When they were finally satisfied, Jones said, `` I think he's going to give us work ''.

I have to think about it.

I remember being told it would happen so fast people would think it took place overnight.

`` I think Montero did right '', Amy said firmly.

I don't know what makes you think you can get away with this kind of business, and I don't care about that, either.

`` I think you stink, Tom Lord!!

I think you're mean and hateful and stupid, and -- louder ''??

You think that Highlands swindled you and I helped 'em do it.

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 ''!!

`` But I still think Penny's an awful nice girl, Russ '' --

`` No, I remembered reading about you in the papers and that you lived here, and when it happened all I could think of was '' -- This time she stopped the rush of words herself.

I showed her the shower and tub, and she said, smiling, `` If you really don't mind, I think I'll get clean in the shower, then soak for a few minutes in your tub.

However, when there's a job to be done, I'm a monstrosity of grim determination, I like to think.

I worked for my Uncle ( an Uncle by marriage so you will not think this has a mild undercurrent of incest ) who ran one of those antique shops in New Orleans' Vieux Carre, the old French Quarter.

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

`` I don't want to be thrown out and I don't think I will.

I think I have a way so we can carry on without his suspecting us ''.

and now I think we can use the knowledge they passed on to us.

As I dug in behind one of the bales we were using as protection, I grudgingly found myself agreeing with Oso's logic, especially when I imagined what would have happened to Missy if Old Knife's large party of screeching warriors had overrun our company.

Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.

When one of the men in the hall behind us spat on the floor and scraped his boot over the gob of spittle I noticed how the clerk winced.

In the mornings, I was informed, fluorescent tubes, similar to the one above the counter, illuminated the entire hall.

By counting the number of stalls and urinals I attempted to form a loose estimate of how many men the hall would hold at one time.

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

No one was behind it, but in the rear wall of the office I noticed, for the first time, a door which had been left partially open.

Don't like to bother no one unless we have to, which I figger we do, in your case.

Adios '', I said, exhausting my Spanish vocabulary on my host and exchanging one of a scarcely-tapped store of smiles with my host's daughters.

I seized the rack and made a western-style flying-mount just in time, one of my knees mercifully landing on my duffel bag -- and merely wrecking my camera, I was to discover later -- my other knee landing on the slivery truck floor boards and -- but this is no medical report.

Seeming much relieved, she smiled one of those worth-waiting-for smiles, and I smiled all the way into the bedroom.

I dismissed these feelings as wishful thinking but I could not get it out of my head that we had a strong physical attraction for one another and we both feared to dwell on it because of our relationship.

I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.

I felt that he looked at me coldly and appraisingly and seemed to be uncertain what his attitude towards me should be, but he did not say one word which might indicate that he had been told of advances to his wife.

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

I clapped the big man with the bleached hair on his shoulder and said heartily, hoping it would make an impression on the women: `` This one is the maku Frayne.

`` That quirt -- I ought to use it on you, where it would do the most good.

We spoke of the need for advertising, and I agreed that the deep dive would be most useful for publicity.

I want the room in the attic prepared for him He is a most unusual lad, quite precocious in many ways.

Time's editor, Thomas Griffith, in his book, The Waist-High Culture, wrote: `` most of what was different about it ( the Deep South ) I found myself unsympathetic to.

Asked which institution most needs correction, I would say the corporation as it exists in America today.

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.

For innocence, of all the graces of the spirit, is I believe the one most to be prayed for.

`` Everything tasted differently from what it does on land and those things I was most fond of at home, I loathed the most here '', Ann noted.

This is the most delightful trial I have ever had '', she decided.

I assume that the number of readers of this anthology who regard themselves as morally perfect is small, and that most readers are willing to consider procedures by which they may gain more insight into themselves and better understanding of others.

after all, the large ( and probably unreliable ) Reader's Digest literature on the `` most unforgettable character I ever met '' deals with village grocers, country doctors, favorite if illiterate aunts, and so forth.

I am not aware of great attention by any of these authors or by the psychotherapeutic profession to the role of literary study in the development of conscience -- most of their attention is to a pre-literate period of life, or, for the theologians of course, to the influence of religion.

`` I thank you most heartily for being here.

I did not feel it presumptuous to expect that the Creator would be at least as just as the most righteous of His creatures ; ;

There were several men of ninety or more whom I knew first or last, all of whom were still productive and most of whom knew one another as if they had naturally come together at the apex of their lives.

Never once during the trying thirties did I come so close to succumbing to the private climate of opinion as to grant Russian communism even that most weasel-worded of encomiums `` an interesting experiment ''.

Without really changing the general subject, I take this opportunity to confess that I am troubled by doubts, not only about pacifism, but also when asked to join in the protest against a law that most of those who consider themselves humane and liberal seem to regard as obviously barbarous ; ;

the combination of the Jewish intellectual tradition and the sensibility needed to be a writer created in my circle the most potent and incredible intellectual-literary ambition I have ever seen or could ever have imagined.

`` I had natural sock '', he says, ' as a storyteller and was precociously good at description, dialogue, and most of the other staples of the fiction-writer's trade but I was bugged by a mammoth complex of thoughts and feelings that prevented me from doing more than just diddling the surface of sustained fiction-writing ''.