And he knew that the men talked about him behind his back, saying that he was one up on everybody else -- including the pilot of the plane with the swastika on it -- because he was chemically incapable of fear.

And the cast shell of a locust, straw-colored and transparent, weighing nothing, fragile but entire, with eyes like bubbles and a gaping slit down its back.

And though we can look back now and see their errors, we can look back also to the ultimate error.

And don't come back.

And with what resource did Prokofieff back up his Credo of words -- with torrents of powerful music.

And then again perhaps the reason why he couldn't find time to do any of the things he had planned to do after retirement: reading, roaming, gardening, lying on his back and watching the clouds go by, was because he didn't want to do them.

And the surface is driven back, in its very surfaceness, only by this contrast.

And when they had drawn back a step he added: `` Jones is sitting on his horse right in front of her.

And put Cate's gun back ''.

And I ain't going back there on account of one lousy kid ''.

And I done favors for you, big favor not so long back, didn't I, and I'm right here to take on where Pretty left off.

And there has been no effort since the election to pull it back together.

And to see the meaning of this new picture, imagine that you can put on more powerful glasses and go back inside the atom and have a look at it in the way we view it today.

And as the waves flow back and forth and merge with the waves from the neighboring atoms, you can put on a magic hearing aid and you hear music.

And the forked tongue of gossip licked its sinister way from back porch to back porch.

And I can go back to my contests and be thinking while I'm doing the washing ''.

And she wanted desperately to see someone she had known back there.

And I went back to my own cottage to live my own little patch of life.

And after I brought them sandwiches and coffee I had to go back to my place in the kitchen and wait.

And when she returned from taking her guests back to New York she had said, `` All they talked about was Harvie Harvie this, Harvie that When they know the truth will they drop away from me, will I become a nothing ''??

And Sam thanked her, and hoped he might meet her nephew back home, and asked her if she had any further news of the Pope.

And, shoving her against a spruce, her back to him, he retreated with the whip and made it whine and crack in the damp air, shortening its arc until it narrowed to her flesh and the sound of it snarled and cracked, settling its own cruel demons on her shoulders while she stood as unchanged, as dark and motionless as ever, her eyes open and staring at the pale delineaments of the bark so close to her face.

And when you get back from Grandma's, Cathy will be here to play with you.

And he was fleeing, running -- fleeing his death and his life at the same time.

And then I became aware that she, too, glanced at me surreptitiously.

And he missed the point that the swarthy witches might be laughing at him for hoping to escape Nicolas Manas.

The husband points the steps out with his flashlight: `` Its white stare filling her pale eyes To the blind brim with appetite, Bleaching her hands that grazed my thighs And sent us from the table in surprise To let the dishes soak all night, '' ( Mary Jane asked herself if Meredith was blushing at this line, or was it the fire??

And for the hundredth time that week, he was startled at her beauty.

And while he was ever alert for game, and most particularly a tiger, Penny marvelled at the Eden they were traversing.

And so when Miss Langford came to teach at the one-room Chestnut school, where Jack was a pupil in the eighth grade, the Woman of Jack's mind assumed the teacher's face and figure.

And so when the others stampeded out that afternoon Jack remained docilely in his seat near a window, looking out in what he hoped was a pitiable manner, while the other kids laughed and yelled in at him and made faces as they dispersed, going home.

And it is expressed, at least to their taste, in a perfect form.

And yet we obviously also believe that the avoidance of the disaster depends in some obscure or at least uncertain way on the details of how we behave.

And this occurs now, at the refrain of Jacoby's song -- at the point, in fact, of the name `` Lizzy '' -- ; ;

Of the longer pieces of the volume none is so memorable as `` Nameless And Immortal '', which at once took rank among the finest poems ever written in the Swedish language.

I saw a piece the other day assailing William Buckley, author of Man And God at Yale and publisher of The National Review, as no conservative at all, but an old liberal.

And when the child dies in Lawrence's story in a delirium that is somehow brought on by his mania to win and to make his mother rich, the manifest absurdity of such a disease and such a death does not enter into our thoughts at all.

And, after all, he has lived comfortably at both Oxford, Mississippi, and Charlottesville, Virginia.

And she wrote the libretto for an oratorio on the subject of Judas Maccabeus performed at the Hanukkah festival which came in December.

And when he complained of the lack of time for all he wanted to do, Henrietta advised him to rise at five in the morning as she and Papa did.

F.S.C. Northrop, in his discussion of The `` Functions And Future Of Poetry '', suggests this: `` One of the things which makes our lives drab and empty and which leaves us, at the end of the day, fatigued and deflated spiritually is the pressure of the taxing, practical, utilitarian concern of common-sense objects.

And, for the moment at least, the governor now found himself allied with the head of the Crittenden faction he had formerly opposed, and Pike was credited with a clear triumph over Woodruff.

And when Alfred was forced into his bed, Tessie left the front porch of the store and sat at home, rocking in her rocker in the living room, staring out the window -- the rose still in her hair.

H.L. Gray in his English Field Systems and Zachrisson's Romans, Kelts And Saxons defended in part the Seebohm thesis while at the present time H.P.R. Finberg and Gordon Copley seem to fall into the Celtic survivalist camp.

Comparable visions of life are at work in Antigone and Romeo And Juliet.

And although they were, as I have indicated, under increasing strain at the time of Racine, they are still alive in his theatre.