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" I think the time has come to shift some of our focus from the battlefield, or more specifically American military involvement with the enemy, to themes and stories under the general heading ' We Are on Our Way Out of Vietnam.
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I and think
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.
I and time
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Gray Eyes rushing at me with a knife.
I was nearly thirty at the time.
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.
`` I seen a lot o' things in my time.
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.
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.
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 bobbed my head each time it appeared.
with more time I could have loosened a small burr or cotter pin --
The rest of the time I devoted to painting or to those other activities a young and healthy man just out of college finds interesting.
When my Uncle offered me a part-time job which would take care of my normal expenses and give me time to paint I accepted.
My new Aunt was perhaps three or four years older than I and it had been a long time since I had seen as gorgeous a woman who oozed sex.
I was aware of a humid look in her eyes that told me the time was opportune.
`` Nope, just you, all the time -- sometimes I think it's the only way I'll ever get a decent partner ''.
`` I realize that this is hardly the time to say it, Penny '', said Keith.
I don't get it why this time I should pull such a stupid trick ''.
I and has
It's bigger than it has to be, though I don't see where it's doing any harm.
But a young American has a bath next to his room and I shall ask him if you might use it this once.
Besides I heard her old uncle that stays there has been doin' it ''.
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.
`` Now that Bruno Walter is virtually in retirement and my dear friend Dimitri Mitropoulos is no longer with us, I am probably the only one -- with the possible exception of Leonard Bernstein -- who has this special affinity for and champions the works of Bruckner and Mahler ''.
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 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.
The persistent horror of having a malformed child has, I believe, been reduced, not because we have gained any control over this misfortune, but precisely because we have learned that we have so little control over it.
The traditional strategy of the South has been to expose the vices of the North, to demonstrate that the North possessed no superior virtue, to `` show the world that '' as James's Christopher Newman said to his adversaries ) `` however bad I may be, you're not quite the people to say it ''.
A dear, respected friend of mine, who like myself grew up in the South and has spent many years in New England, said to me not long ago: `` I can't forgive New England for rejecting all complicity ''.
Socialism, I grant, has a definite place in our society.
This combined experience, on a foundation of very average, I assure you, intelligence and background, has helped me do things many well-informed people would bet heavily against.
I have argued that Oedipus of the Oedipus complex has a doubtful future as a tragic figure in literature.
In recollection he has said: `` Natural or man-made objects kept coming into my head, but I would suppress them sternly ''.
It is to say rather, I believe, that he has brought to bear on the history, the traditions, and the lore of his region a critical, skeptical mind -- the same mind which has made of him an inveterate experimenter in literary form and technique.
The fact that he has cast over those materials the light of a skeptical mind does not make him any the less Southern, I rather think, for the South has been no more solid than other regions except in the political and related areas where patronage and force and intimidation and fear may produce a surface uniformity.
A useful comment on his relation to his region may be made, I think, by noting briefly how in handling Southern materials and Southern problems he has deviated from the pattern set by other Southern authors while remaining faithful to the essential character of the region.
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.
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