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

You fell down in front of the house, and I carried you in.

I gave you a drink and then you went to sleep ''.

`` 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 ''.

I saw you driftin away -- but I tried.

And you wanted no part of me when I had so much to give.

God in Heaven, I can't refuse you now.

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

`` I made you so you could stand up.

I made you a man ''.

The charge, I tell you ''!!

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

`` I thought I told you to stay home ''.

`` I won't even try to thank you ''.

He said in a studied voice, `` I didn't do it for you.

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 ; ;

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.

I suspect that there are far more unreconstructed ones than the North likes to believe.

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 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.

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.