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Dil: İngilizce
Hecelenişi: work
Ekler: works/worked/work·ing
Türü: fiil, isim


f. çalışmak, iş yapmak;
emek sarfetmek, uğraşmak, meşgul olmak;
vazifeli olmak, memuriyeti olmak;
başarılı olmak, iyi netice vermek;
etkilemek, tesir etmek;
çözmek, halletmek.

i. iş, çalışma, meşguliyet;
görev, vazife;
eser, kitap;
el işi;
çalışma yeri;
fabrika, tesis;
, argo. tüm;
sirke köpüğü;
sevap kazanılacak iş.
(sonek)... işi, -den yapılmış.

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  • She had quickly found that her charge was absent from the barn and house. Another half-hour confirmed that he was not working in any of the fields around the cottage. Now she checked each of the trails leading to the clearing, as far as she dared, given the approach of dawn. Her lantern cast wild shadows among the trees, but no sign of Rafe. Her throat was sore from calling.
  • She stood up and grabbed Henrys dipping hand and then took his moist middle finger in her mouth. She worked it for a few seconds and said, "Goodtill the last drop." Barbara started walking away and then turned back, "Dont go anywhere. I need to take care of some business when I get back."
  • Gordon and Allen went around the house looking at all of Allen's handiwork. The broken railing going up to the bedrooms. (Frank loosened it.) The new floorboards around the refrigerator. (Frank disconnected the defrost line and the wood rotted.) The badly wired 220 volt outlet in the kitchen that had a short in it (Frank), the leaking pipes in the bathtub (Frank's work in progress, just waiting for it to rot thru the floor)
  • "Why is it that when you come in from working outside, you always smell as sweet as new-mown hay, but when your grandfather comes inside he stinks like he had dead fish in his armpits?" she asked. It wasn't true in either case but it still made him laugh. He moved to the other side of the table and sat down facing her.
  • Dad switched his focus to the Volturi, reading everyones mind and trying to work out how Meghan had come to Isle Esme. He obviously thought they might know more than had been said. Surely none of the Volturi were themselves involved though.
  • Neither Brad nor the French brothers knew the Simpsons as a family. They all knew the dad, Bud, who worked in Tibbet's Machine shop which was the local sweat shop in Wilmet. Elinor Simpson was an only child and a senior at Wilmet High.
  • None of these pieces of paper actually means or solves anything. A budget, as opposed to a "budget," is something that both houses of Congress and the president have all agreed on. It has passed the lawmaking process laid out in the Constitution, which means that everyone has given something and everyones plans have turned into a law, an actual budget to guide appropriations committees in their work.
  • Aedan Conor worked in the dark of his classroom, a desk lamp illuminating his efforts. He held a red pen in his right hand and occasionally made marks on the papers below him, his head over the desk and bent down in concentration, his elbows like heavy supports under him. Hed finish grading a paper every minute or so and swiftly replace it with another; but his efforts were strained and halting, as though some unseen electrical outlet powering him was short-circuiting. Many times hed find himself not grading at all, but drumming his fingers absentmindedly on his desk, completely lost in thought. He was doing that now. He stopped at the realization.
  • Jennifer knew better. It had been three years since, when, with newly issued law degree in hand, she had gone to work in the Senators office. She was practical. Thin, plain and smart, she did her job well, covering the Senators issues for his seat on the Foreign Affairs Committee. And there had been some successes, but success was incremental and it often came in the form of additional spending. She had succeeded in persuading her boss to back provisions for looser patent restrictions and to allow production of more generic drugs, and the Senator was willing, despite the pharmaceutical lobby. The Senator liked her and trusted her, and she actually had her own office with a door, a prize on Capitol Hill, even if it was only marginally larger than a closet and she had to share it with "her" intern. Nevertheless, she was becoming distracted by the everyday compromise of politics. She even bothered to meet with the legislative director about the farm bill. He heard her with a show of understanding and concern before turning her down.
  • Levine hopes to match the models to current work by experimentalists on motility in cells related to the metastatic spread of breast cancer. "We're a long way from saying anything about this problem," he said. "But that's my overall agenda -- to push my research to where it can make contact with the cancer community."
  • A week later, in the afternoon, a number of dogcarts drove up to the farm. A deputation of neighbouring farmers had been invited to make a tour of inspection. They were shown all over the farm, and expressed great admiration for everything they saw, especially the windmill. The animals were weeding the turnip field. They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground, and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors.
  • "Stirring work indeed young man," he congratulated him. "I'm thrilled you succeeded in making it to the Fort. Tell me, did the reinforcements come with you, or are they arriving in the morning?" Aiden gave Nellise a worried look.
  • 'That would be most helpful,' Permission replied, before Shylock could speak. 'That way, we still have to work it out. Yes, that seems fair.'
  • Then in 1925 and 1926 production slowed, ceasing altogether in 1927 for several months. People were now looking for comfort and styling, while the Model T had changed very little over the years. Ford invested in coal mines, railroads and rubber companies, to supply himself with the items he needed for his car industry. He had over half a million employees working for him at one time. Seasonal layoffs were routine beginning with men in their 40s, replacing them with younger men.
  • Linda wanted to scream. "Do you know how utterly stupid that is?! For Godsons sake, Ry, I work in a tavern. That means on some days I know more about whats going on in this town than you and Sy put together. I heard that Enin flew over to Sys office yesterday afternoon. If Enin came back, that meant you probably came back as well. With a few nudging questions to a few guards, I found out you ran into town in a hurry yesterday afternoon and left again fairly soon after that in another great hurry. I also found out no one saw Enin leave with you. Now I find out you actually told Sy to hide the truth from me."
  • A groan from the bed told Jain that she had work to do. Joff had stirred. His fair hair had fallen across his face. Jain brushed it aside to reveal the pale skin and blue eyes. She knew that many people treasured looks like his. The fair hair and blue eyes attested to descent from the northern warrior peoples. The pale skin spoke of a life spent mostly indoors, away from the hard labor of the fields. To Jain, Joff looked ill. Daniel, Jains father, had always taken pride in his ruddy tan. Eduards black hair added to his rogues charm. And Coursas enormous brown eyes attested to her vitality even more than her thick hair and shapely hips.
  • The assassin spent most of the day on top of a wall on the other side of the street, watching the activity within the house. Through the windows, he mapped the various rooms with his spyglass, finding the main bedroom upstairs with a balcony outside it. At lunchtime, Lady Mordon went into town in a smart carriage, a maid beside her and two footmen riding on the back. The assassin studied the various familiars that accompanied the coach, deciding that the fat grey mare who trotted unburdened behind it was Lady Mordon's familiar, and the small dog belonged to one of the footmen. No others were in evidence, but this was not unusual, for most people who worked as servants had small, inconspicuous familiars. Lady Mordon's mare would pose no problem, since she would sleep in the stables at night.
  • Thin, fragile lines of energy were being drawn into him. They seeped from his hand, floated through the energy that surrounded them and were trying to form a mesh around her. She could feel it already working on her mind. She would never trust him. He had killed her mother. He had tried to kill her again tonight. The stories were true. Nothing he said could be trusted.
  • No records remain of what happened on Thursday. On Friday Levin took up his first job since dropping out. He worked in the Mace on Botanic Avenue and had to stack boxes and put rubbish away and work the till. The tedium was only partially relieved by Alex Higgins walking in and personally insulting him.
  • He doesn't say anything for a minute. I'm guessing he's trying to work out what he could tell the cops. He steps outside, closes the door and starts down the street. He's obviously keen to get me away from there. I'm too busy working out what to say to care why. He turns down an alley that leads through to Wellington Square. I follow him. There's a garden in the middle of the square.
  • The paladin ignored the suggestion. Instead, he started to remove the mud from the breastplate. It wasn't damaged and rusty, as one could expect. It was, well, shiny. Heroic even. "It is my size! The fish is working! The fish is working again! We must find the rest of it!"
  • He sits there in the dark for quite some time, the only light being that of the fire coming in through the window. He goes over and peers through the window and sees several buildings adjacent to the flaming warehouse have now caught fire as well. He watches as crews work to put out the fire and after a while they seem to have managed to stop it from spreading.
  • Others, like Philip, who gave Kell an icy stare, just like Louis and Aurora shared. Kell only smiled. That bastard wasnt sociable because Kell was a published novelist. Jans boyfriend wrote poetry, always bragging how his latest piece was going to be in this or that anthology, yet Kell possessed an agent, had just sold the film rights to 1955 Rainbow Chessboard. Only pocket money; he still worked at the restaurant, also part time at a bookstore to keep his hand in the industry, what he told people. Really it was to pay the rent, but now with a savings account, he might have a girlfriend to go with it.
  • "Look, I realize it sucks, Im sorry you are forever stuck inside the book, I really am. There is nothing I can do about it. Would it be possible to just work together for a few minutes without arguing?"
  • "No joshing. So was I! Then they moved me to rail transport and that's how I ended up working for the Union Pacific after the war. You couldn't do any better." Chance was slowly warming to the idea.
  • The medieval latin versions of the aristotelian scientific corpus, with special reference to the biological works, london.
  • Theyd left Perth less than a week earlier, on Monday. David paid Big Ron two weeks rent in advance to keep his room for him, just in case the wheat bins idea didnt work out. This, he now thinks, is starting to look like a good move; hes had enough experience of Jim Corrigans schemes to know they often dont go as planned. He left the A40 parked over by the side fence, and he hopes Ron wont back the Kombi into it.
  • "Oh? A friend of yours?" Amaranthe tried not to grimace. One assassin was all she could imagine working with at a time.
  • 'By Jupiter, Sir, you make me laugh,' cried Toole with a grin, throwing up his eyebrows. 'I take it, you think we doctors can work miracles.'
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  • Beyond the milking shed were a contractors vehicle and a mechanical digger. The digger was working as the three watched, making a trench for the pipeline to the stream.
  • The two made a few more turns and finally arrived at another secured door. Kingston showed the Professor how to operate his security badge and temporary DNA scan. The door swung open and they walked into the new lab. Lab techs were running around calibrating instruments, working with technicians who were setting up large racks of equipment, and generally looking busy.
  • In Britain, rationing was finally imposed in early 1918, limited to meat, sugar, and fats (butter and oleo), but not bread. The new system worked smoothly. From 1914 to 1918, trade union membership doubled, from a little over four million to a little over eight million. work stoppages and strikes became frequent in 1917-1918 as the unions expressed grievances regarding prices, alcohol control, pay disputes, fatigue from overtime and working on Sundays, and inadequate housing.
  • "Wow," Caislyn looked around at the bookstore, "it worked that time." She looked at Jaxon and the knowledge dawned on her. "Together," She said. "We have to work together for the big things. I wonder how that works."
  • "Hector drowned and I havent heard anything from Julien. He lives higher up in Aix-en-Provence. Antoine is still alive and is working at the municipality of Arles. So we actually survived the flood relatively well. But why havent we heard from you for so long?"
  • Bernanke, whose term ends next January, said last week the unemployment rate in December "is not an acceptable situation," especially when 39 percent of the jobless havent worked for six months or more.
  • Only in our self-confident day of the popularization of knowledge- thanks to that most powerful engine of ignorance, the diffusion of printed matter--has the question of the freedom of will been put on a level on which the question itself cannot exist. In our time the majority of so-called advanced people--that is, the crowd of ignoramuses--have taken the work of the naturalists who deal with one side of the question for a solution of the whole problem.
  • Now, more than 2 million people use ZocDoc each month, and the company is about to open an office in Phoenix. The service provides more than just reviews. It helps people schedule an appointment with a nearby doctor or a dentist, and assists in getting paper work filled out in advance. Patients also can rate their visits, adding an extra incentive to doctors to be nice. The site is free for patients, but doctors pay a fee to list their practices.
  • The thought nearly shuts me down, so I concentrate on tying my trainers. When the doctor returns I'm all done. It's time to stand up, to look in control. To convince them it was all a misunderstanding. One look at the doctor's face and I know that's not going to work.
  • "Still have them," Josh said, blowing for the Busted Axle Road crossing. He laid on the horn really hard, sort of in hopes that it would wake Tiffany up. Typical teenager, wanted to sleep till noon. If she wanted to work the dogs any, she'd best be doing it while it was still cool.
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  • Ensign Dillquist looked at the girl lazily, wondering how she could work all day long in this heat. But probably they got used to it, he thought. As well as to the naked men and women who visited this place.
  • Yet those were the glory days, no doubt. Wally was the only one left of that early group; he had worked with the founding director. But the early enthusiasm had infused every working day. We, working together, could raise the money, could direct the funds and frame the debates, would cure diseases. Would make lives longer and better and more meaningful.
  • Doug left for work as usual, precisely at eight. Not two minutes later, the phone rang. I felt my chest tighten and that dance of adrenaline that kicks in when I know somethings wrong, and I considered just not answering it. As if that could prevent the bad news.
  • "Yes, Daniel was my favorite student to work with last year. He and I seemed to mesh from the moment he walked up to the library counter. Made my transition into the school so much easier."
  • We make our walks a daily ritual, sometimes taking even two or three a day. Scott is working full-time, and not complaining about it, while I recuperate. Next month, well be switching roles. Hell quit his job and stay home full-time, and Ill go to grad school full-time. I have a fellowship at the university, so my tuition is paid for, and Ill get a small stipend. The rest of our expenses will be covered by student loans. Itll be tight for a while, but its worth it. Id rather my daughter have a parent home with her than have both of us working. This is an invaluable gift were giving her: the gift of time and love and attention. Its all good. Itll all be fine. Ill get my masters, and then well start the next chapter in our lives. Im not sure what that will be exactly. Oh yeah, my PhD. But, Ill think about that later.
  • Catrin, Rolph, and Benjin worked on the oxcart in the afternoon sun. The cart was in poor condition, and one of the wheels was seized. After they removed the wheel and greased the hub, it moved more freely, but was still less than perfect. Catrin was glad to have the cart as it would make their travels much easier, and she hoped it would help them appear more like locals. Collette folded the blankets from the loft and insisted they would make a good cushion for the splintery wooden seat. Their kindness in such a trying time spoke volumes for their generous souls, and Catrin vowed to never forget them and all they had done for her.
  • I was primed for action by the time I walked into the girlssuite that night. It was a Friday night and I had no plans beyond my fourth floor social exploration. I was somehow able to pry my new buddy Sal Mariani away from his accounting books. The one thing I liked about Sal was that he was always up for a party, regardless of how much work he had to do. Van Nostrand was nowhere to be found on the planet, Charlie Brueger was watching the show Dallas and could not be bothered, and Larry Dyer was anything but sophomoric.
  • The arduous task ahead of him was as emotionally exhausting as it was physically demanding. Blake had just become comfortable with his new family after so many years on his own as an FBI agent. While he tried not to think of the peril that awaited them, it was hard to look past the potential of the siege they would soon be under. He and his small team had also only unearthed 50 potential hunters and there were still many hundreds to uncover in such a short frame of less than two weeks. It was also unknown whether time and the strong pull of the ocean would do the rest of the work and free the hunters from their watery tombs, as there wasnt time to completely free each person and bring them to land where the process to regain strength would wait until the next sunrise.
  • No... No. I still cannot see my son but can feel him shaking his shaggy head vigorously from behind the wall. My father- my own father- doesn't even really know me. But he goes to work every day and he makes his cash and so he thinks, somehow, that that means something. He hasn't done anything in his whole life but work for corporations, or prepare to work for corporations. He would give me a whole rash of shit for pursuing an alternate life path.... but what the hell has he ever done in his life that was worth anything?!
  • When I checked something a customer was returning, it was very rare that I was truly trying to narrow down the problem. Most of the time I was checking to see if the device was perfectly fine and the customer was too dumb to work it.
  • Nicholas Calio, the former Bush aide who heads airline lobby Airlines for America, worked on the 2001 law as White House liaison to Congress and for the 2003 cuts as in-house lobbyist for banking giant Citigroup. Calio, 59, said he won over members of Congress by focusing on the savings for average Americans. "There were concerns that there was too much for the wealthy," he said.
  • I was not able to light on any map or work giving the exact locality of the Castle Dracula, as there are no maps of this country as yet to compare with our own Ordnance Survey Maps; but I found that Bistritz, the post town named by Countess Dracula, is a fairly well-known place. I shall enter here some of my notes, as they may refresh my memory when I talk over my travels with Minas.
  • Their assignment was usually peeling potatoes, and this is exactly what they were doing, seated on low wooden stools on either side of a large wooden bucket. Their elbows rested on its rim and their small knives sent long brown curls of peel into its depths. At least, Ev made long brown curls of peel. Jessa watched her friend's slender, brown hands working quickly and carefully at the same time, the way Ev did everything. Jessa's potatoes tended to shed their skins in ragged chunks. This was the third and final day of their latest exile. Jessa grinned.
  • Balashev found Davout seated on a barrel in the shed of a peasant's hut, writing--he was auditing accounts. Better quarters could have been found him, but Marshal Davout was one of those men who purposely put themselves in most depressing conditions to have a justification for being gloomy. For the same reason they are always hard at work and in a hurry. "How can I think of the bright side of life when, as you see, I am sitting on a barrel and working in a dirty shed?" the expression of his face seemed to say. The chief pleasure and necessity of such men, when they encounter anyone who shows animation, is to flaunt their own dreary, persistent activity. Davout allowed himself that pleasure when Balashev was brought in. He became still more absorbed in his task when the Russian general entered, and after glancing over his spectacles at Balashev's face, which was animated by the beauty of the morning and by his talk with Murat, he did not rise or even stir, but scowled still more and sneered malevolently.
  • With Rhea, it was one of those situations where the timing never quite worked out; the right words never got said. It was a could have been that was never meant to be, or at least never was.
  • Ugh. Jujitsu on a Saturday. This was what happened when you had too many hobbies. They didn't all fit into the work week.
  • The painter shuddered in spite of himself. "Dorian, if I told you, you might like me less than you do, and you would certainly laugh at me. I could not bear your doing either of those two things. If you wish me never to look at your picture again, I am content. I have always you to look at. If you wish the best work I have ever done to be hidden from the world, I am satisfied. Your friendship is dearer to me than any fame or reputation."
  • That feeling was welling up in me againrighteous anger mingled with impatience and annoyance. I found a patch of wall to take out my frustrations on and went to work.
  • Jimmy arched his back and took in a great gulping breath of air and the noise resounded in the silencesetting his uncle nearly leaping out of his shoes. Alison thought their plan would have worked if not for that moment, as Uncle Les had looked about to flee with fright, but instead he ducked back down and picked Jimmy up as if the boy were little more than a bag of potatoes. In one deft movement he heaved and threw Jimmy from the nearby ledge.
  • It was a large meal, for everyone who worked on the rancho was there, with the exception of the outriders. The children were fed separately, at another smaller table, and Mama was assisting another woman in serving them.
  • Sarah worked on the jorii well into the night. While Steve slept soundly (how does he do it??) next to her on the floor, she tried everything she could think of to activate her jhorun. Did she really have some magical ability lying dormant inside her? Could she walk through walls here if she tried hard enough?
  • Fede crouched down beside Art and looked into his eyes. "No, Art, I am serious as a funeral here. This is big, and its not in the scope of work that we signed up for. You and me, we can score big on this, but not by handing it over to those shitheads in Jersey and begging for a bonus."
  • Brad patted the right front pocket of his jeans and felt the small bulge of the folded bills Charlie had given him yesterday morning after Brad told him he had a date tonight. Charlie had known the few dollars Brad had left from selling some furs wouldn't be enough money for his date. Brad had been hoping his dad would loan him enough to squeak by on since he was suppose to start doing some plowing and harrowing for a neighbor of Charlie's next week and could pay Harold back out of that money in a week or so. Brad felt better knowing he wouldn't have to ask Harold for the money. It was a lot easier to have Charlie offer it and to pay him back with work.
  • Jeff then began working with other people in the residential recovery center who were HIV-Positive and had AIDS. He ended upJeff spending nine years as an AIDS and HIV counselor, and now works as a social worker for the homeless.
  • The same behavior as my father, he thought sadly, when the official man left, with his wishes on paper. Nostradamus had now retreated permanently to the attic and worked on his main work The Prophesies until he was no longer able to.
  • "Uh?" Raymond had retired into his own private world. He'd been staring intently through the side-window, looking very serious, almost melancholy. "Ah, yes. St Peter. When we started the project, I guess we thought we might be able to help him. We could issue little cards for people to take with them on their final journey. He'd just read them at the gates. Good soul - welcome. Bad soul - bugger off. But it didn't work out that way. The card would simply say, Soul Size 62, please admit, certified by Foxglove Corporation. The more we got into the project the more convinced I became that that's the way it is. I'm not the first to say it, but it seems to me that all this judging of good and bad souls is just a way for religions to get people to follow their rules. I think the bottom line is, you've got a well-developed soul or you haven't. That's it."
  • "Wake up, youre out to lunch. The owners want to keep you working for the machine." She glanced at him and waited.
  • "Agreed. Im plumb wore out mself. Just tell those with completed Frames to bring their families and animals inside the Frames, and keep them there. And tell them to keep Shade Canopies away from Square centers, so they wont have to be moved when the real work starts. Get the Runners back in. Ill go tell Kitchen to start doling from the drums. And this time therell be some solid food in those Bowls!"
  • Back when he worked for the school through the old Headmaster Parks, Mr. Greeley's only stayed to find the most powerful spell book. Ministry of Magic called this book the "black one" for it contained the worst of dark magic. It was used in the most evil way to create the worst of things to beand appearin one's mind. Its spells could force good wizards into obeying servants of its dark magic.
  • As a first step, Algerian literature was marked by works whose main concern was the assertion of the Algerian national entity, there is the publication of novels as the Algerian trilogy of Mohammed Dib, or even Nedjma of Kateb Yacine novel which is often regarded as a monumental and major work. Other known writers will contribute to the emergence of Algerian literature whom include Mouloud Feraoun, Malek Bennabi, Malek Haddad, Moufdi Zakaria, Ibn Badis, Mohamed Lad Al-Khalifa, Mouloud Mammeri, Frantz Fanon, and Assia Djebar.
  • The blessedly-welcome numbness quickly spread out to encompass my entire foot. working with a sure quickness any surgeon would have envied, Donovan wrapped my ankle and then examined his handiwork with a nod of approval.
  • Well, glad we got all of that out of the way, because things would just be too awkward otherwise. I am not known for my ability to let things go. "Where did you get the blood from? Oh dear God! You work in the E.R! Do you drain helpless patients?"
  • HE SKARGOOL RANSOM MONEY was enough to let me live comfortably for a year, but I was still sitting out in front at the office the next morning. Im not sure I could tell you why. You work and you work until you get to a point where you dont have to work for a while, and when you get to that point you keep working anyway. Damned if I understand it. I didnt think I had anything of the free¬lance do-gooder in me, I didnt think I was the kind of guy whod keep doing what I should get paid for, for free, but Id been surprised before. Of course, as things turned out, the first business through the door made me wish Id caught the first barge out of town.
  • But the house boat. Don must have told her about it. The house boat had been the real thing. The thing that made me other. The thing that told her I wasnt supposed to be here, that I didnt belong. That I didnt deserve anything I had. That I hadnt ever worked for anything. That I shouldnt have the same titles and positions she had worked for. Usual thing everyone thinks about everybody else.
  • "We explore them around the edges and we work our way to the middle, in a manner of speaking. You start by telling me about something you can remembera story about tapping into your abilities. Tell me about using your giftswhat those instances felt likewhat you saw when you used themwhat you wanted to hold ontothose are the things I want you to tell me about…" Celeste asked me and then reclined on the sofa to listen to my stories.
  • "No, I never liked Wrigglything's work anyway." said Wiseman. "Tell me, what did the mist taste like? You see there is a theory by Glaucous et al. that posits that the taste of fish is determined by the medium in which they swim. Did the mist taste of fish?"
  • "Well have to see how much shes worth, but well talk about that at a later time. I have a lot of work to do." After I heard the office door open I tried to relax and act as if I hadnt heard what they had just said. I failed. Now I was the wreck. I didnt want to work for her. Shes evil. What was she attacking? What would she do if I refused? My head swam with thoughts and possibilities. The color must have drained from my face.
  • Over the next couple weeks, Scott and Morgen drop me off and pick me up every day. While Im at work they go to the library and the beach, the playgrounds and the whole foods co-op. When they pick me up, Morgens filled with stories to tell about the nice lady at the library, the seagulls at the beach, and the sucker she got at the co-op. Shes all smiles, and she looks forward to each day with her dad.
  • If this marriage between TV and college football works, the benefits for top schools could be significant. At Louisiana State University, where football is profitable and conference-rights revenue has surged, officials recently agreed to transfer $7.2 million a year from sports to academic programs hurt by budget cuts.
  • I thought of how Jason had left and figured he must have gone on his own hunting trip, but instead of saying that, I made up a different story. "Hmm. He must have stopped off at a friends. He took the car. I stayed here to work with Ash on her shifting. There were some minor issues that needed attention."
  • Pete's day, however, goes downhill quickly. The events took place too late to make the late news but the morning broadcasts consist of nothing but stories of the events the night before. He checks his email and finds the anonymously sent pictures and video from the night before. He has a pretty good idea of where they originated. On the TV he sees even more. He picks up the newspapers that have been dropped outside his hotel room. He knows that when Jack sees these, there will be big trouble, very big trouble. He has seriously screwed up in a line of work that frowns on error and, worse, drawn national attention, another serious no-no. He prays there's no story giving the real reason for the club attempt. It's bad enough as it is.
  • She shook her head. "Im sorry, Jon," she said, "I shouldnt be taking all this out on you, but I just cant go home and face that stuff anymore. My way may be paid here, but I have to work for my grades, just like you do. I know Im here on a quota and that just makes me have to work harder to prove myself, not that it proves anything to my father and brother. They keep talking about equality, and they dont know what it means. As far as theyre concerned, all whites are equally responsible for blacks being enslaved."
  • "No. Not really. I am Nekodah, trained at the Temple of the Sun before the brotherhood was disbanded. We can do some similar things, but the powers that we are taught work in a completely different manner than what you will be able to do. What you have done."
  • "You can return to work in the morning," replied Elvallon. "I'm sure you've lost enough pay as it is. Now, will you let me work?"
  • "Thank you sir...ma'am. This will make it possible to keep the good work going on, despite heavy resistance by the bureaucracy. Bless you both."
  • In fact, not at all discouraged by the failure of his entrepreneurism, Todd continued to work on his rap opus for a solid forty-nine years. Even after heavily editing, including the removal of a 15,000 line digression about the speculative rise and fall of King Pete, the entire rap took an impressive seven and a half hours to perform.
  • "You know, these are really good," she said as she looked back over at Caislyn. "I've never seen so much detail in a charcoal work before, it's almost as if they are real."
  • For me, this was easy. I gave my mom free reign to register me at whatever stores she thought appropriate. I am going to get a ton of shit that I do not want or need. Some of it will be regifted to other Maturing Elders later on in their lives, long after whoever gave it to me has forgotten that was my gift at one time. Good chance I will not have to pay for a meal for a couple of years. Restaurant gift cards seem to be a bit of a rage right now for Maturing Elders. works for me, I dont know how half the stuff in my kitchen works or for that matter, if it works.
  • Although biology in its modern form is a relatively recent development, sciences related to and included within it have been studied since ancient times. Natural philosophy was studied as early as the ancient civilizations of Mesopotamia, Egypt, the Indian subcontinent, and China. However, the origins of modern biology and its approach to the study of nature are most often traced back to ancient Greece. While the formal study of medicine dates back to Hippocrates (ca. 460 BCca. 370 BC), it was Aristotle (384 BC322 BC) who contributed most extensively to the development of biology. Especially important are his History of Animals and other works where he showed naturalist leanings, and later more empirical works that focused on biological causation and the diversity of life. Aristotle's successor at the Lyceum, Theophrastus, wrote a series of books on botany that survived as the most important contribution of antiquity to the plant sciences, even into the Middle Ages.
  • She approached him, saw his face, and something gave way within her. Her eyes grew dim. By the expression of her father's face, not sad, not crushed, but angry and working unnaturally, she saw that hanging over her and about to crush her was some terrible misfortune, the worst in life, one she had not yet experienced, irreparable and incomprehensible--the death of one she loved.
  • With the sweater and scarf combo resting comfortably behind each persons seat, it was finally time to give the great chili cook-off everyones undivided attention. Most people had consumed one of the steaming bowls in front of them and were now working on the second bowl after gulping down some of their favorite liquid refreshment.
  • "Im replaceable," Nora says. "Besides, you would do the job for much less money. All you foreigners are willing to work for peanuts." She laughs.
  • `There isn't much left to tell. Connie and I came home and got married. Aidan was born about two years afterwards. I had qualified as a carpenter before I went to Spain and I took it up again when I came back. I never liked it but I was a man with responsibilities now so I did it. Ethna came a few years after and I worked like a dog, overtime, nixers, anything I could get. We wanted for nothing, had our few drinks at the week¬ends when the kids got strong, and I'd saved so much I man¬aged to pay off the house, which we'd got cheap anyway. Everything in the garden was rosy. I was too tired during the week, but Connie seemed satisfied with sex on a Saturday night.
  • Hawksworth nodded assent as their guards led them directly across the wide drawbridge and through a passageway. The outer edge of the drawbridge was connected by heavy chains to rollers at the top of the entryway. The two rollers worked in a stone channel cut upward into the steep walls of the passage and were held in place by iron bars inserted into the channel. The bridge would lift automatically by simple removal of the iron bars. Around them now was a small, heavily defended barbican and ahead, between the outer and inner wall, was a gateway set in a towering portal almost eighty feet high that was faced with gleaming blue enamel tiles.
  • By the time the first snow falls in November, Ive gotten it down to where my bread turns out every time. Whole wheat loaves, cinnamon rolls, and sourdough bread are all beautiful and delicious. On Sundays, especially now that the weathers turned cold, I bake all day. On Monday, I bring the extra loaves into work with me.
  • They went on washing dishes and drying them on the spotless towels with methodical exactness; and as they worked they said that there had never been any little room, so far as they knew; the china-closet had always been there, and the gilt-edged china had belonged to their mother, it had always been in the house.
  • If Steve had his way he would pay no one and keep all the money for himself. But, somewhere along the line, he realized that in order to get the money he had to hire people to do all of his work for him.
  • "If you mean the matter of the prince, I assure you its alarming to us all. No one is certain what has happened in the south. In fact, you were one of the last men to see Prince Jadar. He seems almost to have disappeared. All sorts of rumors are working their way to the court. Where it will end no one can any longer even guess." Nadir Sharif followed Hawksworth out into the open square of the Diwan-i-Am. "Incidentally, Ambassador, did you yourself know anything about the fifty lakhs of silver coin spoken of tonight?"
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