We were coming to an intersection, turning right, chuffing to a stop.

We were off the road, gleaming barbed wire pulling taut.

We were in a field, in a tight, screeching turn.

We were back on the road.

We were slowing.

We enjoyed a paradoxical freedom when we were still too young for school.

We were not, however, entirely unacquainted with the varying aspects of the street.

We were forbidden to swing on the gates, lest they sag on their hinges in a poor-white-trash way, but we could stand on them, when they were latched, rest our chins on the top, and stare and stare, committing to memory, quite unintentionally, all the details that lay before our eyes.

We can also argue that the three brothers Karamazov and Smerdyakov were the external representatives of an internal conflict within one man, Dostoevsky, a conflict having to do with father-murder and the wish to possess the father's woman.

We were given a job and we carried it out, and later, his case was taken up by the Disciplinary Committee.

`` We were requested by the Secretary General, as I understand it, to discuss with you such matters as appear to us to be relevant, and we are not of course either a formal group or a committee in the sense of being guided by any rules or regulations of the Secretariat.

We were struck by the notable absence of banana skins and beer cans, but just so that we wouldn't go overboard on Greek refinement, perfection was side-stepped by a couple of braying portable radios.

We were almost the same age, she was fifteen, I was twelve, and where I felt there was a life to look forward to Lilly felt she had had as much of it as was necessary.

We may say of some unfortunates that they were never young.

We were at a party once and heard an idealistic young European call that awful charge glorious.

`` We have just returned from Roswell, N.M., where we were defeated, 34 to 9 '', the young man noted.

We were less than a quarter of a mile from the road, and we could trace its shape from the ribbon of powder smoke and dust that hung over it.

`` We were on our vacation in Canada '', Howard explained, in a muffled voice that must have been used to booming, `` and the news didn't catch up with us till we were nearly home.

We blushed and were flustered, and it turned out to be the fleetest brush of lips upon cheek.

We would have the means to seek out and destroy the enemy's force -- whether it were fixed or mobile.

We were in business!!

We were camping a few weeks ago on Cape Hatteras Campground in that land of pirates, seagulls and bluefish on North Carolina's famed Outer Banks.

History would forget these latter despicable beings, and speak, in latter ages of the glory of these grand Kings of forest and plain that Cooper loved to heroize .</ br >< p > We cannot honestly regret their extermination, but we at least do justice to the manly characteristics possessed, according to their lights and education, by the early Redskins of America.

We know that the Roman colony was divided into regions and possessed a capitolium, with a temple of Jupiter, within the town, and that the market-place, for unguents especially, was called Seplasia ; we also hear of an aedes alba, probably the original senate house, which stood in an open space known as albana.

We are possessed of a precise standard, by which we can judge of the equality and proportion of numbers ; and according as they correspond or not to that standard, we determine their relations, without any possibility of error.

We regard men as infinitely precious and possessed of unfulfilled capacities for reason, freedom, and love.

" We are long before we are convinced that happiness is never to be found, and each believes it possessed by others, to keep alive the hope of obtaining it for himself.

As Eddie Bullard pointed out to me, the fact that the Villas Boas family possessed a tractor put them well above the peasant class ... We now know that AVB was a determinedly upwardly mobile young man, studying a correspondence course and eventually becoming a lawyer ( at which news the ufologists who had considered him too much the rural simpleton to have made the story up, now argued that he was too respectable and bourgeois to have done so ).

We then learn that the djinn has possessed Rob.

We are not trying to report on the moral features possessed by various actions, motives, or policies.

We began by declaring that all men are created equal.

We consider a rural community as an assemblage of inhabited dwellings whose configuration is determined by the location and size of the arable land sites necessary for family subsistence.

We are tempted to blame others for our problems rather than look them straight in the face and realize they are of our own making and possible of solution only by ourselves with the help of desperately needed, enlightened, competent leaders.

We note the use of rhetoric as a weapon, the manipulation of the masses by propaganda, the `` mobilization '' of effort and resources.

We are also struck by the fact that this story of a boy's love for his mother does not offend, while the incestuous love of the man, Paul Morel, sometimes repels.

We feel uncomfortable at being bossed by a corporation or a union or a television set, but until we have some knowledge about these phenomena and what they are doing to us, we can hardly learn to control them.

We must meet this situation by promoting a rising volume of exports and world trade.

We attempted to conclude this, and did so by having the papers burned.

We must avoid the notion, suggested to some people by examples such as those just mentioned, that ideas are `` units '' in some way comparable to coins or counters that can be passed intact from one group of people to another or even, for that matter, from one individual to another.

`` We are menaced for the first time in the history of the Republic by the open and unblushing effort of a multi-millionaire to purchase the Presidential nomination.

We stopped first at the amphitheater that lies at the foot of the height crowned by the Parthenon.

There is, of course, nothing new about dystopias, for they belong to a literary tradition which, including also the closely related satiric utopias, stretches from at least as far back as the eighteenth century and Swift's Gulliver's Travels to the twentieth century and Zamiatin's We, Capek's War With The Newts, Huxley's Brave New World, E. M. Forster's `` The Machine Stops '', C. S. Lewis's That Hideous Strength, and Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, and which in science fiction is represented before the present deluge as early as Wells's trilogy, The Time Machine, `` A Story Of The Days To Come '', and When The Sleeper Wakes, and as recently as Jack Williamson's `` With Folded Hands '' ( 1947 ), the classic story of men replaced by their own robots.

We believe that the list of vital things left undone to date by the Eighty-seventh Congress should have included repeal by the Senate of the Connally amendment.

If it is not enough that all of our internationalist One Worlders are advocating that we join this market, I refer you to an article in the New York Times' magazine section ( Nov. 12, 1961 ), by Mr. Eric Johnston, entitled `` We Must Join The Common Market ''.

We would be crippled by reduced output, industrial decline, widespread unemployment ''.

Once, Andrus walked by it, hastily scanned the bold black headline and the five-column lead of the article ( by Duane Bosch, staff correspondent -- age not given ), and muttered: `` We a buncha national celebrities ''.

We also continued to run a series of ads featuring endorsement of Rhode Island by industrialists who had recently established new plants here.