today. Basically I woke up, played piano, played PS2, then left for church for the seminar tonight. It was a good seminar though. But just before I get to that I'm gonna start from the morning...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after that, since my dad was in the bathroom, I decided to go on MSN. and lo and behold Gerty was on. She told me she knew of the plan of meeting up @ TC by recognizing me wearing........ A BRIGHT GREEN SHIRT?! I said GREEN not BRIGHT GREEN JENN! Lol so yeah after going through that confusion....well yeah now it's final...... YOU'LL SEE A DUDE WEARING A HAT, GREEN ADIDAS SHIRT..... AND HAVE A TIME MAGAZINE", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "But yeah after a song of response and offering *Gloria almost forgot she was ushering* and then we all headed downstairs like usual for chatting. Well Connie WAS supposed to teach us today......but for some reason she wasn't there. Turns out she woke up late and forgot to get a ride from someone.....so Brian went to pick her up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "doesn't matter....it still worked...sorta lol. We actually did pretty well, and we were against.... SILAS lol. Kinda embarassed myself when I tried to clap w/ Karen's feet lol. Gavin Dave and Jenn just gave a pathetic \"Joe you suck\" sorta nod and I sat there going.....aww crap lol. So yeah SORRY KAREN lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "But anyways to my school day. I WAS EARLY FOR ONCE AND MADE IT TO PATRICKS HOUSE *breathes* WITHOUT HIM COMING TO MY HOUSE TO PICK ME UP BECAUSE I'M \"LATE.\" YEAH that's right. And I even got to school BEFORE 810. Wow punctuality....but for some reason I kept thinking I forgot something.....meh I'll figure that out later I thought.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Nate: Hey Thompson stick out your arm *Thompson sticks out arm* *Nate hits it* Thompson: Wth? you hit me. Nate: Just trying to match your wrist skin colour w/ your neck's.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I SNOWBOARDED ON A HILL RATHER THAN A BUMP! ENRAGED STUDENTS THREATENING MR. BALDWIN! And of course HYPE SLEEPOVER!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then bus ride home. Took", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "theory class. It's a waste of space I just noticed also but I'm not about to backspace my efforts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Apparently Mitch and Lauren took all the good new percussion parts, leaving Thompson either bells or.....that one where it has all the little parts. Hahaha. Yeah that basically summarizes music. And of course the usual boredom. Not much else I can think of.......so......off to science.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "the emphasis on how Pilate *the judge that condemned him* didn't want to at all, and tried all he did to save Jesus' life. In the end though he did it only at the Jews' cries and edge to start a riot, and he even said basically that the Jews were responsible for his death, and the Jews AGREED.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well today sadly was the day I head back to London. *sigh* TC 2004, the chillin' in downtown T-dot, yeah it's all gonna be cherished for a while hehehe. I mean......just havin' bot hthe priviledges of Spiritual growth....and just havin a blast w/ some friends......yeah it's honestly some of the best times that I think you can have on this earth. So yeah.....we said our final good-byes and stuff, and headed out the door for our final subway ride down to Union Station for home. This morning I was really missin' TC lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Test actually wasn't HORRIBLE. Some stuff I didn't get at all though......but yeah I think it's a good thing I prayed. Really felt I had guidance from God. Unfortunately there was one question I never studied....the stupid rectangle. *Shrug* I just put down random formulas for that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well now skip down to after school. Chatted w/ Ryan on the bus ride home, then got home around........3:15ish. One big topic we talked about was the game where Gimpy got tooled.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After McD's we went back on the bus.......tired......and pissed off......but then crowd control came when we watched \"Ten Things I Hate About You.\" What a chick flick but it was pretty funny at times lol. The English teacher is pretty funny. But the good times would end with a solemn silence for the cause of a 45 minute long traffic jam.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Won't talk much about theory. Did theory. Payed for Theory. Wrote Theory Exam Application form. Went home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Thought I'd add that in first. Somethin I read off of my HYPE Counsellor JT's Blog. Thought it was pretty interesting....and funny also ^_^. But off to the rest of my day...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "basically follow Tuba, or in other words Christian *music genius* and Sam Zhang *Asian Retard.* Only hard part about my part is I have to play REALLY low notes. I'll learn in time though. I just need a bit of practice and I'll be up and running. This morning I just sight-read everything.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well now I'm at the dinner. It was just my family. We ate....then talked......and now I'm blogging. Still gotta do piano which i'm going to do now. Cya.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Afterwards headed to bio. For the whole class today basically did some random work since Ms. Wiener didn't show up as her grandfather recently passed away. Me, Okanski, Underhill and Robert planned out what's happening w/ project. It's", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Leap Year Day Blog! Exclusive every four years! So Read SHMUCK!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "CRAP! WHY WOULDN'T MY D-CAM WORK FOR THIS TRIP!?!?!?!?!! GRRRR! Now that I've relieved my pissed-offness......", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ok I'll just summarize history and civics. Note taking and lectures from Ms. Manson. Oh yeah me and Hammond planned out what's happening @ Huntsville too lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now I'm home.........blogging, chatting, the usual. Probably gonna nap for a bit now. Anyways yeah I'm out both ways so later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah anyways at first the heart looked like crap.....but after cutting the heart in half......and then revealing the atriums and ventricles....... IT WAS COOL. Then I decided I'd shove my finger through the aorta to find out where the end was. Wow........turns out the heart has LOTS of holes. Vena Cava, Aorta, Pulmonary Vein, etc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "like a letter format...you know salutation, body paragraph, and closing. Well I almost totally forgot about the ACTS acronym, and I'll share it with you guys now:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah.... I'll just leave you with my cheesy slogan taken from Sprite:\"Image is Nothing... Thirst is everything. Obey your Thirst.\" Lol I am overusing that phrase.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Civics we talked about leadership.....pretty boring stuff. Then watched a movie w/ Martin Luther King Jr's speech on freedom and equality....you know the famous \"I have a dream\" one. Yeah we watched that...wasn't too exciting of a class......then lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well I got home, ate Gung Jai Mein.......mmmmmmmmmm.........fooooood. And then after that I drummed for a bit. Slept. Played Sc for a bit....really boring after playing it for 2 days it sucks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And at school.... Music class first. We didn't really do much....worked on Gambolier....then we got into little groups like quartets and started playing random songs.....weird.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lol so yeah Thompson kinda look like he wet himself....so people got a few laughs out from that....he was pretty pissed though for the rest of the day. But yeah it was kinda funny.....seeing he spilled coffee on me before too.....so yeah Hermann kinda just did something I was supposed to do a LONG time ago...but I'm not that \"hostile\" anyways to start with. But yeah I think John's gonna kill me tomorrow lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well when I got home I moped around for a bit....ate food.....talked on MSN......went onto urbandictionary.com and looked for stupid words meanings. I liked this definition the most:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "History class we watched this video called \"The Wave.\" Basically the video was showing how easy people conform to authority. The teacher *in the video* was teaching about Nazi Germany, and was talking about how Hitler murdered 10,000,000 people basically right under the German People's noses. Then the students asked how blind could the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "This morning I sorta woke up early.....but then decided to flop back into bed. So yeah in the end I didn't wake up early, and left at the same time as usual. Patrick was waiting outside on my driveway again in his van. Ugh makes me feel late lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "SC....played diplomacy mostly tonight. Got bored, then went on MSN.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well now to programming. Not much here either. Finished an assignment on Hyperstudio *really retarted program, refer to one of Jason's blog entries in January* and then surfed the net. That's basically my afternoon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today....mainly getting prepared for Kiwanis coming up in a month or so. Nothing really big happening.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Home.....basically I sat in front of the comp chattin' to TC kids, reorganizing comp, and just lookin at the 97+ pics I took while on vacation hehehe. Wonder how I'm gonna get these developed lol. So talked to TC kids, and then this was where the Spiritual Hat-Trick came in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "HUNTSVILLE! SMURF! SHMUCK! AND GORGON! And of course....... It was great being the only Asian in the back of Violet bus lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "You walk around...then BOOM! EXAMS!!! NOO!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ken: What'd you think of Steven carrying the cross with Christ? How are we sorta like in Steven's situation? JT and others: Isn't his name Simon? Ken: ..... Whoops ehehehehehe=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah that's basically my day up until 5pm. Doubt I'll blog later unless somethin' REALLY cool comes up. Got piano theory and stuff tonight. Grrr.... Oh well haven't seen those people in theory for a week...kinda cool to see em I guess after March Break=).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "course runnin' around Downtown Toronto like typical tourists lol. So yeah this March break was pretty awesome. I liked it a lot at least....don't know about the others about walking in circles in T-dot=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "LATE START DAY WAS TODAY! yes sleeping in till 830 *shweet.* And on with the rest of my shpiel for today.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I CAN LINK EXTREMELY UGLY WINDMILLS! WHOOOOOOOOO!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Music we had a theory exam......seriously I still don't know what the hell the pattern method is good for.....why don't they just teach key signature.....stupid retards. Well the test was a joke. Finished it in the 1st ten minutes.......and for some reason Mr. McCumber seems to think quarter notes and eighth notes are threatening during rythmic dictation. Wow. I really think my music class is getting more and more pathetic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "This morning......wow it was a bit of a waste lol. I mean I was signed up to play basically just Godzilla Eats Las Vegas.....but in the end now I am basically PART of the senior band. Meh......it's kinda cool but at the same time VERY HARD. Senior music is actually a bit difficult compared to the stuff I play right now. Next year I might actually have to start practicing for band =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "WOW I was lucky I didn't buy Silent Hill 3 from Zellers. They sold it for 50 and I got it for 30....though it was used who cares it was in good condition.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well once again another Monday has come and gone by. Today wasn't really that much more exciting than any other Monday. It was you know.........average.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Joe & Gavin:Grill to the fourth plus grill to the fifth equals grill to the ninth Josh: Exponents don't add unless they are multiplied Gavin:That's not true....we'll ask Gloria. Gloria can you add exponents? Gloria: What's the base number? Joe & Gavin: Grill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "BlAST! SKOOL AGAIN!? @(#*&@&*@(&^!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah that was part two of distinguishing the saying about faces on grills. And then after", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well by now it's around 8....and I had to go to theory. Only 3 people in the class tonight. Me, Thomas, and Lauren. Wasn't too exciting......basically we just learned more stuff to help us pass when the exam comes in May.....we all left by 9.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anywho after that came lunch. YAY! Nothing special today. No pushing into snow, no snowballs. Just plain old lunch at Galleria.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And now I'm off to sleep. Band 2morrow. Later. Yeah but overall....very fun day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ugh......just to think that school starts in a matter of two days..... GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY! Winter holdays were so relaxing, and now I gotta work again, and do stuff for school.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Aftermath of sleeping @ 230am: I woke up about 11am =P. Making the most of what I can with March Break, and sleep is always one element that can't be removed. So yeah I woke up around 2pm, and then...well....had lunch (mm..........pizza). Yeah today I couldn't really do much since most of the day I had to help prepare for tonight, where everyone just left. It was pretty amusing though tonight, but I'll fill you in on that later =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Biochemical Psychiatric Medical Accountant of Law. *hhhhuuuuuh?????????*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well when I got back to school......it was now bio class. We had a sub though today since Ms. Wiener's grandfather just passed away today. So she was out and we had a sub teacher and we watched some video and then chatted. Now originally me Underhill and Robert would agree to go to the library after school, but I had Stage Band X and would meet up with them later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Stage Band X today.....actually we are beginning to sound decent. I'm actually beginning to like the sound we produce.......sometimes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "When we got back to school though......the collision on the highway apparently did affect us. One of the buses almost swerved into a ditch from the accident, but lucky they didn't. Brian Wong told me he prayed also for them, and both him and I believe this was God's works for sure. So yeah since I believe that, I'd like to thank God for sure for keeping us kids on the buses safe....and this reminds me of the Bible verse in Matthew 19:14 that goes:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well anyways now to math. Didn't do much. Did some worksheet and talked a lot. Mr Gilbert really seems like your typical new teacher. He doesn't know what he's doing sometimes it seems lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "This year..... I MADE IT TO DAY 2! No projectile Vomiting (YES!) and I think this was all totally set up by the Lord this year. I mean, I've never had such a feeling of Christ being in me to make me re-dedicate my life. I mean sure I've been going to church, and praying and doing devos (somewhat poorly but I'll catch up), today really marks a pretty special day in my life compared to last TC or even yesterday at TC.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "have sold mine. Just for the fact that I can still go next year, but they can't. They'll be @ the charity ball @ UWO maybe, or w/e other universities have. But yeah if I could make a difference, I would have.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And that's the end. For now..... I'll blog more tomorrow. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Programming....... BORING. That should basically be enough to say.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "This morning started off with senior band....and I'm actually starting to enjoy it. The music's pretty fun to play....and just to listen to some of it ......it's amazing stuff. Make's intermediate band look so crappy. So yeah it's been pretty wild week in band too..... I'm actually starting to get the hang of some of the music. It's actually not that hard....just some of the beats are REALLY weird.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "English class we finished Romeo and Juliet. For the next two days we would watch the movie. She assured us it ain't gonna be that crappy modern one w/ Leonardo The Craprio or however the hell you spell his name.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Hammond: Mitch, give me back my football. Mitch: Hammond, if you had no clothes on, you'd be naked *Hammond has the weirdest look on his face*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I still remember on Sunday helping Janny w/ her history, Monday I was totally burned out, Tuesday Bio presentation, etc. etc. Oh yeah and LOTS of band in between those areas. I just don't get how the week passed by so SLOOOOOWLY with all that stuff to occupy me. *Shrug* hopefully next week will be different hehe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well bell rang, but since football banquet was tonight I stayed there until 5. Spencer and Igor WERE gonna session but NOOO not anymore. So I ended up working out w/ Hammond n Mitch and them, and then after a bout a 1 and a half hour workout we watched the highlights of Superbowl 37 and how the Bucs got there and won. Well at around 5 we all ran to the caf. FOOD!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "\"The Passion of the Christ...\"one word to describe it. Wow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "First thing though, I was pleased to see some people replying to me and josh's 4 page long email about HYPE in 2004....... I was surprised people read it even lol. It's so long........my eyes were burning when I was writing this thing. But yeah it was nice to see basically what people thought....and what they agreed and disagreed with. This is democracy kinda i guess........sorta.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Drive to Toronto: 3.5 Hours. Sleep before TC: 5 Hours. TC 2004's First Day: Timeless", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways.....yeah that basically summarizes my day. Now....what's comin up next? A really insane week @ school *Programming project, Bio project, first time tryin out senior band, and a math test* and for tonight.....dinner and some h/w. So until tomorrow's entry.....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Honestly, school days suck for a Gr. 10 There's almost nothing to do....with homework n stuff in your way. I'm lucky my piano lessons don't actually start till this Saturday....oh crap which reminds me I can't go snowboarding till after 1pm. Ugh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "7 days of blogging. Oh yeah, Hell's been freezin over for a while", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Sorry can't say much more about that, but I really need to get to sleep ehehe. Tomorrow I gotta wake up early once again for Day 2, and I really want to go to it this year lol. Anyways yeah but all in all, amazing day, and look forward to my Thursday and Friday blogs. They'll be just as exciting with my milling around Toronto. But for now.... Lates=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah before anything else.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCELLO! Yeah unfortunately I couldn't go to the party tonight because I had to go out for a family dinner.....but hopefully he likes the gift I gave him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways yeah I'm out for the night. For now I'm gonna just chill w/ my final hours here.....and then sleep and get ready for the big trip home tomorrow=P. So yeah once again.... Shout Out to all TCers and.....yeah guess that's it hehehe. Keep on growin' in Christ kids.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah now I'm home.....recalling TC moments....planning my Sunday where it's gonna be pure postin' pics and h/w. So like my Huntsville blog *this is probably gonna be goin in w/ my look back blog also* I have a few final things to say....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "English was boring like usual. Presentations started for revolutions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And this is where my day ends. Watched some Family Guy, Piano for 15 minutes then..... WUMP.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "SESSION SUCKED....well for me anyways. Actually it wasn't", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Whitney: Lindsay can I borrow your Cosmo Magazine? *Mitch catches the title* Mitch: SEX?! WHOA I GOTTA READ THAT! I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT IT!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And now I'm awake yet again....blogging and going to start homework soon. Gonna go eat first though. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Also on a side note..... COURSE SELECTIONS ARE SO FRIGGIN' DIFFICULT FOR GR. 11! I have too many things I want to take. If you can.....pray for the Lord's guidance to be with me while I'm confirming my courses in April. Thanks a bunch people =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Oh yeah and Guilfoyle kinda came up with a good question too: WHO the heck really does read my blog? Who are the 2300 people that have hit my site? A mystery never meant to be solved *unless I'm geeky enough to check every IP address.* No I'm not.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah I know I sped by today.....but I gotta REALLY eat sometin' and then head out the door to do canvassing for Kidney Foundation. I hope it isn't too late lol. SO yeah I'm out.....cya.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Gonna sleep bit earlier tonight........and I still hate the time this stupid blogger runs by........it's around 2am and this stupid website seems to think in eastern time zone it's only 10pm. Well im out. Actually gonna sleep early for once.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now I gotta get going to finish Bio. Test tomorrow. Ugh. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "That's basically my day........and upcoming for the night: studying for history/civics test, math h/w, and science and bio if I can get to it. And of course some good old SC. Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Science class.......didn't do much. Note taking. *Yawn.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I woke up at 7am this morning. Woke up early on purpose in case the \"snowstorm\" from last night left any work for me. Apparently there was no storm. Just a few droplets of freezing rain. Well I didn't shovel in the morning.....and instead ate and just bolted out the door for school.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I decided I wasn't going to go to Boler today. Well one reason was because I have HYPE tonight *fellowship* and another reason is because my board is in terrible condition. Need to wax it bad. Actually I just need a new board period. The liquid board Marcello's selling is tempting.....but then again I hate liquid", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "The speaker, who's name was Charlie, spoke about well.....missionary work today. He read from Acts chapter 1, and the memory verse for this week I find pretty cool. It reads:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So far my day has gone average like usual. Hmm....yeah very average. Oh yeah I did have band today. I really don't like how I had to wake up at 6:30 am rather than my reguar 7:30 am. But band wasn't too bad today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah this week is the first week where I gotta experience Gr. 10 and Senior band all in one week....it's the first of the many future weeks....well 'till the end of the school year. So yeah....these last few days I've been averaging 5 hours of sleep a night....... Pretty sweet eh? NO. I've been so tired last few days.... I just REALLY need some sleep lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After school no sessionin today. Just went home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Six hours of sleep is never good. I WAS gonna do point form blog today....but decided that since I have time might as well do it the usual way....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Hmm.......today really was a pretty important day. I mean, though I've never known what a pastoral ordination was....when I attended it today....it really was something special. And it's kinda funny. A few questions ringing in my head earlier today....which I'll list now were answered:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ohh yes the bass trombone I play in Stage Band X.....shooooo shiny lol. It actually still looks like BRASS and not like PLASTIC.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways....see like I said I didn't do much today. Just did music exam then went out for afternoon. Then SC'd, CS'd, Drummed and stuff for a bit and that's basically it. Well I'm gone. I wanna sleep.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "the church. But then I thought this is kind of like saying my church is a place to look at.....not to worship. But then again a nice environment to worship in does affect people. See this is how I fell asleep......brain overdrive.... I would slowly fall sleep.......", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "*Joe gets off phone* Thompson: LOL Joe how do you speak Chinese man? Joe: Maybe because I am Chinese? Hammond, Thompson, Mitch and some other people: It's just funny how you talk in Chinese then throw in an English word Lots of people: YEAH!...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah today wasn't all that bad. I mean I pre planned for the week, chilled with Age, went to church, and of course.......blogged. So yeah I'm out for the night........ Later. G'nite.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Those were some of the main things that happened. Really actually day two kicked day one's butt all the way to....... England.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "But today I really got prepared for midterms....me mike n' dan studied from 3-6 @ library. By the time I got out it was 6pm. Today has been one hell of an exhausting day....in ways.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "What a long LOOONG day. Though it was long, it was fun though. Starting with usual awakening at 8 for church and not coming home till 1130...... I'm pretty beat right now. BUT IT WAS WORTH IT ............. WELL WORTH IT=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "taught myself *with some help from Gavin* on how to play the basic guitar chords, and some badminton. I REALLY suck now at Badminton lol. Lucky I'm basically the only veteran mixed doubles player lol so I can't get cut =P. So after waiting around until 3pm, with some badminton, and guitar playing, FINALLY we got home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "YES! After a three hour trip, and some very songs in the car (Gavin and Dave were singing Beer Bottles on the wall....they made it from 99 to -2) and struggling on the snow-covered 401..... I am now sitting on Dave's comp, hogging it to use to type in my blog. heeheehee shweeetness=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now like I said......today's a lazy day, so I napped whenever I could. With that said, I slept from 12-12:20. Wow a 20 minute slumber....amazing. So after that grueling nap I headed to my last piano lesson before the holidays came by. WHoo.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Basically at the Inn again....well I played some last minute squash....and then the bus ride home. Well yeah the bus ride home......is gonna be in my memory for a long time. Lol first of all the chair tilting. Basically it happened in REAL slow motion. After I woke up from a 30 minute nap this happened:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ok see that part of the day was pure crap....you can see why I fall asleep through those two classes. Well sometimes in programming there's something exciting. Ok I'm just lying... maybe the reason why I'm writing little today is because I forget most of the stuff.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "REALLY small. But when I passed their high school I had the weirdest sense of Deja Vu. REALLY looked familiar in a dream I had back in.......grade 8? Weird....deja vu's always freak me out. But it makes me believe that something out", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "timing to be surfing blogs. Unfortuntely, may people dun have time to blog during school =(. I totally understand though, sometimes I just don't feel like", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah that and also we kinda discussed about a few other things. Some funny moments at McD's. Then aftera word of closing prayer, and talkin to the others.... I left for Paul n' Yu and got parents drove me home *they had dinner there.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After service we went downstairs like usual.....talked for a bit.....had some food and then time for Sunday School. Though I wasn't there last Sunday Carmen did recap me on a few things. Basically she said that last week's lesson was about Job's questioning of why he was being \"punished\" so badly and blamed some things on God. In today's lesson......part II of wrapping up the book of Job *Part III is next week* we talked about how God finally spoke out to him.....and asked Job why he was blaming God for everything. Eventually Job would finally realize what he has done and repents his sin, and realizes that what he was doing was wrong.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "John: MAN.....why do those Gr. 9 FOBS always take the couches?! Joe: Man QUIT CALLING EVERY ASIAN A FOB John: UGH BUT THOSE FOBS.... *Joe smacks Thompson across head* John: OW.....what was that for *punches Joe* *Joe Smacks Thompson across back of head...* John: GEEZ CHILL......... I only said ONE joke *Hermann then smacks Thompson....causing him", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today I probably had the most production in any field in a long time. I did well on tests, didn't sleep in classes, got farther in Need for Speed Underground.....and improved with breaking even =P. Summarizing my day in one word would be \"SHWEET!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I washed dishes afterwards. Whoo.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now I am sitting at home blogging. Wow...... Ju Pah for dinner....almost forgot lol....wow this joke has been going around in LCAC for almost like 2 years. Funny how it came about. Well anyways I'm out now.......gonna go do some h/w and watch some TV maybe. *Zing*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Programming......made some program with a face winking.... BOOOOORRRIIINNNNNGGGGG. I'm almost done Hyperstudio project though......such a crappy project but *shrug* lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "But it's fun.... I guess. Better than I anticipated at least =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "to such as these.' \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "I remember when Jason wrote the entry about his classes when we were away on Huntsville and how they were all barren. Well I think I got a taste of that this morning. This is why...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Played piano, chatted, and now blogging. Gotta sleep early tonight since tomorrow I'm playing Badminton w/ Mophead and Hermann maybe. So Later.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "For one we actually got to school before 8. I think anyways. Well actually I think we got there only 2 minutes earlier than 8:10 cuz I heard bell go right off after I went in. Now I head to music class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "It truly makes me think of the fact that God does love everyone.... Children, the old, and of course the working age people. But yeah I really do thank God for looking over us this whole time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "TRIUMPH IN MATH CLASS! Oh yeah and uhh....more snow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "11AM!? Uh oh....we were supposed to be gone by now but we have just woke up lol. So yeah we kinda started getting ready slowly. Played some G-Cube, Talked on MSN, and tried getting some TC kids if we found any to come to Toronto too. Unfortunately everyone was already doing stuff......or too lazy so in the end it was the original people: Me, Dave, Josh, Gavin and Jason.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "My day started off relatively decent. Last night was the first night I actually got", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "He also really showed me how powerful one's love for God is, as he was the one that bought the church drum set. Up until now I look up to that, and hope one day I'll be able to do something like that. And the movie Passions, which is coming out February 25th, has brought up lots of issues. I mean lots of people have said the movie is anti-semetic, which I don't believe, but also many think that this is an amazing portrayal of Christ's last 12 hours of life. I myself haven't said anything as I haven't seen it, and I can't wait.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Happy B-day Wendy! 50 pounds of meat..........mmmm", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Clarence: *Takes out a wooden pole* MACHINE GUN *bak bak bak* Joe: *look at him with a stunned look* Someone's more retarted than me?! Clarence: Guess so.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Like usual I woke up around 720....crawling slowly out of bed met by a average breakfast....for me anyways. I had tofu and rice *lol* which I bet most people don't think is too typical. Tea is typical right? Well Patrick came over for a lift around 7:50...we left around 7:55....just made it ontime to school around 8:10.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Today since it was reading week for the UWO students.....wasn't really that populated. But oh well.....doesn't matter we are still there for the same reason, and that is to worship the Lord. Today's message was about", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So now I\"m playing piano.....pretend you hear my exquisite, superior piano playing skills. Just picture Beethoven......but Chinese=P. Oh yeah and of course I'm better......*I wish, to both of those claims.*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "^_^. I actually heard more than 70% of it today lol. It was a good message too.....about pressing onward towards a goal......like........football, well that was the analogy that Pastor Mackness used. but more on that after the beginning of my day......", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Programming...not very amusing. We learned Turing imaging more. It's terrible. Today's class sucked....no funny things happening...no Icy mauling Pokan...no nothing. Just pure silence and the sound of typing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Science.......... MORE NOTES! Some cheesy poor-graphic animated video about VECTORS. Wow.......1980's animation was horrible lol. But it was funny watching it in the making haha.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then after that time for home! Bused home w/ Dominik, Ryan and Underhill.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lunchtime..................today I headed out to Galleria and bought Subway.....mmmmmmmmmmmm subs. And then I had to buy a prize for our bio presentation......we have a cheesy mini-game show that totally failed at the end lol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Class lesson today........we learned about different names that God has had throughout history..... Jehovah, Elohim, under Jehovah there were A LOT of names. Hmm...... Sarah *Pow Pow* came again today.....that was good to see. She kinda fell asleep.....but least she made the effort to come. I guess attention in class will come in time. Rome wasn't built in one day as they say =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Last period bell rang. Time for Stage Band X Practice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well afterwards I surfed net a bit, played some online gaming, then watched the pathetic leafs game against the Sens. First, Sundin didn't play that could've been a factor to their gruesome 7-1 loss, or maybe cuz Kidd is the crappiest goalie since Cujo. Both ways, while the Leafs were struggling, I was sitting on the couch laughing at their crappy game. Who cares if they were in 1st. Anaheim was in 8th last year for the playoffs and they made Detroit look like the Penguins.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "when the other two went to sleep yesterday night, but I slept at......thinkg 2am-ish? I dunno what the other two did. I just built myself a fort (very mature huh lol) and then went to sleep....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after school, I had to go the the library w/ Dan N' Mike for a studying thing for math. We worked and talked, and ate, and stuff", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Hammond and others: Mr. Rice why don't you chill w/ us back here? Mr. Rice: Uhh....no I would rather not sit back there w/ fags and losers like you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Then got home. Nothing very exciting at home today. I ate, played SC, then napped. And then Theory class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Programming nothing exciting. Catch up day so I basically surfed the net.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "3 Day weekend start! Sweet....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Yeah after that some Virtua fighter where Wendy and Jason dominated. I hate the game. Wendy got sick of Silent Hill 3's camera angles, and then everyone had to go.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "So yeah...for the whole day today I was still thinkin' about what happened yesterday. So basically I didn't sleep until 'bout 2am last night. Lucky it wasn't band night or I woulda been screwed =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "\"Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, \"Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?\" And I said, \"Here am I. Send me!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": ". Yeah watch that you'll probably get a laugh or two out of it. And Holy Crap I'm lucky that that I posted as I just closed my window lol. But yeah I'm lucky I posted so it saved all of the stuff up until the Holy Crap. So yeah when we woke up, basically we ate lunch, cleaned up the family room from the wreck it was, and then I packed.....yes preparing for my 3 hour car ride out to Toronto in a REALLY big blizzard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well we all left the exam.....i actually didn't use extra time for once. I met up w/ Thompson", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well just think about that. And now back to my day. I'll make this fast.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "What else to say.... OH YEAH..... AAA MAAAFAAA! FOB PIC EVERYONE! And of course.... GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME! AND ALL THE TIME..... GOD IS GOOD!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Napped for an hour......thats long story short at home. Drummed for a bit...and now I go eat after this blogging hehe. Yeah I'm on the phone w/ Josh discussing HYPE website so it's kinda hard to think lol. Cya.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after school we WERE gonna session but Spencer and Igor had to work out, so me and Steve ended up leaving. Well I worked on millz for a bit, and we tried to see who could connect the most freezes. Our record was 3...or maybe 4. Steve did some combo like table top, to chair, airchair, and then......well I guess it's 3 lol. I don't know what he coulda done from air chair.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "German people really be, and that was when the plot of the story unravels. Basically the teacher then makes everyone think they are a cult called \"The Wave\" and has a whole system of society. The teacher then shows them how easily they were conformed at a rally, and the students then realized how easy it was to fall into a political trap. That was history class for you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Confusing like usual because I hate physics, and also more note taking. Nothing amusing really.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Jap or A&W? Hmm.... Root beer owns Jap so A&W it is =P. So we ate lunch......very \"nutritious\" meal of a teen burger combo =P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After a grueling 5 months of school....came exams. History actually wasn't that bad though. NFL street and studying actually paid off at Jason's. I knew most of the stuff on the exam. It wasn't too bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Morning didn't really start until 10:30am. I was the first to wake up out of all of us I think. Actually wait. I think Gavin woke up first because I awoke to him singing", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "There were a few of us @ Session today. Calvin came too. Steve, Igor, Spencer, Stefan, Mike, Evan, Joseph *FuFu if I spelled it right* and some other people.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "done, and my school average is at a healthy 85 ^_^. Shweet....so yeah March has been a good month.....and of course who could forget TC?! AMMMMMAAAAZZZZIIIINNNNNNGGGG. I just hope April will pass by as quickly as March....same for may.....and June.....then July and August...... SLOW PLEAAAAAAASE.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "WHOO! DONE EXAMS AND LONG WEEKEND!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well........so much for canvassing. In the end.......after canvassing whole Walmer Gardens..... TWO out of over 20 houses donated. *Shrug* maybe next time I do this I'll do it earlier in the year lol. So plus me and my mom donating the total $$$ made: $40!!!! Meh not much....but I hope it go into good use.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "By now I think you all know what my morning routine is....you know the usual stuff. Hygiene, eat, get dressed, out the door I go.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Ok today's entry I'm just going to skip right until after school. I have better things to talk about today than how history class went, or how math went etc. Well anyways yeah most of this post is gonna be about Basement Jam....which was REALLY good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Joe: *pokes person to give her booklet* Here's the Pile. Girl: Oh Thanks.....*stares weird look* JOE?! Joe: GERTY!? NO WAY!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways.....right now I'm very tired.....and wanna sleep. But Basement Jam 2004....totally unforgettable. And I strongly urge people to...........", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Oh yah almost forgot. When we got kicked out....well me and some people decided to just talk for the rest of lunch in front of the gym doors. This was when we found out Finlan was starting to play ball w/ Mr. D. Forgot what exactly we talked about.....for some reason Lindsay had a urge to go into the guy's washroom. Seriously what's so intriguing about a urinal and a jawn? Oh well after that \"excitement\" we just chatted around for a bit, and that was when we then decided to watch Gimpy be tooled by Mr. D.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Woke up......went to school around 7:50......that is basically my morning. Ate also of course and usual hygiene stuff....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "of course myself =P. But yeah....me and Gavin.... LOOK OUT TC! WE BE BRINGIN' DOWN DA HOOSE NEXT YEAR hahaha=P.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "And also after Gavin's talk today about how he felt demons and stuff during worship.....real deep stuff but really makes me think twice about why I'm so priviledged to know Christ. It's also crazy how Gavin felt it during worship....just shows how powerful Satan's presence can be....yet be defeated by Words of God when Gavin prayed for it to leave. So yeah that was Goal #2.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now time for programming.....uhh........no action......no circle strafing from Icy beating Pokan. Nothing. Just pure boredom", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Anyways I got home.....did some h/w, played SC, read some blogs. And now for math homework. Later. *Plunk*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Well after waking up, I went to practice my piano for about.....yeah a good one hour. Ate lunch, then quickly threw in an extra 15 minutes. Oh yeah and I did something really stupid: I cut up some photocopied music by accident =P. And then off to piano lesson.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Lunchtime.....well we ate lunch what else? Crappage apparently Nasvhille in hockey though dropped to 9th place. Really wanna see em make it into playoffs...... LOSE ST. LOUIS PLEASE. They won't be able to do jack in the playoffs anyways. So yeah today lunch was a bit of talk about hockey...left a bit early since I had to help Lindsay and her group set up powerpoint for Bio class......so yeah not much.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "After lunch it was Bio, then English. Nothing much, so I won't touch on it too much. Just I had work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Announcements today: BADMINTON SEASON HAS SORTA OFFICIALLY BEGUN! Well signup started in rm. 314.....which I would head to at lunch to sign up. Hmm.... I'll probably end up playing mixed doubles again. But before talking about that...... Civics class.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "got a pretty nice meal today for only 4.75. A whole breakfast plus a coffee. I had a Bagel. Crap.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog25872", + "text": "Now then I get to the library......and they weren't there. Well.........looked around for about 15 minutes and after figuring that they had everything done already *I don't know what really had to be done* so I left for my bus stop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Juclecia has lived a common life in Elder with dim memory of the past. But she hears about the truth of her mother's murder by Marhakatte Orakhan Willight. And soon she loses her smile and promises her revenge against the Empress and those who supported the Empress.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "With weak steps, I dragged myself to bed and laid down gently while weak moonrays dissolved and reshaped around me. In the stillness of my room, I slowly came to realization that I was motivated by a long suppressed feminine instinct all throughout the summer. The need to be desired, cared about, looked after and on top of it all, embraced with love. An instant of utmost misery caused my brow to cease since I knew that what I could have would only be a gay relationship which would be far from quenching my thirst... a thirst belonging to a woman.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I will wrap my shawl around me.\" was her response.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Uh-hm..\" I said while I nibbled on a tomato slice, \".. I believe it will be an amazing day...\" then I turned back at him empathatically, \"At least for some of us... Do you need to get too far away from around here? It seems the storm will worsen and so will the traffic.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "And that day how we cornered him to go, talk to Kitty and opened up to her... that night when Charon, Bunny and I returned to the Study and all the mess I went through to wake him up (Darn! We were dying to hear what had happened and the guy was sound asleep!)... The inseparable trio: Charon, Rain Man and I... a thousand memories of togetherness too hard to put together.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Mmm.. not really. Although as a kid I was totally into Christopher Reeve. Oh but there's a point you might find interesting.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I don't like it a bit. Your staying in this room all by yourself.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Obviously, this one I try not to associate myself with. I may cause a storm made up of tears and, possessing the famous allegoric arrows of a Sagittarian, sarcastic demogogy when I am really hurt but delirium would be taking it a little too far.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "C. E. (via E-mail)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...now that is another story. This head did not only look as if he was crafted by an artist but also had one of the most perfect profiles I had ever seen in my mundane life. A pointed yet masculine nose, full lips, hazel eyes that were being constantly narrowed by the sun and a chiseled jaw. All of this was placed on a strong neck, broad shoulders, a sun-kissed tan intensified by a white shirt, light hairs slightly visible on the forearms and an overall fitness emitted from approximately 6 feet of height.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Soon after news of Estell's death has spread, young Juclecia is exiled from Shudelmir Kingdom (the central and most powerful kingdom of the Empire), and died. Willight Riziem Ernst, a man seeking ways to gain power quickly and who knew about Juclecia, decides to bring her back to life, in a way. He creates a fake Imperial Princess using his own Emblem and the body of a girl, Adora. Using this power, Willight erases Adora's memories and then transferres Juclecia's memories and appearance into Adora. He, then, raises and educates her in the ways of politics and arts, recreating the real Juclecia.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I wish you the best of luck.\" I beamed, \"I wish you find more than you can ever imagine up there in England... I hope your dreams and much more are fulfilled... I wish you and Kitty the happiness you have never experienced before.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The ache of her chin was causing little sparkles flying freely across her vision! Her lips mimicked a silent scream... A cry that would probably tear the afternoon sky if the strangling hands let her neck go! She leaned against the window pane, rested her forehead against it, closed her eyes and blindly snatched the knob of the open window.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then came the psychological torture. More than once I found myself in the studio, trying to suppress tears as I was trying to make a very difficult partition come out smoothly yet was slowly being strangled by the attack of dead glances behind that glass staring at me without the slightest attempt of empathy but full of mockery if not apathy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "While I was walking away the streets of Ponderland, a swift yet chilly winter breeze was forplaying with my long, dark brown locks surrounding my distant expression. I was feeling quite tired after such a long night during which sleep abandoned my whereabouts, pages of a half historical, half mythical book tried its best to drift me away as one of the endless quarrels of my Granny and uncle kept raping the stillness of the house. Yesterday, was supposed to be my uncle's birthday. It was supposed to be one of those very few moments we were going to practice the art of being a family no matter how we feel against each other inside. If only my uncle's crisis did not interfere and his biology's need to take a few more Akinetons did not arise...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "All written in Braille. I want to be", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thankfully, Sister G. (my more-than-a-friend of 15 years. The only married member of my Holy Quartet*) and I were going to be all alone at her house and it was going to be a night full of girl moments (her husband had a night shift at the hospital) so it was perfectly alright. Highlights from the night include:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She nodded, \"He's a total mystery. How much do you know him?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Yes my Guadian Angel.. It'll be allright sooner or later... You were my mother, indeed... The mother I truly needed... The mother who actually raised me up... You were the mother whom I thought had written \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Well I'm... I... I really don't know what else to say. Words fail to express how I'm feeling at the moment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "(Demons be gone!) Your constitutional", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There... I was ready to face all there was blonde in the world.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "At least I don't confuse a clover in the field with a spermazoid in the womb. Now wouldn't that prediction have scared the hell out of you! [grins]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... as I felt the simply unbearable tears tracing down my cheeks. How shaming!Darling, i would not, could not, be loved the bloody way my soul craved for . Dash me twice, i heard an owl hoot.... moonrays shivered slightly while they accompanied the pain engulfing my curled up figure being shaken by my sobs. The dratted shame!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"So...\" she began, linking her fingers to complete the professional Interviewer imagery, \"You are interested in doing voiceovers, I see. Do you have any experience in the field?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"No. Why?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "An almost-full Moon pasted to the night sky leaving a phosphorescent trace that led to a vague horizon far, far away. Waves crash serenely on the beach and from afar two shadows can be seen; One somewhat pacing back and forth, the other looking like a wispy pile on the sand.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Anyway there was this boy that I rated ages ago and I believe is over-the-top good looking physically (if it is really him, in the picture that is. If it is not him, that's still fine. I appreciate his choice of faking it with such a great guy). Today I found out he also rated me 10/10 which was a lovely morning surprise. So I just thanked him for dropping by and the voting (disgustingly formal)....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I locked the front door, I was thinking whether he could stand for what he had said in the coming days. He did... Especially, as far as the \"loving\" part goes...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I can't say that, no. It's just that when I'm in a social environment I initially count the dark heads, instinctively.\" [shrugs]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "today.\" I blinked my sleepy eyes open, \"What? How come? You said you hated horror films.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "On the outside everything seemed so painfully normal and as fun as it could get since everyone knew this was going to be our last carefree summer. From that point on, higher education which meant the initial step into maturity was going to be a major part in our lives... lives that could no longer possess the irresponsible merriness of youth. Every night was a party, every night equaled a hedonist swim in alcohol, every night was pulsating with a club beat or meant bringing someone's house down. The families were understanding, probably because they also knew that this time it was not only a farewell to summer but also a farewell to adolescence on our parts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She is the younger sister of Gilbert, who is the commander of Schwartz Strum. Most people think that she would be one of the nobles holding great power, but actually she is a common girl and adopted by Gilbert because she was proficient in magic. When she first went into the 2nd squad, she had to tolerate the sarcasm. But now she is in the high rank no one can sneeze at and her miserable past made her mature and realistic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I want you to have an X-ray of your fistula along with an audiogram and tympanogram.\" she scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it out to me, \"Take this to the Red Cross and they will aid you. Come back with the results tomorrow.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "No, I didn't. \"Really? How come? Weren't you the first runner up in Mr. Barhopper 2002?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"We've lost it all, ma.\", he uttered trying to sound reasonable, \"I cannot fight with the avalanche of debts any longer. I'm closing the workshop. We are bankrupt.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Your mom's treatment put a lot of strain on our finances... and we never really managed to leave it behind, afterwards.\" He sighed. 4 eyes were staring at him blinking rapidly as if this was some joke, \"I tried my best to cover the expenses but the income of the workshop does not balance the outcome any longer...\" He stopped to take a sip of water from his glass. It didn't do any good to his dry throat, \"...add the the crisis of the ready-to-wear sector nationwide and we couldn't face the full blow.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...to which my friend replied, \"No one did. Though, he knows now.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "And what did the fortune-teller tell you? Hell, I've been asking too many questions for my own good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thus, people experience times that actually bind them on a very intimate and personal level as opposed to summer times that bind people by almost always a setting. Winter forces people to cuddle under blankets or share an umbrella... She forces people somewhere inside so that they can form a link, communicate... Noone can underestimate the unifying effect of the cold.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "echt , for a start? A flood, a flux of spelling mistakes? How about not seeing everything for once, Having vacuity in the neighborhood..?!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Bullshit!\" he hissed into my ear and I could hear his utmost anger transpassing miles, roads, hours and slapping me on the face, \"When did you *ucking give me a chance to stand by you?... and when will I learn to let you be with your damn unsurpassable walls of arrogance that you err to call 'reason'?!\" With that he hang up on me and I closed my eyes briefly, ignoring the fact that an old lady was staring at me while she was passing in front of me. Once again, conversing with him eventually got us nowhere.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"You're no bastards, puppies. This is your father!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Ahh... hello... what is there? (instead of 'who is there?')", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This is your chance to be a part of Rock, Classical or Jazz Choir of Bayside Music Club (BUMC). Come join us in this polyphonic environment where you can put your voice into use other than rambling and bla bla....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "You drink my unconscious tears of elation... in the afterbreather comes your respite; your kiss... swaying tenderness entwined with possession... How I missed to be kissed... this gentle... but... you know... already... you listen to my core, don't you?... as I am... possessed... and charted by your looming presence...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I smiled and took a deep breath to ready myself to the coming. \"You are....\" he began and my perfect timing took the burden off his slumped shoulders, \"...the daughter of Mr. Mars. The great nephew of the woman with the manic depressive son.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "To tell you the truth, up until the point of birth, I actually tried a few times to suicide as soon as I realized that I got transferred to the wrong womb. The officials at \"Neverland Transport\" hadn't quite liked me, I knew that much, but this was taking the sarcasm a bit too far. Not only this cord was getting more painful by day but also there was something sticking out from my crotch that shouldn't be there. I was a female and they were going to stuck me in a male body!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Hmm... I guess I'm drawn to the cliche: tall, dark and handsome.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "5 years ago, I would have told you that I was on my way towards my dreams. I was surrounded by countless friends, was doing what I always believed that I had been created for; ie. singing, leading an oversocial life made up of all these colorful people, clubbing till I dropped and waking up at all these places all over, studying at the best university of this country, was a very successful student even in that hectic current of my daily life which surprised the seniors of my department who were planning my schedule leading towards assistantship in my Sophomore year. All these may sound too unreal or maybe draws a smart alec picture of me but who cares? Not me, really...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I really am not inclined to be a pain in the ass. It's just that I'm a young, innocent being that still has an untouched territory within him not ravished by a female and I need a pro to destroy my feelings so that I can join the horde of glowering, score-oriented men.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"No. I advice for free. How about telling your mind that takes my remark as 'cut the crap' to back off, sitting down next to me and telling me about what happened?\" I tilted my head and even smiled sweetly knowing that although I couldn't see her face, she could see mine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "You realize the importance of your place within your community. You will be called upon to help others bear their burdens. You are the proverbial friend in need.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I can get as dry as I might when describing my gloomy present or the glam past under the spotlights, on the stage, in one club or social scene after another which, overall, was a timeline that passed in an epicurean flash. Nevertheless, when 1999 and 2000 are considered, as I form a link back to those days", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"What was it?\" he pressed further.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "- We remember him/her, right? [dialing silence] Hello ma'am/sir. I'm Sister G... X's friend from No-Longer-Available High, can I talk to him/her please?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Almost a month after my father's by-pass, it was my mother who was hospitalized, this time, suffering from a stroke. One part of her body was completely paralyzed due to excessive bleeding in her brain yet the doctors were hopeful since they could stop the bleeding. Now all we had to do was to wait until the bloody mess dissipated. She even managed to move her paralyzed leg which, according to them, meant a greater chance for her recovery.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She broke those wings without a second thought, then. Her father... the stranger of 22 years transformed into a hero overnight...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I want to be your Texas. Honey", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Opening the cream cheese can, I reached for the knife as I muttered, \"Dad I think I'll be feeling quite moody today so don't think it has anything to do with you or with our life or any burden available on our shoulders, okay? I had a dream which really hit me quite bad with its feeling too real to bear.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I fight so that it will not happen again. It won't happen again!\" she repeated, through narrowed eyes that did not meet his.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Want to join Phantasmemoria's Magna Carta Theme? Simply take the test presented at", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Another moment of note was told me years later by my dad. It was after my family's receiving a dinner invitation to a Professor's house. During that dinner, my father says, there was a moment when I stood by the record player which was caught by the Professor who told my parents that I should immediately be genetically/gynecologically tested for my future well-being. This, though, was opposed harshly by my mother...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"She is fine... well... fine as much as she is allowed to be if you know what I mean.\" All of us are allowed to be, indeed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "no matter how little or great it is. Being up there trapped in the stare of your alibis who witness and give credit to your talent or simply your presence, applaud you with esteem and scream out your name is so uniquely interpersonal an experience that for those who are not bewitched by the stage spell, it might very well sound inane.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Especially when I'm going through the cycle which resembles the pre-periodic deliriums of natal females. With a perfect timing around the 25th of every month, I am hit by sugar craving, constant babbling, radical tension that is noxious for all beings within the radius of a mile and hot flashes... that sneak into my sleep and are remolded into juicy dreams.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "By the way, Ferenan became confused due to Tristan who has appeared all of sudden recently. Because Tristan has tried to break down the existing frame that Ferenan has built up so far. However, Tristan also aims at the goal Vermillion wants to reach in the end. What is more, as he was so similar to ex-boss of Vermillion whom he has admired, Ferenan was awkward to trust him more or not..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "*[Attention: The following ain't self-pity. This is just another reality I have to get used to once I survive the initial shock, that's all.]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "May is an emotional month filled with the promise and the stress of imminent changes. June is a breakthrough and a relief. September brings advancement, October self- reflection and readjustments, and December brings a sense of completion and fulfillment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "HS: Phantasmemoria! Meh... -plastering the adboard- BLOGGER, darling, BLOGGER.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Yeah, we've come to love you for that. She said she has been extremely sorry for what I have been going through. I found myself soothing her in the end, rather than she coming up with a few lies to soothe me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hmph..!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again it was not ending here. He pointed at a few altos to practice the lead vocal of the song for Friday...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Around 5 pm, I started waiting up on my dad buried in my beret, scarf, my trendy jacket (oh it may be freezing cold, I may be broke to the bone but when it comes to the looks no one can stop me! I inherited my mother's great talent of putting all these cheesy/cheap/second hand things together and end up looking well done when finance is down the hill. When its back on track, though... oh let's not go in there, shall we?), my deep red gloves alongside my snowflaked everwhere else and was startled when I saw this guy who was carrying two huge bags at each hand (poor guy) trying not to loose balance on the snow clad streets of Ponderland while his approaching shadow turned into....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "in my entire life. I have, thankfully, managed to keep the purity, the genuinity of the only remaining sign of weakness I possessed whether they are shed in loneliness or in the company of another. (Though, I am certain many others ranging from mere acquaintances to history-to-be partners/boyfriends saw question marks instead of tears running down my according to their will).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I knocked on Gambit's door that night, I felt an insuppressible nausea taking over me. Looking back at that specific moment now, I can tell you that the reason of my anxiety was not entirely due to ruining the foundations of a possible relationship but also the fact that it was going to be the first time ever I was going to talk my gender dysphoria over with someone other than my mute self. When he opened the door, clad in nothing but boxers, a perfect tan and CK One (This is one of the two scents in the universe that literally turns me on. I can spot the odour even in a crowd and it still makes my stomach clench), all I could do was to fake a smile and step inside.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "+ Oh well I'm married! (Benefits of unprotected sex)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Good old Uni days were remembered, intensified by Irish Cream. That day his Russian instructor called the Piano room while we were practicing. Eowyn answered the phone and did I recall how it all go? Sure I did:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Fate had other plans, though. When everything in our lives started to shatter and there was no opportunity left for us to go and live with them, it was the same Fate that was giggling at me from amongst the shadows.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Dad!\" I cried as my breath smoked out of my lips, \"What's this?\" I leaned over to help him with the bags as he sneezed \"We needed new bath robes.\" I blinked and took one, not believing what I hear, \"We did indeed but don't you think it's a little...not-so witty decision to buy them today?\" We sat off and he sneezed again before he replied, \"Never postpone today's deed till tomorrow, beautiful.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He waved my concern away and I needed not to pursue the conversation. Later in the day the powers went as expected and the whole city suffered from a great white burden. We kept hearing that people got stuck in the traffic and could not return their home and many people labelled yesterday as the most shameful day in Ponderland's recent past. This was the city where the heart of an enitre nation beat, where history and modernity have met in a lovers embrace over centuries and finally screwed their relationship up thanks to the civic government (but what's new?).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "What awed me was the occult, the unknown and the wonders of human psyche. For these, I needed a greater imagination. Hence literature seemed like a field I could try.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "If I had had the future I look forward to, I would have probably spent this day in a unique manner. Not because it is Valentine's but simply because a snowy day like this fills me with an utmost sense of connection towards nature. The integrity of my psyche surprises me when snowflakes waltz around me and more than once I'm heard to say, \"I should've been born either in Canada or Scandinavia\". As one can see, this has nothing to do with the fact that those countries can produce the likes of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I mean... I was thinking out loud and...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"We can go to my sister's\", Grandmother said finally, \"They have been inviting us to stay with them, anyway. Just temporarily. Until you take a hold on the matter and the crisis is over... until our debts are paid. Then we will think about a permanent solution with the money we have left.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I didn't hang up on you! I was paying for...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thus, I ejected that side of the family up into the heavens so far away from me. As you will soon read in the Ontology, that left me my father's side who are all mentally sick and utterly unstable. Thanks to Fate there were only a bunch of them (3 to be specific) and they were locked up in their own mental and physical asylum, messing up each other's lives and only turned to us because they depended on my dad financially.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Next time, I'll see to dreaming about a Keanu Reeves look-alike. Who knows?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Are you serious?\" Another bus slowed down and although this wasn't the one I was supposed to take, I got on anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "(Are you listening to me? Are you?)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He didn't answer that question instantly. He couldn't... He desperately tried to find a way to ease it. Yet, he gave up eventually, \"A lot. We need to sell the workshop and all the machines in it. Also... we need to sell the summer house and the car, too.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "~... thought that my Granny would drastically climax the tragedy level of the early morning through hysterically screaming at the top of her lungs that she was paralyzed? That she was doomed... that she would commit suicide rather living like a plant... Having been exposed to her continuous claiming that the paralysis knocked her off her feet during the first of her hundred daily visits to the bathroom, I am left with a broken palm skin as I digged my nails in them to maintain my self-control and hinder myself from yelling, \"How did you manage to take your paralyzed self to the bathroom at first place, woman?!? Why are you doing this to us?! Why are you doing this to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Looking back at those days, I still cannot believe how perfectly I drew Gambit into my web of the Shelob (pun goes to the Lord of the Rings' vicious spider queen that dwelled on the outskirts of Mordor, Kingdom of Darkness). I never revealed any sign of apparent interest nor have I created an occasion that would enable him or others to think he was the target of my affection. Instead, very slowly, I started activating the feminine transmission the dose of which gradually increased each time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Oh... but wouldn't a man find that a little too permanent? Too risky?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Magna Carta Dramatis Personae and character background information - Copyright 2001 Softmax.co., Ltd. Journey to the world of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Well well... I couldn't get back to sleep and went on listening to the hurling wind outside, my eyes fixed at the shadowy patterns on the ceiling in the darkness of my Cocoon. When my father found his closet pillaged by my uncle (a sign of his Akineton searching the previous day) in the morning, I nodded dreamily at his breathed swearing while I was having my breakfast. The same reply to his kissing the top of my head compassionately and sarcastically going afterwards, \"Heh you're probably going 'Cut the drama' at the moment, right?\" while I was plucking my eyebrows (It's nice to have someone in your life who knows you well enough, thus, manages to pursue a conversation that you don't have to actively participate).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hmm... There are people singing... err... and there's a piano?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Oh hi dear. This is Mr. Mason, is dad there?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "(Have serious concerns whether this melodramatic life story will reach present before New Year or not. Maybe I shouldn't have journeyed that back towards my fetus memories.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Good to hear.\" He smirked at me and I began to wonder what kind of a guy would wear violet contacts and strut in a way that screeches he believes he is divinely stimulating while others realize at second glance that he stares fake. While I turned away from him, Miles was stuttering, \"...to see you again. Are you available today?\" in my ear.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Most Kroisian were slaves and even if some win their freedom, it is hard to get the better treatment. It was common for them to be homeless and wonder around. Ferenan witnessed such situation with his own eyes from the childhood, so swore revenge. Although he always keeps cool like the former boss of Vermillion, many members feel constraint in his presence due to his stubbornness and strictness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Dad can I ask for something?\" My palms were sizzling now that I realized I broke the skin with my nails but I ignored it altogether.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Marlboro Lights Menthol please. [coo haw -- coo haw -- coo haw] Thanks. Have a nice day.\" [coo haw -- coo haw]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "One of the mythical creatures illustrated on the Wheel of Fortune belonging to Major Arcana (see: Minor Arcana below). The Wheel of Fortune is the card of the consequences of Fate. The upswing of the Wheel takes us towards a knowledge or life through which we can grow and mature whereas the downswing points to helplessness against the twists of Fate. The Gryphon in the poem is the mystified chance given to the hero to make his decision and act accordingly. He may either \"catch\" the Gryphon and soar higher to rescue the damsel in distress in an upswing or kill him with his bow and remain ignorant towards their downswing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When the doors closed, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. So this was it! The story of my post-transitional life that I had been trying to alter. I took my mobile out and dialed my dad's while I was hastily exiting the building, \"Hey beautiful!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...which is persistance against the catastrophic knots of life that immobilize us. If you raise your head, you shall see that there are dark clouds hovering above Phantasmemoria Plaza. True, that I have been subjected to more misfortune than your avarage misfortunate (and you haven't even read about it all yet, believe me). Still, I have my claws thrusted in the core of life more than the merriest being alive.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "sum rise- For the Gryphon* holds a 9 of Swords* in his claws. Death* trots before the gates of Sodom As two orgasms are ordered for Pompei,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I mimicked her posture and we sat staring at the sea for a while before I broke the silence, \"How close are Ben and Predator?\" I asked to save myself some time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "+ Shit! Men change once they get married!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I denied myself from you ages ago. You are way too late.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I don't believe someone whose admirers list never runs out of personalities ranging from dedicated lovers to platonic devotees can ever know the real meaning of being alone\" said Sahara, a female acquaintance from where I work who looked so in need of company and talking that I took her out for a cup of coffee at my favorite cafe around the corner. She was stating this sentence as we were seating ourselves in the balcony, covered with glass windows so as to form a secluded arbor against the cold weather. The waitress immediately pulled over a portable radiator near us and took our order with a warm smile. I knew that soon the owner of the cafe, Mrs. Rose, would appear to welcome me since she and her husband are very close friends of my father.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I've never been more serious.\" Hanging up, I took out my wallet to pay for the ride. If life was so determined to fake it for me, it was high time I would fake it back!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When the results were up and around, we were packing up for the summer house. It was then I received a phone call from Goddess which briefly went:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "That Friday night, I made my entree at Gambit's after hearing everyone was gathering at his place before heading off to the only club within 100 miles. I did not inform anyone, not even Goddess or Predator, about the exact day of my arrival although I gave them a maybe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Her \"I will not\" was soft, fragile, weary and aghastly blase... as if \"loosing the plot\" made no difference even if she had just \"conquered\" the plot. He watched her pulling herself on the bed, drawing her shawl", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": ":: WHY NOT! ::", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "One usually realizes the importance of what one possesses when one looses it and how quite sad of me to begin with a statement such as this. I really do not know why I did not mention about this great figure in my life within Episode I: Early Years. Maybe, I was a little to enthusiastic about reaching Present back then and perhaps it was yet another urge to leave \"...things belonging to past where they belong...\" as mentioned in a famous Egyptian transcript found upon a Pyramid wall. I have given up this attempt a long while agone, indeed. Today, I present my yesterdays and todays the way they actually are - Entwined.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Believe me, there is simply no guarantee as to what you are and what you have today will be with you tomorrow. Thus, embrace yourself and", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "If only you were here and I could see the compassion sparkling in your eyes as you said \"Dearie?\" one last time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I just want you to understand the fact that...\" I said, standing next to the desk, loaded with books, a huge mug -a souveneir from an unforgettable night- that serves as a pen-holder, a schedule, old magazines and all the nonsense that makes sense to me that are placed as tidily as possible \"... I understand your reaction from a few days ago but have not made a move until now because I don't think there was anything to apologize for on my part, dad\" I said in a rather serious manner. \"Please keep in mind that it is not because I don't respect all the things that you have been doing for me. It is simply because I have no room left to cherish anything.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Maybe I was a bit overjudgemental towards his deficiency of recollection? Or prejudiced towards this fading man who had just managed to place a surprised smile on my lips? Whatever that was, I certainly could have savored that statement, turning it in my head over the morning to enhance the warmth it brought along if my head wasn't already preoccupied with the sound of my very own self as I spoke and breathed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Her voice came out crippled, torn... yet, perfectly in control. The myriad of emotions was not hidden in her soft, feminine voice but it sounded determined... As always.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hence, I passed both exams and scored within the first percantage (61st to be more spesific) among hundreds of thousands of candidates which meant I was credited to study Western Languages & Literatures at Bayside University. It was a tiresome winter for me again. However, had I ever gone through a lifespan that would grant me with the physical, mental and emotional freedom, I so needed?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Slowly the hands on her neck let her go, she coughed softly a few times to control her breathing. She sniffed back the traces of tears and took a deep breath as if she needed to make herself sure that she could take a deep breath again!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again, I'll be talking about none of those. My overjoy mingles with an equally striking sense of longing.... for my best friend.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I turn the dial on my radio trying to find an all night station I want to hear a song I know, a song about my situation. Oh on nights like these I feel like falling to my knees I feel like calling: \"Heaven please find my love!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Promise.\" He smiled contently as he waved slowly, turned around and disappeared into the night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "In Sirat, he is usually known as 'the Phantom of Avalanche'. In the battle with the strange monsters at the snow-covered mountains of Sirat, he solely killed numerous monsters. Seeing him charging toward the monsters with a sword would remind others of a great avalanche.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...elegantly crafted mahogany sofas following a 19th century romantic pattern...\"A little southish from hell's Catastrophe Hall, second door on the left. You can't miss. It's written \"Pinhead Only\" on it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "They knew that the name 'the Phantom of Avalanche' wasn't just for showing. Once he became the adopted son of the King Helios, Ladrinne who wanted to make her son accede to the King became to hate him. Though anyone knew this was the exact reason or there were other reasons, but finally Calintz had got to leave for Shudelmir.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"... Passion chokes the flower 'til she cries no more...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Realization is a sad thing on times like these... I murmured, \"Get off me, I wanna finish this dream.\" to which he responded, \"Too bad... And here I was thinking we'd arrange when we'd hit off to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "*The guy's relationship is over. He tries the girl again thinking since he never said goodbye and there are no hurt feelings in between. The RAD warns the girl immediately, she shoves his try in his face and walks away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "A worried line appeared between his brows, \"I thought they were gone for good but I am guessing you wouldn't give them a second thought when it's just your weather out there.\" He winked as he sipped his tea.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I am fine, dad. I am fine...\" she muttered. He questioned her. She didn't hear the question as she got up with weakened knees. She could feel it...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "What what? Can't I have a word with you in private?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Waggling my butt while I pulled my jeans up (a straight-out-of-some-jeans-ad move that always works while dressing up in front of boyfriends), I sighed and picked my bag up before heading out to the kitchen (the only location in the pit we live at that has the best light for make up). My mind was occupied with this ear problem I had been having as of late. I keep having these sudden attacks that makes me feel like my auditory perception is replaced by a vacuum while I keep hearing my voice in my head -- something resembling how one feels when they have water left in their earlobes after swimming. Worse, I also hear my breathing in my head which implements a Darth Vadery background to my daily life:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "from a number that made no sense to me. Biting my lower lip, I sat still, looking blankly at my mobile's screen, trying to figure out to whom this prominent message could belong. I changed my number almost 2 years ago which probably caused the new owner of the number imprecate my being for a while, so that my speeddating past was buried into the dusty pages of my personal history. So this person should have been someone who was not effected by my \"Next...?!?\" days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"There you go... Here I am, again. You could not deny yourself from me for long, could you, lovedy?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This is an ode for a woman who had so much love stored in her soul that it would have made the worlds of those who touched her a beautiful place if cherished. This is an ode for a woman whose protective wings could stretch as far as one needed - if one needed love, they wrapped up around them in a cozy embrace, if one needed shelter they hovered above so that those in need would have been protected against the harsh climate of the physical and mental realities. This is an ode for a woman who had never given hope that someday, somehow those whom she had been loving unconditionally, (two generations who owed so much to her) would love her back the slightest of the way she loved them. This is an ode for a lonely woman who never put her loneliness forth; who was never loved the way she more than deserved.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "These two days have been magnificent especially due to the heavy snowfall and accompanying wind. It also meant we would end up suffering from power cuts, indiscribibly messed up traffic jams and even probable water cuts. Yesterday morning, I was woken up by the wind beating against my window, telling me to hurry up and make use of this setting even if I was in the heart of the city. Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I looked outside my window only to be welcomed by the snowflakes pacelessly hurled by the strong breathing of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I mean here I am drowned in self-pity and stuck in a situation beyond me, desperately in need of a close friend who, just in case you need an explanation as to why you are here at this particular moment, is you and you are telling me to cool off! Ever thought of writing an advice column?\" Her voice echoed off slowly in the currently solitary beach whose hidden corners were soon to be occupied by girls whispering \"Don't...\" and guys inherently taking this opposition as an erection signal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When the night is black and the tide is high. Oh on nights like these I feel like falling to my knees I feel like calling: \"Heaven please find my love!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"You too young lady...\" he was already wobbling towards the waiting room at the entrance before he stopped and turned to me abruptly with a sparkle in his eyes, \"..you know I remember your mother vaguely from her visits to your Granny. She was a very beautiful woman. You must have taken after her.\" With that he entered the room and disappeared.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "-A little too well. When are you comin' over?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Well done. How does it feel to go back?\" Instead of forth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "[Warning: Touching material, ahead. If you are not in the mood for it, scroll down and read the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She looked at me rather surprised as she uttered, \"No! I mean who can know what tomorrow will bring?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Because regardless of what he believes, I valued and cared about him that much so as not to hurt him even more. It was and has been much easier for him (alongside Goddess and Predator who have been the only witnesses of this uncategorized thing between him and I from the beginning) to think I was an arrogant, self-centered bitch. Once again, I let it be as I turned around and went back into the shelter of the artifical heat by the radiators inside the building while I hoped no one noticed an old wound that bled no more was tingling inside me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I did not hear the ascending footsteps nor have I realized laughter coming from downstairs. I did not feel someone carefully sitting on the edge of the bed and watching me as I laid curled up upon the bed. It had taken me too long to finally cry myself to sleep the previous night and the sleep bestowed upon me was not so sound, either. Gentle fingers traced a wet lock off my forehead and it was that gentleness which called me back from my chaotic nightmares. I clinged to that touch in my mindscape and opened my swollen eyes to see him smiling at me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Weeks and weeks passed me by under fluorescent bulbs, among test tubes, between \"pg/ml\"s. I was experiencing something so compact that I could not stand seeing another nurse or hear another doctor diagnosing me. Eventually, my father realized the all-importance of the matter and turned towards me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Invisible hands grasped her elegant neck alongside pressing thumbs against the dimple on her chin that started to ache. There were tears coming soon... Tears that could not be halted. Tears that could not be withheld... It wasn't tears she was afraid of... It was the awareness that these tears, this time, would be the tears of no return.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I don't know where X is. X rarely drops by anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...where the corners and under furnitures of the rooms are adorned with 20 something years of dust, where spiders and cockroaches should have been sharing the rent up until the moment they settled in the apartment and over the years while establishing their natural habitat, where shower permission is granted by the Spider Queen living in the bathroom and the meal permission is granted by the Cockroach King reigning in the living room. (Kitchen is free play. You enter at your own risk.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "And I could only felt being loved when I was on stage, experiencing the euphoria of the applause or the encore. Even though those moments were too temporal, although it was nothing but fooling myself since nobody was \"loving\" anyone and it was just the context that suited the moment, I needed them desperately.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Minor Arcana is the mother of contemporary playing cards. Swords, Cups, Clubs and Pentacles of Tarot gave way to Spades, Hearts, Clubs and Diamonds, respectively. All the cards implemented in the poem up to this point are from the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He shouldn't have asked that. We both knew that it was the only question I could not answer properly. It was not my fault I was not born the way I should have been. It was not my fault that I couldn't love him the way I was, in the form I was trapped in, within a life that didn't even belong to me. It was not my fault that when I desperately wanted to run free of my skin and all the borders that imprisoned me, I could not face the world right next to him, holding his hand and looking at a tomorrow not closeted.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I was so bored beyond measure and about to hop down and leave when they called me in a way that made me think I was about to audition in front of Andrew Lloyd Weber for the part of Phantom (of the Opera). I was thinking if they really were aware of the fact that they seemed ridiculously artificial by mimicking a \"serious attire\" and hopelessly trying to create a fake atmosphere.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... Calendar turns to the Day of the Night! An early Tarot reading left before", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again, this is not an apology for any inconvenience I may have caused and whatsoever. After all I am free to experiment all forms of insanity alongside my sanity, thank you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This time I didn't stay but walked back on the bridge slowly and went on singing until my voice and his violin no longer entwined... and oddly heard my father's voice yell out of nowhere, \"How the hell is this tab broken again? Don't you people know how to turn on the water? Bleh!.. Wake up beautiful, time to break a feast!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "They left there dazzled... He quickly came to his senses, though. He would support her treatment... he would support the surgery that would fix her... the surgery that would harmonize the body with the biology her system had chosen to lean towards according to the tests...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "All I know that if I have a long-term relationship one day (including marriage), it will be with a straight acting bisexual hunk. I do know today that a guy who has never touched another guy with affection (the degree of this is unimportant. It can be merely sexual or highly emotional) in his lifetime can't ever comprehend the female psyche/needs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This is a year of domestic responsibility and attention to the needs of family and friends. It is a time of heart felt emotions and some sacrifice. It is a time for comforting and caring.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The educational system of Ponderland is somewhat eerie. If you don't have a University degree you are quite next to nothing (if you don't have many a personal bonuses, that is and High Schools are not adequate enough to educate their students so as to individually credit them for life after primary education without a higher degree) and for that reason the Ministry of Education prepares a nationwide exam for all those who wish to literally \"compete against each other\" so as not to... well... starve for the rest of their lives.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He shook his head a little, \"You sure have a unique way of seeing life...\" But I very well knew that it was not appreciative by any means. It was also so hard for me to sound all these things but the eerie silence between us have been growing lately. One thing, I admit sadly is that I am very used to it so it doesn't affect me. It only recalls memories of 22 long years when I shared nothing but quarrels or silence with him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The New Year Celebrations of 1994 was the most silent in my entire life. My father and I remained at home, watched TV, nibbled on fast food and just wanted the clock turn towards the new year as soon as possible. Our lives were waiting for us and time, when left alone, passes you by so quickly that when you realize what is going on, a considerable amount of it is left behind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Boreas . The sough in the air was so dominant that although I was looking at this scenery from within the warmth emitted from the radiator, it caused a shiver run up and down my spine while my father knocked on the door to tell me that the tea was ready if I wanted to have a breakfast with him. Wrapping the shawl that my best friend had given me as a birthday present last year around my shoulders, I hurried towards the chilly dining room. Here, on a really old sofa that had given up on its owners ages ago although the owners of it persisted to keep it, slept my father and although he always says he never minds the cold and loves to sleep in a cold environment rather than hot, I couldn't help but wonder how he didn't catch pneumonia. This was yet another thing the two of us had to endure all throughout these years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Well yes...\" I bit my lower lip slightly while the waitress was serving us up, \"...you know.. Commercials for TV or radio, program trailers and alike. I believe this will be...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The Emblem's effect on Calintz slowly makes his real personality and appearance change permanently into the evil persona created inside him, Tristan. This is the same Tristan in Vermilion who has been working against the party throughout the whole game. In the end, the party fights Tristan and Adora destroys The Emblem to save Calintz' real persona.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Willight's plan seems to come together, but Gilbert Ropponso Descralda who also is aware of Emblems and their power (since he, too, has been seeking power since Unbeter's death, he really is Jade and used one to become Gilbert) finds out. He finds Willight's Emblem and destroys it, which also destroys (the unreal) Juclecia forever.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "You must work to create an atmosphere of harmony and balance. It is often a time when marital issues surface and need attention. However, you possess the understanding to deal with such issues effectively if you apply yourself with love and flexibility.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "~... thought that I would realize that everyone was nothing without those little \"push\"es from life, one day? Although one is responsible for setting all the necessary efforts (as if they are finding the missing pieces of a puzzle and placing them correctly) that will lead them towards a goal, a goal almost always seems to be achieved thanks to a little push kicked by luck/fate/God/the powers that be or whatever one wishes to name.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Rinoa's Imperial Princess . ~ The finale theme from", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Where have you been should be the one.\" We chuckled as I invited her to sit down with me but she had to go, \"I am just going to meet my fiance.\" she said and my face obviously got the you-gotta-be-kiddin' expression so she smiled and added \"Right, I'll be getting married this summer but anyway. I tried to call you dozens of times but your number was unreachable.\" Obviously, I had changed my mobile number ages ago once my speeddating days were over so we swapped numbers and hugged again, making sure we would meet as soon as possible.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "However, I needed to finish High School for that first. Going back to school after the Holiday, I completely focused on my studies and got back on track thus graduating with a degree. However, my goals for University were real high (I wanted to study Literature at... what can be defined as the Harvard of Ponderland). Casualty, when it comes to my personal goals, has never been what I went for so I entered the exam, knowing I barely had the chance to end up in the Uni I wanted. At least that year...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"...another important point is that you should be rest assured that what we present here has nothing to do with religion or a set of beliefs that are an alternative to it. TM (the abbreviation for Transcendental Meditation) is just an element added to your ways of living just like adding going to the gym or taking a hobby course to your daily schedules. It is a meditation technique easy to exercise and don't you fear whether or not it will work for you or you can do it. Everyone be it 7 or 77 can learn this method very easily and implement into their lives...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The River of Dreams \" hitting the air... over 400 people clapping rhythmically as we sang and not caring whether we hit the right key or not. I waited ecstatically for my turn which was right in the middle of the performance... Before me Blondie stepped forth, took the microphone and nailed \"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Well, this is like a curse skipping mercilessly from one generation to another. From my father's aunt to my father and finally to me. Now the thing is....\" Finishing my second capuccino, I lit a cigarette, \"... I will most probably get out of this and as long as I don't have kids, it'll be alright. If I do, poverty will hit back around 50, my lovely, mid-life-crisis-stricken husband will ditch me for a 20 something blonde, no pun intended, and my kids will have to drop their dreams to work their asses off for us to make ends meet.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Sounds very realistic from this altitude.\", I grinned.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I wish sexual orientation were a personal preference. I would gladly turn bisexual, mind you. However, I am as straight as I can be and thus, have to endure all the imbecility straight guys emit as far as relationship patterns go. I want to scream on the top of my lungs that it is not that I accuse straight guys for feeling guideless when it comes to how to approach an estrogenic metabolism the right way BUT their extreme stubbornness to remain as idiotic as they are and refuse to do something about it!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "In this case, it was nothing but my voice. My range that could travel down to the seductive, luscious depths of the alto (note that alto is not only the lowest range of females but also refers to the voices of pre-adolescent boys) to the striking, purely effective heights of the soprano.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm fine, dad.\", she replied. The voice was weary alright but this time determination was the upper tone.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Once outside, being the gentleman he is, my father disregarded his load (he was trying to carry 3 huge plastic bags the ingredients of which I really didn't want to know after that bathrobe experience a while ago) and chivalrously held the umbrella for the two of us.... well the problem is... everytime he does this we end up unable to walk properly because I'm taller than him (He's 5'7'' and I'm 5'9'' + heels). So the outcome of his chivalry is either me trying to be as acrobatically defensive as possible against the iron dangerously poking out of the ends of the umbrella randomly while it threatens my visual perception or me bumping my head against the stretched nylon thus causing my dad to loose the umbrella's control. Umbrella control is a difficult skill, indeed, which requires loads of practice for proficiency (likewise, anyone who tries using an umbrella against a hurling wind is prone to have a pissed story).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Why can't you just leave me alone so I will simply cool down? The last thing I need is some patronizing!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"If you really believe that this story will cease without a happy ending then dream on!\" I retorted, \"Each time I will cry I will smile afterwards, each time you make me fall, I will get up, each time you cause a deeper wound, I will first aid myself more skillfully, each time you weaken me, I will come out stronger. Even if worse than worse comes alive, even if I find myself on streets, homeless, helpless, I will survive somehow!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I bet. What else?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I ran away from school this time.... and found myself on the bus whose last stop was my parents' ready-to-wear workshop. Arriving there, I blindly took the steps down and entered the building, obviously surprising all the workers within for I rarely dropped by that place. My father was out so I closed the door of the office behind me, separating myself from the outer world and the understanding (mixed with pitying) glances of the workers and threw myself on the comfortable chair where my mother used to sit. Sinking into the chair, I inhaled the mixed scent of mahogany and cloth in the office.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I sighed, wiped away my wet cheeks that were soon to be wet again, \"I need to talk, Angel.... with someone.... someone who is literally by my side.... someone who will be there for me... I have so many people caring about me... but....\" For a few minutes I let the tears flow, \"...it's not the same. It doesn't feel the same, too. Thinking I have many people caring about me doesn't help.... because... because they are not within my reach anymore.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Predator made up the last corner of the friends-for-life square during our personalized version of Dawson's Creek. Gambit, Goddess, Predator and I formed a subset alongside many others that constituted the actual set named \"the gang!\". We were about 30 people who grew up together, initially bound by a suburb of Ponderland that was inhabited by summer houses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Your progesterone levels as well as your estradiol levels are way too high for a male\" the famous endocronologist said to a vulnerable youngster sitting with her father across him... 5 years ago...\"Since you are not using hormones by any means that leads us to the conclusion that the XX side of your genes have naturally overcome the XY side of your biology.\" He eyed the youngster who seemed as if the Professor was talking about a miracle. \"This explains your basic breast formation, your unaltered voice, your delicate frame and your overall androgyny. However, I will be honest with you two\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This is publicizing the pain for all there are to see and in doing so, ridiculing Fate itself. Because Fate still tries yet still cannot defeat! This is taking challenging Fate one step further on my part as I go, \"Let's see how well you can torment when you are", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Being endowed with long, naturally straight locks is a gift but having hair that have mood swings totally unmatching mine is not. Some days (the key word is \"some\" here), they decide that they're in the mood and it's time to rock! I have to emphasize that when they rock, I am rarely on the same wavelength. At others, like this one, I want to look neat for one day after an inane, unkept week but thanks to their", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I left her sitting there puzzled and went home wherein the air was as heavy as possible. Something was happening but I was too weak to get a hold on the matter. Finally, I got an appointment from a urologist and was diagnosed with acute urinary infection. I was immediately on heavy antibiotics to stop the inflammation. By this time, I was already zombie-like, walking around with deep hollows under my eyes and weighing only 104 lbs in 5' 9'' of height thus accelerating gossips among friends in my department.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I passed the paper to him with a cute smile and sat back on the window pane I had been sitting all this time. His irritating smile spread on his face as he cast the paper aside before receiving others and placing mine on top of the pile. Then he arranged groups around the piano in a cresecent starting off with altos next to him behind the piano, then mezzo sopranos next to altos, bass next to mezzos, baritones next to bass, tenors (I was placed among them) next to baritones and finally sopranos who ended up on the other end of the piano....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Why would they? I wouldn't, either if I had someone who was dedicated to rescue me from every single twisted form of late adolescent trauma.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He passed the bag over to his other hand and replied, \"You need cigarette for the night?\" I paused slightly, was left behind a little before running after him and musing \"I think I'm like father like daughter\" as opposed to his regular hit back about me being \"like mother like daughter\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I was halfway into translating a 6-lines-long sentence when my mobile began a monophonic Badinerie. The last syllables of a thought-filled \"24/7 hot water available in our suits made up of....\" mumble merged into a \"Hello?\" before Angel's merry voice warbled in my ear, \"Hey there! Quickly...your coordinates and your mood.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "For an instant nobody dared to speak... his statement hang in the air untouched... unreplied...not dared to be responded, in fact. Finally his daughter-to-be said, \"But dad... how is that possible?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...where the meals of the week are set. Monday: Omlette & Pasta, Tuesday: Leek and Rice, Wednesday: Eggplants & Pasta, Thursday: Cabbage & Rice, Friday: Cauliflower & Pasta, Saturday: Just Pasta, Sunday: Beans & Rice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"That soup, darling. You won't finish it, will you? It's cold already anyway. Would you like me to get you a new one?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "With that he, silently left the room with fallen shoulders. With that, she closed her exhausted eyes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There, at the age of 17, I realized that I could never ever escape from the grasp of my true self. I could not deceive myself, nor could I deceive Gambit for that matter. I was not a male and I knew that he didn't love me as one, either. We were just going to be fooling ourselves, remain in disguise to the outer world and perhaps be happy for a while until realization stroke. I could not build a healthy relationship upon such foundations.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My prolactin (the hormone that stimulates milk production during pregnancy) levels were dangerously high for a male and I had to go through another set of tests. They must be reduced for high levels of prolactin was one of the main reasons that triggered kidney cancer and since I had cancer in my family history, immediate precaution was necessary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"We kept drawing initials, names, come what may on our wedding fingers as a tribute to that idea for a while. Then Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee ruined it all.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "With taut hands, with eyes staring blankly at the midst of the table, she slowly, gently, gulped down the rice. The fork leaning on the side of her plate glittered softly; Trying to catch her intention, in a way, urging her to hold it... to pursue her meal. Yet, she was away... So far far away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It was none. Just as my family was about to be involved in the craze and start to speculate, a call from the doctor altered the pace.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Sorry but if what you told me about this tangle of yours is on-key then you probably know him better than I do. Then again, I know him to the point that he has his own morals and his heart would lie in dignity. He would never arrive on a trotting horse, withdraw his sword and, armor shining, rescue you from a blinking boyfriend who has no idea what's going on, grab you by the collar, kiss you passionately as the two of you sail off towards the sunset. You have to be careful, sensitive and above all, sensible in this case which means break up with Ben immediately. Cut this meaningless threesome and let the situation fallow.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "~... thought that after 2.5 years, I would run into the daughter of the owner of the aforementioned beauty center I worked at and would spend the entire day with her as if we had never fell apart? 6 years younger than me, she always clinged on me like a younger sister would to her elder back then and when she told me the events that unfolded during my absence, I felt something tearing my chest open and grasping my heart as if to give it an open-heart massage. Mutually possessing the miseries of the \"only child\"ren who are forced to carry burdens too heavy for their shoulders, we quenched our thirst for being understood with each other until the farewells were exchanged, both of us aware that that until next time", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"But what are we gonna do now? Where are we gonna go?\", his daughter-to-be asked, clad in her grandmother's embrace.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "But my musical Muse had, per usual, other plans for me. While I was passing one of the many boards hanging each side of the corridor leading outside, a huge ad caught my eye by chance (or by fate):", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "However, Avarel was not convinced, \"Well...\" he said as he took his bench behind the piano \"..it's easy to sing alongside the tape. Let's see how well you'll do by yourself!\"... I was feeding on his continuous challenge, indeed but I wonder if he was aware of this fact. The more he challenged me the fuller I got and the more he was bound to loose this nonsense. So he played and I accompanied gladly...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Goddess!\" An eyebrow raised to intensify the exclamation. Anyone who knew me personally was cognizant of the fact that when an eyebrow was raised, seriousness (or danger) wafted in the air.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Tristan gets separated from his parents when the Kingdom of Krois is destroyed by the Emperor Clive (Juclecia's father). His mother (Ladrinne Morei Rune Sirat) escapes back to Sirat thinking her husband and child died, and it's unknown what happens to his father. Young Tristan somehow ends up in the garden at Ecritian Palace and meets Estell, who reveals her true, loveable tomboy personality when with him. For a short and peaceful time, Juclecia and Tristan plays with Estell in the old garden. This gets Tristan out of the long depression of loosing his family and home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "HS II: *cackle* No-no we better get the helloutta here, dude. We have... *re-checks the aparatus* ... like 104 addys to ruin, still.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The thing that triggered all this was something Angel told me and, in doing so, caught me off-guard. A question that came from Sal while they were driving towards Cafe in the first place and Angel had been telling them about me...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The card of loving encounter. Friendship, partnership, reconciliation of opposites.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"You see? It is not that hard to ask for something.\" I could hear the contentment in his voice as he kissed the top of my hair and said, \"Ask away.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "You're sick. [chuckles]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Heh. Listen, Sal is here...\" yadayada... Who was Sal? What was I to do with her being here? And why was it that these people were describing their hotel rooms as a \"perfect escapade towards history\" when they had a water bed disguised as a Louis XIV mattress and had a jacuzzi in a Victorian bathtub? \"...so can you come?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He cursed somewhat and I could vividly picture him running a hand over his stubble. The way he always did whenever he tried to make something clear in his mind and go for a new approach to convey his thoughts accurately, \"Perhaps it's because that book has never been closed as opposed to what you always claim it did?... that it's still half empty and the last scribbles of writing available within doesn't fit in for a plausable ending?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thus, I found myself literally imprisoned and, day after day, loosing my hopes to return where I come from. Every second was bringing me closer to a life where I was to live somebody else's life instead of the one I chose among thousands in the Neverland. Darn they had some offerings for me! Said I had nice karma points thus I could choose a life falling into the Movie Star/High Society Trash category.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I don't know why I decided on Gambit. He was just a casual guy (not the Prince Charming at all) and above all, he was very straight. I knew him since I was 13 and all through those summers and recently winters, we literally grew up together. I had never felt anything special about him.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "hmphing away, I end up being partially done and the glances from my fellow sex scream, \"Cute... If you don't count the hair\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Err.. ok!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I was to write about that controversial summer of 1995 but the ads so touched my being that my creative juices froze. So I go for the easy material and simply quote. If I am to love a poem, this is the kind, I would. Enjoy if you dare and realize that I am not always into the ageless deeds of Shakey* at all. An honorary mention goes to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She nodded back slowly with a worried expression dominating her petite facial figures, \"She obviously told him that all I wanted was to con him and end him up as my husband as soon as possible. It is so not true! And that messed him up.. Then again, it was him who told me earlier that I shouldn't care about his mom's behavior no matter what she does because according to him that's the way she is. She also tried to separate him from his ex-girlfriend. Then why is he letting her affect him, then?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "We have prepared a numerology report based on your bla bla bla.... Here is your personalized basic Numerology for 2004. An in-depth version is available for...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I took my mobile out and dialed my dad's only to be informed that \"the person I had called could not be yada yada.\" (You missed him love. You're gonna either drag yourself back home and soak your cute little butt under the rainpour or try to look even cuter each minute to the owner of the store so he won't kick you out for mistaking his store for a bus stop). I sighed as I hang up and peered at the rain melting the last traces of the snow away from the streets not knowing what to curse first. My lack of weather prediction and leaving my umbrella back home or the rain that had been sweeping a sight that I had great affection towards?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "What A Feeling \". As she faded out, she turned back to face the choir and I raised a thumb at her. We passed each other by and highfived while I grabbed the mic and faced the crowd.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I turned 6, my intellect seemed to surpass my age. My Grandmother who was the second most important figure in my life, found out one day that I was sitting by myself turning the pages of the newspaper. She smiled and thought I was looking at the photos of the articles which soon turned out to be a great mistake on her part. Half an hour later, she returned and found me in the same position thus, curiously asked what I was doing. Obviously, I was reading the thing, what else?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "These ramblings only came to an end when I realized the eerie silence around me. Blinking, I found out that I was still spooning the already empty bowl. Goddess was smirking, Gambit was grinning as he asked, \"Want another one?\", people were shaking heads with disbelief, I was blushing... hence we all lived happily ever after.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Today is different, though. The wind slowed its pace and the snowflakes dance in the air in a ballet that only nature can compose. The trees look as if they are dressed their naked trunks and brenches up in a fitting pure white attire and reach out towards the skies as extras in this great act. The naughty concrete jungle of the city has surrendered and let itself be clothed in matching suits so that man-made is covered to give way to the elegance of", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Mother..\" she mused, \"Grandmother... Lovers who claimed you'd be there for me forever! Where are you?... Where are you", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The card of the realization of a prize or goal; success; triumph; achievement. The World shows the unity or paradise that has been regained, the experience of greatest harmony, and the joyful conclusion of a development. Putting the beauty of this card into words means risking the danger of describing a mawkishly happy ending.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Still I could never love you the way I wanted to... I was so lost trying to find my way that I couldn't... But is that an excuse, really? Could that be an excuse?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Eat it!\" she said but the tone indicated that she was with me and backed off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I understand.\", he said sternly. She doubted it. He didn't, though. \"It is cold in here, beautiful.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Promise me to take good care of yourself whatever happens.\" I nodded and took a deep breath, \"You, too\". He raised his eyebrows, \"Promise?\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My music teacher made me a part of the chorus but not satisfied with it all, I auditioned for the school band and ended up as the lead singer. What astonished people about me was the fact that I was a true soprano although I was 15. Surely by that time, all the boys were undergoing the range drop testosterone was causing them whereas I was still as perfectly singing \"Listen To Your Heart\" as Marie Fredriksson. Alongside my studies the band and chorus rehearsals were taking up most of the time and I was approaching the conclusion of \"I belonged to the stage\" with the speed of sound.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I dropped the book and approached him as I went on singing. The winter sun was shining above us, people slowed down to make use of this accompaniment a little longer before they went on, two lovers linked their fingers and sat on a bench nearby", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Join the ride or stay behind And replay \"the neverending story\" with me. Bury your un-less in the dew of some flesh Flesh is aplenty; it is the all-else drought,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... and being the best friends Goddess and I were, we told everyone that we were taking him home and would be back shortly. We literally carried him along all the way and once we were in his house, I took him to the bathroom, helped him wash his face and took him back to the bedroom. He sat on the bed chuckling all the way which was getting irritating by each second but I tried not to mind it as I undressed him down to his boxers and carefully helped him lay on his bed. Exhausted, I asked, \"Better now?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "that my lips shocked me as they utter a \"Sure. Tomorrow will be fine.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It is interesting how remembrance may play possum when it comes to one's earliest memories. You rarely remember a stream of events but instead recall captions of your early childhood. Mostly one has photographs of a moment stored in their psyche. When it comes to emotions though, it is much easier. You can instantly categorize and say that you have a \"happy/sad/neutral/normal/painful/merry/whatever\" childhood.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I am not... I.... am I?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"No further than he allows me to see. We only had a quarrel once in all these 8 years we have known each other. We've shared a lot of moments, a lot of video games, a lot of movies, a lot of jokes but if you ask me who Pre really is behind the outlook, I'm all blank.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Uni was another story. A rather alleviating one. It was the only place where I could disappear in a crowd of self-absorbed youngsters who believed they were better than the rest on an individual level. Multicolored heads' heaven with various piercings glittering in the fall sun. The aforementioned rehearsals of the \"professional vocal group\" were up and about and I also found myself among the Music Club's board of management as I volunteered during some derisory moment to be the Room Director of a pre-historic ruin that was not in use for years but since the Club was going to offer its members instrumental lessons that semester, was a project at hand since they needed extra space.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again, there was I, surrounded by these peoples who, regardless of their differences, shared a common link; a love of music. So, we carried music and our beat wherever we went...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The clasp on her neck tightened. She found herself parting her thin, fragile lips so as to continue breathing easily. She did not surrender... Her hands were shaking slightly yet she took the fork back in her thin fingers, found her way towards her lips and managed another mouthful of rice rotate in her mouth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Yes ugly, indeed. There is just no other word to describe how I looked those days (Keep in mind that I was an adolescent who was still going through the growing pains and hormonal ups and downs of puberty. Naturally, teenagers my age were so outlook oriented and I had the same emotions and concerns about acceptability, first love, sex, acne and whatsoever as any of them but could never go through them properly). I remember one specific event when I bought flowers for my mother (this was after we moved out to this new flat of mom's dreams and during her radiotherapy days) on my way back home from school. As I was walking past a group of teenagers my age one of them whispered to his buddy, soft enough not to draw attention, high enough for me to hear, \"Eww he's uuugglllliiieeee\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Years afterwards, all water under the bridge, during a truth-or-dare session at Charon's, I was asked whether I ever had a love so platonic or not. The aforementioned siren of Magna had actually turned out to be an adorable red-head named Sonic and a very close friend of ours. She was also present at the time and my imprudence I failed to assume as straightforwardness made me spill this story... All I can say is, I prefer some of my friends sober.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Come here.\" I hugged him tight and added an unspoken wish 'May happiness and success follow you wherever you go throughout your life my dearest friend. You more than deserve it'.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Much better than being subjected to a possible delirium by my uncle. More than once I found myself coming back to this room to escape his manic attack while I was watching TV.\" She took another breath from her cigarette before she concluded through her exhale, \"I don't need tens of similar situations to learn a bitter lesson.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"It's just...that I have... nobody left in my life that I....can talk to.... you know... I don't talk to my dad no more... thanks....\" Taking the tissue, I blew my nose, \"...because he rises his defenses whenever I try to talk... I mean.... I can't cry with him anymore.... because....\" Another nose blow \"...it hurts him to see me crying... he interprets my crying as a failure on his part... failure because he cannot do anything about it for the last 5 years... but that's not the point you see.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "And she believed with all her heart that her hero would teach her to fly again. (Just like her uncle had believed her mother.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thus, I thought the heavy rain was slowing to a dribble. Apart from the huge trace on his chest, my dad seemed just as he was before and he even convinced me to go back to school (My teachers were so tolerant as to the turmoils of my life that even today, I remember their understanding with gratitude. They did everything to support me. Even sent exams with friends to our apartment so that I didn't fail my last semester. I was already going to graduate in the top 5 before everything started).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I will not throw in before I experience the real me inside out! I will not give in before I look through the eyes of someone content, someone in love, someone mature and above all, someone healthy! I will not let go before I sip that cup of tea sitting across my dad... that sip him and I have been imagining all through the way.. that sip in that tea garden we visit during the summer nights so as to escape the asylum we live in even for a few hours... that sip followed by a sigh and a statement which will go, \"Why it was a long fight, wasn't it? But we survived it all!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "A middle-aged woman stepped forth and tried a compassionate smile, \"No no you're not disturbing at all, dear.\" She reached over and held my hands, \"How are you?\" I released my hands from her grip and frowned, \"Fine.\" I said sternly while it was the quite old man's turn to step in the scene, \"We're so sorry to hear about your mom. Our condolences...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The stranger might take me as a slut and tries to harass my sexuality at most. However the so-called \"family\" harassess everything about me including my personality, my beliefs, my past, my present, my every single failure, intimate things only those who are closest to you can know about, my most innocent feelings that I foolishly disclosed to them at times... and taking my jokes as sheer facts, they end up deciding I'm just a useless piece of mud who has no honor, no pride and no life (which, according to them, is something I deserve).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He snickered, \"You know, Aura. You may only be receiving complements from guys over 50 but I don't have very high standards and can cope with it.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The constant gossip need that aroused within Goddess and I was suppressed by the hoopla around us. Girls were coming and going accompanied by the occasional screams due to something overcooked, undercooked or totally gone wrong. As afternoon (finally) arrived, I was quite exhausted. Although boys dropped by now and then there was no sign of Gambit... and this simply added suspense to my weariness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "How ironically foolish of me! What a sick way to feed on his understanding and good will!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "What I was doing wrong, I knew not. What the problem was with me, I comprehended not. I was just a little child who needed some affection yet all I had was silence, loneliness and the sense of being \"different\" in a degrading way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I was still fighting with a rebellious lock that kept on popping out while footsteps were heard on the stairs. It was the old Mr. Flex known as such because he is a retired calisthenics coach. The once bulging muscles are now replaced by the shrinking flesh of the old age and he falls into the category of \"stick figure elders\" that kept shriveling down until they walk around dangerously two-dimensional as opposed to the \"Humpty Dumpty elders\" that grow an age belly from their mid torsos and relatively stoop so that their hip lines merge with their backs. Per usual, he came to a halt on the last step and started staring at me so I had to greet him with a \"Hello Mr. Flex\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I fell silent and turned away slightly to hide the tears rising in my eyes. I just did not want to end this conversation with a tide of mutual emotions/compassion caused by my tears. After a moment of complete stillness, I somewhat heard him take a deep breath and approach the door, \"After all this time, beautiful...\" he stated sternly, \"...there is one thing I have not given up trying, either. Hoping... and believing that it will all be allright for both of us one day since we have suffered enough.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... I was still repeating myself that it would be ridiculous to miss the bus at 3 pm just to audition for some non-professional formation that will be made up of guys who wish to broaden their mating horizons with new girls and girls who wish to scream out their daily stress while they wish to broaden their mating horizons with new boys as I was climbing down the stairs leading to the piano room.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Merry Poppins, indeed! Prologue disappeared into the Past! But \"What is past is Prologue\" so... I mean...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Nyx , parent goddess, source of sweet repose from whom at first both Gods and men arose. Hear, blessed Kypris [Aphrodite], decked with starry light, in sleep's deep silence dwelling ebon night! Dreams (Oneiroi) and soft ease attend thy dusky train, pleased with the lengthened gloom and feastful strain, dissolving anxious care, the friend of mirth, with darkling coursers riding round the earth. Goddess of phantoms and of shadowy play, whose drowsy power divides the natural day; by fate's decree you constant send the light to deepest hell, remote from mortal sight; for dire necessity (Ananke), which nought withstands, invests the world with adamantine bands. Be present, Goddess, to thy suppliant's prayer, desired by all, whom all alike revere, blessed, benevolent, with friendly aid dispel the fears of twilight's dreadful shade.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again, I like going through the profiles, rating people who I believe deserve it and occasionally see the pictures of those very few that fall into the you-make-this-world-a-beautiful-place category for me. I mean don't you ever go there if you are not gay or bisexual. Especially if you are a straight female like myself, don't you ever try if you are not in a masochistic mood that will force you to torture yourself by looking at various embodiments of male beauty who are all gay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When the morning arrived and my Grandmother and I were finishing packing up while waiting for my dad to arrive so that we could get going to the summer house, I was more than glad that my stay in Ponderland was prolonged. Now I was ready to face the question marks I was going to share with Goddess as I looked forward to my Freshman year.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "If I were to compose my current reality all over, I would picture myself in a studio-like, single-roomed apartment, overlooking the winking lights of the city and furnitured rather cozily; minimalistic yet modern. I always liked the blue and cream/white combination for some reason so the dominating colors would be likewise. I'd probably have red in the form of lava lamp and there would be nothing more than a few spotlights for the illumination. I'd definitely have a hairy rug (very 70s style that will take me back to the age of Flower Children) somewhere amidst the room with matching pillows scattered upon it... perfect to curl up with a book as the sweet smell from the incense filled the air. There would be various candles for sure... many of them... And I would arrive from work into this soothing scene, head off into the kitchen, cook me a made-up meal (I don't know how I gained the ability to instantly make up recipes with the ingredients currently available... what is even more surprising is the fact that they turn up something consumable... delicious, even), get myself a glass of wine and let someone like Nora Jones accompany me....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Gambit this thing shouldn't happen because I'm a woman that is doomed to live as a male and I want to love and be loved as a woman, touch as woman, hold as a woman, dream and hope as a woman... so you see? I'm messed up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm fine, dad\" she replied. \"I'm fine...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"The roof\" is the terrace of the apartment I live in. During summer, it is my favorite spot due to its extremely beautiful sea view and of course its breezy atmosphere which is a getaway from the sticky, humid heat in abundance within the houses. Angel shares my fondness for this roof so in about an hour, we were sprawled on the floor, accompanied by a gentle wind, two packets of ciggies, chips and one of my favorite drinks, Nestea Peach for which she received a \"You rock!\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I want to be your slum-lord. Hell", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Later on the beach, I tried my best to keep my gaiety (pun intended) and finally as we were wrapping up to head back home in the afternoon found the chance to tell him that I needed to talk to him. He said, \"Come directly to my house after dinner. We can talk all you want until we join the gang.... or perhaps you'd like to stay indoors all night?\" I just said the post-conversational plans didn't matter since it was the conversation itself that was crucial. He nodded and whistled while he joined a few buddies on the way back.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Oh my! My hypothetical.... My deeply hysterical highly mysterical title!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This Calintz has memories of a happy childhood with a woman called Estell, and he believes a man named Tristan killed his father and Estell. He also does not know who his real mother is. Ladrinne, who would normally succeed the throne also does not like the idea of someone else succeeding (she also doesn't know who Calintz really is).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Soon, they found out that I was mainly funny, had an awkward voice and nothing more. When their hopes shattered, they just got along with me well, and consulted me regularly about the FLT (Foreign Language Test). I had great friends there none of whom are in my life currently. Still, those days were... full of competition lurking in every shadow... stimulating, if not anything else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I sighed and kept swinging my legs nervously down the edge of the wall I was perched upon. So they noted my name and told me that I was going to be \"called in\" for audition. Every minute this thing was getting more irritating for me and some girl who was standing nearby, making nasal noises as if she desperately needed to sneeze in between her vocal display by singing out passages from Bette Midler's \"Wind Beneath My wings\" was not helping, either. She had a fantastic voice for certain and I would probably have given credit for that if she could keep quite for a second or didn't talk seemingly humble about (ie bragged) how she ended up as Best Female Vocal at the same contest I had ended up second years prior to her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Right.\" she agreed but I could sense from her narrowed eyes and the rather dense tone topping her voice that I had started loosing her, \"What about diction courses? Do you have a certificate from one of them?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Being this obsessive towards me, she even stood between the father and the baby and became the one and only personality in my life. Subconsciously I was hers....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Voiceovers?\" he blinked rapidly, \"You are planning to do voiceovers?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Nice words. Now how about filling me in with the appropriate way of wasting a relationship of 3 years?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It all lasted for slightly longer than a second, of course. Then came the recollection that I was a freak of nature anyway, a girl who had to act a sexless boy out and could never ever come near the hypothetical, possibly blonde, siren he was currently bedding. No need to describe a spectral moment further. Suffice to say, I secretly fancied, then seriously fancied and finally fell head over heels for him which lasted for about.. say...a semester and a half.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Just get it out. You've been holding back those tears for long.\" She sat next to me in silence; a feminine sign meaning \"Ok. I'm here and listening mode is on.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Alright, alright\" she raised both hands and ceasefired, \"First off, I want you to know that I, now, can understand where you are coming from when Gambit issue is considered.\" I narrowed my eyes and an \"Oh?\" escaped my lips while she continued, \"It's really impossible to form a healthy relationship when the relationship is surrounded by a myriad of mutual friends and is constantly microscoped.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Although, I do my best to reply every one of you, personally, there are times I fail to do so. Nevertheless, you all have my gratitude, you all have my best wishes and positive thoughts for being here with me. You are making this what it is and, alas, I", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I said we could try applying for a temporary ID not fake, for God's sake! There's a grand difference!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It is an amazing experience that I recommend to each and everyone. If you seek further information, visit", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Frankie B .ish cut of my jeans (the upper sections of my ass cheeks - I fell prey to the salesperson pampering: \"Gee this is just the right cut for you!\".. Uh-huh. Just as long as I'm standing!) perfectly suited its purpose (cover the ass cheeks) but it was so loosely knitted that the upper sections of some other body parts (was it over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder, Bette -Midler-?) were seen through.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Goddess didn't break up with Ben neither that summer nor the following year. Thus, I, while still fighting gender dysphoria all by myself and hidden from the light of the world, not only had to put up with her episodic tantrums thanks to Pre's romantic affairs but also the occasional, allusive eye contact with Gambit during those rare moments when his girlfriend was away to shower between shags.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm not saying cut the ties with Ben and jump in the sack with Pre that night.\" Her eyes twinkled so I added, \"However tempting that might seem. Then again, although your hormones can invade your reason, I'm sure Pre's won't be effected by them. He is a sealed box that needs too much time to lockpick, go in and re-lock the latch from behind.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Heavens! He didn't want it to be this way!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Of rough takes. I want to be your Ouija board", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Once a favored daughter of the former Emperor Clive, the nobles soon found out that she would be the next Empress and started to flatter. But one day her mother was murdered by unknown assassin and buried where nobody ever knew. Suddenly the Emperor Claive confined her to southern region of Elder saying that she should receive medical treatment.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Stroking my hair, he answered softly, \"Not a chance, beautiful! Not before this little, shivering duckling I have turns into a beautiful swan and flies by my side to search the horizons.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As if that spot was aiding her greatly in her silent war. As if that was a tiny particle of reality she was clinging to with all her might.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I would probably rent myself a handful of various movies ranging from creepy to romantic and buy perfumed candles to compliment my essential lavender incense. A bottle of Bailey's would be stored in the fridge as I cook my reknown", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Tummy in, breasts up, hips out and the catwalk began. Climbing down the stairs elegantly, I spotted three (three?) heads shining under the spring sun and contrasting all shades of brunettes scattered in the garden. \"Hey hey...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hence, I blame my constant postponing of the next episode not on my lack of spartanism but the hottest planet (Think twice before you assume I'm being the smartass of Astronomy, here. Have you ever been loved by a Gemini? No? It figures) in our solar system, instead.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I felt cold sweat sneaking out from my pores as Gambit and Goddess conversed and chuckled. I on the other hand could still not comprehend the fact that it was him holding my hand, that he was determined enough to make use of this darkness surrounding us as a background for his initial step into my life in a brand new way. I could hear voices of friends approaching, talking to us, sometimes sitting nearby, at others minding their own business but all this time he did not let go of my hand once. What was I doing? My heart was beating in my ears while I responded a few remarks but was grateful for the restricted vision since I probably had a Joker smile on my face.... oh and I was semi-drunk but soon it turned out that Gambit was totally stoned...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I sighed and sipped my capucino before I answered, \"No one can but that's not my point, either. It's not a sin to want a serious, long-term relationship with someone. The thing is if you are hoping for something like that, this guy seems to be the wrong person.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There were rumors that Avarel was planning to form a professional band out of some of the \"selected\" members of the Rock Chorus but how come nobody knew. He was a hideous guy, secretive by nature and never disclosed his thoughts openly. I was certain that the anticipation caused by this rumor was something he was enjoying greatly behind that smirk of his. That smirk also accompanied coming and going of girlfriends with the frequency of changing underwear (and he was a squeaky clean guy even with a stubble, mind you) and no matter how appealing this bad boy imagery for the girls falling all over him, I knew that it was mainly a mask that failed to hide his problems concerning connecting himself to people.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"You look tired, beautiful\" My father said as he passed me the cholestrol-free margarine, \"Had a rough night?\" I responded with a nod before I spread some butter on a slice of bread before I slowly chewed on my morsel, \"I had a few nightmares, dad. You know they come and go.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Mumble mumble.. mumble mumble.. mumble mumble screwed.. mumble mumble totally banged.. mumble completely bonked! I raised my head to the overwhelmingly irritated (which was getting irritating) figure of Goddess whom, I thought, was soon to start a journey towards the center of the earth now that the traces of her constant pace started to look like the beginnings of a dike on the sand. She had dragged me out of my family's triplex soon after our arrival to the summer house and embroiled me in this monotonous monologue that had been going on for the last 15 minutes and was made up of the technicolored synonyms and derivatives of the word \"fucked\". I sighed as silently as I could so as not to sound as if I was getting bored but ennui is the inevitable outcome of a circumstance that seems to process in circles instead of an ascend towards the climax (tell me!).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "If I were gay, that is if I were a guy loving him as a guy and him loving me likewise, it would have been perfectly allright. But such was not the case, we knew it unconsciously and I was feeling so guilty because I was the one who blindfoldedly plotted this alltogether. Closing my eyes, I imagined him touching me, kissing me, caressing my body... a body that did not belong to me at all. I moaned softly with agony...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Then speak up\" he urged with a cute smile before lighting up another cigarette. Taking another breath from mine, I simply said, \"I can't.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...to which I nodded and \"hi\"ed back... to which his eyes widened... to which I sighed... to which he asked \"We have a tenor here?\"... to which I thought \"Dream on mister\"... to which I responded, \"Whatever. Shall we start?\".... to which we started...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Angel got up and we performed the usual oh-how-we-love-each-other routine made up of a tight hug, kisses planted on both cheeks, taking a step back and looking at each other with sparkling eyes before moving on to the introductory stage. Sal is a cutie. According to Angel, she is an outed stupid. If you ask me, she is naive in a funny way. Anyone who looks at a bag full of herbal tea and goes \"Oh this looks like a bag full of herbal tea\" is naive in a funny way in my book.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "One of the reasons why I have no self esteem problems other than the occasional, feminine, \"I'm so ugly\" tripping is because I never felt rejected as I... well... let's put it together simply and say \"came out\". If there would be one advice I could give for all those who wish to cherish all the greatness being out brings along but have no idea where to start, it would be picking up the very first people in your life that you will come out to carefully. If through those initial moments of voicing the real you, you are faced with sympathy and understanding, it gets so easier to develop your courage to face the rest of the world.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "*Guy chases the girl for a while then realizes that his target needs some effort to get to so goes for another one. In the meantime, the girl goes through the controversial \"testing\" period. She needs some time to figure out whether the guy's feelings are sincere or not so while she keeps her silence/neutrality, she actually waits for his next move.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Juclecia's true story starts with Estell, her mother. While known as the second wife to Clive Reopold Re Ecritian, she secretly works as a spy for Vermilion (Vermillions are made up of survivors of a defeated country, namely Krois. Kroisian are usually slaves leading a miserable life and this touches off the tight organization of Vermillion. Also named as the anti-imperialists, during this timespan they are led by Unbeter, yet in the coming days, he is to be replaced by Tristan and Ferenan).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There had been so much snow to delight me yet it just went so abruptly, it was surprising. A fake spring painted the sky a deep azure and coveys of swallows scattered and united playfully in the air as they passed high above the skyscrapers. Fortunately, white storks have not returned yet. They are believed to be the ones who carry the actual spring benath their wings and are believed to be the initial sign of the rebirth of nature.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Oh well... The guy who is sitting somewhat across me keeps slurping his tea which is getting more yucky every second. That and his glottal noises screwed my motivation to write. To wrap it up, we went on with the seminars, I turned a meditator after an eccentric personal ritual, my tutor told me that I had great potential and I should consider attending the Sidhi courses before heading off to Maharishi University and awomp bamma looma awomp bam boom! She was extremely supportive and TM made me control my deprivation and get my life back on track much faster than I thought and chang-chang, changadee-chang-chibop.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... the exam is usually held in June and right after it, I ended up in our summer house. I truly needed some rest and had to be away from anything and everything after a marathon session of drastic events.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "and your 25th birthday!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"...change! You have to realize that this is not the way to deal with problems. You are neither the first nor the last person who is turned down at an Interview!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hideous Spirit: *whispers* Allrighty. Is this the addy?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Would you relax a little, hun?\" I shot, so that she could snap back at me and the subject would at least change. That and at some point, I had to remind her of my presence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "section of Magna Carta - The Phantom of Avalanche (ignore the pop ups) to choose from among the many available characters. Submit the results/your choice in the Seance to be depicted as your starring role to the audience.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Sighing, I dialed the number back and waited in anticipation for the next party to answer. I was feeling halfway ashamed for completely erasing this possibly-significant-person from my life when a hesitant, boyish voice choked a \"Hi?!..?!\" into the receiver. I have quite a phonic and visual memory so I realized with dismay who he was and my shame was instantly replaced by feeling ashamed in the first place. It was Miles... someone I contacted and lost contact with totally clad in assuagement after the number change.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...the \"but\" holds a myriad of elaborate locks, indeed. The keys I set aside have been cauterizing like mithril to an elf. My fingers feel rooted, my mind opposes revisiting those traumatic moments that still emit an antiseptic odor and a color almost always coming from a fluorescent bulb vividly whenever I'm struck by a variant of them in a dream or remembrance session. After 5 years, it is still not easier to sit down and talk/write about something that has changed my entire life and belief systems drastically.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He nodded slightly... Almost apologetically. They approached him and pulled their chairs close. The three of them sat together, going through the longest and darkest night of their lives. Hand in hand... supporting each other like a real family for the first time in their history.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "who will give up in the end, not I! Now, come what may!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Give your dad my regards.\" As she accompanied me to the door she added, \"Are you a ballerina?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "No big deal. The right dosage of hormones does the trick.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I slowly unbutton his shirt halfway, trace a hand on his chest. As we kiss, I pull the shirt over his shoulders. I open my eyes only to find my name or something only meaningful to us tattooed on his shoulder.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Lovely. Another compliment coming from a post-menopausal/andropausal figure is added to my deluge. At least I am attempting to give the praise holders the commemorating credit they deserve for I may not have the luxury to", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She floundered to her Cocoon with eyes not seeing... she found her way solely relying on her instincts... she found her way through years of traveling the same, solemn course back and forth... she reached her bag as her breathing got heavier... She, then, realized that she could not see due to tears blurring her vision. As she reached forth, they spilled.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The reason the horizon shines Is that somewhere it's hiding you. The reason I long for the many lights Is that you are there in one of them. So, I set out, with a slice of bread, A knife, a lamp, stuffed in a bag.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She felt eyes on her... Two grey eyes watching her sudden stillness intently. She uttered, \"I am fine, dad.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "His words kept ringing in my ears as silence prevailed. They hang in the air before they slowly started sinking in and the girl inside me stopped shivering, her momentary fears slowly escaping her. I closed my eyes, slowly taking in his paternal compassion and for the very first time in my life, I realized that I respected this man beyond words. He may have failed me when love was considered for too long but he never failed me when I was lost in a stormy sea of fears and needed a lighthouse to find my way back towards the shore. \"Dad...\" I whispered, \"You always say that it is not a sin to depend on someone.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... Sounds like a dream to get to... but I will!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hence, Charon and I (later joined by Rain Man) tried our best to tolerate the rest. Coming this far, it was no time to quit. We had to take the responsibility of those two and a half years. To make sure that all that effort did not go to waste. If only we knew it was needless because the effort was going to end up wasted by no other than Avarel, very soon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Resembling too much like a break-up, does it not? A twist that was marking the end of our polyamory too soon. In a marriage, couples strive to put up with each other thinking about their children, in vain. In our case, our child was our music.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"How much in depth are we?\" asked his mother.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "-Thanks. How's everyone?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "*2nd day without smoke: Quit smoking at the verge of 2004. Starting off from 23:30, I chimneyed my lungs to the downmost bronchitis not because those were the last moments my lips would ever suck on the filter of a Marlboro Lights Menthol but rather I wanted to get myself sick due to oversmoking with high hopes of its helping me loathe smoking slightly. Conclusion: I didn't get sick but I quit anyhow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I silently climbed the stairs so as not to wake my grandmother and father but although my footsteps were quited, my mind was racing with enhanced speed. Ears buzzing, I closed the door of my room and leaned against it as shadows caused by the light pouring in weakly through the shutters, danced around me. Instead of a hectic delighted feeling that should have carried me over the moon, I was confused and feeling abnormally ashamed of myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"...no more being broken! No more having been born defeated! No more being a Desert(ed) Rose!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": ".... Until blinding light obscured my vision. I felt hands grabbing my still weak baby body while my memory escaping me fast. I gasped as the first molecule of oxygen sneaking into my lungs and screamed...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...my father! (poor me).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He nodded as I finished with my hair that decided to acquiesce to my efforts probably because even they were not wallowing in the moment and wanted to flee atopside their owner. Just when I took a step towards the exit, my ear got me again and the natural sound of my breathing started reverberating in my head.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Well yeah but things change, you know. I didn't have the energy for that any more. I entered the Uni exams and started all over. Finance, this time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It all went unbelievably well until one morning, I opened my eyes and found myself on a torn mattress, under a stained blanked, staring at peeled-off walls, looking at worn jeans and an old, faded jumper that I had to wear yet again that day and got up to check every pocket available for a single coin that will buy me a doughnut for lunch. It was then that I saw that I was now in the real world... that the dream was over and although I could now see my real reflection in the mirror, I was faced with things I had never been faced with... some of those things included hunger, cold, fear, loss and a deprivation that barred every aspect of life imaginable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "... as I felt the tears tracing down my cheeks. I would not, could not, be loved the way my soul craved for. I heard an owl hoot.... moonrays shivered slightly while they accompanied the pain engulfing my curled up figure being shaken by my sobs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Charon and I were (are) simply two of countless perfect examples of this \"teaching\". All throughout that night, I went through those rare moments of life when laughter shared under the carefree effects of alcohol teaches one more than tears. I simply got to know these four people who were going to play a major role in my life in the coming three years more than ever and especially one who, in time, was going to be my female soulmate, my delicious other and best friend for the rest of my life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"What is it?\" his mother asked...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He soon became the commander of the Royal Guards. Though he suffered from lots of antipathy in most of the nobles, no one can ignore his ability.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"But I will be back, Aura. You know we will keep coming back. Your friends will be coming back.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I nodded and, although why Gambit and I were never a proper \"issue\" had nothing to do with that (at least, back then), kept my silence. She took a deep breath which, I estimated, marked the end of the introduction and the beginning of the real thing, \"I guess I'm in love with Predator\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He remained silent for sometime and I was way too afraid to look at him, to decipher his facial expressions or his body language. \"Can you...\" he asked softly \"....can you tell me that history won't repeat itself?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She felt something rising from within. Something evil, something unhealthy, something uninvited... something so familiar from a year ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When I entered what was called as the \"Piano room\", I realized rather sadly that it was just a large room with a piano in it. I mean here I was at what is known as the best University of Ponderland, graduating the millionaires of tomorrow, thought to be stuffed with the most intelligent youths of the entire nation.. and this \"Piano Room\" was such a creative attribution to a room with a piano in it, it hurt. The tall, thin guy behind the piano which very much resembled the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "finalists. After the meal, we got out and shopped for him a while, found ourselves browsing among Classical Music CDs, video games and books before we ended up in a beautiful cafe overlooking the district. The lights of the skyscrapers nearby were winking while the 5 pm traffic flowed in front of them. The rush hour was enhanced by a multitude of pedestrians trying to reach their destinations as soon as possible.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "...when it was over, everyone was certain that I was the lead of this song. Avarel raised his head and nodded contently... and this was how he raised the white flag....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Please give us a chance after I am ready to face life and when I seem as if I don't have to depend on you any more. Promise me that you will give us a chance to be a daughter and father when the time we are no longer doubling over by the load on our shoulders comes. Don't think you have accomplished your duty in this world and ever think of passing away before we lead the lives of a true father and daughter.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "So let me give a break to this story for the time being and invite you to a session about the mystification behind my pseudonym, Aura (Mars). Some may not have given it a second thought, others probably disregarded it but allow me to tell you that there are only a few things in life that I do just for the sake of doing. Personally, I love mystifications and this site is heavily founded upon these altered realities.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "How long does this guy last dammit? [checks the clock]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "me !!??\" The ridiculous play shattered the tranquility of pre-dawn and went on all throughout morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Quite. Now, shoot me with all those brand new opportunities showering you and your husband's way.\" Hands gesticulated in the air swiftly, I added, \"I'm on anti-depressants, quite high and feeling very empathetic.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Not because they are only good-looking, no! But because I was later informed that he followed Sal to England, leaving everything in Australia behind to give a chance for his relationship to flourish. Now this is the determination I was talking about earlier. The courage in a man that I appreciate...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Why don't you come inside? Watch TV? Make a change?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I smiled and nodded, \"True. At least those good-old times are always as real as they could get and not...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Easier to say than do.\" I sensed the tears in her statement and also raised, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Alas! We were 19 back then and such crisis were still parts of our late adolescent dramas. We sat there silently, leaning on to each other and on to our mutual trust until couples started passing us by in search of the greatest location for the \"deed\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This takes me back to the \"but\" at the very beginning. I am inclined to give it a go yet something blocks me these days so I keep postponing it. Maybe it is because of the", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He was standing right across me, buttoning his shirt. I could smell him.. Smell man and salt mingling in a fading after shave. Smell the afterheat of sex slightly being emitted through his body.. And all I could think of was to slap him in the face, scream a totally nonsense \"How could you do that to me?!\" and jump on to him right in front of everyone, tear open his shirt and let my hands slide on his chest down to his belly button then let passion interacting with despair and anger lead to system rocking sex.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The slim silhouette sitting cross-legged upon the worn mattress sighed softly as she went on journeying in spirals towards the depths of her psyche. The shadows danced in the dim room as a passing car's headlights were reflected on the windows. The smoke of the lavender incense kept filling the air lazily while it fought against the dominating, rusty odor of the dust accuulated in the corners. In her mind's eye her mantra flashed as it was repeated in harmony with her heartbeat, soothing and taking her back and downwards, revealing and releasing the memories in her unconscious hidden from her. Memories that were long forgotten... or so the conscious erred her to believe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I began.. He stopped... Heads buying books, selling books, thoughtful as walking by, turned to me but I just couldn't help it...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When you have to grow up too soon, when you attempt to hide your instincts from all the world with the viscid, implemented fear of being rejected, when all that you connect, be them your family, your friends or simply acquaintances like the guy in that newspaper stand around the corner, only know and/or love someone you are, in fact, not, when you are never a child nor an adolescent but a gender dysphoric adult for as long as you remember, then you can never get enough of love. No single or multiple phase of love is decent enough.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hey keep singing, beautiful. I missed my daughter's voice, it seems.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "* Looking by far, I realized that if I ever decide to publish my autobiography, I should cut the childhood part real short. No sexual harassment, no incest that messes my psyche up thus leaving me gender weirdphoric and above all no gay sex! It won't sell. I should make up a few raunchy scenes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Goddess \"yay!\"ed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My father was quite alright with it. For him it was her well being that mattered (and the previous apathy I mentioned) however it didn't stop my mother at all who fell pregnant with me and had an extremely dangerous pregnancy which was sabotaged more than once by her metabolism and the baby in despair within her womb. She was so senselessly obsessive that she even said yes to lying back motionless for the 6 months of 7 months she carried me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It was during a meeting of the board when I first saw Magna. So this was how (the) \"shit happened\". Palpitations that are only suitable for the strong-hearted, sweat marks emerging underarms -heaven help if the victim is deodorant disabled-, making an ass of yourself at every opportunity and want to scream out loud afterwards, \"I REALLY AM NOT THIS CRAP, I SWEAR!\". Looking at him, there was a slight pause in time when all the cerebral action halted, caused by the sudden overlaod in the circuits which couldn't process such a sight overfavored by the powers that be immediately. Once the time unfreezed, I was stricken by multidimensional worries like, hair, weight, a pimple in the butt, mouth hygiene, family background and current GPA.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I heard the door closing behind him, the riverlets of tears were running down my cheeks. Burying my sobs in the pillow, I lost all my logical replies... If the simplest of things in life were the priceless ones, the most precious of moments were the speechless.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "-Hi hon. Congrats! I knew you'd nail it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "House of Pancakes. I want to be your reel after reel", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The one who doesn't see the scenery that he flourishes the huge scythe shall not realize the dreadful horror. Different from a cunning nickname, Joker, the huge scythe reminding of a Demon's weapon simply sweeps away all the things around. Camouflaging himself by joking humorously In ordinary times, he has strong leadership and capability as could be called a hero among Scaramouch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Father left me his burning desire. Mother gave me her eyes. The earth turns, hiding you. Shining eyes, twinkling lights. The earth turns, carrying you, Carrying us both who'll surely meet...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The main reason for all this was simply the clash of Titans. Charon and I are beings who are not afraid of being simply ourselves even if that means the rest of the world will turn their backs on us. We voiced our opinions freely and without self-restraint only for the betterment of the album and Ichoir in general yet Avarel persisted in taking this as an insult on his creative abilities.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"And what makes you think they don't?\" I stressed, frowning slightly as I pulled the fake fur adorning the ends of my jacket tighter around me and tried to cross my arms across my chest clumsily. My hands were a pale white with a pinch of red on the knuckles; an evident sign of the cold I had to endure yet I didn't know whether it was the weather or my blood that felt drawn with anxiety \"What makes you think that the story is to be finished? Some things are better left alone and you taught me that well years ago. It is of no use to dig into past over and over again as if we can resurrect something that's long dead.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He didn't even change his mind after I scored an A at the Proficiency exam that Summer and was ready to start my Freshman year the following semester. I shrugged his indifference away as usual and celebrated it with my friends totally unaware of the fact that the more apathetic he was towards my personal progress/dreams, the more I was trying to prove myself to him unconsciously in whatever I did.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I changed my mind. Get it!\" I stumbled upon something on the sidewalk and cursed slightly as I tried to reach for the bus stop half running half walking. Darn, the bus was overloaded and passed the stop by.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "mutuality... a gasp gets buried in my throat while you moor your thighs on mine... making it possible for me to feel an anchor seeking its depths... awashed by your scent, I sigh... clad in man... delirious sparkles scatter on my skin as your hands sweep my nipples... long fingers tracing down my sides, thumbs stroking the breastlines emerging from beneath armpits.. I ache... while your lips rake my neck... my jawline... before you deliver a breath in my mouth... your exhale, I inhale... hence,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Actually I was. Then again, we had the controversial sausages-french fries-beer trio for dinner that evening (a major event that strikes once every two weeks) and I promised my dad to be at the table, sipping my beer ladylike and smiling blandly while being subjected to my uncle's subanthropoidal noises as he feeds upon his meal. \"Sorry, Miles. I need to attend to a family gathering today.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It would be quite erratic to think that I was the victim of constant violence as a child for violence halted as abruptly as it started and I barely remember those moments as a whole anyway. However, the traumatic effect of those earliest days of childhood reformed themselves as I developed a sense of extreme caution when it comes to righteousness in my personality as I grew up. Even today, I react quite impulsive during those very rare occasions when someone tries to blame me for something I am not responsible for or judge me wrong. Perhaps even the creation of this blog can be linked to those days and might be seen as an extension of the necessity to be understood thoroughly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Stonewalling! \"Not bad, not bad. I'd had worse. Yours?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"That I am, although you have to reform the dictionary meaning of fine in my case.\" This statement was followed by Angel's soliloque on textile industry which lasted for about an hour. Eventually, she asked, \"What about you?\" to which came my reply; an hour's monologue about the life of a girl who has no life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "-....is shaggin' this girl, day in day out. I guess they're becomin' an issue together so get your butt over here asap... need to run sweets... hurry up, will ya?...love you....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I mean she was not really proportionate, if you know what I mean. They looked very much like implants in that sense.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I covered the receiver with my palm and sneezed before replying, \"No, Mr. Mason but he'll be back shortly. Would you like to leave a message or will you call back later?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My mother was shrinking before our eyes, her hair completely gone and suffering from great physical pain but she still tried her best to keep her high spirits. I should admit that my mother and I were really close. We used to laugh a lot together and she had this idea that we were like sister and brother instead of mother and son. (Later, I realized it wasn't \"us specific\" for every mother fooled herself likewise occasionally.) Actually we were so, in more than a few ways... if she wasn't desperately ignoring what I really was, we could even be closer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "[When she passed away, the books found at her flat were transferred to a library nearby. The book was rented from the Library, never to be returned again. It journeyed across the nation and ended up in Ponderland in a bag and was seen at a garage sale. A young girl bought the book almost a quarter of its original price.]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Well then all I can say is...\" I bit my lower lip, \"...break up with Ben as soon as possible. It's no use to act as if you take him for granted while you actually don't. You can only take someone for granted if you still have a gain.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Angel leaned over and hugged me while she chimed, \"Simply because you cost me at least 15 minutes on-hold and 2 ciggies chain-smoked.\" I sat across her, shrugged my leather demi saison off me and sighed, \"Not this time. You're early.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As my breath smoked out of my lips, I smiled slightly at the gathered snow on the sidewalk. Another thing I love is to dress up resembling an astronaut and step out into the cold having defeated it already. Walking amidst the snow, being immune to the chill that tries to sneak in at every single blow of the wind is something I adore..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Fine! I'll laugh when the time comes, then! Now if you please excuse me, I want to concentrate on this minute and the fact that another chance is missed and it's all because of....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "That and the embrace of music... Wearing the headphones of my walkman, I turned the radio on... only to be welcomed by the entrancing tunes of Sarah McLachlan decipher all that I go through into notes:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "This is a year of progress and financial advancement. Major career opportunities present themselves. It is a challenging year in which personal growth is joined with new responsibilities and challenges.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "If you have a home that can host tranquility for you, cherish it. One of the greatest lessons that these last 5 years of my life have taught me is that the following is a priceless gift one may ever have:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "After the sound check, the tension got unbearable for many... For some reason unknown to me, people kept sucking pastilles which I found relatively funny since it seemed they were savoring them one after the other. Suddenly, everyone was complaining from an unbearable sore throat and everyone else was buying this blind excuse for the same reason; they all needed a miracle to disable the detonation we were very successful at.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There is this saying of a gay poet pseudonymed Alexander the Small down here in Ponderland that I admire. It can be translated something like:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The first day of school was disastrous. I woke up at 6 am to get ready and catch my first class at 9 am. Since getting to Bayside meant approximately 2 hours of public transport from where I lived (ie. torture), I was barely on time (but note that I am also a disaster when it comes to being on time) only to find out the classes were cancelled for the day. So it was 9:15 am in the morning, the first bus to where I lived was at 1 pm and I had 4 hours of blankness ahead of me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The bower was even more beautiful than it actually seemed from afar. Covered by glass windows against the rain and humid wind outside, it was a delicate mixture of wood and flowers, cozy ornaments and a decorative heater shaped as a fireplace. There were even flickering flames in it yet my attention was turned to the raindrops gingerly tracing down the glass window next to me while I was listening to my dearest friend Rain Man. \"...so I quit the job yesterday...\", he went on, \"And now I need to pack up which, I guess, will be easy. If others can do it in 2 days, so can I theoretically.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Why yes. That way, you can't take it too serious.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I can still vividly remember what he told me after I concluded my monologue with the why-I-can't-be-with-you part. He said:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Actually...\" he began a little hesitantly, \"... I might as well tell you about this, sweetheart. There is this Transcendental Meditation center here in Ponderland that we have an invitation for this week's seminars to. Your dad seems interested but thinks you wouldn't feel aright about it for the minute. Would you like to come along? They start tonight.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My father's recovery astonished even the hospital staff. He was up and around, leaving the hospital just after 11 days (You might have seen by now that I rarely mentioned my dad up until now. Fingers crossed, the why of it will be revealed in details soon).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It was my father who woke me up for dinner and slashed me for ending up in bed all wet. Ignoring his comments, I got up to realize that the mysterious cramps had subsided.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Finishing packing up, I carried my cases and backpack to the car and was ready to leave... not ready to face Gambit pushing the breaks of his car in front of me and, the engine still on, staring at me from the open window of his driver's seat, \"Leavin' huh?\".", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I sighed as I leaned my back against the cold wall, trembling a little as I did so. Bypassers were throwing casual glances at me and the snow that still didn't melt away due to the reigning cold was crunching beneath their feet occasionally as they strived to keep their balance. \"It is in vain...\" I mumbled into my mobile, \"...why are you trying to open a book that's already out of date and of no validity?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Enough said! Let your imagination linger and find the rest...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When we neared the end, Avarel said we were going to start working on Long Train Running by Doobie Brothers next time. We were passed out the lyrics of the song and he asked each and every one of us to obtain a tape and carry it along with us. They were going to record each song on our repertoire on our tapes individually so that we could practice the songs and our partitions at home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Thus, if the patient falls prey to the scythe of an anthropomorphic death, the only thing left for those who are left behind is accepting the absence of their loved once and not their passing away... Since their death has already been accepted if not awaited with a covered sadness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When I went back to high school after only 2 weeks of my mom's death, I was saddened even more. The thing was I could not stand the silence in the house, could not stand the piercing serenity of being alone this time. Hence, I ran away from that apartment where each corner was ready to shove a tearful memory in my throat. Even worse, I was feeling as if some door back in my mind was shut thus hiding all those merry, delightful moments mother and I had spent together and on this side of the door where I was, flashed only the timespan during which cancer was an issue - All those emotionality we had been through up until her ICU week were as vivid as possible to my dismay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The houses that are being moved out represent loneliness to me even this day. They protect you from the outside world for years and as you leave them behind, the empty walls seem emptier, the voices echoing among them enhancing their farewell. Somehow, a song always accompanied me during such stages of my life. As we were moving out of the house where my childhood had passed it was \"If You Were With Me Know\" by Kylie Minogue and Keith Washington. This time it was \"I'll Remember\" by Madonna:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"...will you?\" I blinked my eyes open to see Mrs. Rose smiling at me right next to my table. The sun hid itself behind a cloud yet the rays were streaking from the clouds, causing intricate patterns all around the sheltered garden as the shadows of the leaves fell upon it. \"Excuse me\" I said with an embarrassed smile, \"Were you saying something?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Allright so I had never broke up with anyone. Sue me... what was I going to say?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"....fake! I'm your dad! I'm on your side! Don't try to take this out on me!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "One evening, I came back from school only to find out that the house was a bit... more crowded than usual. One of my mother's childhood friends (who had gone to chemotherapy with her that day) opened the door but oddly left it ajar and wanted me buy some aspirin for her. I wanted to leave my books and sports bag but she just took them for me and hurried me up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Very.\" was the answer, \"Through last winter, we formed a tangle. You know, Predator and I as childhood friends, Ben and I as lovers, Predator and Ben as buddies which developed into a team that are glued to each other. The thing is, as we got closer, I realized that I am helplessly drawn to Pre instead of Ben. We have never been this close and boy, Aura, we just make so much sense together it was inevitable!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "And he went on describing how amazing those days of acting for him. As we entered the apartment, he was still musing about those days while I, on the other hand, was suffering from cluttering teeth and quite assured (once again) that I inherited the musing and chattering genes from him. After all, I managed to add 7 paragraphs that say nothing in particular to my Memoir, didn't I?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Uhm... hi Aura... I got a missed call from someone and I thought it was you so... I..\" Sure and I was Marilyn Monroe in my recent past life. \"I don't know what made you think out of the blue that it was me, Miles but negative. It wasn't me.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Lately, I have been unnecessarily burdening myself by looking at the numbers Rain Man has provided for me and kept going over the possibilities in my head a thousand times on a daily basis ever since that paper entered my wallet. I realized that it has nothing to do with my being ready for one thing or another. It is simply that I am scared to death and even the thought of it sickens me, hammers my head, makes me feel like scream and cry if not whine. 5 years ago, when I took a step towards my real self, I pictured a future for me that somehow got stuck somewhere and went out of my hands. Initially, the soap operatic theme of the script at my hands was enjoyable - 2404 episodes later the leading lady has not reached her goal still even though she has overcome a flood that sweeped her hometown off the map, escaped 3 major earthquakes, risen from her ashes after 14 heartbreaks, gone through 2 marriages alongside uncountable affairs, witnessed good overcoming evil approximately a hundred thousand times, built a business empire from scratch, lost that empire to her nemesis yet Fate has taken her revenge by giving the nemesis 3 children with down syndrome etc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm alright, Miles. You?\" Could that guy passing me by really have those Elizabeth Taylor eyes or were they contacts?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": ".... As far as tradition goes, I need to turn a lingerie model. Honestly, I dreamed of becoming a model at some point of my life but 27 is a sour age in a sector where 17-years-olds pop up every other minute to beat each fine line you are destined to have botoxed in a few years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "However could you take a wild guess as to the volcano erupting inside me?! I was dying to learn all about this wench who cast her hands on my...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "~... imagined that my dad would ask me \"Are you irritated by my presence?\" and I would backstab him with an affirmative icepick that formed itself via a bitter \"I am\"?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "40 days and 40 nights of celebrating success with friends came to an end when the Pre-registration period arrived. I was not dying to stay, anyway, thus, I started packing up and having said goodbye to everyone, returned to Ponderland. This time, my Grandmother moved in with us to help with our daily lives and taking care of the house which we were going to practically use as a hotel we didn't need to pay for from then on. Although she had been dying to be with us after my mother's passing away, we disregarded this idea simply because we needed some time to adapt and adjust to a wife and mother's absence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Some things change, it seems. You are never early.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Shaking my head slightly, I rubbed my eyes and got up, \"Hello to you, too dad.\" It was then I realized that he had some business company \"Oh sorry.. I didn't mean to disturb you.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "A dire impulse blurring her perception, the trail of her thoughts, her very existence... The desire to throw the plate against the wall and shatter it into hundreds of pieces... maybe breaking an object might break the solid, hidden itch..", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I turned 17, the raindrops of sorrow were causing a storm around my soul. Yet, on the outside, I possessed an extraordinary calmness which even surprised me. I felt like a marionette in the hands of a very mature puppet master. This was the first time I discovered that I could perfectly keep my calm during emergency situations. I let the puppet master lead me out of it... and he never fail(ed) me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Excused from school, I started packing us up. My daily schedule those days was, getting up early in the morning, packing up until noon, leaving the house for hospital, taking my turn next to my mother while my dad went to work, staying with her until afternoon when my dad returned, returning back home, keep packing up until I was literally exhausted and fell asleep at some corner of the emptying house.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "we have been going through? Astronomically (and Astrologically, in return), up until April 30th, Mercury will be going backwards from our point of view on Earth. Nowadays, I don't check my Inbox but Bulk instead. That is how I was informed about this period thanks to that erratic moment when I created an account at", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "You see in the universe of the eternal now, all is actually one. Although they have yet chosen to be apart. Still, within every concept of time you have created, your \"oneness\" has been eternally reminded. No single being escaped the inevitable... and no matter \"what\" or \"where\" in this existence they be,", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I chuckled, \"Oh sure.. War is the keyword, I see.\". My father is a unique creation of weird genes interacted 64 years ago and somehow managed to form a healthy male on the outside but couldn't effort to sensify the inside. He adores war movies where blood washes the streets, people strangle, torture, machine gun each other with transfixed faces out of violence but claims he cannot stand the gore of horror movies.... but all of these don't change the fact that he knows me quite well to rip me off the after effects of a dream with a reality so appealing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "HS II: Oo you f***d the title, too, idiot. *evil chuckle*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "of the unearthly fake Britney Spears and have it circle my hours on a mental level as it kept replaying in a peripheral corner of my psyche? It is highly likely that", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Initially, I used to love winter simply because people don't pay too much attention to each other when all they have on their minds is reaching somewhere/anywhere hot. They pass you by without a second look and when you are a gender dysphoric child who is trying to disguise his extreme androgeny in public the way I did, the semi-darkness, the rainfall or snowflakes that cause everyone to mind their own business is a priceless gift.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Let me know if you like anything else, then.\" She turned away and was climbing the steps leading into the cafe when I raised my voice which caused her to halt, \"You know I may need something, though.\" Mrs. Rose turned around with her eyebrows raised and that compassionate smile dominating her sincere face, \"That Brownie cake with chocolate sauce of yours. That might be just what I need.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Later, while I was getting ready to head out, I realized that this mood swing was going to linger until it faded away naturally. I could not disregard it, nor could I fight against it. Still, I instinctively knew what I need... I definitely need to make love (not give birth to a baby nor lament for my disabilty of it as many would err to think. I've passed beyond these \"consciously\", at least)... and the vacuum of love alongside someone to love me in the process is not making things any better but I will cope with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As long as the door of my Cocoon is slam shut against his unendurable, glottal dissonance occurring through the delta sleep, I don't mind my uncle's sadistic stertor symphony that adorn our nights (and most of our mornings). A consequence of chain-smoking for more than 30 years, his intestines must have already lost the plot yet I wonder how the hell they haven't pulled a strike together by far and decided to suffocate him to end both their misery and save our stratosphere! No matter how familiar I may be with this torture, there are moments when I cannot stand it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "alongside thousands of unknown perfect creations of the cold climate lurking on the streets of the globe. It wouldn't be a gross understatement if I said my heart belongs to Nordic, thank you. There is something about the descendants of Vikings.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Down around the corner half a mile from here \"... There were cameras rolling as I tuned myself into the mood, danced the song away and questioned \"without love where would you be now\"? Spotlights weaved an iridal around me, the reciprocal energy I shared with the audience filled me with a form of satisfaction I had never experienced before... it simply gained momentum until I could suppress it no more and reached a hand out towards the crowd to ask them \"where would you be now?\" one last time....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Last night, I tucked my pillow between the cold wall and my aching back, curled under covers and with one hand in a package of roasted pistachio nuts, was lost among the lines of Amin Maalouf's \"Le Periple De Baldassare\" when my hands touched a slight bump on the back cover of the book. Dad and I get books from a bouquiniste (ie a wholesale second-hand bookseller) nearby where you rent a second-hand book for relatively a small fee and to tell you the truth, I somehow feel guilty every time I do so. Still, it is not my fault that the books in Ponderland are above average expensive and that in this financial state we are in, I cannot spend that much money on the things I want to read... that and reading is an important part of my life currently. Anyway, I feel guilty because I am well aware of the time, dedication and effort the author put into it so yes I'm sabotaging their sale... I will pay back by the truth that if I turn a professional one day the same can happen to my work, too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm fine, dad.\" she said with a touch of anger giving the softness of her voice an edge. \"I'm an adept of entertaining myself. I will...\", her gaze scanned the dirty, gloomy, dark green curtains, \"...sing.... or... read...\" It was then a tear escaped and found its way. It was a healthy tear, this time... a tear needed...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Anyway. There we were, so happy that the summer was finally over and that we had to bury our teenaged noses back into books we did not care about, we decided to celebrate it big time. All through the day we shopped, bought food and ingredients, spirits and junk food before we got back to the neighborhood and started cooking up while the guys scattered to return in the afternoon for the grill they were responsible for. I was among the cooks, preparing potato puree with milk and my special fried eggplants coated with tomato sauce reciped by my Grandmother.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It was then I realized that unless I left my life for a while, I could never properly get it over with this temporary eeriness around me. Wherever I went, people were going to kill me slowly with their clumsiness towards afterdeath thus enhancing my deprivation. All of a sudden, I started seeing walls rushing forth and trying to entrap me.. the place seemed smaller than ever... it was now a cell... a prison... faces were coming closer murmuring, \"She is dead!\"... faces with eyes wide open ... \"She's dead!\" .... the voices echoed among creaky walls approaching... \"So sorry.... so sorry.... so sorry.... sorry.....sorry.....\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "How can one keep on going down the hill without a single uplift, is a good question. I wonder it myself, too. So far, I have survived the blows no matter how weary I may be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "However casual it seemed, I knew that for Gambit and I it was not casual at all. There his head on my leg, surrounded by the symphony of the crashing waves on the beach, I started singing \"Unchained Melody\", one of the gang's favorite themes. I could feel the words shaped themselves into an unrevealed meaning and the taste of this cannot be matched by any other.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "What about a verbal streptease? Being conceptually nude! Words naked press harder than bare bodies.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When the phone rang, tears had been flowing for heaven knows how long. \"Hello?\" I answered shakily.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Then again after an hour and a half, I found my chin on my drawn knees, my arms hugging myself and tears running down my cheeks, \"Oh honey. Gimme a hug! Damn! I wish I never told you that.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm screwed.. I'm...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Second what's this fake ID thing about? What do you think I am? Mafia or something?!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"How do you feel?\", he asked.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Don't!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "*Guy likes the girl. Girl is neutral towards the guy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "In the afternoon, my dad would drive over from work, we would eat dinner together and then set out for our house. This lasted for almost 9 months. Many things can be said about this period of my life but monotony covering the hard work and constant study would be the best summary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "No eyebrow to rise left, Goddess raised a curious hand and finally asked, \"What? What?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "How would I know where X is?! That )%+&'&!^+ bastard!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She felt an easiness tracing up her spine and the back of her neck where the fine hairs disappeared into her dark brown locks. The chemicals were finally pushing the enemy away... the predator tried his best shot as his voice weakened:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "[Idiot !!! *compulsory coffee break*]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"I'm not patronizing you! I'm just showing you that this is something natural. You are disappointed alright. You were expecting this voiceover thing to be an exit out of this place but there'll be other opportunities. There'll be so many opportunities when the time comes that you'll turn back and laugh at these days.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The beatings ended abruptly one day when my mother, extremely guilty seeming, told me that she was so sorry for all that she had done. There it was, a 33 years old woman, apologizing from a 4 years old kid. This must have been the first instant in my life when I realized that I had to grow up quite quicker than I should. Although the physical violence in my childhood ceased, I remember giving a few extremely intelligent replies to my mother referring to the pain she had caused me occasionally, hence, nailing her to her place.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "A deep breath was heard in the room as Night raised Her dark curtain. Her embroidery - the twinkling stars lit the windy, winter sky faintly. The shadows fell upon the closed, flickering eyelids of the girl who was holding a pillow in her lap as she sat cross-legged on the worn mattress. The memories waved in, the incense burned away and her mantra took her further down while a car passing by blew a horn outside.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Aura's prep year at Bayside University is over. She attends the Music Club and joins Rock Choir, one of the three polyphonic ensembles the Club offers to its members. After the Choir's annual show at the end of the Spring Semester, the Musical Director Avarel discloses his plans about forming a professional group that will be somewhat the more crowded version of Manhattan Transfer. In the meantime, one of Aura's closest friends, Goddess calls and tells her she needs her desperately.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "There are times when I sit down, close my eyes and wonder if this is truly what it is meant to be for me. When you live your life in a chaotic environment, you realize the importance of the concept \"home\" in your daily lives. Whatever negativity you may encounter in your daily lives, even the after effects of the trashiest occasions do slip away from your soul if you have a place of your own that you can lock against the turbulents of life and shelter yourself in its silence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "While I was packing up to get back to Ponderland and Uni, to say that I was feeling even wearier than I had first arrived at the summer house would not be an understatement. Friendships", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "As I was ready to start Primary School, my parents were ready to take the next big step in their lives. They were investing in the ready-to-wear sector, rent a building, turned it into a workshop, bought various sewing machines and started the business at a time when textile held great opportunities in Ponderland. However, this meant yet another maturity level for me since this time I was faced with the matter of taking care of myself. At 7, I was used to phone calls and notes from my parents like \"milk & cake in the fridge, heat the blabla for dinner, homework to be done before we arrive...\". I did them all perfectly...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Wait! Where're we going? I thought Gambit was living only half an hour away.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "now ?\" The tears dangled on her long, dark eyelashes yet did not fall. She was not permitting them to flow. The inner pressure of suppressing was breaking her apart but she did not give in...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "It still sounds unbelievable to me after all those years of dating heterosexual guys. They still can surprise me with their nonsense. Let me tell you what is behind this straight nonsense, too:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Once outside, I could not postpone the inevitable any longer so I got dressed and went down. It seemed like the entire gang was there waiting up on me while they chatted the morning away with my Grandmother (why is it that every time you need your privacy on purpose, things get out of hands off purpose?). I thanked Gambit for the cereal which had already turned into a bowl of [insert disgusting, slimy material here] and disconnecting myself from my surroundings, munched it absently.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Such questions steal thousands of seconds from life. Like calling someone, your name and number flashing on their mobiles' screen then going, \"Hi this is Aura\" or opening the door of your house with your key, hands filled with grocery luggage, trying to hold balance as your housemate calls out, \"Is that you?\". No further sarcasm is necessary but the one that went to Gambit, \"Not really. Daily packing exercise. Burns 320 calories.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Try sex.\" he snickered, \"Burns temperament.\" followed by a \"Have a nice ride back.\" than drove off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The seminars lasted for a week. Through Monday to Wednesday were the free sessions where TM was briefly introduced to all those who were willing to learn about it. The seminars after Wednesday, though, were restricted to those who were determined to proceed and were ready to pay the \"small\" fee", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Come inside, beautiful. I'm afraid of your loosing the plot.\" he said with a futile attempt to reach out to his daughter. His daughter...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Bee hissed back a reply that rings in my ears even today, \"You should have been mourning right now! Not behaving as if everything is normal because it is not!\" With that she turned around and left, leaving a jaw-dropped me behind.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I leaned back and crossed my legs trying to look as comfortable as possible - the only hint of my anxiety were hidden in my dead cold hands, \"Actually, no.\" I said in an overtone, \"But we all start somewhere, don't you think?\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Don't worry about him, though. We'll rape you first.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Never realizing this was due to a problem with the PC's Internet settings, I collapsed melodramatically in vain. Today, everything seems to have returned back to normal, peace and serenity are bestowed again and I am hoping to catch up with the Ontology as I planned.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "[Setting: Right after Midnight. Plaster a Full Moon, enter wolf howl, approach two shadows to the site]", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"Hmm.. I'm not with you. Explain.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Hey hey! Let's not go into my dreams!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "The afflictive, painful studio recordings were all through the summer and left Charon and I literally cut loose from Ichoir mentally. We were through with Avarel and his exaggerated self-indulgence alongside his keeping the majority of Ichoir", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "on his side , turning those that came to be our mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, lovers and friends into total strangers. One by one, they left the neutral grounds for the enemy's side which was agonizing to experience beyond description.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "She smiled softly, \"Your posture and the way you wear your hair definitely mark you as one. That and the exceptionally long neck. You resemble your mother, indeed.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "When it was over, I was looking at my nails while \"Well..\" he said with a half smile, \"..although I shouldn't hint at the results beforehand, you passed with flying colors\". I nodded and thanked. Raising my stare, our eyes met and that moment I realized the coming days were going to host some serious ego clashes between him and I. I sparkled back a cocksure smile to his belittling smirk, took my bag and started crossing the room towards the door while he uttered a final, \"Be here at 5 pm on Wednesday\" behind me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I shook my head and took a deep breath, \"No. I had to deal with enough departures. I will not go through that again. I will wave you goodbye towards your star-lit career in Australia and that will be for the last time.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"What was it like?\" he demanded, not turning towards her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"No.\" I hit back straightforwardly and tried my best to sound as sincere as possible, \"But I have sang half-professionally for years so I have fundemental knowledge about articulation. After all it is a vital key when you are recording in a studio.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "\"A pity. It really ran to waste for him.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Alright at least I wasn't called a \"sissy\" but this was the next worse thing to be called (after \"eww he's spookkiieee\"). I remember feeling so numb that I came home, gave the flowers to my mom, barely remembered her gratitude before I locked myself in my bedroom. I think I sat on my bed thinking repeating something like \"There'll be one day when all the world will admire me for my beauty and talent. I swear you'll be sorry for what you said!\" a zillion times until I was called for dinner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Oh what a blissful moment that was. I closed my eyes, smiled and waited patiently for the blood to reach above my nostrils....", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "He sat across me on the floor, nodding slowly and silently as I told him all that I had to go through by myself. His patience was amazing because when I stopped talking it was near midnight and obviously I halted just because I had the inevitable jaw-ache. Sometimes I cried as I spoke... at others I was like a 6 years-old who had memorized his part in the play, ie. as fast and monotonous as I could get. All he did was to listen to me, refill my coffee mug occasionally and eventually held my hands in his.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "My life was studded with chemotherapy and radiotherapy sessions, exams as I was soon to graduate high school and paradoxical mood swings that got worse daily. Still, I was doing my best to keep them all to myself until one day the winter sun hid behind a cloud leaving everything cold & grey...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Go ahead! You play hide and seek until you get disgusted because you step onto some horse manure and quit in the middle of the game. What you don't get, babe, is that this is all about shit! If you can't endure the filth, don't go for it!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I so hate it all... I so hate to see it all, too.... but alas! I am a part of it. *sighs*", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "I checked my watch.. It was only 12 am. Oh well, I did not have that divine a patience to wait up until 3 pm, doing nothing...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30102", + "text": "Tears rose before my closed eyelids as I buried my face to his shoulder. The Boreas retreated and the weather outside started calming down as I formed an image of my father in my soul, thus adding the finishing touches to my scarecrow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to figure out something to watch and glide for 30 minutes. I know, I could watch the 30 minute glider tape workout.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It just seems like too much work to redo all my numbers for a lousy 50-60 calories. Sigh. Well, you know of course I'm going to do it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "40 minutes on the glider. Not bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm kind of dragging today. I think it was the movie. I'm watching Lovely and Amazing, and it sort of sucks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It just occured to me that I should use Bucko's ice-water thing from his knee surgery. Unfortunately, we don't have any ice! The freezer water is disconnected. I just put in an old fashioned ice cube tray, hope it doesn't take long.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The pistachios are haunting me. At least I was honest and recorded them, but I think I might have to send the rest to work with Bucko.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I read about \"Skinny Cow\" brand low-fat and no-fat ice cream bars and sandwiches. They look pretty good. 130 calorie each, 0 or 20 calories from fat, 22 grams carbs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't think I'll keep the leftover half for tomorrow, I'll just toss it and go back to chicken and rice. So much for experimentation...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:33 p.m. Making a delicious dinner of salmon; sweet potato, onion, and green pepper sautee; and devilled eggs. The eggs are mostly for Bucko, since he loves them, but I just ate one. Or two halves, that is. Not bad, but I put in too much mustard. You know, I have been wondering about the \"Points\" system in Weight Watchers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Since I've been exercising I haven't had problems with my heels, and the stairs are easier. Going up them is still difficult, but my knees are behaving better. So there's some great progress, no matter what the pounds are.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4:08 p.m. Haven't been writing in here much today because I've been out a lot and on the phone. Bought the vinyl tiles for the kitchen floor today -- they're gorgeous.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My new purse is disintegrating already. Damn you, Wal-mart.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mistakenly bought the fat-containing brand this time. At least it doesn't have lard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yep, that's right. The last day of Week Four. One whole month done. Incredible.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, here's my plan for today: I am going to have one martini whenever I sit down for the day (4-ish), and then two martinis tonight, with an optional vodka and soda. I know that's four drinks, but they're spread out pretty far, so I'll allow myself that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If it doesn't, then there's just nothing that will, and that's a very frightening thought. OK, I won't think that way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So let's call it a pound and a half. My weight at the end of Week One was 258.75, so my new weight is 257.25.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm looking at this website, www.reneesgarden.com, that sells gourmet and heirloom seeds. Flowers, vegetables, herbs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "She seems to eat a normal amount and type of food. Not all that Smart Ones crap.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'd prefer something mindless, but just can't face any more gliding. Unless there's something really absorbing on TV, it becomes dreary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can only hope I don't fit the norm, and start losing weight faster. Yeah, I know a really good way to do that would be to stop drinking so much!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Damn. It's pretty scary. The thing I can't get over is how big my stomach is. It's ENORMOUS.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Taking a little break from cutting and hauling wood. Oh yes, this will account for my exercise today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Let me give an analogy. You like to drive fast? Well, I like to shoot guns. Seriously, I enjoy shooting at targets. So I go to a shooting range, where there are rules about how and when and where I can carry my gun, load it, and fire it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I started this weight loss attempt in December 2003. My starting weight was about 260 pounds, starting size a 26. My goal weight is 135-150, maybe a size 12.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "\"P\". I am sorry to leave Huahine but eager to see Bora Bora. Hoping the hotel will offer better food, and maybe some night life. Much as I love Te Tiare, I have to admit there is NOTHING to do here at night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I'd better do some more gliding today -- both to delay the drinking and to work off the calories. And I need to get off the computer, except for writing in here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've tried to lose weight several times in the past, and can say with honesty that I've never lost a single pound before. This time it's working, albeit slowly. I mostly credit the fact that I've been working at home instead of at the office for the past four months or so. Stress can make you gain or retain weight by messing with your hormones, and I guess I'm the poster child for that particular situation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "For no good reason. What the heck is with me?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Found a couple web pages I like, SkinnyCat and Mr. Ointy. Most of these blogs are people doing WW, so they talk about Points all the time, but I'm getting a lot out of them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Definitely feeling better after walking and stripping. Heh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I look flabbier than I used to. More saggy. I suppose I can expect some changes along the way. I keep pulling my ring on and off to reassure myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's why I identified so much with Ju-Ju's review of \"Passing for Thin.\" She says \"Frances... fell in for that brand of easy sarcasm that passes for comedy these days... self-deprecating humor, belittling humor... But as the book goes on, as her fat comes off, as Frances becomes more and more exposed, vulnerable, willing to take on and take responsiblity for changing things, she becomes more and more and more genuinely funny, likable.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'll have to look it up, but I'm thinking 400 calories minimum. Sigh. Sure was delicious, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Felt very cold last night in bed, I had to get two extra blankets. I read in Skinny Daily Post that you will feel colder as you lose weight. I wouldn't have thought I've lost enough for that to happen, but on the other hand I may have lost a lot of FAT if not pounds, and that would have an effect. Either that or it's for some completely different reason!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I took a couple aspirins, and ate a quarter-can of soup. I am ravenous, and Bucko will not be home with dinner for at least an hour. Another night of no-cooking; he wants to leave the applicances alone until tomorrow morning, so the tiles have time to \"set.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My progress is so slow that I feel like I lost several pounds after the first four weeks, and nothing has happened since then. So I want to remind myself that the first time I was able to wear the Measurement Pants was February 19. That's exactly seven days ago, on Day 52. So obviously there has been continuous progress. Maybe today I'll try the Measurement Shorts and see how that goes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have a little bit of work, which I will try to get out of the way after my workout. Then maybe I'll have energy to do something around the house. And try to delay drinking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I just transferred $1000 from savings to get through the first half of January, and I'm not sure it's enough. We just spent over $300 on getting the HVAC fixed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need to be drinking more water, too. There's no doubt that dehydration doesn't improve my mood, and I haven't been drinking enough.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My numbers from last week are SO bad, that I'm not even going to spend time bitching about it. It could have been worse, and I'm doing the best I can. So now let's just move on to this week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Can't weight lift because I did it yesterday. Can't say I feel like Richard Simmons or Cindy Crawford, either.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Hmm. Is this going to run in ten or eleven-day cycles?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:19 p.m. Oh, and by the way... I AM WEARING THE MEASUREMENT PANTS TODAY.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "As they say, that's a whole other person. That's a serious undertaking, but there is just no way I would consider WLS. I might be very fat right now, but I'm also very healthy. My only health concerns are the greater RISKS involved -- I don't have anything wrong with me right now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I suppose it could have been the pizza, but I ate that so early in the day I wouldn't suspect it as the main culprit. Perhaps the french fries, then.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also, just got a good look at myself in the mirror, and am completely horrified. How is it possible I'm this fat?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am FULL of water. Very full.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Got something to say? You can email me at \"somedayisnow00\" at yahoo dot com.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I was pretty hungry in the afternoon and evening. So I'm going to be careful about going too extreme, because then the temptation to eat something bad will be too much. Yeah, I don't like using the word \"bad,\" but I couldn't think of a more appropriate label.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So let's just use the average of all those figures. To lose one pound a week, I should eat 1802 calories a day (12,614 a week); for two pounds, 1303 calories a day (9,121 a week). This is at a moderate activity level.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know whether it has anything to do with the bed or pillows. That's what I always suspected, but then I read somewhere that it's what you do during the day that causes back pain at night, not the bed. I dunno.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm trying to get him to use the glider, for cardiovascular exercise, but he doesn't seem to have taken to it. Ah ha, I have to take that back, he just put in about 10 minutes on it. Yay!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I'll have to get used to that, because the glider will be right in the dining room. Although probably I'll do it when he's at work. But on the weekends -- if we don't have major yard/house work planned, I'll have to do the gliding. Speaking of, just got a confirmation email from Wal-Mart saying it has shipped and will be delivered sometime between Thursday and next Wednesday. Yeah, that's a tight schedule.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "No normal person can live on that. I'm toying with the idea of a juicy greasy meal to celebrate getting through two weeks, but I'm not sure that makes sense.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:44 p.m. I tried to take my Before pictures, but couldn't figure out how to put the camera on timer or remote control.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It makes no sense - I must have lost in my waist to be able to fit in the Measurement Pants, but it never shows up with the tape. Oh well, I guess that's why I need several different methods of tracking progress, no one of them works consistently enough. Anyway, good news that I am down in some areas. Speaking of the Measurement Pants, I am wearing them today but they seem a bit snugger than last time. I may indeed have put on a pound, or perhaps my stomach is bigger than usual today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I need something good to happen, to give me a little boost. Like for one of my tables to sell, or to actually lose some weight. I need a little encouragement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I'm going to stay home and get in an hour on the glider. I haven't been exercising enough recently, and I need to stretch out all my muscles after yesterday. Maybe I can also clean up the house a bit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It isn't quite backbreaking, but it's very hard work. Good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:32 a.m. Putting on the rubber molding in the kitchen. After that, put the dishwasher skirt back on, the heat register back on, and we're done!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think it was from eating the red grapes right before bed. I shouldn't eat before bedtime anyway, and maybe all the sugars weirded me out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "What went wrong with these? I dunno; everyone else loved them, but they didn't do it for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And that reminds me, although I don't know why, that my BRAS are fitting differently. You see, all this time I've been concentrating on the lower half, and I forgot that the boobs are the first thing to go. And hopefully also some back fat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:06 a.m. Just did 30 minutes on the glider. For the last ten minutes, I alternated with five minute sets of weights. It KILLED me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's almost like going through the steps of grieving, or something. First there's this massive denial, then anger, then acceptance, and then finally looking beyond.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I needed to supplement my soup this morning, since I ate some of it yesterday afternoon, and I thought a Boca would be good. Damn! I'm already a hundred calories more than usual.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My numbers are bad. I mean, not AWFUL, I'm only 120 calories over target, but it's annoying. Jaeger and Marella are coming for dinner tomorrow, which means another day of big calories. I have to make sure to have a LOT of low-cal food around.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I hadn't thought about it before, but I haven't had sugar since Day One. Maybe that's causing the headache.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I just need a little break between sets. Watching the new Dr. Phil Dysfunctional Family. My god those people are fucked up. Way more than the first family.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I was looking it up on the Calorie Counter page, because I didn't know how big a restaurant serving is, which is what I had yesterday. Turns out to be 4 ounces.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In good news, I did that letter to G. McN yesterday. It finally flowed from my brain relatively easily.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't really see any difference in myself. I look just as fat, to me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I realized I need a belt to keep my pants up, if I take the size 24s with me. I have only one belt, not sure I've ever worn it. Anyway, I had to put a new hole in it, about 1.5 inches away from the smallest hole. So that will be a new way to gauge success.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I wonder if/when I will stop numbering the days like that. Maybe never, it's kind of interesting to see \"where I am.\" Now that I'm realizing this isn't going to stop after two months, I even more want to know how many days it's been, because it will feel less like floating in a huge formless void of food deprivation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Still with the headache. Hope it's not the beginning of flu.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Finished the first sanding and patching of the bathroom. I'm just having the last of the cherry seltzer, so that will be one liter I've drank today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm a bit sore today from TotalGym yesterday, so that's good. I think I am concentrating too much on upper body, but with my bad knees it's very difficult to do any lower body work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Very windy last night, neither of us slept well. But enjoyed sitting nude on the deck in the dark!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I can probably put together a salad or whatnot. An apple and a tomato. Etc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I might have to go to work today, I hope not. Definitely must go tomorrow for a meeting. Bah. Yes, it's good to get the hours, I'm pretty broke. But that won't stop me whining about it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:58 p.m. Well. The floor is nearly done.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am eating well below that now. I should be dead.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My average calories per day in Week One was 1660. For Week Two, 1487. That's 173 calories less!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Prices are so relative to an area I guess that number doesn't mean anything on its own. For comparison, we hope to sell our built-in-1990 house for around $210,000.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm trying to make a giant change in my brain, where I look for opportunities to exercise, instead of avoiding them. That would be an even greater change than the way I eat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So far it's rain, but they're saying it will turn to snow eventually. Plus I'm supposed to go to work today. Feh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I could drop in at the doctor and ask to be weighed, but that doesn't appeal to me. I'm so PRIVATE about this, if not secretive. The only person I've told is Daisy. I guess I kind of want to have a sudden transformation, a real fairy-tale experience, where I drop the fat clothes and step forth all radiant in my new body. Like no one is going to notice up until that point.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:55 p.m. I ended up with three martinis, no vodka and soda. Not bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't want to miss that, but no way am I driving around in snow. Feeling a bit peckish, because of boredom, so I had some pickles and a breath mint. Yum.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Is it too much? Who knows.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Midnight-ish. Ah, we're home. I'm so happy. So so happy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also probably Richard Simmons. I like the level of effort in the Dancing to the Oldies tape, but I hate the music. Maybe if I can preview what songs are on a particular tape, I might buy it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Sunday. DAY SEVEN!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It wasn't as clear to me as romanticism and classicism, but still interesting and wonderful to see the slides. Beautiful. She showed a slide of a Venus painting, and didn't say who it was by, it seemed like she wasn't sure. Heh heh, I knew who it was -- Alexandre Cabanel.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm looking back over my entries for the past week, and I see that I've been eating over-salted food, I've been stuck in the house for days, I'm bored, the kitchen floor has been a frustration, I have my period. Last night was our first home-cooked meal since last Friday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm glad that part of my brain prevailed, because I gave up the candy and bought sugarless gum. That will keep my mouth busy without adding calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:22 p.m. I am soooo hungry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Don't know what form that will take, but damn I'm impressed with myself! Resisting that kind of temptation while drinking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:11 a.m. Tuesday, Day 92. Not a bad night, considering how late I ate dinner (10:30).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Okay, here's what I did: I decided my size 24 reward is the $240 worth of new shoes I bought already, and size 22 will be Amazon books. Because I should reach that goal pretty soon, if not already. Then size 20 will be dinner at Cappers, something that probably won't happen for at least a couple months. I'm as far away from fitting into the Measurement Shorts as I was last year of fitting into the Measurement Pants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "According to the numbers, I lost one pound, with 2201 calories left over. That should be about six-tenths of a pound.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I would like to find a good hair stylist that I could stick with, but since I only go every couple years that's hard to find. Maybe if I found one I liked, I would go more often. Whatever.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I should start setting fitness goals for myself, as well as weight-loss goals. Just read that on the Skinny Daily Post (hereafter referred to as SDP). Anyway, that's the key to the metabolism thing, and the key to the maintenance part of the diet -- the \"after\" part. Because I don't want to be dieting the rest of my life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So we toddled on up to Portobello, which is our favorite restaurant, for drinks. And it was fine, but of course there's no live music, and sitting in the restaurant drinking just isn't the same as sitting in the bar drinking. Why?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Can't say I liked the yoga; I can barely do it, so I find myself lying on the floor waiting for her to move on to the next position. So I gave myself low calories for it since I had a lot of idle time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have to introduce some variety. That's why I wanted the library of workout tapes, so I can do a little something different every day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When I look in the mirror I see someone who is somewhat overweight. No big deal. But when I see photos of myself I am stunned by how fat I am. But other people tell me they don't see it as a big deal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now I'm putting the \"thoughts\" part of my journal online. Most of it is very dull stuff, just a chronicle of my day, which is why I say you probably won't find any gems here as on the other web pages. I'm not a gifted writer, but keeping a journal has been absolutely vital to my weight-loss efforts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I took the Dr. Phil test of \"are you an emotional eater?\" and scored VERY high.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A piece of good news: I notice I'm not having that double-boob situation with my bras anymore. You know, when the cup isn't quite big enough and you sort of blob out over the top. Yep, the boobs are always the first to go. Maybe I'll be able to fit into that 2x sport top I bought a couple years ago. THAT would be nice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So guess what it was? It was 240.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And there's one more thing I want to say about people who drive aggressively and rudely: they're cowards. Because it's easy to be rude and aggressive when surrounded by the anonymity and perceived armor of a car. I don't think these people would dare exhibit the same behavior in a different arena, say for instance, the grocery store.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The other thing that bothers me is my face. I have no chin or jaw or neck anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I will get through this week, I will try on the Measurement Pants Monday, and I will find that I've lost more weight. I will continue with the diet and exercise, losing more and more weight, until I am where I want to be.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't do it now, because my goal calories already account for exercise. But I want to start tracking it, to make it part of this effort.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Decided to track my calories for past two days, to see where I stand. I'm estimating large, so my real intake might be as much as 10-15% less than these totals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's not a bad choice nutritionally, but I'll see if I can come up with a more balanced lunch. I've been eating a lot of meat recently (o bacon!).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "12:25 p.m. Well, I did a little of both. Cleaned the studio, and started a draft of the letter. Emailed it to Daisy for input. I'm going to try to do another 30 minutes of glider before I have lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:45 p.m. OK, I psyched myself up for another call and got the machine again. Didn't leave a message. I feel relieved.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My ring has been tighter for a couple weeks now, ever since I did the kitchen floor. I figured my hands were a bit swollen (they were) but surely that should have worn off by now? At least I can still take it off and on, even if it's a bit snug.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It is true, what I have always read, that twilight does not linger in the tropics. Fifteen minutes ago the sun lit the grass in the city hall lawn, like on a late summer afternoon, and now it is nearly dark.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Like, when I can wear the Measurement Pants, can I buy myself something? Or give myself an outing of some sort?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:40 a.m. Monday, Day 29. WELCOME TO MONTH TWO!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "As far as my other goals, I browsed Amazon a little bit for some books, but didn't find much. I'll do it again soon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Then, for further amusement, I just now decided to go try on all the pants in my closet. Here's what I found: I fit into all the size 24 pants with no problem at all (excluding cursed Measurement Pants) AND I ALSO fit into all the 22s.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Taking down the blinds in the bathroom. Dusty!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, when I gave blood, it took forever. My blood was draining really slowly, and the nurse was wiggling the needle around and thumping my arm, and I was squeezing my hand, etc., and it got to be really painful!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I could water it down a little. Nah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I decided to go back and read Day One. What a difference from then. This thing has been hard to do, there's no denying that, but it's sort of funny how trepidatious I was.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So... my long-term goal is to lose 110 pounds. Jeez. Again, that's as much as some people weigh!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also, puttering around like that does count toward burning the calories. I'm really looking forward to the glider.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:51 a.m. Finished an hour workout.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And this of course is why I say I don't overeat: I rarely eat 2746 calories a day, and yet I continue to GAIN weight, not to maintain. Whatever.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I might even be in the two-pounds-per-week range. I think I'd better start abbreviating that as tppw.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think the Measurement Pants are a tiny bit looser today. And also, my face looks different. And thirdly, I'm sick of water. Bleh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Watched a little TV, for some reason. The hotel was playing \"An American in Paris\" nonstop. Also we saw TJ Hooker in French (zut alors!) and a very creepy Japanese horror movie dubbed in French.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's like learning another language. You weren't an evil asshat before you learned it, but it's a useful and desirable thing to do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:18 p.m. Back from the lake. Yep, seems to be two miles around, and I've got my hour's exercise accomplished.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:07 p.m. Done with the wood for today. We didn't get all of it done, there's SO much to do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Uh-uh. Hit the brakes on that one. I was so hungry I wanted to eat forever. But came to my senses and realized, I won't still be hungry after four pieces.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You know, I really love some of the weight-loss web pages. I mean, Poundy, wow that girl is a good writer, no matter what she's writing about. Put Down the Donut, also good. Lose the Buddha, etc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:00 p.m. Excellent news -- got Bucko to work out with me. We traded off five minutes on the glider with five minutes lifting weights. Almost fun.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:18 p.m. I have GREAT numbers this week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In other news, I don't think the seltzer is giving me a headache. Either that or I've become accustomed to it. That's good news, because obviously it's hard for me to drink enough water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I will try to not eat any more tonight, but I might have another glass of wine, and that will of course raise the total. By the way, I'm doing well with the drinking. I resolved to buy nothing but red wine, because I just don't drink it in volume. So far that's holding true.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can see I'll need a scale eventually. Which I don't like. But what the hell, dieting is so fucked up anyway, what's one more little neurosis added on?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It might be that I'm getting saggier because I've lost weight. I don't know, but it sucks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know why white people aren't allowed to be fat. Polynesians are kind of heavy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also I ate the Skinny Cow ice cream sandwich for dessert. Which is not so horrible in itself, it's just that I was NOT hungry at that point and should have skipped it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I decided to have four pieces -- two legs and two thighs -- but didn't realize the plate had five pieces. When I sat down to eat it, I thought \"oh well, then I'll just have five.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We have to replace it, if anyone stepped on it their foot would go through. So had to run down to Marella's (40 minute trip) to get Jaeger's RotoThing tool, chat with them (30 minutes), come home (40 minutes), pick up spare bits and plywood at HomeDepot (20 minutes), come home and fuck around with testing the tool and making tiny baby cuts in the floorboard (1 hour).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I must stop doing that. They were tighter than I remembered last time, but it's not a good scientific system.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm an introverted, too-cynical person, so it's been difficult and very significant for me to adopt a positive attitude about anything. So I can say this has been a life-changing experience so far.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'd rather have chocolate. Which I might do this weekend, by the way. A little one-month celebration.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want a little reward to keep me interested and motivated. The Measurement Pants were a disappointment when I tried them a couple days ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "What a day!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So today, I will do the glider/weights routine. That's killer. And since I'm pressed for time, I can get a good amount of exercise in 20 minutes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yes, that's because through the miracle of web technology, I am able to date entries whatever I want, so I can put up all my previous offline journal entries. Why would anyone want to read them? Hell if I know!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bucko brought home a Wendy's salad for me, and I ate that and then pretty much immediately fell asleep on the sofa. Perfect ending to a picnic-lunch-sit-in-the-sun day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Directed by Mel Brooks, starring Gene Wilder, Marty Feldman, Madeleine Kahn, Teri Garr, Peter Boyle, Cloris Leachman, Gene Hackman, and others. I will state without reservation that this is the funniest movie ever made. If you haven't seen it before, I hope that doesn't set you up for too-high expectations leading to disappointment, but it's the simple truth. Although it's typical Brooks-slapstick, with classic vaudeville elements, it's also a bit more sophisticated than most of his comedies, and the cast works together exceptionally well here. To ensure maximum enjoyment, consider first watching the 1934 \"Bride of Frankenstein.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "LATER. It's 3:24 on Day One. Still good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They're very very good, but I can't quite put them in the same category as the Two Stars. They're just not", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm having a glass of tomato juice and writing in here to keep my mind off. Looking at my chart, I'm only at 543 calories before the juice, so maybe I just haven't eaten enough today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bah. Okay, time to move on. I know what went wrong and will avoid the situation in future. That means that I will eat enough food, I will not starve myself!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "An interesting tip for avoiding eating when hungry: engage in a highly-scented activity, such as polishing your nails or cleaning furniture with lemon-scented oil. Umm, okay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm happy with what I had, without it inspiring greater need. And that is progress for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's a good idea, and I have already used my journal as a reference. Just not at that level.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's pretty much the extent of fresh food in the restaurants. No other vegetables, no carrots, broccoli, zucchini, cauliflower, asparagus, beets, or peas. No beans. No apples, oranges, or pears. Sometimes watermelon, bananas, and grapefruit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "BARN??", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Compiling this list was harder than I expected. Oh, I could probably reel off a hundred books without much effort, but as soon as I began it became apparent how many of the hundred were by the same authors. I could list my favorites of James Michener, Robert Heinlein, Georgette Heyer, and Graham Greene, and be done with it in four authors. That doesn't seem like a really good representation, so I've trimmed multiple mentions to the minimum, including more than one by an author only when it was very notable to me. In a couple instances, I just couldn't decide between a couple books by the same author, and listed them together with a slash between.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I only have 600 left for tppw, and just one of those ribs is over that. Plus drinking night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This is very significant, because I had never told either one of them that I was dieting. They just noticed of their own accord.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:30 p.m. Just got home from the E. G. and I'm SO hungry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "OK, just added up my calories for yesterday. 1920.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:59 a.m. Gross, it is snowing!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Let's discuss that later. For now, what about goals and rewards?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to try really hard to take my \"before\" picture today. Sigh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So far I've handled it pretty well by eating things like celery, pickles, lettuce, but not always. A few times cheese has snuck in there, Ritz crackers, etc.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm also two days away from remeasuring my various parts with the tape measure. Hoping to see progress there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm wondering where it came from, and it occurs to me that probably in earlier eras, when plentiful and nutritious food was harder to come by, maybe fatness was seen as a positive, an asset. Maybe fat people were assumed to be jolly because they were in fact happy. They had attained an enviable degree of material success, and the evidence of it (the weight) was not despised either as a symbol or as itself. What's not to be jolly about?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Still, I don't think I've lost any more weight since about Week 5! Nothing has become any looser since then.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's nothing but weight-loss stories, and they send a lot of messages I don't like. They're forever saying things like \"Tracy wanted a new hairstyle to match her new life,\" and \"Now Rhonda could let her real self shine.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Movies that I consider to be nearly perfect. They're so well acted, or so intense, or so funny, that they shouldn't be missed. They're from different genres, and frequently they", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't remember having a reaction to chocolate like this in the past, it must be from removing it from my diet for so long. I'm not used to it anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I really can't wear it. Hah!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And I can tell you, cheese is not worth it. Over a hundred calories for an ounce!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a rather rich lunch, with the porkloin and all. Delicious though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "p.s. Rent the DVD when you can, and always rent the letter-boxed version. And watch the movie without other distractions. I don't care how good a movie is, if you watch it with commercial interruptions and phone calls and people talking, it's just not going to be the same experience.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My off-the-cuff answer is that it's numbing me, making me not feel inadequate or useless or a loser. It's a happy pill. And face it, I've been pretty miserable for most of my life.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You can eat a MUCH larger volume of food with fresh vegetables, and it's so much more delicious. Of course, I have the time to shop and cook right now, and it's nearly impossible to eat healthy when you're working full time, so I guess there's a place for these things.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3. I must drink more water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Which is good, because it's not like this is ever going to be over. I can't go back to eating as much as I used to.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "How about: when I make the Pants, I buy myself about $50-60 of books on Amazon? THAT I would love.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That is, I know I woke up a few times, but only for a couple seconds. That's phenomenal for me. I'm glad I started tracking how I feel each morning, because hopefully if there's a pattern to my good/bad times, I'll be able to look at the previous day's entry and see if there's anything that might be a factor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need to do this slightly more than four times. Which will take me approximately 14 months. Yikes!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This seems to be an exercise in faith for me. I'm going to simply believe that it's working.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I can live with it, though. Suppose I can lose weight on this amount; for a maintenance diet what if I eat the same, but one day a week I have pizza or dinner out?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am ECSTATIC. There can be absolutely no doubt that I've lost weight. It's irrrefutable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's almost impossible to find, apparently the ideas are mutually exclusive in most people's minds. But I have to credit the NAAFA board, that's where I first heard about Poundy. Someone posted with that very request, and someone else suggested her site.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Damn, I don't want to be clingy, but somehow she's my only friend. Which can't be good, but I like her so much better than anyone else that when I'm with other people I want to be with her. I think she's my boyfriend.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Made some progress on my studio. I got a little sidetracked in that I decided to paint the shelves in the closet, which makes it hard to clean up, because everything on the shelves has to come out of the closet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, suppose I was eating 5000 calories a day, and maintaining my weight. Then I cut by 500 a day for a total of 4500 calories a day. I should then lose a pound a week, even at an outrageous 4500 calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to cook some chicken now, for lunch and for Bucko's burritos, and then I'll have to face the music and deal with work. Yuck. These people are so damned annoying. I want a job where I just do my thing, and people either buy it or don't buy it. Which points to the furniture more than the murals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "With women it's very hard to tell what they're really eating. There's those bird-like little things that have one piece of toast for breakfast and an apple and a string cheese for lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm doing a little minor formatting to the [offline] journal. Adding the date/week in the header.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Here's something else I just realized -- I have to engage in deliberate, healthy snacking. There's no doubt that 5 or 6 small meals is a much healthier, fat-loss-promoting way to eat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:22 p.m. Having pizza tonight!!! Can't wait.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't have to keep eating just because it's good. I mean, chicken isn't THAT good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I decided to try on some houndstooth dress pants that I haven't worn in several months because I could barely barely button them, and guess what -- I can button them. They're still a little tight to wear except with a long shirt, but there is obvious progress. I thought it would be good to have a secondary pair of measurement pants, but they're not going to work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm hungry in the morning, but my taste buds aren't really awake, it's the least important meal to me emotionally. I'm just starting to get tired of soup, so when I go shopping I'll look for some different kinds, and damn the cost.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Unbelievable!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm ready for it to wrap up. Maybe some movies don't introduce enough new plot or action in the last half, so I get impatient for something to happen. But not a major criticism, I'm enjoying it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, one isn't required to fit into a behavior pattern, but being able to willfully and deliberately reject a role is different from never having had the opportunity to try out the role for size. I know my non-girliness as a teenager had EVERYTHING to do with being fat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Am glad to see that I am generally overestimating what my portions are. When I figure I put a tablespoon of butter into something, it's more likely a teaspoon. Good news.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think each of these sizes represents about ten or twelve pounds. And no, I'm not all that clothing-oriented, it's just that I can't think of what else I might want.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Let's just continue with that line of thinking right now and try to make some progress here. Part of it, I think, is that I CAN drink more without it affecting me as it used to. Weight and age are probably the culprits there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm glad to have done it -- it kept me from getting too squirrelly, kept me from snacking, and will compensate somewhat for the drinks and possibly sushi I plan on having tonight. I don't feel nearly so hungry, either. And I want to point out that it's almost 5:00 on a drinking night, and I haven't drank yet. Which is good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The carrots are pretty high in fiber for the calories, so maybe I'll eat those more frequently. Also beans and nuts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Just did another 38 minutes on the glider, bringing my calories burned to 500. Well, counting Cindy Crawford, it's 718 today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In other good news, I am wearing my wedding ring again. Not the original one, but the larger one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a couple three lettuce wraps with hummus and cherry tomatoes. Not bad, but not enough food for sure. I'm going to let it digest a little bit and drink some water, and then I'll see what else to eat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "At least I'm feeling better today. More optimistic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So 213 total. Take off a smoosh for the \"not quite\" three ounces, and you get a nice round 200 cals. That's what I'm going with.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I won't buy into self-loathing. Can a person be seriously interested - and dedicated - to losing weight without hating herself?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Put the chicken and sweet potatoes in the oven and did 30 minutes on the glider. Rubber legs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1. I am being brutally honest with my food intake, and also simply accepting the fact that I will have to eat less to lose weight. In previous attempts, it's not so much that I swept a lot of hidden calories under the carpet, but I really felt I wasn't eating too much, so I wasn't terribly concerned about a few calories here and there falling off the record.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also hungry, so I'm drinking a glass of water to try to push lunch at least until noon. Speaking of water, I have peed at least eight times already this morning. Something I ate or drank yesterday must be causing it. Maybe the actifed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I slept like hell last night (too much wine and salty food) so I am going to be hard put to exercise today. Maybe I'll do the 10 minute increments. I don't think I have the strength to do an hour straight. My eyes are dry and my muscles are burning just from sitting upright.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure that will work, though. If I am able to lose two pounds in a week, it won't even show on me. I suspect I'll have to commit to a month before I see any results, and I'm not sure I can do that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Another third of the sub and the rest of the delicious clam chowder, plus a very small glass of wine. Man, I really need to find something to do this afternoon, or I'll be wanting to snack again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "25 minutes on the glider, and my feet are in agony. These new tennis shoes don't seem to be working out well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've decided to track my total minutes exercising for each week. I'm setting 300 minutes as my minimum goal. I'll total them up on Sundays, because I rarely exercise on weekends. I'm going to count only deliberate exercise, not incidental exercise. When I get back from vacation, I would like to weigh myself at the doctor's and get an official weight; recalculate my BMI and BMR; start counting my BMR calories and subtracting exercise from that figure.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Those are the only two I can get to work -- most of the pages seemed to be linked to some calculator or database that is malfunctioning. I keep getting 54545 as the answer. Seems unlikely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I was watching that woman (country singer?) on Oprah having a trainer and chef figure out her diet plan, and for the first month they just wanted her to start exercising and get her metabolism up before she started dieting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm 43 years old, and I'm tired of waiting for a dream to come true. It's up to me to make this happen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And we were crazy enough to hope we could buy something smaller for LESS money. Not MORE money.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:30 a.m. Just did a stint on the glider and then immediately ate a second breakfast of salmon and snow peas. Which were supposed to be for my lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "On the other hand, and I have several hands to mention here, I'm adjusting pretty well to this amount of food, where it seems almost normal now, so perhaps I will dig up the wherewithal to cut down some more. My other-other hand is that I'm not entirely sure I believe their entries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a little snack of cherry tomatoes. I looked up tomatoes again in the food counts book, and I think I've been overestimating significantly. I'm going to go with 11 calories for ten cherry tomatoes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I feel kind of shaky. Can't drink the water because my stomach hurts. I've started feeling worse in the last few minutes, so I took a Gas-X in case that's the problem. I feel kind of like I want to throw up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I didn't have anything to drink in the evening -- I mixed up a martini, then didn't want it, so Robert drank it. Hoping I will have a good end to my last week of Month Two.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My other observations are that Wal-Mart does not have enough plus size clothing, and that what they do have is ugly. Dress Barn has more, but it's still ugly. Why are the colors different than the regular size clothes? Funk dat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I know that's silly, she's lived 32 years perfectly well without me. It's not that I want her dependent or clingy, I guess it just hurt my feelings (or maybe ego) a little.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:04 a.m. Finished 50 minutes on the glider. Got a higher calorie burn than yesterday; I'm not surprised if I was going faster. Yesterday was hard after the TotalGym.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So many things to do this weekend, I don't know where to start. Bucko's plan is to install the new kitchen faucet, and water the front lawn so the fertilizer can sink in a little. We also need to finish painting the wallpaper border in the office; put up the new border; paint the hallway, downstairs bathroom, and living room wall; paint the trim in ALL the rooms except the kitchen; go grocery shopping; balance the checkbook; get mini pine mcnuggets for the front walk area; arrange delivery of pinestraw for the entire yard; get some sort of edging to go around the mailbox area and also plant something there that might actually survive; drive around and find a new place to live.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The type of food I'm eating has had a big effect on my total calories for the day. Sometimes I eat a fairly large amount of food (volume wise) and I'm surprised that it comes out at 1300 or so calories. It's because the vegetables have so few calories compared to meat, and certainly a lot less than cheese or butter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I sat around eating celery and pickles and drinking wine, which made me too drunk and did not appease the hunger at all, until finally I was smart enough to have a little piece of salmon at 9:30, which of course disrupted my sleep and I stayed up too late, got up too late, and now feel kind of icky. And also stupid.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:30 a.m. Went to sleep pretty early last night. They had turned down the bed, located my robe and laid it across the bed, and put out slippers for us!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The good news is it's supposed to get above freezing tomorrow, so the damage will be limited. They will (should) be able to get the power back on faster than last time.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need to defrost some meat for today. And figure out how to cook that spaghetti squash. That stuff is weird.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Less stress equals better hormone chemistry, which equals less retention of weight. Less stress equals greater ability to stay on a diet and exercise program. When you're super-stressed, it's just too much to add on deprivation and punishment, which is probably how I will always view diet and exercise.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So sadly, we ended up eating a lot of bread and cheese on the trip, and other carbohydrates, because that was the only food available/affordable much of the time. At our last stop on Bora Bora, we tended to eat breakfast at the hotel, where they had a large expensive buffet, so we ate as much as we could so that we could skip lunch and possibly eat a very very small dinner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4:00 a.m. Awake at 4, as always. Had a nice evening eating and drinking on our dock, then walked to the beach to see the stars. Fantastic. Even with the lights from the resort, they were so bright and so many compared to what we can see at home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "(I've been continuously negative about my chances of success, however.) Now I'm looking at it as a challenge, a sort of game: get the most nutritious food in the smallest amount of calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Those women look like Barbies. OK, so The Firm is out.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Who am I lying to? There's no one else involved in this besides me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:11 a.m. Finished an hour of glider, and watched most of Chocolat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't think I'm going to exercise this morning, I don't have time. Well, let me amend that to 10 minutes on the glider, which is better than nothing, but that might be all I get done today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The exercise is a huge part of this, but all I chart and write about is the food. So my journal is not showing everything I am doing for this goal. It's just a way of involving myself with it more thoroughly, and having a positive number to report - where the bigger numbers are better. I hate that about dieting, it's a process of denying oneself something. That's not good psychologically.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also, I have to remember I just tried them on 4 days ago. Somehow I thought it was over the weekend, but looking through my journal, it was on Wednesday. Therefore, Wednesday is now Measurement Pants day, not Sunday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have been able to SQUAT recently. Yesterday when I was leaving the post office, I dropped my keys on the ground. And I just squatted down and picked them up, and kept walking. I was in my car driving away before I realized what I had just done.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:12 a.m. Having myself a little glide. Bucko's working today at the Sheraton, god knows why. I'm a bit at loose ends, not sure what to do with myself. I've got the kitchen as far as I can take it, I can't figure out the dishwasher, so now I'm having a glide while I watch tv.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Day Four. New Year's Day. I'm at the half-way mark of the week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The other six days vary; sometimes I'm higher than I like but still under the goal. It's just that one day I'm over, and so far it seems to be Friday. Hmm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need to get some more stuff into E. G. -- it's better than nothing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Daisy had gone home and changed into casual clothes, so I didn't want to look like a dumbass being overdressed. Had a great time, but ate too much calorie-laden food. We went to Steak and Ale, which of course is very meat-and-potato intensive.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And in other weird news, I had two pieces of bacon for lunch. I wanted to get some bacon to have with our shrimp; one piece used to flavor it, split between the two of us, can't be too bad. And I was surprised that the calories are so low. Well, I thought, this isn't such a bad deal, I'll just have a couple pieces with lunch. That was before I cooked it; after I cooked it I wondered how 1.5 linear inches could possibly use up 80 calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And of course, I don't really know how much I've lost. Maybe it's MORE than 2 pounds a week. How could I tell, really?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Feeling OK this morning. I got up a little early, maybe, but I slept a lot better than the previous night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The shrimp is such a good deal, diet-wise, I wish I could afford more. The best I ever see is $4.99 a pound, which will make two meals for both of us.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We are snowed in for today and possibly tomorrow, so Bucko has been using the computer a lot and it was driving me CRAZY that I couldn't get to my journal. I am seriously dependent on this thing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In fact, I'm probably nearly at the second goal (size 22), depending on which pants I measure by. Next week I want to go to Walmart, and try on 24s and 22s of the jeans I bought recently -- the low riders or whatever they're called.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Like I'm thinking of browsing Barnes and Noble for a magazine I might want to subscribe to, but thinking of how it will take me 25 minutes to get there, so I'm thinking of other \"chores\" I can combine with the trip to make it worthwhile, and all of a sudden it's work and not a treat. Whatever, I will find some nice treat for myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need a project to do. I haven't painted anything in forever, and I'm never happy when I'm not painting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:35 a.m. It's snowing. Hard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well. I have now read all the Skinny Daily Post articles up through today. Which means I don't have a giant backlog available so I can read five or six of them each morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't eat 22 of them. I need to eat about 80.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I know I didn't stumble on the way back up, and there was nothing for me to hold onto while I straightened up. I just did it, and kept on walking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:00 p.m. and I'm still in front of the computer. Waiting for Boss to call me back. I'll give him a few more minutes, but then I'm going to glide some more. No, better idea -- I will glide now, and if he calls I'll stop gliding and talk. Duh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I'm overestimating, so all good there. Bucko is late tonight, and I'm starving, and I'm probably going to have a glass of water now, and then a bloody mary (fewer calories than a martini).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Since I'm not weighing myself, I can't imagine how I'm going to track progress on these terms. But as I've mentioned, one or two pounds isn't going to show up on me anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have chicken in the freezer, and a cauliflower, and that's it for the healthy stuff. Tomorrow we'll be eating crap.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Adding little red hearts when I do something good. Also put my goals/rewards at the top of the document. Which reminds me that I haven't bought my Amazon book rewards yet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Breakfast or lunch, about $26 a person. Dinner, about $40 a person. And up. That's the basic price, not including drinks or desserts or what have you. We had planned to buy food from shops and eat at local restaurants frequently, because we wanted to have a fuller experience than a resort offers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need a break. Having decided that, I have no idea what to do with myself. If I get bored I'll want to eat. But I don't have the energy to start any projects.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I slept okay, but had lots of sad dreams. I feel like I'm not losing weight anymore, and I'm worried about money. Work was supposed to pick up this month, and it hasn't, and now it looks like the bulk of the project will occur while I'm on vacation. We're not broke yet, but it's starting to make me nervous.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:26 a.m. Did 30 minutes on the glider, and five of that with the resistance set at the lowest. Holy cow, I could hardly move my legs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A bad landing at Cincinnati. That is, the pilot did a great job, but there was a lot of wind and he was fighting it the whole way. Bucko shook his hand as we were leaving.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The roads are all good as soon as you get out of the subdivision, so that's my only worry. Should be fine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Managed to work a little harder today. Did stair stepping interspersed with total gym and the little dumbbells.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to wear the small size, but I don't want to be uncomfortable either. But they stretch a lot, so if I wear them for a few hours they might be just right.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:33 p.m. Apparently the worst of the ice storm is yet to hit. Bad news.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think it's right on, because the Calorie Control web page says an hour of brisk walking is 686 calories, and I could believe it if gliding burned a little less, because you don't lift your legs. Hmm. I could also believe it burns more. For now, I will go with what its built-in meter say.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'll have to root around for something even smaller that I might have kept. So exciting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Small late lunch, because of the large morning snack. Still feeling rather unmotivated. I know I should do some more pages for the sample book I'm trying to put together, but not very energetic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:04 a.m. Friday, Day 82. I feel good this morning. I did have some interrupted sleep, but seem to have dealt with it okay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I really want to keep this up. Over the weekend we got lots of exercise doing yard work, so I didn't need to do a specific exercise. I absolutely cannot exercise in front of anyone, even Bucko. Maybe especially Bucko.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Did well with dinner; we got Quiznos and I ate about a third of the sandwich instead of half. Also only half the soup and no chips.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Something that a lot of people do is list a bunch of rewards they get when they reach a certain weight. Should I do that?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My plan right now is to get this damned thing done, send Bucko to the store for provisions (possible snow tonight) while I re-clean and prime the floor. I don't know how much I'll be able to get done today, at a minimum I wanted to have it primed, levelled, and primed, ready for tiling tomorrow. In a best case scenario, we could get enough tile laid tonight to put the stove back in. That would make a huge difference in our living arrangements for the next few days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's what I'm saying about not being able to exercise as hard as I would like. I mean, I can't RUN.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "MONDAY, FIRST DAY OF WEEK TWO!!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It they are brilliant and talented now, they were just as much so when they were fat. Yeah, you can experience a big change by going through the weight loss process -- the discipline, the strength, the entire emotional and physical experience of it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Today I'm going to wear the size 22s jeans around the house, and see how they stretch out. I'm planning on wearing or bringing one pair of jeans with me, and I can't decide between the 24s and the 22s.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Looking over my previous entries, I've been saying the same three -- no, four -- things since the very beginning. They are:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I could shop online, though, and then just pick it up. But what the hell, the shopping part only takes me 20 minutes. It's the 40 minute round trip drive that I don't like. I might decide to go to Harris Teeter, which is slightly closer.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Right now I'm reading the success stories on the Weight Watchers page. Can you believe the change in me?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Have I lost three pounds? Have I lost ten?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Have no idea if Bucko has noticed. He knows we're eating differently, but I've told him it's because HE's too fat, and I think maybe he bought it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know what else to say about it -- I don't think the reasons for drinking are very complicated. You feel bad, it makes you feel better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I measured it on the scale, and my portion was no more than a quarter of an ounce. Big difference.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I look in the mirror some while I'm doing it, to try to maintain form, and I think I strained myself a bit last time, trying to look like those girls. My body is just not going to look the same as theirs when I move, and so I probably forced it too much.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "12:38 p.m. Finished lunch of chicken, leftover mashed potatoes, and beet salad. A little hard to estimate on the beet salad, but the only significant ingredient was the low fat mayo, so I won't stress over it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:43 p.m. Damn good dinner. That eggplant ruled.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm sick of people second-guessing what I do and coming up with suggestions and critiques. It's some kind of fun game to them, and they LOOOOVE playing art critic. (yes, I'm crabby today).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Thank god they came along and gave us more water and orange sherbet. For a few minutes there my heart was beating really fast and I felt awful. Probably just fatigue because I'm okay now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Hoping they'll go better than yesterday, so I end up with good numbers for the week. Yesterday was my worst eating day. Of course it was Drinking Night, which really pushed up the calories, but also I did some snacking on cheese after dinner, something I haven't done since this started.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That I can lose an entire normal bodyweight. God, how did I get to be so fat?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I got up a little late again today. Stayed up too late watching Cast Away (I'll give it a B-) and was a bit restless all night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't want to eat until 12:15, so I have a long way to go. I have discovered an activity that I link with eating in my mind: reading.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My goals for this week are the same as last week - drink 7 glasses of water a day and workout on the SensibleGym twice. Didn't achieve either one last week, so here's hoping this time will go better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yesterday wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it's bad enough. I only have 1600 calories left for today. I don't understand what's gone wrong with me this week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My calculations give me a pound and a half a week, so in this period I should have lost 6 pounds, and I don't think it's been that much. Maybe only 3 or 4 pounds. Well, hell, it's impossible to tell.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "For something that has haunted my past two months, I haven't made enough of a big deal about the fact that I fit into them now. Perfectly comfortably. AND I look good in them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess nothing is going to give me consistent results all the time. Like today I can barely take my ring on and off.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess my appetite may fluctuate, according to what? Hormones, stress, amount of sleep, amount of exercise?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Left the house at 4:15 a.m. Of course it was hard getting up so early, but I'm so excited I can't stand it. Found the Park and Ride without too much trouble. The bus was coming just as we closed the trunk, so we sprinted to the stop and hopped on. Then a dull time in the airport waiting for our flight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also, I think I'm just starting to bloat up a bit. Just a touch...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have never ever been into clothes. Because I've always been fat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yeah, another fat American. Gaaah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Been reading the skinny daily post, and she is stressing the importance of keeping a journal. Well, can't argue with that. But she says to record not only your food and exercise, but your weight and how you feel that day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm hoping to recommit myself to this plan, and recapture some enthusiasm for it. Although my numbers haven't been terrible, I realize I've slacked off quite a bit, in my attitude if not my actual eating. I figure a prolonged binge won't be far behind. No, let me rephrase that, not a \"binge\" but rather several days or even weeks of eating normally.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have a busy morning if I want to get to the museum for the next lecture, so I will have to get through my exercise early. Watching Pirates of the Caribbean, it's great.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If I take the skin off, I can have three drumsticks. Maybe will have cauliflower, not sure. MUST go shopping tomorrow morning, we're on our last legs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "But I don't understand WLS as the solution. If the person's health is in jeopardy, then the stress of a major surgery and then the rapid weight loss is too dangerous to subject them to.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had an apple, that seems to have taken care of it. Doing well with the water too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:08 p.m. Delicious lunch of leftover chicken.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So exercise will be a little late today. I think I will tape Dr. Phil so I have that available in case Ellen is dull. Oh please let the glider arrive soon!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "12:29 p.m. Back from the video store, no problem driving. Also picked up a tile sample at Home Despot. Vinyl tile for the kitchen. Not so good, I think the beige is better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A scale is not able to reliably detect whether I've lost a pound or not. There's too much fluctuation for that to register for real.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "There's plenty of food. Plenty.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If I can show the slightest bit of progress after a week, then I'll be able to stand the next week. And so on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I did little weights yesterday so I'm not going to do it again today, but maybe I will do something besides glide. The Cindy Crawford workout, or belly dance.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So, yesterday. Unbelievable. When I added up my totals, I got 981 calories. Yeah, 981.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A reasonable amount of water. I'm gradually working myself back into this. I really really want to start LOSING weight again, and I doubt I've done that for a couple weeks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The person then can eat very little, and rapid weight loss ensues. My questions are: what happens after the person loses all the weight?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It was so bad, I only did my waist and hips, and then gave up. Which, by the way, ARE THE SAME MEASUREMENT.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And just LOOK at my totals!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, in semi-good news, I finally weighed the pork chops we've been having, and as I suspected, I am WAY overestimating their size. They're only three ounces, barely, not four ounces. So here is my new official chart for the pork chops:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's still hard, but it felt a little more normal and less strained. Maybe I wasn't trying so hard.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I don't think I'll make tppw, but I should be good with oppw. Hee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I will have it for lunch tomorrow. Had sort of a sweet attack after, though, and ate 3 crackers with jelly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:30 p.m. I've been really uncomfortable on this flight. The tail-end of my stomach disorder, if you get my drift, plus my legs and butt ACHE from the sitting and I can't sleep because I am also itchy all over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am impressed with myself. The idea of how bad I would feel about getting behind in my dieting was enough of a deterrent.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Slept AWFUL last night -- no doubt because of the wine. The red kills me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So, how likely is it that they are going to lose weight? Right, zero.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:57 a.m. Monday, Day 105. Slept like hell last night -- woke up for an hour or so and couldn't get back to sleep, felt anxious, and as always too many dreams. Something about working on an irrigation project in an Arabic country, which was kind of interesting, and something else about my having to wait impatiently to climb down a telephone pole on Hillsborough Street because there was this college girl in line ahead of me who was going to do some sort of gymnastic feat on the telephone wire in order to get into Ripley's Believe it or Not, and the event was to be recorded on Etch-a-Sketches, which is partly why it was taking so long.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The first half hour was good, I worked really hard, but dragged the second part. Barely picking up my feet by the last quarter. Also I'm starving.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's six inches. Now, everyone remember that, because in the coming months when I complain about how I'm not fitting into those pants, we will be able to measure the Gap. These are not stretchy pants, so if that gap lessens, then I'm losing weight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also I would like to discuss a weird goal of mine. This is something that will take a couple years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:20 p.m. Getting ready to go out to Cappers. I'm a little disappointed with my numbers today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "As I knew it would, it's taken me most of the day to get it going, and it's quite primitive. If anyone is reading this, you are probably thinking \"But you have entries going back to December...\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So, perhaps I'll base this on clothing size. At the start of this, a month or so ago, I was buying a size 26 pant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm on my third glass of water. Did a whole hour of gliding, and feel pretty good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I haven't eaten something like that for quite a long time either. Anyway, I was very restless and waking up every 30 minutes or so.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:19 p.m. I am SO crabby.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I hate to see those gigantic numbers. But since I'm not weighing myself, it would be good to have some sort of reference. Ugh. Depressing. Gonna go have that martini now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It makes me think of all the \"make it or break it\" deadlines I used to give myself. \"You HAVE TO lose weight before you start Junior High, or your whole life will be ruined.\" \"You MUST lose weight before your wedding or your whole life will be ruined.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They're wonderful frozen, a great texture, and you can eat a buttload of them for very few calories, but good fiber. Also I believe they are chock full o' antioxidants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And, by the way, I wore the Measurement Pants all day today. Yep.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This week I did a LOT of gliding, which is fine, but I am probably losing too much muscle. I need to pay more attention to the exercise part of this equation -- get more variety of exercise. I know I've been saying that for years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "But glad I finally did. Not only is it way under 4000, but I want to continue with my non-lying streak.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bucko's coming home early because of the snow, so we can have a fire and eat the ribs and be cozy. Watched the video of Travis's graduation party from last June, and I'm HORRIFIED at how I look.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Eventually her brain believed it, and she didn't crave them anymore. Then she did the same thing with sugar and white flour. I'm not sure I want to go that route! On the other hand, there's really nothing positive to be said about potato chips, and if you're hovering on the edge of diabetes, have a serious junk food habit, and need to lose weight, then I guess potato chips are pretty evil.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not only am I anxious to see it done, I want my kitchen back. I can't go another day eating fast food. Even that Wendy's salad was a bit of a problem.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's just been driving me this week, I really really want to sit down and eat a LOT. In one sitting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I dunno, it just didn't engage me. I'd like to go back some time when they're doing drama.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I'm looking to lose 110 pounds, maybe 125 pounds. That sounds so crazy!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think my body looks a bit different. Unfortunately, not in a good way, which is what tells me I need to lift weights more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had two aspirin before bed last night, and two more around 4 a.m., and they didn't put a dent in it. Two more after breakfast today, and now it's down to tolerable.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I keep trying to remember if I didn't eat more than that, but I can't think of anything. Excellent. Also managed another 10 minutes on the glider in the afternoon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Saturday, Day Six. Can you believe it?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:53 a.m. Ha ha, the power is still on. I've got everything done except the cooking, which is in progress.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:58 a.m. Did 20 minutes of Cindy Crawford, and then 10 minutes of glider. That's all I could manage!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "5:00 p.m. We planned on more snorkeling when we got back to Te Tiare, but saw that my back is far too sunburned. Damn! Now we're relaxing on the deck while the beer gets cold. The fridge isn't all that frigid. My feet are doing much better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yesterday had much better numbers. I'm thrilled to be below 2k !", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have some thoughts about it that I will get to later. It's pretty good, but apparently I have some sort of limited attention span, or movies tend to get dull and meandering about 3/4 of the way through.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So my point is, if my current \"diet\" calories per day is higher than the standard, it shouldn't make any difference so long as it's 500 calories less than the amount I was eating to maintain my weight. And it damn sure is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "At least, I know I LOOK as fat to other people, but they don't seem to treat me like I'm fat. I don't ACT fat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's a bit difficult, because it's fairly high in calories, so I'll just have to work with portion control. Make a lot of side vegetables with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I wanted to limit this to fiction, to novel-length writing, and that also threw me for a loop a few times. I realized I couldn't include Walden or Up From Slavery. Likewise O'Henry, Tillie Olsen, and Truman Capote, whose writings are short stories -- at least, of those I've read. I love Tolstoy's short stories, but couldn't make it through War and Peace if you paid me, so he's out. I've allowed it in a few instances (Kipling, Bradbury) when the collection has a common theme or thread that unifies the stories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not a good one, I don't have enough energy today. Perhaps from how little I ate yesterday!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have a GIANT bruise on my arm this morning. A little souvenir.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know if that's true, that a person would need extra food or rest, but I'm going to allow myself the excuse and treat it as a legitimate reason. And, I didn't have some kind of major pig-out yesterday, it's still a normal amount of food to eat, it's just not within my goal numbers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I really don't know how to count that, the coffee itself has no calories, but she put a shot of liquor in it, and some whipped cream on top. But the whipped cream was from a can, so it has a lot of air in it. So, whatever, I made a blind guess.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:02 p.m. Delicious dinner of shrimp salad and steak fries. Drank my quota of water for the first time!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm obviously retaining water today, my face is all puffy, and it's 2-3 days into my period, not the right time for that. Also I want to note that sanding the floor was a significant amount of exercise. Sure, it was all upper body, but I was sweating and my heart rate was up. So it counts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now it's a matter of finessing the 1/4\" top layer -- a lot of sanding and chiseling to make it level with the existing floor. Oh, we're so close, so close.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Although - I have to admit this hasn't been too bad. A couple days where it really grinds, but for the most part I am eating plenty of good food, and starting to adapt to this as \"normal.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I went out with Daisy yesterday and ate a salad. Didn't get the greasy appetizer, wasn't even tempted. That's progress, I just reread my previous entry about going to the same place with her and it was a major victory for me that I didn't eat all the greasy appetizer nor all the salad. And it WAS a major victory, it's just great that now I can handle that kind of thing without problem.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I almost feel like I'm not doing enough, because really I've had good meals and little hunger. It doesn't feel like a \"diet.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:33 p.m. Home from the wine tasting. The vineyard wasn't notable, but we bought two cheap bottles from the general stock. Not much in the house to eat, I guess I'd better shop soon, or cook so we have leftovers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm setting up my [offline] chart to start tracking exercise. Whenever I figure out my basal metabolism, then I'll start subtracting my exercise from it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Just finished giant lunch of pork rib and black bean salad. Heaven.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I got some of the office sorted out and packed up. We just have too damned much stuff. I mean, dammit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "George R. R. Martin", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure I'm going to the art museum today. I kind of don't feel like it, even after being cooped up in the house so long.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:51 a.m. 40 minutes. Can I stand another 20?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Then it will be Monday, and Bucko will go back to work, and we'll have stuff strewn all over the house and no moldings or baseboards in the kitchen. See, home improvement projects ARE fun.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So that was okay, I had potatoes and cauliflower with it, and it let me have only the one useless piece of pizza at the game. And I completely resisted the free ice cream. The game turned out to be quite fun and I'm glad we went. We had quite a little walk from the car to the stadium, and I loved it!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Perhaps tomorrow I will start doing that from the beginning, the alternating. Also I am carrying the timer with me. I'm on my third glass of water. Yay. Today, I am going to clean up my \"studio.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It makes me a little nervous to not do an hour of gliding, but I can't manage it after weights. And I can't ignore that it's important I do weight training.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am 2,511 calories over the goal for tppw. Therefore, I should have lost one pound, with 989 calories left over, which in a laboratory setting would equal another .28 of a pound.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's bad. But I caught myself, and managed to put the food back (it's really hard to set down food once you've picked it up and especially if you've had a bite). A narrow escape.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We went out at 11:30 ish, so I brought along a tomato and an apple, so I wouldn't be tempted to eat a fast-food lunch. Or even a restaurant lunch for that matter, because that's going to be pretty big calories. And I'll be damned if I'm going to pay a restaurant price for a green salad, I can make that at home.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Here is a post about Syndrome X and PCOS. http://skinnydaily.blogspot.com/2003_03_19_skinnydaily_archive.html", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, I was thrilled to see that I fit into all 22s, and they were slightly large. Not large enough to go down to a 20, but still. Man, I can't wait until I get to 18. That will be a major milestone, to be in the teens.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't understand much of the French at all, not a good omen. Had several glasses of wine, along with the quite good dinner it's done wonders to revive my spirits. Bucko also is much happier. The flight attendants are dressed in pretty, brightly colored dresses, and they are curvalicious and beautiful.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am going to miss writing in here. Hopefully I'll be too busy having fun to think much about it. Bye bye journal, hello Tahiti!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bucko brought home a Wendy's salad for me, AND french fries. I ate FOUR fries.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess this was the Blade Runner of its day -- it's useful to watch with your finger on the rewind button. It's a suspense/mystery story by Dashiell Hammett, and the plot can be understood on several levels.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "For instance, I haven't touched butter once since then. I haven't eaten any ice cream or Goodberry's.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Although, here is some good news: yesterday I thought the Measurement Shorts were about a quarter-inch or half-inch closer to buttoning. So that should also lay to rest my doubts about whether I am still losing weight. I am, just slowly. And not where I want it the most, around my waist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The cheese is gone, the ice cream sandwiches, that kind of stuff. The tortilla chips are still here, but that's not a major temptation to me. After watching Chocolat today, I could definitely go for some good quality chocolate!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I hope after a good night's sleep tonight I will feel more energetic tomorrow. I did my Monday measurements today, since I was traveling on Monday, and the results are erratic. Gain in some places, loss in others. Phooey.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can get them on Amazon for $7, but I'd rather buy a used one for $3 and no shipping. Although - Lucy's is pretty much all romances these days, which is why I started shopping at Amazon in the first place. I got tired of waiting and hoping for something good to come in. So we'll see.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I have to blame the chocolate; I haven't eaten anything else unusual today or yesterday. Boy!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I would like to belly dance in public. Professionally, I mean, like at a restaurant, or along those lines. I guess more than just once, but it doesn't have to be a career. But I'd like to a) learn to belly dance well enough to do it, and b) lose enough weight to feel okay doing it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "However, I am glad that my numbers weren't too bad yesterday. I decided to eat the rib after all. It's okay to eat it for dinner, after all that's what I had for dinner two days ago, I just didn't want to eat it in a weird emotional storm.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm really happy about how much weight I've lost. Just the fact that I've lost ANY at all is miraculous to me, but at the same time I'm a bit depressed about how long it's taking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:22 p.m. I have been in a two-hour conference call and I am exhausted! And cold and hungry.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2. I need to reward myself for my efforts.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Some leftover peas and corn. Nothing exciting, but it's only 2 p.m. and I'm up to 857 calories already. Grr.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'd much rather just have a candy bar. So anyway, I was apparently reaching for that rib to have a pleasant experience to counteract the unpleasant one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:39 p.m. Yay, I managed to do a little glider. It was hard to get motivated, but thinking about how I look in those photos helped. I don't like the self-loathing implied there, but at least I don't feel desperate or sickened. I think it was just a cause-and-effect reaction: I saw that I am too fat, so I exercised. I'm also eating well and drinking water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:09 p.m. Hah! Unbelievably, I managed a mere 1240 calories today, for a week's total of 12,254!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That will cut another 400 to 1000 calories from my weekly total. I like the way I'm treating this as an exact science, even though I don't actually know a) how much I weigh, b) how many calories I used to eat, c) how many calories I should eat, d) how many calories I'm burning in exercise, and e) my ass from a hole in the ground.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, okay, it's presumptuous of me to make the comparison, since I've only just started losing weight and no one has declared me funny or likable. But I completely understand where Frances is coming from, as described by Ju-Ju. I don't use the cynical humor as a defense, as pop-psychology would insist.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I remembered a carrot from yesterday, and had to go put it into the chart. Only 30 calories, but still, I don't like how my numbers crept up yesterday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "OK. 60 minutes. I'm beat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The eggs aren't as bad as I thought they would be, so that will be a treat -- haven't had eggs since Christmas. I'm hoping to leave room for one or two drinks, we'll see.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If there's a choice of salad bar or genuine Polynesian pig roast for dinner, I'll take the pig roast. And I'm going to try to walk every day. Deliberate walking, not the meandering through town type.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When we got back to the dock, the hotel boat was broken, and we had to wait for them to arrange another. As with all the towns so far, the waterfront at night is filled with kids goofing around and riding bikes. The boat arrived in about 20 or 30 minutes. It was tiny, but very fast.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I restrained myself heavily with the stir fry. No more pasta, ever. Never.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Scarcity increases value. So when I could drink only a couple times a week, I overdrank. I dunno, it's some kind of weird mental thing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I had a really hard time not snacking yesterday. Look how high my calories are, for a non-drinking day. I even ate pretzels. Fortunately, I just took a very small handful out of the bag, put the bag away, then sat down to eat them. I think it's 90% boredom and maybe 10% undereating (considering all the exercise).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4:47 p.m. Got in another 36 minutes and 200 calories on the glider. Yay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I write about the dieting more because I hate it more. And it lasts all day long, every day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I might put a can of tomatoes in the bean salad, but I drained the liquid out. So how much of a can is left?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "There's enough ribs left for another meal, I have 2/3 of a quiznoids sandwich, there's a large package of chicken drumsticks, and we have a TON of frozen vegetables. Also several veggie burritos I made last week for Bucko's lunch.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Just remember this, to tide you along: today you pulled your pants all the way down without unbuttoning them. Yes.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure about the seltzer water. I don't have a headache today, but I had a bit of one late last night. Of course, that could have been the wine!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't sleep on my back, because my throat closes and I can't breath. I haven't been able to sleep on my stomach for a long time, because it hurts. Presumably putting too much pressure on something. I wake up with my neck, shoulders, and upper back burning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Have to be chill about that. There's plenty of food in the world, and I'm going to have delicious meals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm not keen on Asheville, the one table I have up there hasn't sold. Not to mention the prices are quite low.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4:50 p.m. It's also a day for throwing in the towel at the appropriate moment, getting dressed in my jammies, starting a fire in the fireplace, and drinking wine until Bucko comes home, when he will fill my head with unwanted but unavoidable details about edit systems, firewires, and so on. How cozy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Right now I'm at 1390 calories. That's very good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "All water, no chicken, soggy white rice. Bah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We have a winter storm warning today AND tomorrow. This has been the worst winter since we've lived here. We've had a couple bigger storms, but never so MANY storms.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My whole body is sore, and my knees in particular are suffering. Not just from the getting up and down, but the kneeling on them. Also my wrists and fingers, from cutting and holding myself up on one hand while kneeling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to drink 80 ounces a day. That's ten eight-ounce glasses.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:38 Finished out the hour. My legs are like jelly. Or possibly pudding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know what happened, but suddenly I was RAVENOUS. Not like peckish or bored-hungry, but seriously starved and drained of energy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I haven't seen them for a while, so they could see the big change in me. Which, by the way, so can I, because we looked at some video Bucko shot back in November, and I couldn't BELIEVE how fat I was. OH. MY. GOD.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Has anyone noticed how obsessed I am with Daisy? I know, it's no big secret, she's totally my boyfriend. Or possibly girlfriend. (No, I'm just kidding, we're both straight.)", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In other positive news, the kitchen is almost back together. We had an issue with the refrigerator water line leaking, so that delayed us a bit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And today we are loading the truck and hauling our crap to the dump, so I'll be doing it on 4 hours of sleep. Bah!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:18 a.m. Okay, I am just killing time until Daisy calls. I decided to get dressed up, since she's probably in her interview clothes, and I found that the Flintstones Dress is too big.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The thing is, when you're dieting and exercising to lose weight, you have to be really focused and establish strong habits. You can't let yourself off the hook, you have to make sure you don't allow any exceptions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's what a driver's license is. I have the RIGHT to expect you to behave within those constraints, and thus predictably, for my own safety. I have NOT made an exception for you, no matter how \"good\" a driver you think you are.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:20 a.m. I finally did some SensibleGym!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bucko is upstairs working out, and I am so happy. Not only do I get to use the Mac, but I am thrilled he is exercising. As fat as I am, I'm starting to be more concerned about his health. He is just so sedentary.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Here's an exercise from the SDP that I'm going to do, only rephrase it in the positive: she says to list all the things you can't/won't do because of your weight. As a motivator to stay on plan. Only I'm going to list the things I'll be able to do when I lose weight. Which might also inspire me to do some of them now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Five pounds in two weeks, yes I can handle that. That's a livable rate, enough progress to keep me motivated. Two pounds? Eh. That's the size of a large bowel movement.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Today we have to take the truck back, sometime before noon. If we are smart, we will stop at the grocery store also, because we're a little low on food.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The floor is levelled, so now I have to scrape off the ridges and prime it again. That will take 2-3 hours. Then I can start laying tile.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to buy the rest of the tiles today, but I'm not sure if I will finish the job. My hands are the most sore, I doubt I can work the utility knife well enough.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I wish I knew what caused it. There wasn't any change in my life or lifestyle that I could attribute it to, I supposed it was just some sort of random hormonal fluctuation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It was 68 calories, not a huge amount. I also want to make sure I lift weights more often this month.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And now for some bad news: we just got a Stop Work on that CoM project. The one I was counting on for some hours this month. That means another month with no paycheck, and our vacation coming up, which means that's the end of our nest egg.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to finish my glass of water, then go make myself a delicious martini, and sit down and enjoy it without guilt. And then I really really need a shower. Can I start subtracting my exercise calories from those I ate?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I emailed it to Daisy, in case she has time to look at it, and I will send it out whenever the weather is better (no mail). I really want him to get \"first crack\" at my stuff before I end up taking it to the E. G. That 50-50 split is not going to work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've committed to doing this dieting thing for two months. And I'm concerned that eight weeks of effort is only going to get me a small weight loss, like five or six pounds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I suspect I am overestimating the pork chops, because they are quite small, but then again, probably I miss a few other calories here and there, so perhaps it all evens out. Anyway, I don't like to be this far in my calories when I'm having a major snack-desiring day. Must drink a LOT of water!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:34 a.m. Little snack of carrot and pistachios. Also made some hummus. Not sure what a serving would be. I'm thinking about three tablespoons, which is sufficient for a sandwich or to dip carrots in. So I'll estimate that as about 1.5 ounces:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:47 p.m. Wow. For some reason I really pigged out at dinner. Ate about twice as much as I intended, and I'm really full.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Without the delicious texture of the almonds, cheap chocolate tastes pretty crappy. Not that it stopped me from eating it. But next time, whenever next time is, I'd be better off to buy a good quality Lindt or Tobler or something, and have Bucko bring me back 2 ounces a week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've put these in two groups, but they're all worth watching. Where it was convenient to do so, I've listed some dates and actors and such, but haven't invested the time to do it really thoroughly -- IMDB does it better than I can. And I'm not writing giant reviews or analyses, just a sentence or two about why I like it. Maybe give you some ideas for the next time you're trying to pick something out at Blockbuster.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And did I mention it's snowing? AGAIN.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have to do some work today (feh) but I hope to work in another 15 minutes of glider. We'll see, that might not be realistic.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:33 a.m. So far so good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Feel okay today, considering I had red wine and wasabi peas last night. Took half an actifed and half a melatonin so I would sleep better, and I think it worked. It was a little hard getting up, but I feel fine now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It cost three dollars, and all I had was quarters. So I started feeding them into Number 5, my spot. And for some bizarre reason, probably because my brain was all the way filled up with the logistics of driving someplace by myself, I didn't seem to think it was necessary to make sure I put in the exact three dollars. I just put in SOME amount, which could have been three dollars, but might just as easily have been $1.75.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "One thing I am not sad to leave is the constant attention. I guess some people love that, but it's driving me crazy to have all this chair holding and napkin fluffing. Maybe it's more noticeable because the hotel is so empty, they don't have anything to do except wait on us.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I feel pretty good today. Had a solid eight hours sleep. Took an actifed last night to counter the effects of Daisy's cats, and of course that always makes me sleep.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:09 p.m. I made new sugar this afternoon and sugared my legs. I tried Marella's suggestion of spreading it on the cloth, not on my skin, and it worked pretty well. Next time, I will try spreading it while hotter (and thinner), letting it cool a bit and then putting it on my legs.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also I see I have room for one or two glasses of wine, which would be nice. Overall a pretty good day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:25 a.m. Put in another 15 minutes, I think that's all I can handle today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:43 a.m. Did a few minutes of lifting small weights before gliding. whoo hoo! 55 minutes on the glider, not bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Romantic comedy about a female impersonator. This movie is FUNNY, warm, and beautifully crafted. The Art Deco furnishings are to die for. The story is great, the singing/dancing numbers are fantastic (and I do not like musicals), the characters are wonderful, from the major players to the tiniest two-minute roles -- even Alex Karras is good in this movie, and Leslie Ann Warren is nothing short of brilliant in an important supporting role. I love to watch this movie when I'm feeling blue, because it always makes me feel cozy and happy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I filled out my chart before I ate dinner, with approximations of amount that I could finalize after the meal. But I hadn't taken into account the gorgonzola sauce or the black bean salad, and definitely not the drinks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "What a good boy. However, as soon as he left, I was on the verge of crying again, so I left as soon as I could, and sat in my car for a while.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:31 a.m. Sunday, Day 90. Feeling good today. I pretty much slept right through.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's something that usually happens when I GAIN weight. Why is it happening now?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:37 a.m. Wednesday morning. Feeling pretty good, considering I am about four hours short on sleep. I'm trying to get back on normal schedule after all the travel and time difference.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I ALMOST ate the little bag of chips. Took it out of the pantry and looked at the label -- 260 calories. Not a good deal. Impressed that I was able to resist. I guess I'm going to make chicken for dinner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Need to eat more vegetables. Now look at Tuesday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Making my own southwestern chicken soup this afternoon. There are five of my standard bowls in the whole batch, so that would be, per serving: 1 bowl homemade soup:\t171\tcalories; 9 grams protein;\t129.4\tcarbs; 2.9\tfat; 4.4 fiber.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I'm still feeling a bit squirrely, since I'm writing a bunch of nothing in here. Still nervous about not having lost any weight. I'm so scared that I CAN'T lose weight. I understand I have to be patient, that it will take a while to be measurable, but I really need some kind of proof, something to keep me going.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:42 a.m. Tick tick tick.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Snorkeling is PERFECT. It's the most wonderful thing I've ever done. It's indescribable, so I won't even try. Now we will walk to the restaurant to have a drink while waiting for the next boat into town.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I just realized there's only 15 days left in my Two Month trial period. Now that I've had a taste of the scale at Daisy's, I wish I knew my exact starting weight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "She was very doubtful when I told her. So perhaps I don't seem as fat to other people as to myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:26 p.m. Just did 32 minutes of the belly dance tape. Which is only halfway through, but that's about what I could handle. Not just because it's hard, also it's complicated -- the steps become difficult at that point. Anyway, got a hell of a workout. My stomach is killing me!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I would like to say that I LOVE Johnny Depp. I love his roles, too. They're always a bit outre.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:48 p.m. No, homeowner projects are NOT fun. We found an area of completely rotten floorboard. It's like dust.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The exceptions have become the rule. So weight loss or not, it's time to be eating higher quality food.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now I'm going to get a nice book from upstairs, assuming I can get up the stairs, and sit with frozen peas on my knees. Ah, I am a poet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't even imagine doing something like that. At my fittest, I would never have attempted it. On the other hand, I don't know when my \"fittest\" was.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm deliberately creating in myself the same eating disorder that other people spend years of therapy trying to remove. Gah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's like there must be some government grant money that came out this year. Well, more likely it's different networks trying to cash in on the success of Dr. Phil's whatever program. I just don't like the overemphasis.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I'm not going to be too hard on myself; you need fuel to do that kind of physical activity. Muffins aren't the best choice of fuel, but that's what's available in the supermarket at 8 in the morning. So, I'll \"forgive\" myself and move on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "No headache, which doesn't bode well for the seltzer water. That is so damned disappointing, because I really like that stuff and it helps me drink enough water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Tomorrow I'll look in the Netzer book. So far it's looking good even considering the rib, because I haven't snacked on anything today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "For some reason, when I woke up today I immediately walked into the closet, in a hypnotized-robot-like trance, before I even peed or anything, and tried on the Measurement Shorts. I pulled them on, zipped 'em up, buttoned 'em. Just like that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Daisy asked me that, and I wasn't sure I had an answer. I realize it's several things, in no particular order:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So run out to the video store right now! I just can't wait until you've seen these!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My pants almost fell off me yesterday. As in, almost slid down my stomach, past my hips and butt, and onto the floor.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Am I simply not eating enough, and my body is very strongly urging me to have some food? And if so, which of us is right, me or the body?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "DIYGlobalSolutions tells me 2101. The Calorie Control Council says 2796.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've been writing in it continuously since 7:16 this morning (it's now 8:43) with only tiny breaks to eat my soup and pee. And surf weight-loss sites.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "OK, I'm going to have vodka and soda. One of those is 65 calories, so I can afford to drink a couple.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So this week, I want to do two things. One, get on the ball with the water drinking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And that's what we did, but it was still very expensive (dinner about $25 each) in restaurants, and there was not much variety in the food. Grilled fish, beef, or chicken. French fries. Bread and butter.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Tuna, catfish, and shrimp. Also more chicken, of course, and tons of vegetables, fresh, frozen, and canned. I am still craving sweets; it was very difficult to pass them up at the grocery store. Haven't had anything sweet for two weeks, why is it hitting me", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It hardly ever snows here, and every single time I end up having to go out in it. Today, gonna stay home and be cozy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "But when you're a fat girl, it comes with the territory. You develop the attitude as a REACTION to rejection, not a preventor of rejection. And I understand the idea of not knowing how to act like a girl.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:27 p.m. It's really weird not working out today. I didn't do the yoga, and it's made me feel a bit rootless all day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Which is apparently the healthier way to eat, anyway. You don't feel deprived because you're eating frequently, and the small meals eaten often keep your metabolism up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We ordered a shrimp and cheese dip with croutons or whatever, and it was DELICIOUS and I only ate 4 pieces of bread. We left half of it on the plate. Oh my god, I can't believe I did that. Because it was filled with delicious greasy rich goodness and I wanted to eat it ALL.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When I started this, I was very rigid about how much I ate, and I drank a lot of water to push away hunger and bored-stomach. Then I added a little more food, because I didn't want to starve myself and slow down my metabolism, so I started having an apple in the morning, and a little something in the afternoon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm looking back over my previous entries, and I see that I didn't notice any change until Day Ten. That's when I felt pretty sure I had lost some weight, because of the Measurement Pants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, I WANTED Pringles and Crunch 'n Munch, but I just couldn't stand the idea of eating 600 calories in one little snack. So I got a WW dinner, and had just a FEW of the delicious taquitos and ginger snaps.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I haven't tried them in a long time, and I figured I gained a bit over the holidays. Well, I figured WRONG.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4:06 p.m. Weirdly, I'm thinking about Bob Hope's passing, and it makes me quite sad. It's the passing of an era, the greatest era of American history.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I feel really crappy this morning. Could barely get up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Maybe I'll just be the anomaly. Maybe I'll be the person whose weight loss speeds up as they get going, instead of plateauing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Drinking my sodium-free seltzer water, which is rather filling, or perhaps bloating is the right word. Whatever, as long as it keeps my mind off eating.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So anyway, I'm feeling pretty good, but I must say I want a further proof of weight loss. The Measurement Pants are too tricksy; I can't rely on them to be consistent. The ring is not bad, but I want more. I want to know that I am CONTINUING to lose weight.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, the first thing I see here is that I'm doing quite well. Secondly, the caloric cost of alcohol is too high.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I set the timer for an hour, and drank every time. Plus extra when I was exercising. Enough!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't have a huge amount of hours on that, but I think I ought to get maybe another 40 or 50 over the next month. That's a lot more than recently, so that's good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:54 a.m. 50 minutes on the glider, and 415 calories. Watched half of Blue Crush. Not a bad movie - great music, great surfing shots.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Speaking of which, I have no idea what my employment status is. There's a rumor the office will be closed down this year.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't list everything individually, I combine the total ingredients into the calories for a serving. That doesn't mean I'm not doing it carefully and thoroughly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:49 a.m. Okay, I'm filling out an application to University Temp Services. Let's keep our fingers crossed. I don't think I can get it sent today; I'm waiting for replies from a few people about whether I can use them as references. So hopefully tomorrow morning I can fax it in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Because I still came in under oppw, and besides I had already decided that it was good to mix up the days. High, low, etc. So I'm doing my usual daily reading of wl blogs, and that helps.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I admit up front that I don't know enough detail about WLS to have an informed opinion about it. But I have a bunch of questions.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:30 p.m. Got in another few minutes gliding with the Bucko. Now I'm starving. I bought chicken wings, which I hope will satisfy my desire for succulent greasy food. I think so.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1944. Directed by Howard Hawks, starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Once you've gotten to the acceptance part, you don't have to keep fighting the initial battle every day. During the denial, anger, and beginning of acceptance, it really is the same fight every day, over and over, and that must be where most people drop it. Because you just get so damned sick of dealing with it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to avoid it today, and see how my head is tonight. If no headache, then I'll drink it again tomorrow and see if headache reappears.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I realized I need to be good and hydrated first, or it will be much less effective at burning calories. However, now my stomach is all full of water and I must wait a little while before I can exercise, and this is a day I need to get going early. Oh well, I will let everything else suffer and make sure I do my exercise well. Planning on watching Pirates of the Carribean while I glide. I don't have anything ready on tape.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not just the lettuce, but the shrimp were a bargain too. 15 shrimp, 83 calories. That sounds too small, I'm going to check the book again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Haven't eaten since lunch -- I wasn't hungry for my afternoon snack. I'm treating myself to a glass of wine (thinned with seltzer).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not bored-hungry, but stomach-hurt, might-vomit, can't-keep-my-body-warm hungry. And it was delicious.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I imagine I'll be fine by next week. In good news, we're hearing that the CoM project should start up again any day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1. I want and need a valid indicator of progress.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And of course that didn't work, because of course I was HUNGRY in the evening. Duh. Just because something has a lot of calories doesn't mean it's filling.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:00 a.m. Ate breakfast in the hotel, a buffet. We ate a lot because we don't anticipate having lunch what with the travel schedule. Must leave the hotel at 10 a.m. for the 11:50 flight to Bora Bora. Just learned the \"B\" is pronounced somewhat like", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That means I'm at 10,032 before eating anything Sunday, which means I still have almost 3,000 calories left just for today (for oppw). I'm over tppw by 911 calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So far so good. It's 1:22 p.m. of Day One, and so far have kept to the plan. Yep. Got several hours under my belt here.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's the first football game I've watched in probably 20 years. Not bad, it was actually interesting. I think it's because the photography is so much better. You can really see what happens, and the replays are great. I suppose regular games don't have so many cameras working, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't wear them anymore. Hee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Although I'm still sort of waiting for the axe to fall, because I figure it takes a little while for the effects of diet to show up, and I might still have an increase over the next week or so. Hope not, but I will TRY not to freak out if I do.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It occurred to me maybe I'm retaining water or whatever. Sure enough, consulting the calendar I saw that I'm 2-7 days before my period, so probably I am a little bloated, as well as possibly a little cranky.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:57 a.m. We've got the kitchen emptied out, and Bucko has gone upstairs to get dressed before we move the stove and frig. So it's going a little better than I expected, but slowly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The sun is out today, and that will make all the difference in my mood. Much happier. I hope I can keep myself busy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You'd think I could notice a big difference with ten pounds, but honestly that doesn't show up much on me. So who knows.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And as always with dieting, I don't think my numbers are good. Yes, in theory they're correct, but I don't think I will lose weight on 1300 calories, I think I would have to eat 800 calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "that is delicious and satisfying. Yeah, that'll be easy to find.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:29 p.m. I finally have a blog up and running!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't know what fancy hotels in the States do, because I've never been to one, but I highly recommend this check-in procedure. It makes you feel important! Although I suppose there's so many people coming in and out of a hotel lobby in the States that they don't know who's a checking-in guest and who's not. At these resorts, you can't even get there without their boat, so they know who you are.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had breakfast at the hotel. The buffet was in the little open air restaurant by the pool, not sure why they changed the location. Nice but not enough breeze. Today we may spend by the pool drinking and relaxing. Although I didn't sleep well last night, I am feeling considerably improved today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a lovely lunch of two stuffed zucchini halves and an ounce of cheese. How do I know it was an ounce, you ask? Because I weighed it on the postage scale. Hee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, I realized that there's still two pieces of chicken left and broccoli, and I can get something else cooked this afternoon so I'll have leftovers available again. And I can go to the store today and get more vegetables or shrimp or whatnot.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a delicious dinner on the flight. I resisted the salad dressing, the bread and butter, and had only half the chocolate cake they served for dessert. All the announcements are in French, then English, and then only as we got close to Tahiti, in Polynesian.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You know what this means. This means that I HAVE LOST WEIGHT.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't tell if they're going to feel better when they're broken in a little. Whatever, I'm going to have to put on my old shoes to finish gliding -- I can't do any more with this going on.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So yesterday wasn't too bad, I came in pretty low. Good, to help balance Tuesday. I'm glad I decided on that high-low pattern, because now when I have a large day I don't feel so horrible, I just think \"have a low day to balance it.\" Today is the lecture on abstract art, and we might have snow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Good thinking. We're planning on grocery shopping this morning, and I'm all into that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They were delicious. I suppose I should feel guilty or something, but I don't.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm taping the Dr. Phil show so I can have it around for another day when there's nothing good on. Will probably exercise to Ellen today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I feel very unmotivated today, very aimless. Probably because I haven't worked in so long.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'd better cook a bunch of food today, because we'll almost certainly lose power. Grrr.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Feeling pretty good today. Slept well last night, that makes a big difference.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'll have more muscle. Lower body fat. And WAY more confidence.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, I am THRILLED to lose weight on my boobs, but I don't see them as the culprit that my gigantic stomach is. So anyway, first I thought the bra had just gotten a bit stretchy from old elastic, but no, the others are fitting the same way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In other news, I am finished painting the closet. The paint really wants a couple days to harden, so hopefully I will be patient enough to let it sit tomorrow, and put everything away Thursday. It could happen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm 100% sure this is entirely weather-based, because it's grey and cold and drizzly today, but I suddenly feel depressed and overwhelmed. There's so many things to do I can't pick one, and I feel like I will a) never get the house in shape to sell it, b) never again earn a paycheck, and c) never sell a single piece of furniture or paint a mural again for the rest of my life ever. Ever ever ever. Nevereverever.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:39 a.m. Just did twenty minutes of the Cindy Crawford video and it KILLED me. I don't know how I used to get through that thing. It's miserable. I'm going to glide for 15 minutes or so now, make sure I burn some calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Maybe I can do this the smart way, taking advantage of everyone else's experience, and vary my exercise and calories from the beginning. Almost the beginning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm hoping that we're saving some money by eating at home, even though we're eating high quality food. Because it's not cheap!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Once again, too much wine. That was my highest day of calories so far.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "However, I did another 200 calories on the glider, so that will help to compensate. Because I would like to have a little salad or something later, which will probably push me over 1800 calories for the day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Every time I gain a little, which I notice by my clothes not fitting, I think \"oh great, there's ANOTHER five pounds I'll have to lose,\" and conclude that it's impossible, fighting against the tide. Like I can't lose fast enough to even keep up with the gain. If you see what I mean.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:02 a.m. The water is helping. That's probably what I needed to do last week, drink a lot more water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A sad result from my high-calorie day. Sad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "There's plenty in savings, but I hate going into that. But perhaps I need to remind myself that this is what the money is for, to get us over a lean time. And apparently they are NOT shutting down, and they ARE planning work for me. Nothing has changed, it's just a little slow right now. That's what part-time is about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had a nice time last night, but a little disappointing. When we got to Capper's, it turned out they were having problems with some sort of burst water pipe, and the restaurant was closed. Bummer for them!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:17 a.m. Thursday. Feeling pretty good today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When it was finally over, I felt a bit lightheaded, which has never happened to me before. I toddled over to the snack and drink table, sat down, and started crying!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "\"As a 42-year old, 5 foot, 3 inch female, weighing 260 pounds, you need 2,102 calories every day to maintain your weight at your level of activity. In order to lose 1 pound a week, you should consume about 1,602 calories a day.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think that's about right -- I'm halfway through my goal amount, and I have dinner left. That always tends to be the biggest meal.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I know I should start walking up the stairs. It kills me to walk up once, I'm not sure how many times I could do it. I suppose I have to start somewhere.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That will be a little hard to work, because I generally cook dinner for Bucko and myself, and that's where I spend the time in the kitchen. I don't want to do that twice a day. Perhaps I can keep the same meal times, but make the change in portion size. An idea, I keep it on ice for now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I tried on the Measurement Pants again before the workout, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. No, I'm not. They're still difficult to button, but I CAN button them, and zip them, and almost wear them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If you can't see the parallel here with driving, God help you. Actually, God help me, because I have to be on the road with you.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Oh, now and then it seems like a great deprivation, when I'm craving something greasy and salty and oily. But those cravings go away in a couple minutes. So now I feel like I won't lose weight because I'm not dieting anymore. But I'm NOT eager to start eating less food to \"feel\" like I'm dieting!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, actually I had given that up a long time ago. I agree with the fat acceptance idea, but on that site there's too much personal bickering and in-fighting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't have to eat just because my stomach feels the teensiest bit empty. Also I want to have a glass of wine later this afternoon, so I need to leave room for that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I get all my ideas from them; I'm not the originator of ideas. But the thing that really discourages me is that I never have any progress to write about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I must point out that peanut butter is VERY high in calories. There's no sane amount of it you can eat.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'll have to figure out the calories later (too drunk now) but it was very moderate for that type of restaurant. Damn, I rule! I rock!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm going to have protein today for lunch, since I did SensibleGym today, but I want to increase the amount of vegetables I'm eating. I was so pleasantly surprised to see my low calorie count on high-vegetable days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have 811 calories left for today. And I'm babbling again.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Tracy and Rhonda are the same people they always were. They're just thinner. That's it, just thinner. If they were assholes when fat, they're assholes now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The chicken rice soup was too watery and so left me hungry, then lunch was about two hours late so that I was over-hungry and decided it was a good idea to get a giant hamburger. I don't know what the hell I was thinking. I guess something like \"Oh, I can go off plan once in a while. I'll just eat nothing tonight.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Speaking of goals, I wrote earlier that I wanted to set some, and also the rewards that go with. And I am sort of jealous of people's beautiful web sites. I'm thinking of putting this into html. Is that crazy? Yes it is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've done well otherwise since I got home, so I hope this is just some aberration while I get used to my diet again. My numbers don't come out badly, but still I'm not happy that I overate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:39 a.m. I'm waiting for the paint guy to come and give us an estimate, and I feel at loose ends. Not sure what I'm going to do today. Maybe paint the entrance to the office -- it's such a dark red they would have to do several coats to cover it. It will be cheaper if I do that myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Improved self esteem and success. Which go together in a chicken-and-the-egg manner.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:26 p.m. Doing well with my eating now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "There's no element of it I can criticize or find lacking in any way -- not the writing, the acting, the sound, the pacing, the dialogue, the continuity, the lighting, or probably even the cleanliness of the restrooms on the soundstage. It's just perfect. And, again, Harrison Ford.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It freaks me out when I see other people losing 4 and 5 pounds in their first week, and I don't seem to have lost 4 pounds in three weeks. But, as always, I can't really tell whether that's true.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, I'm paraphrasing, but one gets the idea. Here is the definition: \"Your BMR, or basal metabolic rate (metabolism), is the energy (measured in calories) expended by the body at rest to maintain normal bodily functions. This continual work makes up about 60-70% of the calories we use and includes the beating of our heart, respiration, and the maintenance of body temperature. Your BMR is influenced by a number of factors, including age, weight, height, gender, environmental temperature, dieting, and exercise habits.\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I had a tiny handful of sunflower seeds, and the smallest measurement for them in the Netzer book is 1 ounce. So I figured, yeah I probably ate an ounce. For 170 calories! No way!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "After the end of this week, I think I may recalculate my target calories. Maybe. I'm not taking exercise into account in my charts. What I did was roll in the glider/stair stepping I do into the \"moderately active\" category. However, I might recalculate for my basal rate (number of calories needed to survive while sitting on the sofa) and then chart my calories burned through a) my sedentary lifestyle and b) my deliberate exercise.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've been really tempted to cheat on recording how much I'm drinking, and haven't even allowed myself that out. So I guess I'm just recommitting myself to this, re-promising that I'm not going to lie to myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I feel very fat. But I know it's from working on the floor -- my hands are swollen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The actual serving I ate might have had four or five chunks of tomato in it. How much of a whole tomato is that?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And most of all, I've exercised every day for about three months. That's HUGE.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It is NOT okay with me to lose a quarter of a pound a week. I'm afraid I really will have to buy a scale.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Eventually I decided to order them alphabetically, by title. Not by author, because that grouping is not necessarily relevant. I like the randomness of alpha by title. It would take me forever to link them all to Amazon or whatnot, so if you're interested, you can research them yourself. So here they are, finally:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yes. I think I should. And perhaps I should look a few more pounds into the future. And also, I need to go eat breakfast. It's almost 8:00, I've been surfing and nattering for an hour.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, no, first I want to justify myself one more time, and then I'll settle down to the suffering quietly (yeah, right). So here's the thing - I don't eat any more than normal-weight people I've observed.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You know, that's why I'm not all feminine and girly, not because of personality but because I've never been able to be dainty and fragile. I guess I never will be, but oh it would be wonderful to buy something PRETTY.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Then MAYBE I will go weigh myself at the doctor's. Maybe.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When I can buy a 24 (of the same brand) that will be one goal accomplished. The Measurement Pants are a small 24, so that will serve. Then when I can buy a 22. Then an 18. And on down the line.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm planning on having a little notebook with me so that I can keep SOME sort of record, though since all our meals will be out, I won't be able to be super accurate. That's okay, I'll just make my best guesses as to WHAT I ate, and then when I get home I can try to figure out the numbers.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It pisses me off that people judge me, in all aspects of my character, based on this single physical attribute. I hate the societal pressure for women to lose weight to look good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They apparently revamped the magazine this issue to include more entire-lifestyle stuff in addition to recipes. It's a typical magazine; lots of two-paragraph columns, but that's what I want in a magazine. I read so many books as it is, it won't hurt to do some lighter reading. And that reminds me that I want to make it out to the used book store this week and find some books for vacation. In particular some more John D. MacDonald.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The whole experience was kind of disturbing. Not the camera, me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:59 a.m. Decided not to buy the tiles today. It's snowing again. And while there is probably a window of safe driving conditions, I simply cannot face going out into the cold and cleaning off my car, and then a 20 minute drive to the store.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now I can't even get them closed. Not even if I laid on my back and exhaled.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I forgot that I'm doing my measurements monthly instead of weekly, so I did them this morning, with the usual confusing results. Lost the two inches in the waist that I inexplicably gained last week, lost half an inch in other places, gained half an inch in others. What the...?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Went back to chicken and rice soup today, with a dollop of mashed potatoes. Not bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If I hadn't had the drinks, I should probably be adding a little to it. How cool is that?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm trying to resist the mid morning snack, and am having cherry flavored seltzer water instead. That will also be my test to see if I get a headache.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I remember once, a year or so ago, I suddenly got a burst of energy for a couple weeks in a row. I have NO idea what caused it, but I ran around doing stuff all day. Cleaning, painting, building, driving, everything. I couldn't believe it. It seemed like \"Aha, this is what other people feel like!\"", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Today I need to paint the red wall by the office (so the painters won't have to give it several coats), clean out the baker's rack so we can remove it from the kitchen so we can put the new floor down, do the bills so I can transfer money into checking, and something else that I've already forgotten. No, wait -- it's that I need to take \"before\" photos of myself. Like in a swimming suit. Oh yeah, that'll be fun.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "There's a rangemaster who ensures the rules are followed; for instance, he or she calls and ends a cease fire, in which the shooters can walk out onto the field to retrieve their targets and put up new ones. For obvious reasons, no one is allowed to walk back to where the guns are during this cease fire.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "For some reason I don't want to be perceived as an idle, wealthy woman who lunches. I'm not sure why, and perhaps I'll delve into that sometime, why I feel the need to explain my situation, but in the meantime I am reporting that No, I don't have that kind of life. I'm very grateful to be getting by as well as we are, but we're not rich by any means.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:23 a.m. Sunday. I guess I feel okay, except for being tired. I woke up at 5:00 a.m., and couldn't go back to sleep.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, that puts me at 150, which I think is a pretty good weight for me. When I get there, I can see how it feels.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So. Last week went VERY well.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Juice. If I feel like it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am doing WAY less than that. Way less. Like 10%.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've lost at least 30 pounds, I've gone from a 26 to a 22, and my measurements are essentially the same as the first day? Nope, something's not right here. Feh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "As always in the past, I can't keep this up if it isn't doing anything. Don't worry, I'm not quitting today, I'm just whining a bit. I have made progress, I can't deny the Pants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I just need to be chill until I get to the supermarket. In the meantime, I'm going to go cut up some celery and carrots to have with hummus, and get the chicken defrosted. And all the exercise I'm doing is keeping my metabolism up, building muscles in my legs, and burning the hell out of those calories. So lighten up.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If my numbers are at all accurate, I don't think I'll achieve that. So I'm going to go with what my numbers say, erring on the more-lost side because of all the exercise I've been doing, and rely on my Measurement Pants. I'll keep pretend track of my weight until (and if) I get a scale.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "One of the things I want most about losing weight is being able to buy clothes. I've never been all that interested in them (possibly because of my weight) and I think it would be just wonderful to go into a store and buy what I WANT, instead of the one thing in the whole store that will fit me. It would be so cool to feel like I look NORMAL.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've spent all morning downloading documents. Bah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And my brain tried to come up with excuses like, There's only going to be hot dogs and crap to eat at the game, so I need to eat dinner now. Which is not a bad idea, but I don't need to have a pork rib! At 4:28.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My numbers yesterday aren't bad for a drinking day. Also, limited myself to three drinks. Yay for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've had about a tablespoon of sour cream. Very little cheese.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had an excellent day yesterday. I will attribute it mostly to having a salad for dinner, and being so busy talking to Daisy that I didn't even finish it. Also, it was a Greek salad with no calories of consequences except for the tiny amount of feta cheese in it. It was mostly lettuce. I might even be overestimating it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think that's why I couldn't wear them back when they were nominally my size -- they just don't fit my body right. Because the waist is OK, the behind is OK, but they're too tight across my lower stomach.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:20. Shit.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had to move over to the PC, since geek boy is on the Mac. Dinner was very good on the numbers, considering how much I ate!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm at just over 2000 calories now, and I'd still like to have two drinks and share a dessert at the restaurant. Which will put me at around 2600, and that's WAY too much. Well, here's what I'll do: stick to vodka and sodas, which are only about 65 calories each. That's not too bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's about a woman and her two grown daughters, and it's a total chick flick, but it's dreary and stupid. The women are so fucking neurotic they're not amusing.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to make sure I'm not scrimping on the olive oil, which I use in the dressing and also to sautee the shrimp. Even so, look at this incredible total today - 916 calories. That's fantastic, because I'm full, I ate really wonderful meals today, I'm not suffering at all.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If I go at the same rate, that will take about 15 weeks. So not bad!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm not going to measure myself until some of this water is gone. Maybe later this afternoon, maybe tomorrow morning would be better.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That I have a faulty behavior that I could have fixed and didn't. That my whole life was wasted through my own stupidity and weakness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The Exorcist - it's scary!!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Maybe I'll be able to do more this afternoon. And before I forget, I'm going to go start the timer for my water right now. I didn't drink enough yesterday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "By the way, I have written 153 pages of this journal. About 112 of them are in the last 8 weeks. I can tell this is going to be my high-calorie day, which seems to follow my pattern. I've already ate 547 calories, and we're going to get Indian food for dinner, plus I will have drinks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And another random thought: I might have to buy Metamucil or some sort of fiber supplement like that. Not for the bowel aspects, but because I would like to get more fiber than I am, without the calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "As always, I'm getting several answers. DIYglobal solutions says 1883, and Hussman.org says between 1636 and 1745", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "4. I must drink less alcohol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2. My level of stress is MUCH lower. I rarely go in to the office any more, and that reduces about 98% of all the stress I experience.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When I see someone who flagrantly breaks those rules, I see someone who cannot function in a cooperative society. Someone who cannot understand the concept of restraining impulsive behavior for the greater good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I went so far as to open the frig and take one bite. Then I caught up with myself and said, What are you doing?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've still been good with maintaining my [offline] charts. There's one day (Sunday) that I ate three Ritz crackers and didn't put them in.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The first goal, clearly, is to fit into the Measurement Pants to the point that I'm comfortable in going out in them. That is my initial yardstick, and it will be quite the big deal to me to achieve it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I set my short-term goal to lose 10% of my weight, which should be around 26 pounds. Damn, that's a lot!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Probably Monday would be good for the low spike. It's not a drinking day, and I can get it over with early in the week. But instead of my big day midweek, I probably want it to be Friday or Saturday. I mean, those are going to be big anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:16 a.m. OK, I guilted myself into 20 minutes on the glider. Yay for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I LOVE that line. With a bitch head. Hee hee hee.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Can hardly walk. However... I don't think I got my heart rate going very much.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now that I'm tracking calories, I'd better figure out what is the right amount for me to eat. Here is what thebeehive.org calculator said:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "No matter how much I need to do this, and no matter how much or little success I have with it, nobody is going to convince me that this isn't sick, obsessive behavior. The diet, that is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "After the full week, I will spend some time analyzing what I've been eating, and see where I can make improvements. Also I'm quite proud that I've exercised an hour each day so far. Haven't let myself off the hook once.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "These are shorts I fit into (barely) seven years ago when we went to Disney World. They are size 20.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So perhaps it would be good to shake things up a bit. AND change my exercise routine. I absolutely must incorporate more strength training.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Hoping today goes better. I feel better. I think it was looking at those lovely seeds. You see, the power of the mind is amazing. Completely changed my mood by visualizing being a naked hippie woman in the garden.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I forgot to do the Monday Measurements yesterday, so I did them this morning. Sort of inconclusive.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "However, I will not obsess too much on that. For two reasons: I don't want to be a scale queen, and also because it's GOOD to lose weight slowly.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm sort of incredibly excited about it, but also it just seems so normal now. It's just part of life to keep shrinking.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Already bored with this whole storm thing. I closed off the bedrooms upstairs and turned off the vents in those rooms. Turned the heat up a little so that when it goes out, we might keep warm a little longer. Now I don't know what to do, I feel like I'm just sitting around waiting. Perhaps I will try to clean up more of the office.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm just another person trying to lose weight. The statistics? I'm female, 43 years old, 5'3\", married.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Feeling pretty good today. Slept well last night, again. Looking at my numbers for yesterday -- not bad for a drinking night.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And I have some workout tapes, from Richard Simmons to Bellydance. I tape some shows on Fit TV. A little of everything.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "A little difficult to figure yesterday's calories. We had a dinner of leftovers and tiny smidgens of stuff, so I'm making a best-guess.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I know it sounds like all I do is have lunch with friends, drink, and shop. Well, not true. First of all, I only have ONE friend, not friends plural. Heh. Anyway, I'm not sure that particular lifestyle needs a defense anyway, but I want to explain that 1) I have a job, 2) but I mostly work at home, 3) I personally consider that a blessing and a luxury, though some people hate it, 4) my job is part-time and inconsistent because there is no longer enough work to support me (and other employees) on a full-time basis (we're talking recession here, people), and 5) I am also developing a business and freelance work on the side.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Did I mention that as soon as you're underway they bring everyone a flower? Apparently it's a gardenia, and it smells BEAUTIFUL. The cloud cover has mostly broken up beneath us and the clouds are scattered cotton balls, lit with sun that is just starting to become a golden color.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Had two giant plates of salad for dinner. I've migrated the balance of the oil and vinegar dressing so that it's only about a third or a quarter oil - the rest is vinegar, water, lemon juice, and other non-caloric ingredients.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Here's another unrelated item. I think I have been slightly overestimating my martinis. I made one and then poured it into the measuring cup. It's the tiniest bit over a 1/4 cup, which would make it less than 3 ounces.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Star Wars. All of them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "One of which, perhaps the least life-threatening, is that when people lose weight that quickly, they are left with enormous bags of loose skin hanging off their bodies. If they expect to have anything like a normal life after the weight loss, they will absolutely need more surgeries to fix that.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I cannot relate to a single one of them, even though one is a 36-year-old woman trying to sell her arts and crafts around town. But she's so bitter and awful and bitchy, even I can't relate to her. That's pretty bad.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They're gross, they're stupid, they're predictable. The Sixth Sense was the ideal horror movie to me; it relied more on suspense than gore, the story itself was fascinating, and the actors were surprisingly good (I can't stand Bruce Willis, and that's probably the only reason I don't give this a Two-Star rating). And above all, it's REALLY SCARY.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure what is different. Well, yes I am, it's a bunch of small things, not one big difference.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In that sense it went VERY well. What's gotten into me? Driving downtown, being confident around strangers... it's a whole new world.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I just have to keep going, and mix up the exercise a bit more. The rest will follow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I need to make sure I stay on target today. Not so much that I don't have any leeway, because I do, but to make sure I don't lose momentum after yesterday.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, I am so foul I can barely force myself to speak civilly to Bucko. Every single thing he does or says is making me FURIOUS.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Hoping to get the tile done today. It could happen.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I considered and rejected several restaurants, because I didn't think I could get a reasonable meal at them, and thought I'd pick up sushi at the deli of the supermarket. Unfortunately, they don't have it anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I'll track my food in my little notebook, and try to figure calories when I get back. Or not -- I might just pick up again fresh on March 16th.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure how to describe that particular idea, but somehow I've never accepted the role of being fat. Maybe it makes a difference in the way other people treat me or perceive me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yeah, it's emotional eating, there's no doubt of that. But can I cut myself some slack once in a while? I gave blood, dammit!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Unrelated thought: I don't know if it makes sense to record calories burned during weight lifting. I don't do it by amount of time or calories, I do it by reps. It's not that I'm not burning calories, it's that I consider it irrelevant to weight lifting.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They will be HIGH calories, because I would rather err on the side of more than less. Don't want to fool myself that I ate a proper amount of food, 'cause I didn't. However, I tried on the Measurement Pants first thing this morning, and they still fit comfortably. Not quite as loose as the first day of vacation (I even wrote on my postcard to Daisy that they were baggy) but only by a slightly perceptible amount. So that's a great relief and I am very pleased that I didn't gain weight with the large and not-so-wonderful food I was eating (more detail about that later).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I gave Bucko the Girl Scout cookies to take to work. I ate NONE of them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think that's the melatonin. I'm sore today from TotalGym, and so are my abs. I kept my feet off the platform for some of it, and it works the abdominals that way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yeah, yeah, I bought more chocolate covered almonds. However, this time I bought the merest handful. A trifle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "novels, the highest quality. This is a purely personal list of what I enjoy, and some of them are pretty cheesy. Some books that I like and are patently worthwhile, such as The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck and The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison, didn't make the cut, simply because I don't like them as much as some other novel that may be less deserving but more to my particular taste.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's what will keep me motivated to do the diet and the exercise. Especially the exercise.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's not a good eating pattern, and I was relieved to get home and be normal again. That's not to say I didn't enjoy the trip, because I absolutely LOVED it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:22 p.m. Bonus points for me -- did 40 minutes on the glider, while I watched the second belly dance tape.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Which seemed awfully small to me, so I went and measured how much I drink in our big wine glasses. Because they are rather large.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I really don't know what sparked this. It's not like I was on a mad eating binge, I just ate somewhat larger portions than usual, and I quit halfway through the second plate -- realized that I didn't need to eat it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:41 p.m. OMG, I'm at 1093 calories already, and haven't eaten dinner yet. It's the damn muffins. But, as disappointed as I am with the count, I'm not despairing, because we worked HARD today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's such an interesting point to me, because in recent years, our own media is constantly telling us how hateful we are and how much other countries hate us. The news always shows people burning our flags, and commentators and comedians alike are always making remarks and jokes about how bad, crass, loud, stupid, insensitive, or otherwise unpopular Americans are. So I was practically expecting to be pelted with garbage.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "My thoughts, rantings, complainings, about weight loss and unrelated subjects. I detail every single thing I eat and drink (calories plus grams of protein, carbs, fat, and fiber), and amount of exercise and approximate calories burned. I also include my theoretical amount of weight lost, going just by the numbers. Yes, someday I will weigh myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I feel a little groggy this morning. Didn't sleep as well as I would like, and had some squirrelly moments around 4:30 a.m., thinking about work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can definitely fit into shirts that I haven't worn for a year. Also, yesterday I wore the underpants that I had set aside as too small a few weeks ago. They didn't roll down my stomach. Slow progress, but progress nonetheless.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The Netzer book is a lot more complete -- the calculator only shows calories and fat -- so I will use it as my main source and use the calculator for backup when I can't find it in Netzer. Although, I've had my doubts about Netzer before, because she shows broccoli as being 20% fat, and that seems unlikely.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's progress. As always, I am hopeful that this week will go better than last week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Like, I want to regain the mobility I've lost from being fat, because my life would be a lot easier and more enjoyable. But that's not the main reason. No, I want to LOOK good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This animated movie has been useful to me for my entire life. As a kid, I loved the cartoony parts and the scary parts; as a teenager and young adult it was the ultimate stoner movie, perfect for smoking a joint and watching from the balcony (yes, in those days a few theaters still had balconies); and as a middle-aged crank, I am fascinated by the beauty of the nature sequences. And the funny parts are still funny. I also recommend Bambi and Sleeping Beauty for stunning visuals and brilliant art direction.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Maybe I'll even buy a couple more. I kind of want to try The Firm, but I doubt very much that I can do any of it. I also doubt I will be able to stand the tapes, because I HATE the commercials.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I did, however, buy us two beers each for tonight when we're packing. Just enough to relax us a little bit, without having enough in the house to get drunk or hung over.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now that's a good idea -- I could mix it up with beans in the blender and make meatballs. Yum.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can see we're going to need help loading the truck next weekend. Not sure who we can sucker into it.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Didn't exercise this morning, since I got up late and we went grocery shopping. Will have to work it in this afternoon.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "When I look in the mirror I can see that I'm thinner. My face is different. My ring fits.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And I have come in just under the wire, being able to wear the Measurement Pants. So I'll continue.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Hoping for a better day than yesterday. Although, my total wasn't that awful yesterday, considering the physical activity, and also, as Bucko pointed out, having given blood a couple days ago.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's too little to know whether it's a real loss or a momentary fluctuation. But FIVE pounds, that's a real number. That's solid. And that would mean ten pounds in a month, which is significant.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "At any rate, I think that's a good indication that I need to build some muscle. Oh my. Look how I'm writing about having lost weight, as though it's definitely true.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Since I don't have a scale, it's hard to increment. I suppose I'll move on to other Measurement Garments.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "In common with Young Frankenstein, it's an homage to an earlier style of movie, and that's fun too. Temple of Doom and The Last Crusade have their good points -- I'd give them half a star -- but neither has the dimension of the first film.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "9:39 a.m. I am annoyed with the Boca Burger.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I know what I need to do. I need to exercise more. And vary the exercise. More strength training.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I probably won't be able to write in here much longer, it would be safest to turn off the computers. So I'll have to scribble by hand for a day or two. Goodbye, dearest journal! Mmmmwwaaah! (kissy gesture).", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Because yesterday went so well, I thought I would be on a winning streak and super productive today. I thought the more I accomplished today, the better I would feel. Now suddenly I'm considering taking the day off entirely, treating myself like an invalid, and doing only self-indulgent activities designed to make me feel cozy and pampered.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm trying to psyche myself up to call him again, because if I don't do it soon, then I won't. I actually called and hung up before it rung twice, because I have no idea what I would say. My brain is numb. This is so not normal. It's not normal to have so little energy and such inability to cope with things like a mere phone call.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Here's another little hint I read today: drink hot beverages between meals to keep hunger down. Especially green tea.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:45 p.m. Well. My last entry for 10 days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's not bad -- the tanginess of the yogurt doesn't go with everything, but it's nice with most vegetables. The bean salad is a can of black beans, a can of \"Mexican\" diced tomatoes, and a handful of leftover lettuce.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I could have had pizza and brownies and ended up with a total in the 4000-5000 range, so in fact it was pretty moderate. However, it will ruin my calories-per-day average, which was quite low otherwise this week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Remember how I said I was horrified about our Tahiti pictures? F**k, no, that's NOTHING compared to what I looked like in November. Okay, this was supposed to sound positive and it's not coming out that way, so I want to phrase it this way: I can really notice, myself, how much weight I've lost. I've become, incredibly, even MORE beautiful than I used to be. I RULE.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I am HUGE. HUGE. And I have no neck anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Bucko is working like a dog, and I take back all the ungracious thoughts I had. We're both feeling happier now that the gaping hole is covered. And by the way, of course we found more extensive rot in the sill joist or whatever it's called, but that's a problem for another day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "6:54 a.m. Thursday, Day 81. Feel pretty good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I did SensibleGym first, so I imagine that had something to do with it. So that's great, I have one SensibleGym done, one to go for the week.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've been getting inspiration in the weirdest places. I mean, no insult to Oprah, but I don't expect to find anything meaningful in a television show. And here I found words of wisdom in the Nutty Professor, too. That's OK, I'll take the help where I get it. I might not admit to anyone else where I got it from, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It would be nice to know if this was working. Yes, I know, the Measurement Pants, the looser jeans, the ring, etc. etc., but I have been fooled before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If all goes according to plan, I will do SensibleGym later. Feeling a bit peckish already, but not surprising since I got up so early (6:00). Also would like to congratulate myself again for getting through TWO WEEKS.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:38 p.m. Yes, Daisy was there, but I didn't really get a chance to talk to her.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "They're still within my goal and very reasonable. I notice also that I started the week a little too gung-ho about beating last week and doing this thing to death.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You can just accept it at face value and it's an excellent detective movie, or you can pick apart the plot elements and go crazy trying to figure out who knew what when and who is on whose side. It's cool.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Haven't heard from Daisy for over a week, which is always depressing. The last time this happened, I decided to wait her out. I hate always being the needy one calling her three times a day. Yeah, so the last time I waited her out, it was more than two weeks, and I ended up calling her anyway.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Friday, Day Five. Feeling OK today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Let's see if I can limit it to this one. Had to talk to Crazy Hair. What a tool. It's 1:36 now and I feel done in for the day.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Didn't drink, so that's good, but I was pretty thirsty from the fish. Have a small headache this morning.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I thought, that can't be right. I must be missing something. No, I wrote down everything I ate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's what I dreamed; I'm not making it up for an attempt at humor. Neither of these dreams was unpleasant, but both were so vivid as to be unrestful.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "All I could handle was 45 minutes. Mostly because of nothing on TV. Johnny English was absolutely unwatchable, Dr. Phil had his most recent Fucked Up Family, and Carol Duvall is not good exercise material.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Haven't eaten anything since lunch. Actually, I'm still full.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think there's more realistic sizes now, though. And I wouldn't be looking in the Junior department of the store, either, so I think I would have better luck. It's not something I focus on, but it would be so nice, and such a relief, to walk into a store and be able to buy clothes without wanting to cry. Or just be able to buy clothes!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm not sure of the time, because apparently it turns over after a certain amount. When I finished it said I had gone 10 minutes, which makes no sense. My brain is too numb to figure it out, but next time I glide I won't reset the clock, and I'll just see where it turns over. Anyway, I don't know if this is clever or me, or totally disordered, but since I know I'm going to drink tonight, I might as well work off the calories, rather than drink tonight and not work off the calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Holy cow, who has killed me and replaced me with a non-eating robot??? I am so rewarding myself for this!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Today we will go in to town (Vaitape) to look for provisions. I feel a little weird, as though the floor is moving in the bungalow. I know it isn't, but it feels strange. Hope I'm not getting seasick.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We have the heat turned up pretty high so that if/when the power goes out, we might stay warm a little longer, and it's uncomfortable in here. I only have the heat at 68 degrees -- I don't know how people can stand it at 70 and 72. Trying to drink another glass of water before I start gliding.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Another day in the house. Bucko may try to go to work, but I'm not budging. Be surprised if I could get out of the neighborhood.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Various dates in the 1960s. Starring Don Knotts, Dick Van Dyke, and other people.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It would be easier if I was buying pre-packaged food, but I cook almost everything fresh. So if I make stir-fry tonight, I have to figure out the calories for: the oil, the meat, the broccoli, the zucchini, the peppers, the garlic, the onions, etc., etc., and then divide it by whatever amount we eat as one portion. And if I have a bag of frozen peppers, for instance, it gives the calories as \"one serving\" of the bag, with 3.5 servings per bag. So I have to figure out THAT. Now, vegetables like that are not a huge amount of calories, so I don't have to worry about accuracy that much, but I can't just GUESS.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "2:18 p.m. I had the last little bit of leftover turkey scraps for lunch, and also steamed three carrots. I ate them all, and I am FULL.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And I still say, No, I wasn't eating \"too much.\" Not by any reasonable standards. But dieting for weight loss is not a reasonable standard, and this time around I'm willing to do whatever fucked up thing I have to.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "12:49 p.m. Back from the museum and so glad I went. Expressionism and the beginnings of Abstractionism. Wonderful.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "10:02 a.m. I just had to go and try on the Measurement Pants.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Still looking for some inspirational websites. Also not reading NAAFA anymore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm not sure about the she-crab soup; I used the biggest-calorie clam chowder I could find in the Netzer book. Should be close enough.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Having salmon, steamed broccoli, and black bean salad for dinner. It will be a pretty big piece of salmon, around 8 ounces. Made a sauce/dip for the broccoli out of no-fat yogurt with about a tablespoon of gorgonzola cheese, ginger, and fresh ground pepper.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "That's cutting it a little short. Also moved over to the PC.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It would be easier for me to search, because most recent food would be close, but I like to read back over the past few days, and it's easier to do that in this order. I don't want to get TOO wrapped up in the journal, I spend enough time in here as it is, but I guess I'm jealous of the websites I see. Also I really need to go to the supermarket today, and have zero interest in doing so. It's so damned far away!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, is the body guiding me toward health, or is it trying to trick me into more fat-producing patterns? Gah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:08 p.m. I got a bunch of stuff done -- painted the office door, cleaned off the shelves and moved the baker's rack stuff there, packed the stuff in the baker's rack, cleaned and packed a bunch of tchochkies (NO idea how to spell that)... I'm tired but happy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:33 a.m. Just back from the dentist. I am so sleepy!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I thought it was the monitor, because it's all flickery, especially around the edges. If I focus on something reflected on the glass, the flickering disappears. But I noticed the same thing happen on the PC. Also the light in the room seems to be flickering to me, I thought the lightbulb was loose until I turned around and stared at it, and it's fine.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "No no no, I have to get the BAD fat. Of course.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yeah, it's ugly to think something like that. But you see, that person has already wished the same fate on me; that person has already decided that my safety and indeed my very life are not as important as their momentary excitement or sense of power or whatever childish gratification they're getting from behaving like an asshole. As far as I'm concerned, the sooner that person is taken off the road, the better, and I don't much care how it happens.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to SNACK. What's going on?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Everyone has a favorite Hemingway story, everyone has a favorite Bogart movie. Mine happen to be the same one. You'll find only a casual relationship between the book and this movie, but the performances and the tension between the two stars are sizzling. This is when Bogie first met Bacall, so you're seeing Hollywood history occur right before your eyes, as their famous real-life love affair begins. It's HOT.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So the rest of my Quiznos sandwich for lunch, and a glass of new raspberry-flavored seltzer water. Which, by the way, exploded all over the front of my blouse, the counter, and the cabinets when I opened it. Very fizzy stuff, seltzer water.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I don't want to do weights every day, but I could dance, or do Cindy Crawford, or pilates, or whatever. Also: wait one hour after workout before eating.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:09 a.m. Making small progress. Bucko is working on the faucet right now, and I've got the hallway and living room wall painted. Starving, had the last bit of turkey lunchmeat and swiss cheese. Too early for lunch, so I guess it's a large snack.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:37 p.m. Talked to Daisy and that helped, I feel a bit cheered up. Also she gave me permission to slack off today, and that's just what I needed. I did attempt to call Liz at E. G., and of course she doesn't work today, but I am impressed that I made the effort. Right now I'm uploading some Tahiti pictures to my [other] web page, so everyone can see them.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I will print out that McN. letter and get it ready for the mail tomorrow.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm guessing I was eating a third again as much food, and maintaining my weight for the most part. Call it another 550 calories, or around 2195 total.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Week Five. I can't believe it. I can't believe I got through a whole month without falling off the horse, without \"cheating,\" without going crazy, and most of all that I'm preparing to do it for at least another month.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think getting the pistachios was a bad idea. They're pretty high in calories and fat, and an ounce of them is not at all satisfying, it just leads me to want more. Fortunately I don't have many here; I put up about five servings in baggies and sent the rest with Bucko to work.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:14 a.m. Monday, Day 50. First day of WEEK EIGHT.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Wore my new shoes, and they did okay except that by the time we walked back I started feeling a blister on the bottom of my left foot. My feet are a little sore today. But I know that's symptomatic of new shoes because the same thing happened to me when we went to London, and those shoes ended up being my most comfortable. But if I'm going to take these to Tahiti (not sure) I should start walking in them every day to get them in shape.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This morning breakfast at the hotel, and we have been lying around napping ever since. In an hour or so we'll go have a beer at the bar, and then we check out at 5:30 and onto the boat at 6:00. It's hard to figure with the time changes, but I think we have 24 hours of travelling ahead of us. I'm dreading that but looking forward to being home. I miss Daisy!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3:40 p.m. Bored. That's what it is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If you haven't seen any of these movies, you probably think I'm kidding, but I'm not. I LOVE these! Did you know Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was written by Ian Fleming (James Bond)?!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Frankly, I can't imagine that I could add anything that is smarter, funnier, more interesting, or in any way better than what others have written. But because they've shared their thoughts with me (and the rest of the world), it seems only fair that I should do the same. Tit for tat, so to speak.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "11:29 a.m. Finished the hour exercise. Hard going!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm still not sure about my numbers -- how much I should eat to lose x amount of weight. But if I go by the rule that 3500 calories = one pound, then I think I'm well in the range of oppw.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Feel pretty good today. I slept decently; woke up a few times but went right back to sleep. Also had normal dreams!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't believe how often I feel the need to \"check in\" here. It's just been my whole life for the past week, and I'll write any trivial nothing just to be writing and thinking about losing weight. Maybe that is what will make it work this time, maybe somehow I've developed the focus and interest to do it, and managed to set aside the resentment and onerousness.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Our money situation is depressing as hell, and I am becoming frightened that there's no way I can ever quit my miserable job. I've been dreaming that I'm going to be so successful as an artist that I can make my living that way, but looking over our expenditures recently, there's no way.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Doing a little formatting of my [offline] journal today. Putting my week's wrap-up in a box, and bolding progress text. Whenever I see something that says \"I could button the Measurement Pants today,\" I'm highlighting it so I can see that progress DID occur.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Because I cannot tolerate the idea of gaining back those five or six pounds. I can no longer accept the idea of not being in a state of weight loss, no matter how slow and dreary it is.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's enough to give me a good picture and it's fun and interesting to maintain. Any more and I'll either lose interest or I'll focus too much on filling out a chart instead of living.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'll think of something else to celebrate the two weeks. Which should be, by the way, between two and four pounds. I wish it would be five pounds.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "And if one meal is boring and unsatisfying, don't freak out, because the next one will be good. I can't believe my dependence on food!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to sit here and write all day, but I need to get ready for work pretty quick. Bah.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not that there was any doubt, anyway. I realized a long time ago that I was going to do this for a year or more.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Directed by M. Night Shyamalan, starring Bruce Willis and Haley Joel Osment. I love a good scary movie, but I am so sick of violent slasher movies.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Got a couple solid hours at the end, so I'm not doing too badly today. Must make sure to drink enough water, though.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to think they were the tiniest bit looser than last week, but it's too subjective to tell. I really want some sort of visible, measurable proof of progress so I don't lose motivation.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "The museum was great, had a nice time. Then I decided to give blood, since they're so low recently (the Red Cross, not the art museum). I made an appointment and then had to kill time for and hour and a half, so I went to the bank, got a sandwich at the grocery store for lunch (will have to estimate), and picked up videos.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I've never in my life been able to do that. Tee hee, I'm being all girly and gushy. What the hell, it's fun.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I have two cuts on the end of each middle finger, from something sharp under the dishwasher. I was sweeping out underneath for putting in the tile, and encountered something that gave me what amounts to a large paper cut. Twice.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Before I've even added in my calories, I'm going to congratulate myself. Two drinks, a salad, and a dinner roll (the roll was irresistible). I probably have gone over my target, but I still was remarkably restrained in an environment where I could have easily added on another 1000 to 2000 calories.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1:20 p.m. Just back from meeting with GMcN. He was very charming, very kind. I felt quite at ease with him. He seemed to like me and my work, but not quite to the point of commissioning any pieces from me. I am not crushed, however, because I didn't see it as a loss; if nothing else (and it may indeed be nothing else) it was a personal victory for me in being calm and confident and not hysterical when making a sales call on a stranger.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So also had the last leftover drumstick. That's actually fewer calories than the pita alone. Bread sucks!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm hoping I can do even better this month. Especially in this area: drink more water and less alcohol.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think I must take the risk, though, today or tomorrow. If they give me good news, it will inspire me for the next two weeks!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You know, it occurs to me I'd better start planning some strategies for our vacation. Almost two weeks -- how will I keep from overeating?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:13 a.m. Boy, I REALLY don't feel like gliding today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You want to weave, run lights, and tailgate? Nope, sorry, that's not allowed anywhere. You're just going to have to suppress that little impulse.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Man, I slept awful (awfully?) last night. And I took a whole melatonin.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Anyway, she's back in town and we have grandiose ideas for our Plan 9 and how we're going to change our lives. So yay.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I really hate the idea that I'm too weak to manage a moderate, self-imposed regimen. And I hate the way I'll lie to myself and rationalize in order to pretend (to myself!) that I'm telling the truth.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "3. I have a much better body image than I used to, believe it or not. I simply no longer hate myself for being fat. I hate BEING fat, but I don't hate myself for it. It's not my fault.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Going to be high, but I feel like splurging. Also Daisy called. So good to hear from her. I miss her terribly, I've felt completely unanchored since she left.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Yes, let's talk about last night and get that out of the way. That was quite the big blow-out for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "So I am wearing the black linen-esque dress that has a sheer navy blue polka dot duster with it. It's also too big. Damn, I look good.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "On Huahine, we shopped in the (only) grocery store and bought: 5 cans of beer, a wedge of brie cheese, a loaf of bread, a can of sardines, a can of deviled ham, a box of raisins, a small package of cookies, five eggrolls. Price: $38.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I won't be able to have a garden this year, but I'm hoping for next year, after we've moved. Maybe we'll have a yard that's better set up (sun) for growing things. I've wanted a kitchen herb garden for years.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It's not that I'm hiding it, but I swear I just didn't have the energy to refigure all my numbers for the week. So I'm letting myself have that one.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Weirdly, I haven't had so much issue with that. I plunged into the journal and the whole experience fully, and that's helped. I made this my entire life, and it's working.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "7:00 a.m. Monday, Day 91. First day of Week 14. Woke up a bit groggy, but feel okay now.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I thought as I lost weight I would become more comfortable, not less. In good news, I tried the Measurement Pants again this morning, and found that while they are still too tight to wear, I am able to button them without much struggle.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Just tossing and turning, waking up a lot, and DREAMS. Far too many dreams with too much detail.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Very sore this morning from SensibleGym yesterday. I will try to glide early, so I can shower and go to the lecture at the art museum. I'm kind of forcing myself to do it, but I imagine I'll enjoy it once I get there. I've become a real hermit the past couple weeks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "But boy do those calories add up fast. 40 here, 120 there, and all of a sudden you're at 2000.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also because whenever I finally see Daisy I want to wear them in victory. So we are making slow but sure progress there.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Which I think I will, by the end of Month Two. Which will be in two and a half weeks. Also please note that I didn't drink today.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "1999. Directed by Mike Leigh. A British film about Gilbert and Sullivan and the ups and downs during their creation and production of The Mikado. The sound design is awesome, and as in Victor/Victoria, all musical numbers take place as musical numbers on the stage, not the main characters suddenly bursting into synchronized song. Entertaining.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Maybe I'm being unrealistic about how few calories I can eat -- when I look at my charts, I'm not eating a large amount of food, they're quite reasonable meals. I can't tell if ending up with close to 2000 calories today is rationalizing and allowing myself to fall off the horse, or if it's simply a realistic give-and-take with any diet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "It seems to be from the snacking. Morning AND afternoon snacks.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I should now be approaching the Period, and if I am not mistaken, last month I was quite hungry then. So that might be a normal part of my rhythm; I might need more food the week before.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I truly hope to get all the priming done today. In a perfect world, we'd get to the tiling also, but I know that is unlikely...", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I expected a whopper total because of the sandwich and pizza, but when I add it up it's actually pretty good. I estimated big on those items, too.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Doing a little better with water, though not where I should be. Oh wait, now I remember what I did this afternoon -- a little logo project.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Well, the pistachios are all gone now, so that's not an issue, and I won't buy chocolate almonds any more. Maybe when I've gotten through two months, or reached some sort of goal, then I will have a little reward that includes chocolate.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Back in the day, 12 was kinda medium. But there's been some size inflation since then, and a 12 now fits someone quite larger.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Delicious. I had to use the numbers for grouper, tilapia wasn't in the book. I had too big of a portion, 8 ounces uncooked.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "By the end of the day, can I subtract 1001 exercise calories from, say, 1720 eaten calories, for a total of 719 calories today? Or is that cheating or delusional?", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I think my diet can tolerate, and even benefit from, a week off plan, but more than that is iffy, and of course I need to get right back on. Exercise today will be difficult, since I'm short of sleep, but at least I'm eating right again!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "You know, I'd like to look at this as a quest to eat the BEST food, not the LEAST food, but right now I need to go overboard. Maybe that can be the motto for my maintenance, rest-of-my-life diet.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I want to point out, though, that I have also significantly increased my exercise. I'm not depending solely on dieting to achieve this weight loss.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I guess I just have to make this my life for now. That's been pretty easy to do since I'm not working, I don't know what it will be like when (hopefully) I'm back on the job.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "12:08 p.m. I've decided to give myself the day off, to some extent. Not regarding food and exercise, regarding everything else.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "On another subject, Man Bites Dog theater was disappointing. It was comedy improv night, and apparently they are known for drama improv.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I mean, I want to lose weight. I want to lose.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:30 a.m. I can tell this isn't going to be a wonderful day for me.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "8:51 a.m. Just finished 20 minutes of TotalGym and lifting small weights. Whew!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Now I'm ripping down the wallpaper in the guest bathroom. There's still SO much to do before the house is ready to sell.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Got the floor sanded and primed. So now in an hour or two, I can start laying tiles!", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "We got about half of the bad spot cut out of the floor. It's very slow going, that RotoZip tool is not beefy.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I can't tell how much exercise this was, because although I am sore as hell, it's not the same kind of sore as from weightlifting or gliding. It's more injury-sore than exercise-sore.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "If I eat X amount of calories and maintain my weight, then if I reduce by Y number of calories, I should lose Z number of pounds. No matter what X equals.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I haven't been able to get a really definite milestone. The Measurement Pants are cursed, and my next session with the measuring tape isn't for another four days.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "This was Daisy's idea - describe your perfect day, as is CURRENTLY POSSIBLE, in order to begin living that way. It's meant to be an exercise in deliberate living. When I wrote my perfect day, I sort of ignored that aspect of it, and wrote what my dream life would be like. It's very diet and fitness oriented, because that's where my head was (and is), but in general it's what I would consider an absolutely ideal day in a perfect universe:", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "IF her scale is accurate, I have lost 35 pounds since I started in December. But whatever, even if her scale isn't accurate, I've lost 15 pounds since the last time I've weighed myself.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Also I'm concerned that I'm not eating enough fiber. I want about 14 grams, and I'm doing more like 4 or 5 grams.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Somehow I became fascinated with this little Google game. You enter your name as the search term, along with the verb of your choice. Put it in quotes so Google doesn't ignore the verb. For example: \"Marla was\" or \"Marla thinks\". Some of the results are very amusing, especially since \"Marla\" is featured prominently in porn sites.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "With exercise, once you do it, it's done. Poof. Nothing to talk about.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "I'm buckling them in the middle row, not the loosest row. So yay for me. Or my boobs. Oh yeah, now I remember why it reminded me: Janet Jackson.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "blog30407", + "text": "Not sure what else I will do. Perhaps pack more. Bleh.", + "category": "blog" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Malaria is of particular concern. According to the WHO, malaria is endemic in over 80% of the areas currently experiencing humanitarian emergencies. Overcrowding facilitates transmission of measles, acute respiratory infections, and meningococcal diseases. Decreased nutrition makes it much more likely that displaced people will become sick after exposure.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Before discussing the relationship between equity and efficiency, it is important to discern between the three types of efficiency:. Technical efficiency is maximizing outputs based on a given level of resources by ensuring the proper mix of resources (vaccines, equipment, drugs, and so on). Economic efficiency consists of producing a level of effective services at the lowest cost possible. Allocative efficiency consists of \"doing the right things.\"", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Having looked at some of the reasons for the high failure rate of these rural insurance schemes, what can be done when developing the scheme make it more likely to succeed?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "That being said, there are some pitfalls of the pay for performance model that should be considered in the implementation phase of an HIV/AIDS-based bonus model in Namibia in order to be successful. Firstly, it is important that the performance measures that are rewarded are 1) based on research done on current levels of treatment/access and 2) targeted at increasing quality and care. If targets are not set based on current levels of services provided, there is a chance that levels will be set too low and will not affect services provided. This was seen when the UK established a pay for performance model in the 80s.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Incentivizing the number of clients upon which HIV tests are performed for example, leads to increasing access for patients to HIV screening, and should result in physicians offering these services to patients they would not have offered this service to otherwise.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The reasons for this increased risk is mostly straight-forward. Lack of adequate drinking water and sanitation leads to an increased incidence of water-borne diseases.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "One major drawback is that investing heavily in programming for one particular area of the health sector often means that funding for other areas suffers and human resources will flock towards working in that area that has more resources (the effect of international funding to HIV/AIDS and its effect on the family planning sector is one example). In addition, running multiple parallel programs for one area results in duplication of services that are also uncoordinated between programs. This leads to an increase in forms and paperwork for supplies and funding.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "As a result, administrative costs and fees often further hamper the organization's viability. In addition, the premium fees are often set on the basis of how much the members can pay rather than on the costs of provision of care. This means that the administrators must develop a package of services that are covered and decide what is excluded.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Other frequent interventions to halt the spread of communicable diseases include vector control, sanitation and waste disposal, and the provision of safe food, in the hopes that those services will ease the spread of disease. In armed conflicts that interrupt infrastructure and displace citizens, the first goal of health systems strengthening should concern provision of health care.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "As an example, the WHO found that after violence erupted following the 2007 elections in Kenya, \"30% of the health facilities are not functioning. This disruption in the health system is affecting routine health care delivery and emergency care services. Already there are reports of patients on Anti-Retroviral Therapy for HIV and Tuberculosis treatment being unable to access their drugs.\" These sorts of shortages are quite common in conflict-affected zones, due to the increased logistical frustrations of avoiding fighting or insurgents who might steal supplies.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "There are knobs by which governments can effect horizontal equity, namely through financing options, providing more money to rural providers to incentivize serving communities that traditionally have less access. Governments can also facilitate community-based health insurance schemes to help those in marginal areas increase access. CBHIs, however, may not always be vertically equitable, as the poorest are still often unable to pay premiums for service.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, service-specific strategies mean healthcare professionals can be trained or separately for multiple different vertical programs, reducing the time available to treat patients. As can be seen vertical programs cause redundancies that often lead to a decrease in health sector efficiency. Health system responses, on the other hand, have the benefit of strengthening the framework by addressing underlying issues affecting access, quality, and efficiency across the healthcare system.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "This practice can also be extended to other health sector performance issues.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "There are no incentives for providing services towards the MDG goals. As a result, the recommendation for Indonesian health systems strengthening are two-fold: An increased federal investment in a social insurance scheme and the development of a pay for performance bonus system for certain services offered.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "These sorts of issues mean that administration of these insurance schemes really need qualified, experienced administrators that are often lacking in these rural areas. A poorly-run scheme with staff that is not up to the task likely will eat up potential funds with administrative fees. A third likely reason for the failing of so many rural insurance schemes is the lack of government support that would help such a setup to thrive. Generally, donor-funded schemes will need to become independent at some point after insurance scheme has been established and the initial donor has pulled out.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Not only did most doctors earn nearly the limit for bonuses offered (well over $100,000), but studies showed that the services provided were comparable to US rates, which did not have a bonus model. In other words, the performance measures were set too low and were too easy to meet to have any real effect on care. In addition, setting out-come based and quality-based targets must be the focus.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "That being said, this category still includes traditional workers, such as midwives, who cannot provide medical interventions should the pregnancy be complicated (hence the large percentage of maternal deaths caused by hemorrhage). In other words, the improvements made in this particular indicator are somewhat misleading and there is still much work to be done. In addition, there has been a decline in the percentage of diarrheal cases in children under five years treated by a health professional. While data on postnatal care is incomplete, it is clear that this area is also of concern, with low rates across the country. Cesarian-section rates are still lower than should be expected, around 4%.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "When these sorts of root problems are addressed, improvements can be seen in all aspects of health services delivery, rather than one specific, focused area. This approach has limitations as well, primarily fact that goals are much less focused and require much more coordination among stakeholders.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "One final recommendation for Namibia when implementing a pay for performance model, ensure that supplies are available on the anticipated level needed before introducing a bonus model. As HIV testing will likely increase, and ARVs will logically be used more as a result, stock needs to be adequate to meet increased demand. Another related recommendation is to do implement the new bonus system as fast as possible.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "There are many ways in which a scheme can often become a financial disaster. Firstly, when rural insurance is developed, the risk pools the insurance organize from are often smaller, leading to a decreased risk pool.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The concern of provision poses a number of logistical issues, namely access to services and security issues for supplies. Not only are IDPs often settled in places with marginal access to begin with, but their presence causes undue pressure on services established for the communities that already existed, complicating access for everyone in the region. In addition, conflict almost always causes some disruption of healthcare services as a tactical ploy in the fighting.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Between 2000 and 2006 there were 30 communicable disease outbreaks in 14 different conflict-affected countries, including the Democratic Republic of the Congo (Ebola, Marburg, monkeypox, cholera, plague) and the Sudan (meningitis, relapsing fever, hepatitis E, ebola, cholera). The most common diseases in the Sudan include pneumonia, measles, and malaria. The WHO document, \"Communicable Disease Risk Assessment: Protocol For Humanitarian Emergencies\" explains why communicable diseases are such a huge issue for both refugee populations and IDPs .", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "It wasn't long until a child diagnosed with leukemia was denied care because the services weren't viewed as cost-effective in Medicaid's new system. The uproar over denial of care for cancer treatments eventually led to Oregon abandoning the system altogether. That being said, efficiency and equity are not in direct opposition, per se. One of the most attractive elements of efficiency is that it should in theory free up funding that can be devoted to providing services for the poor.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The high number of vulnerable populations (i.e. children, women and elderly) in IDP settings.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Ensuring that the benefits outweigh the expected cost increases is of the utmost importance. In establishing a pay for performance model, it is important that Namibia first ensure they have reliable data as to the current inefficiencies in their HIV/AIDS monitoring and treatment system, otherwise they risk setting performance targets that are too easy to meet, much like the UK did. A thorough study of how frequently HIV testing and treatment is done must be performed before targets can be realistically set.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "As a rule, egalitarian liberalism is primarily concerned with equal access. There are a number of \"control knobs\" available to governments to affect equality, namely financing (how funds are collected for services, out of pocket vs. tax-collection), payment (how providers are paid for services provided), and regulation (establishing a basic package of services, for example). Equity's relationship with efficiency is an important aspect for governments to consider as well.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, around 75% of the doctors who have left are expected not to return to Iraq after the conflict is over. In Iraq, the reasons for doctor migration vary, including about 13% who stated they left due to threats of kidnapping or murder. Complicating the \"Brain Drain\" problem even further is the traditional issue of physician compensation.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Another important aspect of health systems in conflict situations is the question of where the financial resources will originate from. Government support in extended conflicts typically wanes, increasing reliance on NGO and bilateral agency funding for health-sector funding.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, ensuring that social insurance is available for all employed citizens (with an additional federal or federally subsidized program for the unemployed and indigent) ensures that there is accountability, rather than throwing more money at district governments than they know what to do with. In addition, the development of a \"bonus\" system for providing antenatal and postnatal care should provide an incentive for doctors to continue care for both mother and child. Perhaps offering bonuses for meeting certain thresholds, such as number of births attended or mean number of visits with children under five years.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Increasing the number of doctors trained in their medical schools is one way to counteract the problem, but in the shorter term, doctor shortage will further contribute to the access issues already facing the country. While everyone in Iraq, even IDPs, have access to healthcare, the quality is sure to suffer, particularly in Baghdad.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In recent years, prevention of the spread of infectious diseases has become a priority in IDP healthcare, as so many of the deaths in IDP camps are preventable.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In these sorts of logistically difficult situations, not only are basic services not accessible, but access to care is virtually impossible. Diseases that are easily treatable, such as malaria and tuberculosis, can run rampant due to insufficient resources to deal with outbreaks as well as having many people in a small area together.. As a case study of the issues relating to inadequate access to clinics and services one can look at 2007 Kenya. Extended violence broke out after the elections that year.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "This puts the insurance organization at an immediate disadvantage, as the ability to pay out for all care needed is decreased when the risk pool is smaller. In addition, these sorts of systems, when not developed properly, may allow people to move in and out of the system with relative ease, meaning a person can pay for coverage when they need it (say when a woman becomes pregnant) and stop participating when they are in relatively good health. In other words, these people will only be adding stress to an already small risk pool, further hurting the financial viability of the organization. This problem can be fixed, usually through a waiting period during which the person is paying into the pool but not able to utilize services, but these sorts of decisions should be made before a rural insurance scheme is implemented.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, the lack of clear, direct goals lead to discouragement among actors. These difficulties, though, are not surmountable, and the long-term strengthening benefits of health-systems wide approaches make this preferable to programmatic interventions. In defining next steps in improving neonatal and maternal healthcare in Indonesia, one must discuss the ability of the government to make changes that will improve services and service utilization. Of particular concern is the fact that the current system is largely decentralized and underfunded, with the vast majority of Indonesian citizens lacking insurance, almost 74%.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "While there may not be any perfectly equitable system, it is clear that those systems that run largely on out-of-pocket payments (as in most developing countries) or private insurance-based systems like the US (where insurance providers often participate in adverse selection to decrease their risk) largely are not equitable. While health systems that provide universal coverage are generally more equitable, there are still other considerations, such as how funds are raised, the distribution of healthcare providers across the country, and so on. The reason for the mixed success of many donor-funded rural insurance schemes is complicated.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The need for quality data is also an ongoing concern, as services provided will need to continue to be monitored once a bonus structure is put in place.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "However, the importance of providing basic medical services to all citizens cannot be understated. Individually displaced people (IDPs) have very specific medical needs due to their circumstances. Infectious diseases often run wild among IDP communities, and mental health is an ongoing issue that often goes overlooked.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "A second major issue, and one that has long-term post-conflict implications, is of doctor migration out of the country, also known as the \"Brain Drain\". While the \"Brain Drain\" traditionally occurs due to a lesser-developed country not being able to offer competitive compensation to in-country doctors, conflict can have the same effect.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, Spiegel points to the \"poor access to services and the absence of mandate and funding for one agency to assume decisive responsibility for non-refugee populations\" as a complicating issue . In other words, the lack of an international mandate to serve IDPs, like the one that exists for people deemed worthy of \"refugee\" status, complicates issues.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "For an illness like HIV/AIDS, number cured obviously cannot be a monitored outcome. Patients in ongoing treatment, however, and cases of HIV detected certainly can. One measure that Namibia may want to consider is number of new HIV cases detected and put on ongoing therapy, in order to ensure that the adverse selection mentioned above. In many ways, incentivizing numbers of clients rather than percentages may be a good idea to ensure comprehensive care for HIV-positive citizens.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Another contributor to the failing of so many of these sorts of schemes is the administrative stress of developing such schemes. For smaller schemes like these sorts of rural insurance organizations, administrative costs are high, owing to the reduced funding pool, and the high administrative needs. For instance, most administrators must negotiate rates with providers, set premiums and collect premiums from members, and coordinate recruitment into the scheme.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Developing a social insurance mandate has occurred somewhat for federal employees, with the employees and employers paying a percentage of the premium. Continuing to develop a system with a wider reach, much like Thailand developed, should help solve a number of the access issues. In addition, expanding federal insurance coverage for the poor should help ensure a more equitable distribution of care.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Some of the various issues in IDP and conflict situations are issues of access, doctor migration out of country, and financing. While conflict often causes NGOs and bilateral agencies to intervene, this adds yet another level of coordination to the puzzle. In this paper, various armed conflicts around the world will be discussed, highlighting particular health system needs and basic health-systems failings.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "During this conflict, the three biggest causes of morbidity and mortality were all easily treatable: acute respiratory disease, malaria, and diarrhea. In addition to a prevalence of preventable deaths, the decline of the healthcare infrastructure during conflict leads to long-term demographic health issues for countries like Kenya. As Dr.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The rate of neonatal and infant mortality in Indonesia remained rather static for the last ten years. While the country is on track to meet many of the Millennium Development Goals, such as the water and sanitation targets, the rates of improvement for child and maternal health are woefully short of the improvements needed to meet their target goals by 2015. The multiple reasons for these shortcomings will be discussed below, and point to a need to strengthen the health system rather than focus on programmatic interventions. Indonesia has made improvements in the number of births with a skilled health worker attending, with 72% of births now meeting this target.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "This issue is not constrained to only doctors, either. In 2006 it was found that only about 30% of all healthcare staff positions were filled. In a place like Iraq, the \"Brain Drain\" is a very real issue that threatens long-term health systems stability.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "With government backing, one might be able to get additional funding, or at least a \"safety net\" that may be willing to help the insurance organization should it experience funding problems in the future. Thirdly, it is important that the rural insurance scheme be developed to provide at the very least a basic set of services that can be paid for. In other words, the insurance scheme will need to ensure from the start that catastrophic costs are not going to cause the entire scheme to fold. As undesirable as it may be, that may mean that services will need to be excluded from coverage (for example, paying for outpatient services at clinics but not paying for hospital services). Related to this is the consideration mentioned earlier about a waiting period before services can be utilized.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In fact, as Rawl's notes, inequality should only be allowed in raising the status of the poor. In discussing equity, it is important to note that there are two aspects that need to be analyzed: vertical equity and horizontal equity. Vertical equity is the distribution of services across income levels . In other words, do the richest citizens have the same level of access compared to the poorest?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In discussing next steps towards improving neonatal and maternal care indicators, the most basic question is how to most effectively address the lack of service. Specifically, should Indonesia develop program-specific approaches or strengthen the overall health system without focusing on pre and post-pregnancy care for the mother and child. There is no question that programmatic approaches to solve the problems outlined above are attractive.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Even for providers who don't suffer from threats of violence against them, in a place like Iraq today they cannot afford to hold on to the existing doctors. As stated by Agron Ferati in the Brookings Institute's 2009 panel, \"Monitoring Health Services among Iraqi Refugees and Internally Displaced Persons,\" \"Why should I remain in Baghdad as a surgeon, when I can go in Dubai and earn $5,000 salary, while in Baghdad I risk my own life, my family's lives, for $600 or $700?\" This problem only surface in Iraq after the war.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In addition, some common considerations, such as the common use of mobile health clinics and the provision of mental health care, are also discussed. Finally, the special case of Nepal deserves attention.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In many ways, this payment structure, when used in an intelligent manner, can increase health outcomes and increase health access. When performance incentives are set up to measure outcomes, say the percentage of HIV-positive patients put on anti-retroviral therapy, increased health status should be a clear outcome. This also adds to efficiency, as performance targets can be set to reward providers who provide low-cost, high effectiveness treatments and interventions. Preventative care and screening, say HIV testing during regular checkups, can also add to efficiency, as HIV testing and screening has been shown to be a cost-effective intervention by the CDC. In addition, for performance-based measures, physicians often have incentives to provide certain services to as much of the population as possible.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Another issue of access concerns vertical equity. There is a 27% gap in service utilization between the poorest and richest quintiles. Clearly the poor are finding it much more difficult to access healthcare services, likely due to out of pocket costs.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The international response to the genocide in Rwanda in the 1990s was, in the words of Dr. Paul Spiegel, \"disastrous\" . The UN had very little presence in the country for the majority of the conflict, largely due to US reticence to intervene.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In fact, physician migration has occurred time and time again during unrest in a country. Over half of Cuba's doctors left during the revolution. Zimbabwe lost over two thirds of their physicians in the 1990s. Even in Iraq today, it is estimated that over half of the doctors have left the country, many for Jordan. It should be noted that the doctor loss was most severe in Baghdad, likely due to the intensity of the conflict there.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Complicating the issue even further, IDP populations usually are not sufficiently vaccinated to prevent epidemics. Some of the threats posed by communicable diseases in IDP settings according to the WHO include:. Increased incidence of endemic disease - Increased morbidity and mortality from diseases like HIV/AIDS.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "One concern with setting a target such as total number of HIV tests administered means that providers have incentives to test people already tested recently (within the last three months, say) or people who have no risk. There is some incentive to abuse the system for providers, in other words. Another problem with a pay for performance model is the risk that it might cause some adverse selection. If there are performance measures for the percentage of HIV-positive patients on ARVs, for instance, there would be an incentive for providers not to take on new HIV-positive clients to ensure they are still meeting these sorts of ratio benchmarks.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Recognizing the ongoing issue of infectious disease, the international community has stressed the importance of preventing disease transmission among IDP communities. The WHO has developed a three-step framework to identify communicable disease risk in conflict and disaster situations. Event Description - Characterizing the nature of the event and the characteristics of those displaced can help to determine the risk of communicable disease outbreak among the population.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "What is so intriguing about is the fact that during a ten year conflict within the country from 1996-2006, there was improvement in 16 of 19 Millennium Development Goals at the same time. This goes against traditional thinking, that during conflict health indicators will regress. Are there lessons that can be taken away for future conflict interventions?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "It is important to keep in mind these sorts of unintended consequences of pay for performance implementation. A third and final issue with the pay for performance model is the fact that it will increase administrative costs. Rather than paying providers on a salaried basis, the setting of performance targets means there will need to be follow-up to ensure services provided are not inflated and there is a new built in payment system that requires more staff. While this shouldn't discourage a country from implementing a pay for performance model, it must be considered early on, as healthcare spending will likely increase.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Jeff Wilkinson said at the time of the outbreak of violence, \"With the unrest, the Kenyan people cannot get access to the preventive tools, such as bed nets to guard against malaria, or condoms to guard against sexually transmitted diseases. Moreover, if they get sick, they cannot make it to clinics for treatments. Since tuberculosis and HIV require long-term treatment, lack of access is a huge obstacle to controlling the diseases.\"", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In theory, providing a risk-pooling scheme for areas where nothing existed before seems rather straightforward. In practice, however, these communities often have certain issues developing viable, sustainable health insurance schemes. The primary reason many of the rural insurance schemes have failed in the past is due to insufficient funding.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In other words, devoting resources to the most critical services and doing so in a cost-effective way. These concepts can seem at times to be in direct opposition to the idea of equity. A good example of this tension between equity and efficiency can be seen in Oregon in the 1990s when their Medicaid system decided to prioritize health interventions based on their DALYs and what services were most cost efficient. This ground-breaking system was based on the idea of allocative efficiency.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Another benefit of such a setup would be additional revenue from people unable to use funds yet, helping the insurance scheme stay afloat. Rural health insurance can work, and there are certainly examples of that. The important part is that before implementation an experienced staff is put together to develop a financially stable, realistic system.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "It is also important that the country ensure that its health system is both financially and technologically prepared for the additional anticipated stress to its country's healthcare infrastructure. In cases of civil war or armed conflict, the question of how to strengthen health systems is a complicated one, as government resources and attentions are often focused on other, more immediate problems.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "The c-section rates additionally point to another concerning issue. While the rate of c-section is 7% in urban settings, it is only 2% in rural. This points to the problem of equity of coverage across the country. Clearly access to healthcare services is focused around urban areas.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In 2006 alone, 28% of specialists left Baghdad. Other areas of Iraq saw numerous Baghdad doctors relocate to their areas rather than leave the country entirely. Nevertheless, the proportion of doctors who migrated in Iraq is startling.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "\"Doing more with less,\" in theory at least, should mean there is more for those who rely on subsidized or free services. In addition, efficiency does stress preventative care, as vaccinations and prevention are much more efficient options than treatment of disease. This falls in line with equality issues, as long as who to vaccinate does not become an issue, but is viewed as an allocative efficiency issue (IE coverage for all) rather than a technical efficiency issue, which may value vaccinating those close to a clinic, but devalue the cost of reaching those in hard-to-reach communities. Equity should be one of the most fundamental considerations in all health systems strengthening efforts, and should be the aim of any system.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Firstly, when developing a plan, it is important for the donors and those implementing the project to look to success stories to see what can be learned. There are plenty of cases of successful projects, perhaps most notably the development of community-based health insurance into the national healthcare financing plan in Rwanda. The Rwanda example also illustrates the importance of involving the government, both at a country-wide level and the community level, at an early stage and getting commitment from them before implementation of any rural insurance scheme.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Not only do \"vertical approaches\" that target one sector of improvements have much more targeted, manageable objectives, they also generally generate faster results. There are some drawbacks to keep in mind, however.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Governments should keep equity in mind when discussion health systems solutions. In fact, one might say it is the basis of the liberal approach to healthcare.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "In the last 15 years, access to healthcare has improved in conflict situations, but there is still a long way to go. 4 of the 5 countries with the highest under 5 mortality rate are conflict affected (Sierra Leone, Angola, Afghanistan, and Liberia). Just as concerning are the apparent disparities between populations affected differently by the same conflict.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Equity in healthcare refers to the even distribution of access and services across a given group. Inequality and inequity are not necessarily the same thing. If inequality, among say the rich and the poor are due to financial or time constraints (i.e. the poor cannot afford certain services) it can be said that it that is an inequity.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "As IDP camps tend to be located in remote, marginal areas, there typically is no easy supply route to avoid stock outs. In Iraq in 2006, for example, only about 30% of clinics reported an adequate supply of essential drugs.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "If testing or new cases are incentivized, there is a chance that providers will hold off on HIV testing until the new system is installed and they can be paid more for providing the same service. Provided Namibia prepare properly and set appropriate targets, pay for performance can be a critical tool in stopping the AIDS epidemic in their country. As outlined in this paper, however, when setting targets it is of the utmost importance that benchmarks be analyzed for potential consequences, including unintended effects to the provision of and quality of care.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Horizontal equity refers to the distribution of services across different regions of an area, usually a country. Of particular interest here is access in urban areas vs. access in rural areas. Generally, healthcare is more easily accessible to those in urban areas, where one usually finds more healthcare providers.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "h", + "text": "Health Service Delivery - People have equal access to effective, safe and quality health services that are standardized and follow accepted protocols and guidelines. Human Resources - Health services are provided by trained and competent health work- forces who have an adequate mix of knowledge and skills to meet the health needs of the population.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They will listen carefully and follow the instructions to the best of their ability. If there are any problems, they will discuss the problems and solutions with an expert. Tactile learners enjoy a hands-on approach, participating in experiments and actively exploring the world around them. Many tactile learners have trouble sitting still and participating in a classroom lecture.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The most salient example of this widespread support is Project Follow Through, the most expensive federally-funded educational program ever. It was intended to continue the education of preschoolers exiting Head Start programs.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The earliest modern model of learning is B. F. Skinner's behaviorist theory. Behaviorism is the theory that positive and negative reinforcement influences and controls learning.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Instead of being run by administrators concerned with economic or political motives, Waldorf schools are primarily run democratically by the teachers. Waldorf schools consistently produce strong, independent thinkers, and for this reason, the Waldorf educational model is still used in schools around the world. Social and Emotional Learning has emerged as a field thanks to a new understanding of science, nature, child development, and biology, based on the subjective goals of increasing the potential for success and happiness.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The theory of multiple intelligences supports the idea that these men were profoundly intelligent, even if they did not score highly on traditional IQ tests. Everyone learns differently.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Psychotherapy is a strong component of many therapeutic approaches to treating problems including PTSD, substance addiction, and eating disorders. Scientists these days recognize that a number of different fields are involved with brain research. This realization has led to the emergence of cognitive science, a discipline that aims to connect researchers from many different disciplines, including psychology, artificial intelligence, philosophy, neuroscience, learning, linguistics, anthropology, and sociology. Cognitive science students typically do coursework in linguistics, philosophy, psychology, and computers, providing a broad, interdisciplinary education.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The Montessori method of teaching is a modern educational movement that encourages teachers to view children and classroom education differently than the common teacher-student relationship. Instead of focusing on academic education, the Montessori method focuses on respecting and encouraging each child's individual differences, providing a nurturing environment to teach social interaction and emotional skills. The Montessori method is most often applied at the pre-school level due to its focus on early child development.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "In addition to requiring your username and password to log in, the financial account will also require an RSA token, usually a string of six numbers, which changes every few seconds. Banks can send you this RSA token on an RSA authenticator, a device about the size of a keychain. Since the string of numbers changes regularly, only the person holding the RSA authenticator has access to the account, thus protecting finances from fraud. The security of your financial accounts usually relates to the number of hoops a hacker needs to jump through in order to access them. The most secure requires the hacker to have stolen your RSA authenticator.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The Montessori method was created in the early 20th century by Maria Montessori, an Italian educator and physician. The philosophical tenet behind the Montessori method is that children each have their own internal guidance for self-directed development. The teacher acts as a guide, watching over the classroom to remove obstacles from learning but not participating as a direct instructor.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The program's goal was to teach every child in the class to read at the same level. Today, most K-12 education uses a modernized version of the original program. Previously known as DISTAR, an acronym for \"Direct Instruction System for Teaching Arithmetic and Reading,\" and created by SRA/McGraw-Hill, modern programs offer standard lesson plans for Reading and Arithmetic based on grade level.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "What about someone like Einstein, who did not learn to speak until he was eight or nine years old? Edgar Allen Poe, one of America's finest writers, was profoundly asocial and was afflicted with manic depression.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Social and emotional learning increase a child's emotional intelligence quotient, known colloquially as people-smarts, providing children with an opportunity to excel at more than just academics. Teachers and parents must intentionally teach literacy and academic skills, and according to social and emotional learning theorists, they should be just as intentional about providing instruction in social and emotional skills.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "It's also important to look for teachable moments in your everyday life. For example, if a child hits another child, discipline must be accompanied by teaching, for example, telling children that hitting is not okay and to get an adult if they need help resolving a dispute. However, there are two reasons this is not the most effective way to teach social behavior. First, the incident has already occurred, and both children are upset and will not be receptive to learning. Second, the child might find the teacher's attention reinforcing and hit children just to get the teacher's attention again.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "A major criticism of the theory is that it has never been empirically tested. Some critics argue it is not falsifiable.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The specifics of Piaget's theory have been improved by further research, but Piaget's stage-oriented view of development remains the most prominent theory of when learning occurs. Why do we learn? Many people have never asked this question. Lev Vygotsky's theory of Social Cognition offers interesting insight into the reasons behind learning.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Initially, it was compared to a wax tablet, then to a sheet of papyrus, then to a book, and most recently, to a computer. As you learn about the brain, keep in mind that the usefulness of these metaphors is limited and can lead to erroneous conclusions.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Still, one must recognize that some people who score poorly on IQ tests are profoundly good at other activities. If anything, this shows why it is important to be critical of IQ testing.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "All of these theories can co-exist because they attempt to explain different methods or types of learning. Each answers a different question, and together, they provide a broad understanding of the brain and learning.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Though it's not the traditional way to teach a class, the Montessori method offers empirically-supported advantages to children above and beyond normal development and learning. The Waldorf method of teaching is a unique educational strategy which aims to create well-rounded students through a broad curriculum, including academics, art and music education, physical education, and emotional and social education.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Accretion is a gradual, sometimes subliminal, acquisition of knowledge. This is the primary source for learning about language, habits, culture, and social rules, and it accounts for most of the things that we know.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Though no one knows where dreams originate or what the purpose of dreaming is, many scientists hypothesize that it is the result of the highly active, yet random, neuronal firings. These scientists would speculate that dreams are your brain trying to make sense of random emotions and memories.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The connectionist model states that a piece of knowledge is represented merely by a pattern of neuronal activation rather than by meaning. There is not yet a universally accepted knowledge organization model, because each has strengths and weaknesses. Once stored, memories eventually must be retrieved from storage. Remembering past events is not like watching a recorded video.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Information in long-term memory is hypothesized to be maintained in the structure of certain types of proteins. There are numerous models of how the knowledge is organized in the brain, some based on the way human subjects retrieve memories, others based on computer science, and others based on neurophysiology. The semantic network model states that there are nodes representing concepts, and that the nodes are linked based on their relatedness.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "In a scientific analysis of over 1,000 dreams, researchers found that most dreams are based on emotions (primarily anxiety), sexual themes (about ten percent of dreams in adolescents and about eight percent in adults), and personal experiences from the last day or week. Over 65% of people report that they have recurring dreams. We spend about 3,000 hours per year sleeping.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Directly after REM, the body descends into a deep sleep. Eventually, sleep will lighten and REM will occur again.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Neurobiologists use these techniques to research how different stimuli, like light, sound, or pictures, affect the brain. Psychotherapy also attempts to understand the human brain.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Children are encouraged to learn to play musical instruments, knit, crochet, and draw. Additionally, the Waldorf Method uses no textbooks until sixth grade. Instead, elementary school children keep a journal where they record their experiences and what they have learned. Is it really a good idea to forgo academic education, like reading, until the second grade?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Noam Chomsky, a famous linguist, dismissed behaviorism for its inability to explain language acquisition in children. Language seems to be learned without being explicitly taught.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Many modern security systems still use this method to fool keyloggers. Modern keylogger-defeating security screens more often feature a secret image that you select when you open the account. Even if a keylogger detects your password, there is no way for them to detect the image you click, thus protecting finances from fraud. The most secure type of authentication is using an RSA authenticator.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Stages one through four range from light sleep to deep sleep, and stage five is REM sleep. REM is one of the lightest stages of sleep. REM sleep occurs about every two hours throughout the night. During REM, the brain stops stimulating the brain's motor cortex. This prevents dreams from causing potentially dangerous movements of the body.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Brain research is usually not conducted on people; the majority of the research is done in laboratories on mice. The mouse brain is very similar to our brain, only much smaller!", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Educators, want some tips on providing social and emotional education to your students? There are several emotional education programs for teachers, including \"The Resolving Conflicts Creatively Program\". Integrating these programs into the daily curriculum and lesson plans will help your students understand how to behave with their peers. Your students will realize that you value their emotional maturity as much as their academic success. You should encourage your students to keep a journal about their feelings.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Memory distortions can be produced in various ways, including varying the wording of a question. For example, merely asking someone whether a red car had left the scene of a hit-and-run can make the person recall having seen a red car during later questioning, even if there was never a red car. Information processing in the brain is the topic of a large, ongoing body of research.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The experimenter would pass out surveys to a large number of people, as many as he can, to get a good sample of responses. Next, the survey responses are processed and turned into raw data.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "When they run out of paint, they simply go and buy more. Eventually, they will learn through experience how much paint is needed to paint a room. Since information is conveyed in different ways, a student's learning style will affect the things they learn.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "According to Piaget, children develop according to stages. The rate of development depends on the fulfillment of intellectual and emotional milestones, each stage building on the successful completion of previous stages.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Less secure methods of authentication require you to disclose a secret image. The least secure additional authentication measure is simply sending an access password to your e-mail account. This can be compromised by a hacker that also has access to your e-mail.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Waldorf educators believe so. Instead of teaching children to read when they are five or six years old, instead, teachers tell fairy tells and read stories to children. This encourages oral mastery before reading education begins.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "According to Skinner, negative reinforcement, also known as punishment, will discourage behavior, while positive reinforcement, like praise, will encourage it. Animal studies strongly support the behaviorist model.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The program was funded from 1968 until 1995, when funding was stopped due to data revealing that there was little or no benefit from the program. However, Project Follow Through did offer the first ever clearly documented empirical proof that the Direct Instruction model was the most effective method of teaching reading, arithmetic, language, spelling, and positive self-image. Direct instruction was the only method out of twenty-two forms of instruction that consistently produced positive results. Direction instruction is, by far, the most widely used method of teaching.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "To answer the question of \"what\" we learn, we know there are four types of information acquisition: transmission, acquisition, accretion, and emergence. Transmission is the transfer of knowledge from one person to another by demonstration, guidance, or direct instruction. It's the traditional way that we envision teaching, but it really only accounts for a small amount of what we learn in our lifetimes. Acquisition is conscious research, guided by the learner. This includes exploration, experimentation, and curiosity.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "According to Vygotsky, learning occurs primarily because of cultural influence. The social cognition learning model posits that children learn because culture teaches them both what to think and how to think. How we learn has been a widely studied and, at times, a hotly debated topic.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "His research showed that IQ tests are a poor indicator of future success in life. Since IQ testing is primarily concerned with vocabulary, spatial relationships, pattern recognition, and other cognitive tasks, researchers hypothesized on what a complete model of intelligence testing might look like.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They use the scientific method to conduct experiments. Experimental psychologists set up an experiment to answer a question.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "X-ray technology, like a CT scan, can show the structure of the brain. PET scans, or positron emission tomography, detect gases that have been marked with radioactive material during the experiment.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Self-awareness and self-reflection is a large part of emotional maturity. Students can be taught strategies to remain calm and in a positive mood. Teaching children how to handle their emotions is an important part of learning.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They may not take many notes. Auditory learners follow oral directions better than written ones. They prefer listening to the radio rather than reading a newspaper.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Recent studies cast doubts about whether it is the best way to teach, but it is empirically proven to be able to consistently raise the average test scores of a school. This has resulted in the success of the teaching method and its widespread use in the classroom. The theory of multiple intelligences was developed in 1983 by a psychologist based on testing done regarding the effectiveness of IQ Tests.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "This stage is marked by the desire to interact socially and emotionally with others. The last stage in development is adolescence. Instead of instructing with rote lectures, handouts, worksheets, and lesson plans, a Montessori teacher will offer guidance, but the child is ultimately responsible for his or her own individual learning. The classroom will often contain several stations, each containing toys which allow children to explore and learn.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Lessons given by the teacher often involve how to use or play with the various instructional toys in the classroom. According to Dr. Montessori, each child develops through several stages, each unique and requiring a slightly different teaching strategy.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "To address the painting problem, visual learners would conduct research online or by reading the backs of paint cans. If there is a problem, visual learners might take measurements and make charts or diagrams of the room. Auditory learners learn primarily through verbal lectures and classroom discussion. Often, they will encourage discussion and ask open-ended questions.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They work best when they can see the facial expressions and body language of the teacher. Oftentimes, visual learners prefer to sit near the front of the class where they can avoid visual distractions. Usually, visual learners will take very detailed notes. Asking visual learners to picture a concept in their head is a useful way to communicate information to them.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "For example, being fearful because you dream that you are lost in the woods might simply be the brain stimulating the fear center at the same time that it stimulates the memory of trees or forests. Do we dream in color? About 60% of people report that they \"always\" dream in color.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "There are several ways hackers can compromise your financial passwords. The oldest is a keylogger. Keyloggers are typically viruses (they can also be USB devices, but this requires that the hacker has access to your physical computer) that monitor the keys you press and the names of the windows you have open. Sophisticated keyloggers will send the keys you press back to a hacker or phisher when the window matches a major bank's login page.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Auditory learners benefit less from reading textbooks.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Identification like a driver's license was required for large transactions, and your identity was protected by being recognized by the people you regularly did business with. In the Digital Age, your financial accounts are usually accessible from anywhere with nothing more than a username and password, leading to a significant amount of financial identity theft. The goal of this article is to illustrate what steps banks have taken to protect finances from fraud and show how you can take full advantage of these security features in order to protect against identity theft.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Teacher resources like DISTAR materials can be found under the republished names \"Reading Mastery,\" \"Language for Learning,\" and \"Arithmetic I/II.\"", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They excel at jigsaw puzzles. They touch or hug others as a sign of friendship. To address the painting problem, tactile learners would go and buy a can of paint and just jump in.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "If something is written down but not discussed in class, or if sufficient examples are not provided, there may be gaps in the knowledge of students. Recognizing the differences in learning styles can ensure that teachers always convey important information by all three methods: saying it, writing it, and showing examples. If learning is the process by which we incorporate ideas and information into our memories, then learning theory aims to describe the nature of the process and offer insight into how teaching can be improved. There are several modern co-existing theories on how we learn, each offering answers to one of several questions - what, when, why, and how.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Food for thought: Do you know someone with a high level of intelligence in something untraditional? For example, how would you rate the intelligence of a star quarterback?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "This process is known as scaffolding and was formulated by Lev Vygotsky as a method of social learning. A Montessori classroom is different from a typical classroom in a number of important ways. These changes encourage children to develop independently into well-rounded individuals. By allowing children to play, instead of sit and listen to lectures, the classroom allows children develop the motivation to learn and explore.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Cognitive science is an emerging discipline that was formed to integrate brain researchers in different fields. Princeton describes it as \"the field of science concerned with cognition; including parts of cognitive psychology and linguistics and computer science and cognitive neuroscience and philosophy of mind.\" Experimental psychologists typically conduct research, develop theories, publish articles, and sometimes teach. Typically, they research topics like attention, learning, memory, thinking, sensation, and perception.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "A similar theory that has enjoyed much more success holds that there are likely at least two types of intelligence, primarily IQ, the intelligence quotient, and EQ, the emotional-intelligence quotient. Many believe that EQ matters more than IQ in terms of potential business or personal success. Additionally, there are a number of critiques of IQ tests that apply regardless of which type of intelligence it measures. First, IQ tests are highly subjective in their scoring between cohorts.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Emergence results from internal reflection. It is the construction of new ideas or theories based on a synthesis of existing knowledge, and it is the primary source of originality. Piaget's theory of cognitive development answers the question of \"when\" we learn.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Information processing starts with input from the sensory organs, which transform physical stimuli such as touch, heat, sound waves, or photons of light into electrochemical signals. The sensory information is repeatedly transformed by the algorithms of the brain in both bottom-up and top-down processing.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "For example, when looking at a picture of a black box on a white background, bottom-up processing puts together very simple information such as color, orientation, and where the borders of the object are - where the color changes significantly over a short space - to decide that you are seeing a box. Top-down processing uses the decisions made at some steps of the bottom-up process to speed up your recognition of the box.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "What do you think? Is there a way to test a person on all eight types of intelligence?", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The tests must be continuously changed to stay relevant. For instance, an early IQ test asked eight-year-olds, \"What is Mars?\" If you answered \"The fourth planet from the sun,\" you would be wrong, as the correct answer was, \"The largest candy maker in the world.\" The Mars Bar was a common snack food for children, but astronomy was not a common topic of instruction in schools.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Additionally, sharing a demographic with the person who wrote the test questions leads to inflated scores, and this has been demonstrated to inflate the scores of white males. While it leads to interesting research if it is true, there may never be a test that accurately measures different or multiple intelligences.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They may use their hands more than the average person to communicate what they want to say. They are good at finding their way around, even in an unfamiliar place.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "In 2006, a three-year study of teaching and learning showed that flexible methods of instruction like Montessori and Waldorf were more effective than direct instruction. Still, it is one of the few scientifically verifiable ways to improve a school's educational curriculum. This has resulted in widespread support of the system and its worldwide adoption in public schools.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Another interesting uniqueness to Montessori classrooms is age grouping. Typically, in Western schools, children are separated by ages and grade levels, interacting primarily with children their own age. A Montessori classroom will often be a mixed-age class, for example, containing all children between the ages of three and six. This is important because children are always at different stages in their development, and younger children can learn by watching older children play.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Many cognitive scientists have dismissed behaviorism because of its perceived inability to explain the intricate methods of learning and cognition in which the human brain engages. Additionally, it fails to explain how the social environment affects learning. The idea that behavior can be explained without referencing sociocultural influences is a tenet of behaviorism, leading to a theory that most scientists dismiss as too narrow. A person's behavior depends on more than just the rewards and punishments that they have experienced throughout their life.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "If a hacker can track the keys you press, they can easily discern what your username and password is and log into your bank remotely. The first breakthrough in protecting against identity theft was simple. Instead of allowing users to enter their password with their keyboards, require them to use a mouse to click the letters on the screen.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "For example, in a semantic network, \"chair\" might be linked to \"table,\" which can be linked to \"wooden,\" and so forth.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They make verbal analogies to demonstrate points. They work well with mnemonics. To address the painting problem, auditory learners would call a friend who knows how to paint and ask for instructions or advice.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Educators have a duty to teach students to manage their emotions, resolve conflicts peacefully, and be responsible for their actions. Effective teaching of emotional intelligence requires, first and foremost, good teacher and parent role models. By creating an environment of emotional acceptance and encouraging children to work through their emotions in a positive way, children will learn that certain behaviors are allowed and others are not.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "They often hum, whistle, or sing to themselves. They are usually very articulate and enjoy debates. They like telling jokes and stories.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The stated goal of the Waldorf Method is to produce individuals able to create meaning in their own lives. The Waldorf educational system was created nearly a hundred years ago by Rudolf Steiner, an Austrian philosopher and scientist. Steiner was familiar with a philosophy known as anthroposophy, the idea that children who consciously cultivate independent thinking will be more ready to handle the important natural and spiritual questions with which philosophers and scientists are concerned. The Waldorf education was devised to be responsive to the needs of childhood, including allowing children to set their own pace and use their imagination and creativity.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "In the Waldorf curriculum, writing is taught before reading. The alphabet is explored as a way to communicate with others through pictures. This allows writing to evolve out of the art and doodles of children, instead of from their ability to read and reproduce written content. Waldorf schools are safe and nurturing environments where children can enjoy their childhood and be protected from harmful influences of the broader society.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "There are several other differences between the Waldorf Method and other traditional teaching methodologies. First, academic education is de-emphasized. In fact, the types of education which are routinely cut from public school budgets are often the crux of a Waldorf education. These include education in art, music, and foreign languages.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Sleep has a number of benefits, and a healthy night of it is always a cherished prize. Though we are asleep, our bodies are hard at work repairing themselves. To help you stay asleep, your brain becomes less receptive to outside light or sound stimuli, but if you look inside the brain, you will find the brain itself is quite active (Paraphrased from a Washington University professor). People with sleeping problems often visit doctors certified by the American Academy of Sleep Medicine (AASM).", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "What is a dream? The most accessible definition is that it is simply a series of images, sounds, and emotions that are experienced during sleep. What causes dreaming? When the body enters REM sleep, it begins to send signals to different parts of the brain. These signals go through parts of the brain associated with memory and emotions.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Good parents and teachers have a duty to provide instruction in dealing with emotions constructively.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The radioactive signatures allow the PET scan to detect the presence of the inhaled gas in the brain or organs. MRI stands for Magnetic Resonance Imaging. It is a non-invasive brain scan that shows the structure of the brain, like an x-ray in high definition. MRI machines cost millions of dollars. Finally, the fMRI scan, or functional MRI, allows researchers to detect changes to the blood flow in the brain, allowing a very accurate view of the brain and neural activation.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "It creates better perception of emotion in faces and pictures, including in one's own image. When children don't have these skills, they often exhibit challenging or confrontational behavior or become quiet and withdrawn.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "It is, rather, a process of reconstructing what may have happened based on the details the brain chose to store and was able to recall. Recall is triggered by a retrieval cue, an environmental stimulus that prompts the brain to retrieve the memory. Evidence shows that the better the retrieval cue, the higher the chance of recalling the memory. It is important to note that the retrieval cue can also make a person reconstruct a memory improperly.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "For instance, asking the question \"what is your favorite color?\" can help an experimental psychologist determine what percent of people like the color red, which can lead to inferences about how the brain handles preferences.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "The human brain is a complicated, creative information-processing system. As technology advanced from primitive to modern, the metaphors used to describe the brain also advanced.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Although some people are fascinated by the brain on its own merits, a growing number are looking to psychology in order to better their own study skills and cognitive performance. Modern brain research is being done in a variety of fields. Experimental psychologists at research universities are developing theories about the social and cognitive aspects of the brain and proving these by running tests on college freshmen. Neuroscientists use imaging techniques along with visual or auditory stimuli to measure and record changes within the brain.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Animals learn very quickly to avoid the button or lever that delivers a shock while pressing the button that delivers the food. Many psychologists dispute behaviorism's ability to tell the whole story. After all, human beings respond to more than just rewards and punishments.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "For example, verbal input can be encoded structurally, referring to what the printed word looks like, phonemically, referring to what the word sounds like, or semantically, referring to what the word means. Once information is stored, it must be maintained. Some animal studies suggest that working memory, which stores information for roughly 20 seconds, is maintained by an electrical signal looping through a particular series of neurons for a short period of time.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "pp", + "text": "Though direct instruction is probably the oldest form of teaching, it came into a more modern light when a program was created by a professor at Johns Hopkins University in the mid-1980s as a way to address the problems of inner-city Baltimore schools. In this program, which focused on reading instruction, ninety minutes each day were dedicated to pre-ordained lesson plans and worksheets. The plan primarily featured scripted instruction and specific activities in which children engaged for defined periods of time.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Middle and lower level positions in colonial administration and other jobs which required literacy and a degree of education were largely occupied by whites. Of the Africans who finished school, few were able to find employment and actually put their educations to use. Teaching in missionary schools was one of the more common occupations for educated Africans. The mixed-race population, known as coloureds or Mischlinge, had more opportunities for jobs than pure Africans but were still generally restricted to artisan labor and very limited work in colonial administration.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Leutwein's tenure in South West Africa in some ways reflected that of Wilhelm Solf's in Samoa. Like Leutwein, Solf was also often at odds with German settlers and came from a liberal family. The image of the Samoan as a noble savage was even more prominent in Samoa than that of the Witbooi in South West Africa. Solf however had much greater success in his policies than Leutwein.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "This mirrored similar policies that were carried out in Samoa, where natives were also represented as noble savages. Part of Leutwein's motivation for these policies was rooted in the social rivalry between bourgeois and aristocratic elements in Wilhelmine Germany.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The effort proved unsuccessful and violent reprisals led to hundreds of deaths. This event was widely reported on around the world and marked the beginning of Angola's fourteen year struggle for independence. On the onset of the war, two main groups challenged the Portuguese, the MPLA and the FNLA (previously UPA).", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The poorly equipped FNLA guerillas, even with Zairian and foreign mercenary support were no match for the highly trained Cuban soldiers that supported the MPLA and were soon routed and forced to retreat into their strongholds in the north and back into Zaire. Further south the MPLA faced attacks from both the FNLA and UNITA and starting in October a massive invasion by the South African Defense Force (SADF) from South-West Africa (modern Namibia). Without Cuban support, the MPLA in the south quickly folded to the SADF and within a month the southern front was only 120 miles from Luanda.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The Cold War brought the global struggle between the West and communism to Angola and many other African countries also going through the decolonization process, but nowhere did foreign intervention reach such a large scale or involve so many different parties as in post-colonial Angola. While the United States, China, and the Soviet Union openly or clandestinely funded and armed factions, actual soldiers from Cuba, South Africa, and Zaire (now the Democratic Republic of the Congo) participated in the war on the sides of various factions. In addition to having ideological bases, the rebel groups were also affiliated with particular ethnic groups and other segments of society (such as the urban-rural divide).", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "European perceptions of the Samoan were not unanimously positive, but the idea of the Samoan noble savage had more support than that of the Witbooi noble savage, as colonial discourse on the Nama was largely mixed and often negative. White settlement was also of a much smaller scale in Samoa, in part due to its tropical climate. Because of these factors the education system for natives in Samoa was more advanced and featured secular schools that trained Samoans for jobs in colonial administration. The situation in Namibia was vastly different and would not allow similar policies.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Though it is beyond the scope of this paper, further research into the relationships between European attitudes to native populations and colonial policy in other German colonies would be a fruitful endeavor. Among the many liberation and civil wars in Africa, the forty-year long conflict in Angola was one of the lengthiest, bloodiest, and most complicated.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The European population of South West Africa reflected the relatively hospitable conditions. By 1913 nearly 15,000 whites lived in South West Africa, while only 5,336 lived in the colony with the next largest settler population, East Africa.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "In 1974 a left-leaning military coup overthrew the government of Marcello Caetano, ending the authoritarian Estado Novo (New State) that had ruled Portugal since 1932. The unpopular colonial wars played a large role in the coup, and the new government pledged to withdraw Portuguese troops from the colonies and grant them independence.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "In the late 1860s a movement opposed to Christian conversion formed, further hindering missionary efforts. By 1874 less than 1% of the Ovaherero had been baptized, and by 1904 this proportion only grew to 6%.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Other Europeans were frustrated by the Ovaherero's refusal to sell their cattle. This resistance to change and \"Europeanization\" helped reinforce perceptions which would legitimize a policy of land and cattle appropriation and eventually extermination. When Germany formally claimed South West Africa in 1884, colonial authorities looked to missionaries as primary resources on the native populations.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "13,068,161 people (2010 est.) live in Angola, and like most other African countries the population is very young, with a median age of 18. The population is divided into three main ethnic groups: the Ovimbundu in the central highlands (37%), the Mbundu along the coastal plain and around the capital city Luanda (25%), and the Bakongo people of northern Angola (13%), who are also a prominent group in neighboring Congo-Brazzaville and the Democratic Republic of the Congo. Other African ethnic groups, Europeans, and people of mixed European and African descent (mesticos) make up the rest of the population.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Starting in Tunisia and Morocco in 1956 and extending to Sub-Saharan Africa with Ghana in 1957, most African countries had achieved independence from their European colonial masters by the mid-1960s. In the Portuguese colonies independence was a longer and more drawn out experience, as the Portuguese continued to assert their control and encourage new white settlement right until 1974, on the eve of independence. In February of 1961 a large group of Africans armed with knives and clubs attempted to free militants from a Luanda prison.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The legacy of nearly five centuries of Portuguese rule lies at the root of many of the problems that have plagued Angola in the modern period. Though many of these features are common to the European colonization of Africa in general, some belong to the peculiar brand of colonialism practiced by Portugal, which often ran counter to the experience of other European countries. The Portuguese themselves acknowledged these differences with the theory of lusotropicalism, particularly under the regime of Antonio Salazar.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Just as most other European countries were beginning to exit or disengage from their African colonies, Portugal dug in, strengthening its connections with and increasing its presence on the continent. Angola was used as a repository for Portugal's underemployed and impoverished excess population, and settlers continued to flock to urban areas. With the white population increasing from 44,000 in 1940 to 325,000 in 1974, Europeans soon took over not only upper and mid-level positions, but also most low-wage jobs in the city, displacing most of the urban African population. The discovery of oil in the exclave of Cabinda in the 1960s and the continued development of coffee, cotton, and diamonds as viable exports, led to Angola having one of the most robust and diversified economies of Africa in this time. Maintenance of these commercial activities was however highly dependent on European technicians and specialists and was almost completely controlled by these groups, preventing the majority of the population, who were largely engaged in subsistence farming or as laborers on commercial farms, from reaping the benefits of this wealth.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Unlike industrial France and Britain, Portugal was relatively poor and undeveloped and thus more dependent on its overseas possessions for its economic well-being.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The labor market in East Africa offered greater opportunities for educated Africans and Mischlinge. Because the settler population was much smaller both in absolute numbers and as a proportion of the total population, the colonial government sought to develop a literate class of Africans to fill positions in lower administration. Africans were also significantly cheaper to employ than Europeans, further motivating their recruitment by the cash-strapped government. The need for loyal native subjects led to the development of state schools, as missionary-educated Africans could possess conflicting loyalties if they had attended schools run by foreign missionaries.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Initial relations between Portugal and Kongo were respectful, with both sides exchanging ambassadors and gifts. Within twenty years members of the Kongo royal family, including the king, had adopted Catholicism and encouraged Portuguese missionaries to spread the faith among the people.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "After an outline of the history of Angola from the period right before European contact until the end of the civil war in 2002, this paper will identify and analyze the various social, political, and economic factors that contributed to the violence and instability of the area in the past half-century. Angola is a relatively large country; at 1,246,700 sq. km, it is slightly less than two times the size of Texas.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Schools in South West Africa also focused primarily on handiworks and \"practical\" skills for natives, while those in East Africa offered more specialized and higher-level education including technical schools for industrial training and high schools with more advanced curricula. In contrast with the system of native education in South West Africa, education for Europeans was highly developed and heavily supported by the government. While the German government spent 329,500 Marks on white education in 1914-1915, only 9,000 Marks were spent annually on education for Africans and Mischlinge. Besides the limited employment opportunities for natives in South West Africa, Cohen asserts that settler attitudes also influenced education policy.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "German colonial rule has been noted by various observers for its brutality, notably with respect to the genocide of the Ovaherero and Nama in German South West Africa. Of course nothing so broad as an entire colonial empire can be accounted for by such a simple description. The German colonial empire was as varied in policies and ruling style as it was in geography.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The Landeshauptmann (state captain) of South West Africa from 1891-1894, Curt von Francois believed that the Nama had \"outlived their day\" and embarked on a policy of extermination with regard to the Witbooi, a prominent Nama tribe led by Hendrik Witbooi. When he was unable to defeat Witbooi in battle, Theodor Leutwein was appointed as his replacement. Leutwein's ten-year rule in South West Africa was marked by two distinct policies: preservation and tolerance of the Witbooi and the gradual appropriation of the Ovaherero's resources.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "After pacifying the urban podar popular movements, which had been causing internal conflict within the organization, the MPLA focused on neutralizing the FNLA and UNITA threats. In contrast with that of the USSR and Cuba, the American and South African presence in Angola was more clandestine and less popular. Cuba, another poor country with a colonial heritage, was seen as extending Third World solidarity to the Angolans and defending them from a racist South Africa. Both South Africa and the US also had strong ties with the Portuguese, and this association with imperialism made them unpopular with many groups in Angola.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Von Trotha's campaign succeeded in reducing the Ovaherero population by nearly 80% and the Nama by over 50% as well as destroying the social and political structures of the tribes. The war in 1904 marked the end of African political significance in South West Africa and the beginning of the total supremacy of white interests in the colony.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Portuguese is the official administrative language, though a significant portion of the population, particularly in rural areas, does not speak it. Various African languages (chiefly Umbundu, Kimbundu, and Kikongo, spoken respectively by the Ovimbundu, Mbundu, and Bakongo peoples) share co-official status with Portuguese and are spoken as mother tongues by much of the population.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The precolonial conceptions of the Nama and Ovaherero formed the basis for early colonial policy. Both the Nama and Ovaherero were generally viewed as uncivilized. The groups were constantly at war with one another and the Germans made agreements with various groups at different times.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "US arms shipments also increased under the presidency of Ronald Regan. Political change in South Africa and the coming end of the Cold War led to the withdrawal of most South African and Cuban troops in 1988.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Before the arrival of the Portuguese in the late fifteenth century, southwest Africa was occupied by several Bantu-speaking kingdoms that had displaced previous Pygmy and Khoisan peoples. These states included the large Kongo kingdom situated along the Congo River and the Kimbundu-speaking Kingdom of Ngola to its south, which gave rise to the Portuguese name for the colony.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Through much the colony's history, both the Nama and Ovaherero were characterized as relics of another time and likely to die out on their own. Though there were periods where certain groups were praised, most notably the Witbooi under Leutwein, the overarching perception of the natives as in a sense obsolete had the greatest effect on colonial policy. The German effort in South West Africa could be characterized as native policy being abandoned for native massacre. With this move to extermination, native education was not of particular concern to the colonial government, and therefore received little funding or regulation.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The war had been a successful period for neutral Portugal, and the economy of Angola grew as demand for tropical commodities increased, and Portuguese exploitation of African labor was expanded. Under the system of forced labor, African groups were moved around the country, causing conflicts between the displaced tribes which would continue into the modern era.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Lusotropicalism held that Portugal was uniquely egalitarian and benevolent among the colonial powers. Proponents of this theory asserted that because of their unique history and character, the Portuguese did not have the exploitative tendencies of other Europeans and racism was absent among them.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Having previously served as the foreign minister with the FNLA, Savimbi left the organization for a number of reasons and formed UNITA out of the Ovimbundu of the south. Though ostensibly an independence movement, UNITA seldom fought the Portuguese and was mostly engaged against the MPLA. Some allege that UNITA was given authority over Ovimbunduland by the Portuguese in exchange for fighting the MPLA.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "In Mozambique and Guinea-Bissau, which had unified nationalist movements, this process was relatively straightforward, with the Portuguese colonial authorities handing power over to FRELIMO and PAIGC, respectively. The fragmented state of nationalism in Angola complicated the situation and meant that a framework for regime change had to be created. In January of 1975 Neto, Roberto, and Savimbi met in Alvor, a suburb of Lisbon, and signed a power-sharing agreement that set November 11 as the date of independence and calling for elections before this date. The peace after the Alvor accords did not last long and violence between the three groups quickly broke out.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Settlers were not impressed with Leutwein's policies and criticized them for being too soft. Leutwein in return said that settlers \"felt superior and paid no attention to the treaties\" and blamed their exploitation of the natives for African uprisings.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "German colonies like Togo and Kamerun with more tropical climates had even smaller European communities. The large settler population shaped South West Africa's development and had a direct effect on the employment opportunities for educated natives.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "However, this relationship soon became strained as the trade in slaves became the primary interest and occupation of the Portuguese in Africa. By 1575 more than 400,000 slaves had been exported, primarily to the plantation-based colonies of Sao Tome and Brazil, as well as to other New World colonies. The effects of the slave trade severely weakened the Kongo state and removed nearly all vestiges of the friendly relationship and interest in Portuguese religion and culture that existed upon contact. Until the late nineteenth century Portugal's presence in Angola was mostly limited to the coast, and much of the territory was controlled indirectly through semi-autonomous fiefdoms held by African allies or mesticos of mixed European and African descent. Because the European population was so small, mesticos, also known as Afro-Portuguese, performed key roles in the military, civil service, and business, occupying a privileged social position above the indigenous Africans and below the Portuguese.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "These educational policies had longstanding effects on South West Africa, even after German rule. While other German colonies boasted significant numbers of literate and educated Africans, in South West Africa \"the overwhelming majority of the population remained untouched, uneducated, and illiterate.\" Various social, political, and economic factors led to the divergent experience of South West Africa.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Settlers protested government funding for native education and resented native competition for jobs. Their opposition resulted in several vocational programs for natives to be scaled back or eliminated. Cohen's work identifies the settler population and the lack of economic opportunity for educated natives as the reasons for the limited development of native education in South West Africa, but does not focus on these factors or try to explain further underlying issues which influenced settler attitudes and the formation of the economic system in South West Africa. New research on the relationship of European attitudes to natives and colonial policy sheds light on these issue and can be applied to the question of education policy as well.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Established in Luanda, the MPLA derived much of its support from Mbundus in the cities and along the coast. Marxist-leaning mesticos and assimilados made up most of the group's leadership and formed ties with the Soviet Union and other communist countries. Agostihno Neto, an assimilado doctor educated in Lisbon, was the early leader of the MPLA and would later become the first president of independent Angola. The FNLA, led by Holden Roberto, was based in neighboring Congo (Leopoldville) and largely a regional and ethnic group representing the interests of the Bakongo people of northern Angola.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Portuguese documents reveal that over the course of the liberation war, nearly two-thirds of all military engagements against the Portuguese involved the MPLA and over a third the FNLA, while less than 5% involved UNITA. Outside of the country UNITA received support from the United States and South Africa. The infighting between and within the three nationalist movements reduced their effectiveness against the Portuguese, and by 1974 little progress had been made to overthrow the colonial government.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Violence between the MPLA and UNITA continued through 1991, when the Bicesse Accords were signed, setting up the framework for multi-party democracy and elections in the country. Upon the actual elections, which pitted Jonas Savimbi against the Jose dos Santos, president of MPLA, dos Santos got 49.6% of the vote against Savimbi's 40.1%.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Described by some commentators as noble savages, the Nama were also characterized at times as \"men of implulse\" having \"idle and dissolute habits.\" Altogether European depictions of the Nama were highly varied and inconsistent.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "This led to a gradual transfer of cattle into European hands, called a \"peaceful bleeding\" by future governor Friedrich von Lindequist. During his tenure Leutwein also established a system of reservations for the Ovaherero, though these were often in marginal areas.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Steinmetz shows that colonial policy was heavily influenced by European attitudes towards native populations. In South West Africa several distinct forms of native policy were enacted during various periods of colonial rule and with respect to different native groups. The foundation for European attitudes was laid during the mid-eighteenth century with the arrival of German missionaries in the region that would become German South West Africa. Two African groups dominated the area in this period: the Bantu-speaking Ovaherero, who had migrated from the north during the 17th and 18th centuries; and the Nama, or Namaqua, numerous Khoikhoi tribes from South Africa who moved into the region at the start of the 19th century.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "On the streets of Luanda MPLA and FNLA partisans fought for control of the capital and both sides were responsible for massacring unarmed recruits of the opposite factions. Within the MPLA self-defense committees of the podar popular (people's power) movement had formed in the previous year to counter violent riots by whites. Led by Nito Alves, the podar popular committees began to commit atrocities of their own and threatened the MPLA leadership with their radicalism. Faced with violence in the streets of Luanda and particularly in the northern areas controlled by the FNLA, whites, mesticos, and assimilados fled the country in large numbers--nearly 250,000 left during a six-month long airlift starting in May of 1975.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Perhaps fearing that Von Trotha would turn on them after defeating the Ovaherero, the Witbooi and other Nama groups joined the rebellion. This led to the end of Leutwein's native policy and his eventual replacement as Landeshauptmann in 1905. Von Trotha went on to lead a military campaign of genocide, relentlessly pursuing the Ovaherero into the desert where many died of thirst and starvation. Out of a population of 60,000 to 80,000 Ovaherero in South West Africa before the war only 15,130 remained by 1911 and of the 20,000 Nama only 9,781.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "In the opening days of the uprising 126 settlers and soldiers were killed. Women, children, and missionaries were generally spared. There is some debate over whether the uprising was a reaction to a German military offensive or a planned revolt.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Leutwein's liberalism did not however preclude policies with the explicit intent of marginalizing the Ovaherero and appropriating their resources, he merely sought to achieve this goal through relatively peaceful means. The \"Treaty of Borders\" authorized the government to seize 5% of any Ovaherero herd found grazing on European land.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "From 1961 until 2002 the country was embroiled in conflict between rebel groups and the government with only intermittent periods of peace. Both the fifteen-year war of independence against Portugal (1961-1975) and the ensuing civil war (1975-2002) were characterized by heavy casualties and acts of brutality committed by forces from all sides of the conflict.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Although the Ovaherero had at this point lost approximately 10% of their grazing land to white settlers, this was only one factor in the rebellion. The Ovaherero were protesting settler conduct and a legal system that treated them as juvenile subjects. This was aggravated by \"business practices which not only systematically swindled the Herero, but also drove them into traps of debt.\" Initially the Germans were unable to effectively resist the Ovaherero. Against the 8,000 Ovaherero fighting-men, 6,000 of whom were equipped with firearms, the Germans could only present a 750-man garrison.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Cohen compares the educational systems of the two colonies and discusses the factors that account for the differences between them. According to Cohen, the large settler population of South West Africa explains many of the distinguishing aspects of the colony's educational system. Compared to Germany's other colonial possessions, South West Africa had a moderately temperate climate, although much of the territory is covered by arid desert.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The Afro-Portuguese were also heavily involved in the slave trade, which dominated nearly all economic activity in Angola prior to its abolition in the 1870s. At Berlin Conference of 1884-1885 the European powers divided most of Africa into zones of influence, as they competed for influence and dominance of the continent. The so-called \"scramble for Africa\" was brought about by the industrialization of Europe and the need for both important natural resources and markets for finished industrial goods. Like its neighbors and rivals, Portugal asserted its hold over its colonies in this period and began to develop and settle the interior.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Once it became better known that the US was providing arms to the FNLA and that UNITA's military successes in the south were largely due to the SADF, international and domestic opinion increasingly sided with the MPLA, and South Africa was soon pressured to leave Angola. War-weary from Vietnam and wary of new Third World conflicts, a new Democratic Congress in Washington moved to ban military aid to the FNLA. The departure of the South Africans and American aid, together with infighting between UNITA and the FNLA led to the MPLA taking decisive control of the country in 1976. Though the FNLA ceased to be a major political force, UNITA continued to actively oppose MPLA-rule for another twenty-six years. The violence from 1974-1976 cost over 100,000 Angolans their lives and drove tens of thousands of Ovimbundu and Bakongo into Zambia and Zaire.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "By the time November 11 came, battles between the three nationalist movements and their foreign allies raged across Angola. Three separate independence ceremonies were carried out: one in Huambo by UNITA, and in two different neighborhoods of Luanda by the MPLA and FNLA. However, UNITA and the FNLA would soon be defeated and the MPLA acknowledged by most of the world as the legitimate government of Angola.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "It shares borders with the Democratic Republic of the Congo to the east, Zambia to the southeast, and Namibia to the south. Blessed with rich agricultural land and a tropical climate, it has significant oil reserves, mostly concentrated in the northwestern exclave of Cabinda, and large commercial diamond fields in the northeast.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The situation was complicated by Angola's massive mineral wealth in oil and diamonds. The legacy of centuries of Portuguese colonial rule also had a heavy bearing on the conflicts.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The dissatisfied members of this group would form much of the leadership of the various rebel groups during the liberation war. Though the European population in Angola was rising it wasn't until after World War II that large scale white immigration began.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "1983 also brought renewed support from South Africa, with another SADF-led invasion. Throughout the 80s UNITA, with the help of the SADF would continue to fight battles with the Cuban-backed MPLA all across Angola.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Hugo Hahn, the founder of the first Ovaherero mission, framed his depiction of the Ovaherero in a wider Darwinian context. He characterized them as an innately inferior race that was destined to naturally die out. Steinmetz claims that these negative portrayals of Ovaherero were partially a result of the limited progress the missionaries had with the tribe.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Another group, the Berg Damara, previously occupied the area and was thereafter subjugated by the both Ovaherero and Nama. Small bands of Bushmen, possibly the true original residents of South West Africa, live scattered throughout the territory in various marginal areas.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "This analysis reinforces Cohen's argument that settlers and economic conditions led to the educational system of South West Africa. The decade of 1894-1904 provides an another insight into the effects of a changing perceptions of natives. In this case, Theodor Leutwein's promotion of the Witbooi was not enough to overcome the established discourse on the Nama and did not have the same type of lasting effect on policy that European perceptions of Samoans had in Samoa.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The Ovaherero who survived the war were largely rounded up and put in concentration camps, where they went through a process of cultural assimilation to fulfill their roles as a proletariat of labor to support the white population. Though education was disrupted during the war, enrollment surpassed prewar levels by 1905. Many natives sought humanitarian assistance from missionaries and converted to Christianity in this period. Missionary societies filled the gap left by the destruction of the native tribal structure.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Missionary education also floundered in early years. Schools were mainly focused on converting natives, but teaching them European customs and modes of living was also seen as an avenue for eventual conversion to Christianity. Though some schools had moderate success, missionaries were also driven out of many communities.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Sustained contact with the Ovaherero was not made until the nineteenth century. Although missionaries initially viewed this group positively, praising them for their beauty and strength, these flattering descriptions were soon replaced by claims that they were a base and crude people, prone to violence, robbery, and lies.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "From a military perspective the Portuguese had enjoyed a relatively successful war, employing anti-guerilla tactics and heavily recruiting Africans, including a group of Katangese rebels who were exiled in Angola after unsuccessfully trying to create an independent state in southeast Zaire in the late-60s. By the end of the liberation war three times as many African soldiers served in the Portuguese military as in the various guerilla armies. Revolutionary events in Portugal itself would however change the situation in Angola.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Another Bantu tribe, the Ovambo, lived in the tropical area along the border with Portuguese Angola, but did not play a major role in German colonial affairs because they were so separated from the rest of the colony. Of the tribes, the Nama have the longest history of contact with Europeans due to their presence in the Cape Colony. German perceptions of the Nama derived from this old discourse.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "First contact with Europeans came in 1483 when an expedition led by Diogo Cao encountered the Kongo kingdom.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "The example of Brazil was regarded as proof of the theory, due to its racially-mixed nature and large mestico population.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "This proved to be a major embarrassment for the German colonial administration. Soon more soldiers were called in from Germany and Lothar von Trotha replaced Leutwein as commander of the military. Von Trotha was an experienced general with a reputation for brutal repression of native uprisings in East Africa and China.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Unlike in East Africa, where the government established state schools and played a prominent role in the education of the natives, in South West Africa the task of native education was left almost entirely to missionary societies that received limited government support. The government did however invest significant resources towards the education of Europeans in the colony, establishing s system of state schools as well as more heavily supporting and regulating missionary schools.", + "category": "amt" + }, + { + "style": "qq", + "text": "Under the agreement run-off elections were supposed to take place, but were cancelled by the MPLA after hostilities flared up again. Though the elections were judged by UN authorities to be fair, UNITA alleged that they were fraudulent, and soon embarked on a renewed military campaign against MPLA. Fighting would continue off-and-on until Savimbi's death in 2002. Without its charismatic leader, UNITA could not maintain its cohesion and disbanded, bringing over forty years of conflict to an end. From the mid-fifteenth century expeditions along the West African coast, to the independence of its colonies in 1975, the Portuguese were in some ways both the first and last European colonizers of Africa, maintaining a presence on the continent longer than any other European power.", + "category": "amt" + } +] \ No newline at end of file