When I asked him what, if anything, I could do about it, he surprised me by referring me to the director of the hall.

Was I sure, he asked, that I knew what I was applying for??

I asked Rawlins.

`` Why '', he went on, `` when Rob asked me if he could make his dive on this trip, I didn't think twice about it.

I have just asked these questions in the Pentagon, in the White House, in offices of key scientists across the country and aboard the submarines that prowl for months underwater, with neat rows of green launch tubes which contain Polaris missiles and which are affectionately known as `` Sherwood Forest ''.

I asked the same questions inside the launch-control rooms of an Atlas missile base in Wyoming, where officers who wear sidearms are manning the `` commit buttons '' that could start a war -- accidentally or by design -- and in the command centers where other pistol-packing men could give orders to push such buttons.

I asked Wisman what would happen if he broke out the go codes and tried to start transmitting one.

I asked.

How, I asked, could chaos be admitted to chaos??

I asked about the battle between life and death in his plays.

Given a theological lead, I asked what he thinks about those who find a religious significance to his plays.

At a party an English intellectual -- so-called -- asked me why I write always about distress.

I was having lunch not long ago ( apologies to N. V. Peale ) with three distinguished historians ( one specializing in the European Middle Ages, one in American history, and one in the Far East ), and I asked them if they could name instances where the general mores had been radically changed with `` deliberate speed, majestic instancy '' ( Francis Thompson's words for the Hound Of Heaven's Pursuit ) by judicial fiat.

Just as I was about to enlarge upon my discovery of the underside of the leaf of love, memory, displeased at being asked to yield its unsavory secrets, dashed ahead of me, calling back over its shoulder: `` Skip it.

The waspish man stopped me three paces from the bicycle barricade, and asked me in French if I had papers to leave France.

I asked him.

I asked.

One of the girl students, sitting by while I ate the thick soup, asked me if I had a sleeping bag.

I asked him.

Once or twice my father asked me if I wasn't overdoing a bit in my churchgoing.

`` I could use some help '', Morgan said finally, `` but I can't afford to pay you anything.

We'll still have the rifle, and I might be able to round up some more.

I had for some time been hoping, in vain, for one of the dim figures to pass between the fan vents and myself.

I found a trooper once the Apache had spread-eagled on an ant hill, and another time we ran across some teamsters they'd caught, tied upside down on their own wagon wheels over little fires until their brains was exploded right out o' their skulls.

How lightly her `` eventshah-leh '' passed into the crannies where I was storing dialect material for some vaguely dreamed opus, and how the word would echo.

Sometimes I wondered vaguely what he did about women for my Aunt, by blood, had died some years ago, but neither of us said anything.

As best as I could determine, we were some 700 miles west of New Guinea, in the Bismark Archipelago.

I persuaded an Australian friend who had lived `` outback '' for years to take me to see some aborigines living in the bush.

`` I suppose because it saves them some loss of body water.

When it comes to this, I shall prefer emigrating to some country where they make no pretence of loving liberty -- to Russia, for instance, where despotism can be taken pure, without the base alloy of hypocrisy '' ( His emphasis )

I believe that what I do has some effect on his actions and I have learned, in a way, to commune with drunks, but certainly my actions seem to resemble more nearly the performance of a rain dance than the carrying out of an experiment in physics.

I am usually filled with an uneasiness that through some unwitting slip all hell may break loose.

But I have been at some pains to review it as the drama of the common man, to point up what happened to him under Eisenhower's leadership.

If I now risk some comparisons with Sons And Lovers let it be clear that I am not comparing the two works or judging their merits ; ;

There is probably some significance in the fact that two of the best incest stories I have encountered in recent years are burlesques of the incest myth.

and, `` I do think that families are the most beautiful things in all the world '', burst out Jo some five hundred pages later in that popular story of the March family, which had first appeared when Henrietta was eight ; ;

Whether you experienced the passion of desire I have, of course, no way of knowing, nor indeed have I wished with even the most fleeting fragment of a wish to know, for the fact that one constitutes by one's mere existence so to speak the proof of some sort of passion makes any speculation upon this part of one's parents' experience more immodest, more scandalizing, more deeply unwelcome than an obscenity from a stranger.

You probably would not remember, since you never seemed to remember even the same moments as I, much less their intensity, one sunny midday on Fifth Avenue when you had set out with me for some final shopping less than a week before the wedding you staged for me with such reluctance at the Farm.

Other countries, some of which I visited last month, have similar needs.

I had known him for some years, when I was a delegate and before, and this manner had never been his ''.

I recall the startling, vivid realism of a dream in which I lived through the horror of the bombing of a little Korean town.

`` I should explain: there's more here for me than advocating my little dream, there's you.

Dissatisfied with the King Bees and their repertoire of Howlin ' Wolf and Willie Dixon blues numbers, Bowie quit the band less than a month later to join the Manish Boys, another blues outfit, who incorporated folk and soul — " I used to dream of being their Mick Jagger ", Bowie was to recall.

McLean said, " The last album ( Don McLean ) was a study in depression whereas the new one ( Playin ' Favorites ) is almost the quintessence of optimism, with a feeling of " Wow, I just woke up from a bad dream.

Charles hoped to unite the kingdoms of England, Scotland and Ireland into a new single kingdom, fulfilling the dream of his father, James VI of Scotland and I of England.

As a contrast to this vision, I have annexed a fragment of a very different character, describing with equal fidelity the dream of pain and disease.

Browne was fascinated by the world of dreams and described his own ability to lucid dream in his Religio Medici: "... yet in one dream I can compose a whole Comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests and laugh my self awake at the conceits thereof ".

Similarly, Samuel Pepys in his diary entry for 15 August 1665 records a dream " that I had my Lady Castlemayne in my arms and was admitted to use all the dalliance I desired with her, and then dreamt that this could not be awake, but that it was only a dream ".

Nicholas summed up the situation as follows: " I wish to move in one direction, and it is clear that Mama wishes me to move in another-my dream is to one day marry Alix.

You can only dream that I would apologize.

As the sun shone, he went to Edebali and told him: “ My Sheik, I saw you in my dream.

" In November 2006, Israeli Tourist Minister Isaac Herzog invited her to Israel, Abdul responding with a hug, adding, " I will come ; you have helped me make a dream come true.

than a dog if ever I dream of Paradise.

In Gibeon the Lord appeared to Solomon in a dream by night: and God said, Ask what I shall give thee.

The book ends with the narrator awakening from his dream of heaven into the unpleasant reality of wartime Britain, in conscious imitation of The Pilgrim's Progress, the last sentence of the " First Part " of which is: " So I awoke, and behold, it was a Dream.

It was also used by Robert Hooke and Voltaire, the latter of whom remarked: " L ' univers m ' embarrasse, et je ne puis songer Que cette horloge existe, et n ' ait point d ' horloger "; " I'm puzzled by the world ; I cannot dream The timepiece real, its maker but a dream ".

The X-Men ’ s purpose is sometimes referred to as achieving " Xavier ’ s dream ," perhaps a reference to King ’ s historic " I Have a Dream " speech.

For the first time I realized music isn't all the same, it had become an entirely new set of sounds …" " I tried to explain Bix to the gang ," Carmichael wrote, but "… t was no good, like the telling of a vivid, personal dream … the emotion couldn't be transmitted.