My God, how long is he going to wait, I thought.

At first I thought he had missed.

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

The way his red rubber lips were stretched across his pearly little teeth I thought he was only having a little joke, but, no, he wanted me to bend down from the roar of wind so he could roar something into my ear.

You thought I was a Mexican, didn't you, buddy ''??

Suddenly and not a second too soon I thought of the coins in my pocket.

Maybe Lou was only unconscious, but right then I thought he must be dead.

I thought I saw a faint surge of color rise to her neck and quickly suffuse her cheeks.

At first, I thought he was out of his head, talking wildly like this.

Ramey smiled but he thought to himself, I always see me too.

`` When I came up, damnit, I thought I was going down.

But when it happens to you like that, I tell you, and you're a hundred feet from where you thought you were -- well, it makes you think.

But I would never have thought of it myself ''.

That, I thought, is at least one thing I can find out when we meet.

I used his polarity to illustrate what I thought had happened to us in that form of liberalism we call Progressivism.

`` I hated the war '', he said, `` but thought I ought to go because I was, perhaps, one of those who hadn't done enough to prevent it ''.

It would be profitable, I believe, to read these realistic humorists alongside Faulkner's works, the thought being not that he necessarily read them and owed anything to them directly, but rather that they dealt a hundred years ago with a class of people and a type of life which have continued down to our time, to Faulkner's time.

What sort of men I would come into contact with, at the hall??

`` What else would I mean, anyways ''??

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

What I am here to do is to report on the gyrations of the struggle -- a struggle that amounts to self-redefinition -- to see if we can predict its future course.

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

What I fled from was my fear of what, unwittingly, you might betray, without meaning to, about my father and yourself.

What I want is to have this evidence come before Congress and if the Attorney General does not report it, as I am very sure he won't, as he has refused to do anything of the kind, I then wish that a committee of seven Representatives be appointed with power to take the evidence.

Then I asked, `` What does that teach you ''??

Those famous lines of the Greek Anthology with which a fading beauty dedicates her mirror at the shrine of a goddess reveal a wise attitude: `` Venus, take my votive glass, Since I am not what I was, What from this day I shall be, Venus, let me never see ''.

What I do is to try to bring him into contact with reality as much as possible.

What I have to put up with!!

Then he was asking himself the usual early morning questions: What the Hell am I doin here??

`` What else could I do??

What I mean is, he was a Pole and the greatest soldier in the Ulanys.

What I did know was that Precious was always around.

What matter the others so long as I have my place in history ''.

`` What I want you to do is to go to the market with me early tomorrow morning and help smuggle the hen back into the hotel ''.

What you think I care about that??

With this enlarged role in mind, I should like to make a few suggestions: What we in the United States do or do not do will make a very large difference in what happens in the rest of the world.

What I am suggesting is that when we delay, or when we fail to act, we do so intentionally and not through inadvertence or through bureaucratic or procedural difficulties.

If I hadn't got Nate stopped when I did, my duds'd all be shot plumb to hell!!

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

Sonuvabitch, I can't figure out what in hell for they went and put niggers in my squad for.

Eileen got to dancing, just a little tiny dancing step to a hummed tune that you could hardly notice, and trying to pick up strange men, but each time I was ready to say to hell with it and walk out she'd pull herself together and talk so understandingly in that sweet husky voice about the good times and the happiness we'd had together and there I was back on the hook.

`` Seems to me last time I was here the grate bellowed out smoke as it might have been preparing us for hell ''.

`` I can't turn the studio into a gambling hell or a saloon '', I said.

I called the other afternoon on my old friend, Graves Moreland, the Anglo-American literary critic -- his mother was born in Ohio -- who lives alone in a fairy-tale cottage on the Upson Downs, raising hell and peacocks, the former only when the venerable gentleman becomes an angry old man about the state of literature or something else that is dwindling and diminishing, such as human stature, hope, and humor.

`` What the hell do I care what you do with her all day??

`` Now how in hell would I remember that ''??

But I smelled the coffee, and thinking, What the hell, live dangerously, I decided I would scald my worries away.

While preparing for the nuptials and feeling anxiety again, Lincoln, when asked where he was going, replied, " To hell, I suppose.

" Christ opened the doors of hell to missionary work among the dead ..." ( H. Donl Peterson, “ I Have a Question ,” Ensign, Apr.

" I was indignant as hell about that leg ," he would reveal in a November 1950 interview in Time magazine.

All I perceived was perception itself, the hell of forms and figures devoid of human emotion and detached from the reality of my unreal environment.

' I am she that is the natural mother of all things, mistress and governess of all the elements, the initial progeny of worlds, chief of powers divine, Queen of heaven, the principal of the Gods celestial, the light of the goddesses: at my will the planets of the air, the wholesome winds of the Seas, and the silences of hell be disposed ; my name, my divinity is adored throughout all the world in divers manners, in variable customs and in many names, [...] Some call me Juno, others Bellona of the Battles, and still others Hecate.

" Speaking at the opening of the Michael Reagan Center in Spring, Texas, October 7, 2005, Michael said, " At 8 years old, I thought I was going to hell.

I wanted to do anything I could to earn my way into hell.