I do not know if such a way of life can come to be a self-conscious challenge, but I suspect that it can.

But I suspect that the old Roman was referring to change made under military occupation -- the sort of change which Tacitus was talking about when he said, `` They make a desert, and call it peace '' ( `` Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant ''.

The myth of the Southern plantation has had only a tangential relation with actuality, as Francis Pendleton Gaines showed forty years ago, and I suspect it has had a far narrower acceptance as something real than has generally been supposed.

it spoke for many in the clergy, I suspect.

There is a break in continuity just before the fourth variation in the `` Forellen '' movement, and I suspect that this is due to imperfect splicing between sides of the original Aj.

If, as I suspect, the problem is largely of the second sort, then development of a theory better able to handle tone will result automatically in better theory for all phonologic subsystems.

In a more pessimistic vein about the economic outlook, I suspect that the reservoir of demand for consumer goods and housing which was dammed-up during the Thirties and World War 2, is finally in the process of running dry.

Broad and Ross have lately contended that this fitness is one of the main facts of ethics, and I suspect they are right.

The cops didn't suspect a thing, and I thought it was a coincidence.

Within a week, however, I began to suspect that something was wrong.

My arguments perverted some others, particularly Collins and Ralph ; but each of them having afterwards wrong'd me greatly without the least compunction, and recollecting Keith's conduct towards me ( who was another freethinker ) and my own towards Vernon and Miss Read, which at times gave me great trouble, I began to suspect that this doctrine, tho ' it might be true, was not very useful.

For example, if the suspect nodded his head up and down in response to the question " did you kill the victim " the conduct is testimonial, it is the same as saying " yes I did " and Miranda would apply.

The whole system of inflexion — and, I suspect, of syntax also and of versification — was less fixed and stable in Plautus ’ time than it became later.

Although I suspect I will never fully understand, I now think the answer is very simple: it ’ s

" The motto was controversial during World War I, when anything in German was suspect ; at that time the university disavowed that this motto was official.

I called this idea the central dogma, for two reasons, I suspect.

Sydney Smith wrote, " Never was any administration so completely and so suddenly destroyed ; and, I believe, entirely by the Duke's declaration, made, I suspect, in perfect ignorance of the state of public feeling and opinion.

I suspect people are thinking, ' What culture did you go to?

" If ( she ) had reacted differently, that would have been suspect " and Hearst was " a rare phenomenon ( in a first world nation )... the first and as far as I know the only victim of a political kidnapping in the United States " were direct quotes from Hearst's autobiography attributed to the doctor.

`` I mean, we don't have any way to get there and we can't expect you to quit work just to take us to town ''.

There's someone there I have to see.

For weeks I wandered about this neighborhood of warehouses and garages, truck terminals and taxi repair shops, gasoline pumps and longshoremen's lunch counters, yet never did I cease to feel myself a stranger there.

`` I can't leave him there.

`` Might get there faster walkin' '', Lord drawled, `` seein' as how I got a busted front spring.

But there's one thing I never seen or heard of, one thing I just don't think there is, and that's a sportin' way o' killin' a man ''!!

I let up on the accelerator, only to gradually reach again the 60 m.p.h. which would, I hoped, overhaul Herry and the blonde, and as there were cars whose drivers apparently had something more important to catch than had I, Mrs. Major Roebuck settled down to practicing on Corporal Johnson the kittenish wiles she would need when making her duty call on Colonel and Mrs. Somebody in Sante Fe.

Just as I got to my knees, there was again the sound of the fence stretching, and I had time only to start taking my kneeling posture seriously.

I had come to New Orleans two years earlier after graduating college, partly because I loved the city and partly because there was quite a noted art colony there.

Of course, males play a role there, but believe me when I say you wouldn't enjoy yourself one bit on Eromonga.

I saw a dozen or so other outriggers moored there.

`` I got Margaret Rider in one of them old box cars down there by the quarry ''.

Besides I heard her old uncle that stays there has been doin' it ''.

I consider it the center of the world and make it a point to be there once a year ''.

I am certainly not adequately trained to describe or enlarge on human fears, but there are certain features of the fears dispelled by scientific explanations that stand out quite clearly.

`` What I am saying does not mean that there will henceforth be no form in art.

`` I made you what you are '', Gavin whispered.

Now, are you going to take me or am I supposed to walk ''??

If it were not for an old professor who made me read the classics I would have been stymied on what to do, and now I understand why they are classics ; ;

If I even hint at it do you think it will matter that you are his nephew -- and not even a blood nephew ''??

When I show up he will know you are a good wife to have told him about it ''.

Ballet dancer: Protests, tears, and `` take what you want, Nicolas, I am a dancer, you are a poet, it is all beautiful ''.

But in our case -- and neither my wife nor I have extreme views on integration, nor are we given to emotional outbursts -- the situation has ruined one or two valued friendships and come close to wrecking several more.

and I have heard many say that they are content to earn a half or a third as much as they could up North because they so much prefer the quieter habits of their home town.

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 think that we are here also talking of the kind of fear that a young boy has for a group of boys who are approaching at night along the streets of a large city.

I have chosen to use the word `` mimesis '' in its Christian rather than its classic implications and to discover in the concrete forms of both art and myth powers of theological expression which, as in the Christian mind, are the direct consequence of involvement in historical experience, which are not reserved, as in the Greek mind, only to moments of theoretical reflection.

Both I and my feelings come up out of a chain of events that fan out into the past into sources that are ultimately very unlike the entity which I now am.

I leave out of account the question of the best interests of the children, the question of what their best interests really are.

I will assume that we are all aware of the continuing struggle, with its limited and precarious success, toward conservatism.

What I want to point out here is that all of them are ex-liberals, or modified liberals, with perhaps one exception.

I am not making a clinical judgment here, for such personal tragedies are real and are commonplace in the analyst's consulting room, but literature makes a different claim upon our sympathies than tragedy in life.

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.