Though only a relatively short walk separated it from my own part of town, its character was wholly foreign to me.

This desire, I went on, growing voluble as my conviction was aroused, had mounted at such a rate recently that I now found its realization necessary not only to my physical but also to my spiritual wellbeing.

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.

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.

The Indian was again raising his bottle, but to my astonished relief -- probably only a fraction of Johnson's -- the bottle this time went to the Indian's lips.

True, she was my Aunt, married to an Uncle related to me only by marriage, but why she had married a man twice her age, and more, perhaps, I did not know or much care.

As for states' rights, they have never counted in the thinking of my liberal friends except as irritations of a minor and immoral nature which exist now only as anachronisms.

`` 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 ''.

The latter in turn assured him that `` were I arraigned at the bar, and you my judge, I should expect to stand or fall only by the merits of my cause ''.

To my knowledge, Lincoln remains the only Head of State and Commander-in-Chief who, while fighting a fearful war whose issue was in doubt, proved man enough to say this publicly -- to give his foe the benefit of the fact that in all human truth there is some error, and in all our error, some truth.

The result was that I found myself in the ridiculous position of having made a formal engagement by letter for the next week, only two days before my departure from London.

In my experience the assurance of forgiveness comes only when I have confessed to the wronged one and have made as full reparation as I can devise.

I had always thought of that lovable man as many years older than myself, although he was perhaps only twenty years older, and he confirmed my feeling, along with the feeling of both my sons, that teachers of the classics are invariably endearing.

Many of my friends at the time thought that I had received a well-deserved condemnation when Lincoln Steffens denounced me in a review of one of my books as a perfect example of the obsolete man who could understand and sympathize only with the dead past.

Somebody, got to be somebody If I don't put my two cents in soon, somebody else will I know they're waitin only for one thing: for the bastards what done it to be nailed.

I'm honey only to my husband, understand ''??

They caused my love for Jessica to become warmer and at the same time more hopeless, as if my adolescent self knew that only torment would ever bring me the courage to ask to see her again.

I would turn away from my writing in the hope of getting a good look at them but I never quite succeeded.

Persons developed in today's corporations cannot hope to serve here -- a judgment based on experiences of my own in business and in activities outside.

While my memory holds with relentless tenacity, as I cannot too often stress, to my wrongs, when it comes to my shames, it gestures and jokes and toys with chronology like a prestidigitator in the hope of distracting me from them.

However, I confess my hope that I will be innocent again, not with a pristine, accidental innocence, but rather with an innocence achieved by the slow cutting away of the flesh to reach the bone.

The reason is, I think, my awareness that my remarks last quarter on pacifism may well have served to confirm the opinion of some that my tendency to skepticism and dissent gets us nowhere, and that I am simply too old to hope.

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.

It is my hope that this written message and report will reach you through the good offices of the Union of Soviet Artists.

It has been my lot all through life to associate with eminent scientists and at times to discuss with them the deepest and most vital of all questions, the nature of the hope of a life beyond this.

I only hope my talking to you has helped you a little, anyway, because you need spiritual bucking-up ''.

In the 1940s, Joan appeared on-stage in an Agatha Christie play, Appointment with Death, which was seen by Christie who wrote in a note to her, " I hope one day you will play my dear Miss Marple ".

A modest Bradman can be heard in a 1930 recording saying " I have always endeavoured to do my best for the side, and the few centuries that have come my way have been achieved in the hope of winning matches.

In February 2006, he suffered a stroke in Scarborough, and stated: " I hope to be back on my feet, or should I say my left leg, as soon as possible, but I know it is going to take some time.

' I was stretched to the limit — nature was screaming in my blood … After that I gave up hope ever of being able to love again.

I beg farther to remark, if my theory and pretensions, as to the nature, cause, and extent of the phenomena of nervous sleep hypnotism have none of the fascinations of the transcendental to captivate the lovers of the marvellous, the credulous and enthusiastic, which the pretensions and alleged occult agency of the mesmerists have, still I hope my views will not be the less acceptable to honest and sober-minded men, because they are all level to our comprehension, and reconcilable with well-known physiological and psychological principles.

" When asked in 2002 if she still desired to win the world championship she said, " Chess is my profession and of course I hope to improve.

My only hope is that members of my board act equally according to their conscience …

And if my record is broken, I hope you're the one to do it ".

Laurel is gone, my men are gone, Ed is dead -- and you come to me, to help me.

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.

One of my virtues or vices is a sort of three-dimensional imagination complete with sound effects and glorious living color.

And that is the way I first saw her when my Uncle brought her into his antique store.

`` Amen '', said the Reverend Doran, grabbing his rifle propped up against a tombstone, `` and now my brethren, it would seem that our presence is required elsewhere ''.

Only one rule prevailed in my conversations with these men: The more highly placed they are -- that is, the more they know -- the more concerned they have become.

Steinberg spoke with warmth and enthusiasm about Italy: `` Rome is my second home.

I consider it to be my job to expose the public to what is being written today ''.

`` As my wife puts it '', he said, again with a twinkle in his eyes, `` all you know is your music.

`` Both children are musical and my wife is a music lover of unfailing instinct and judgement ''.

Since attack serves to stimulate interest in broadcasts, I added to my opening statement a sentence in which I claimed that German youth seemed to lack the enthusiasm which is a necessary ingredient of anger, and might be classified as uninterested and bored rather than angry.

`` The confusion is not my invention.

The key word in my plays is ' perhaps ' ''.

When I try to work out my reasons for feeling that this passage is of critical significance, I come up with the following ideas, which I shall express very briefly here and revert to in a later essay.

It consists of fragmentary personal revelations, such as `` The Spark '': `` There is a spark dwells deep within my soul.

That little spark is all the wealth I know, That little spark is my life's misery ''.

Let me quote him even more fully, for his analysis is important to my theme.