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Okunuşu: / wəːk / Okunuş kuralları
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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  • As you work to nail down these numbers, I suggest you regard the process as an exercise in discovery. Some items are easy to determine, while others may require some digging and careful thought. I think you will do a much better job if you use a competent financial adviser to help you get the right numbers and see what they mean for you.
  • Seeing this, some of our men were for hostilities: but I restrained them and we made our meal from a barrel of biscuit, eating in silence while the natives chewed away at the pork. The meal over, we fell to work and finished the second tent without opposition, though curiosity drew some of our visitors so near as to hamper the workmen. When thrust aside they showed no resentment, but after a minute drew near again and impeded us as badly as ever.
  • Morley had cleaned up from his work that morning, and was now home in his study getting ready for his trip. He pulled down a book from the shelf entitled Monstrous Mammals - Do They Exist? It was one of Axel's books, and had a short appendix about the possible effect of music on songbirds, which had given him the inspiration for an experiment he wanted to try.
  • This makes me even more breathless. I can't be imagining this. She could have gone by and left me sleeping. Perhaps I still have a chance. I'm working up to asking if I can take her out to dinner sometime but I take too long and she says,
  • Wally Meeks was having one of those nights: the kind when sleep would not come. The burly mechanic had done all that he could be reasonable expected to do to fight this exhaustion. He'd called his mom, hoping a clear conscience in that quarter might help. He'd next turned to cleaning his apartment. And finally he'd hunkered down in front of the TV, trying to lull himself into mindless oblivion. But so far, nothing had worked.
  • They worked the rest of the day in spite of the continuing drizzle. Chance put extra wood on the fire to give them more heat. Jeremiah sneezed and swore. "I hope Im not coming down with something." They climbed into the cave and made an early night of it. Chance heard Jeremiah sniffing from time to time.
  • Jorden had heard it all before, and the mention of it angered. He paused momentarily to keep calm, the captain hardly to blame. "Yes, so I've heard, and I'm willing to see this council if I must. It's probably the only chance I have of seeing home again. And I'm willing to work for my keep here, I'll scrub the decks or whatever you want me to do."
  • I was fourteen years old. Mom wasn't home from work yet, so I'd scammed some cold pizza from the fridge and had the Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated" blasting away on the good stereo in the living room. I wouldn't have even heard the knock at the door if Bear hadn't started barking. I turned the stereo down and answered the door.
  • Mackintosh watched as the last grains of red marble sand slipped through the two-foot-high hourglass by the binnacle and then he mechanically flipped it over. The moon now cast the shadow of the mainmast yard precisely across the waist of the ship, and the tide had begun to flow in rapidly. The men of the new watch were silently working their way up the shrouds.
  • "And Im happy you questioned Mr. Peterson. It was smart to check your thoughts with an expert. He was giving some traditional advice, but to tell you the truth, I like your approach much better. Its simple and rather appealing. I want to see where you go with it. Nice work son."
  • Hartwell was moved off his spot after the first Cal punch, but he made the loss of equilibrium work for him by flipping backwards through the air and then kicking an unaware Emily in the head, sending her airborne toward the ground. Cal usually talked with his fists but he was all about sword-play after the initial blow. Hartwell unfurled the nail on his right index finger and then engaged Cal by punching him in the head with a left hook and then kicking him to the ground next to his sister. Drew noticed the negative tone to the fight and tried to fill in, but Hartwell anticipated the move by flying into the air to avoid the extent of Drews sword and then came down with a one-two kick to the side of his head that placed him next to his mother and uncle on the soft turf.
  • Louis smiled imperturbably. "Be it God's will, we may destroy the enemy's fire-thrower this afternoon. If not, I will have our stone-casters sprinkled with water from the holy well of Saint Denis. If there is aught of the Devil's work about this Greek fire, that may help keep it off."
  • "Nothing, nothing," he said to Chloe. "Return we to our sheep, our ewe lamb. If his will worked merely in courtesy, might it not be swept by a stronger will?" He began to walk up and down the room. "You know, Chloe, I've a good mind to try it."
  • By then, Slaine was giving fuller reports, thick with information both relevant and gossipy. He was working hard to draw people out and mentioned a trader nicknamed "Shakes," who worked at Schottenfeld.
  • Andrew nodded in approval like a whipped puppy, "You have to work so you can pay me back for the window and your wall," Thad stated.
  • "They are a benevolent race that have been working very diligently to help humanity complete the shift into the new consciousness.
  • We will leave two full bands of Guards here, to help with the work of getting this place straight. The rest will escort the Lady back to Gaharn.’
  • "None of you have shown signs of inheriting our abilities. If you weren't surrounded by so much magic, or if your father and I didn't have the abilities we have, it's entirely possible that your names would just be names, with no symbolism or power behind them at all. We'd like to think that eventually Ammon will spend enough time away from us and balance his life out through enough traveling that the wind will work out of him and he can settle down and live a normal life, none the wiser of the world he has unknowingly lived in the first part of his life. Or it's possible he will have to travel for the rest of his life. I don't know. Either way, though, he won't draw any unwanted attention to himself. Wherever he goes it will be windy when he wants it to, and still when he doesnt care. Im sure he doesnt even realize hes capable of that. Beyond that, he has no special abilities, not unless he consciously tries to develop them."
  • The boy had hit that tree hard and Arkin was sure that he was going to have a concussion. But that was better than death. For the first time in many years, Arkin felt a very real fear. So much work had gone into this whole thing and the people he was guarding were innocents. Any of them dying would forever stain his hands with blood. He repeated the fear script in his mind.
  • "You heard me. This is bullshit. This whole place is a joke. Ive been having a major crisis in my life, and all you care about is how to squeeze more work out of me. Well, you can squeeze someone else, because Im though! Hear that, Rose?" he shouted. "I know youre listening. Well, I hope youre both happy, because I am. This is the worst place I have ever worked, and you are the worst people Ive ever worked with. And Im through." He stood up, pushing his chair back violently as he did. "That clear things up for you at all?"
  • Spencer looked at her. Contradicting her sternness, she smiled warmly at him. He still couldn't work out her mood. He was out of practice, that was the problem. Nor was he sure why she was here. He realised that he should be offering her a drink, but he couldn't face the prospect of watching her sip a vodka and tonic when he needed one himself, so remained the bad host. "Who else works on the project?"
  • The morning of the fourth day of the siege dawned as relentlessly hot as the past few but with one difference: a heavy, leaden sky overhead. Longswords mood turned even worse; if it rained, he wouldnt be able to shoot fireballs from the mangonel and a whole days work would be lost. But he was the only one of the men who viewed the coming storm with dismay. The others, including even the genial and accommodating Sir Walter, were happy to have relief from the heat.
  • "No, they've got nothing on them, other than maybe an accessory charge for earlier tonight. Anyway, there'd be too many questions about how we caught them, why we didn't turn them in, why they were at the club, that sort of thing. We need to keep Mike out of the news for now. No, I think we need to work our own solution out."
  • "No. But I just woke up. Last night I was too busy celebrating being alive and/or not kidnapped. Besides, the police are going to want to question everyone that works there, so I figure they probably already contacted many of them."
  • - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days of receipt of the work.
  • Knowing office politics and the kindly nature of Bill Kerr, I answered the only way I knew how, "I dont know. Im trying to figure it out myself." Bill and I had a great relationship because he was working side-by-side in the trenches with me before he was promoted to the top spot in our department. He always appreciated my hard work and insight, so my career started taking off a few months after he settled into his new corner office.
  • Kewpie beamed and said: "Hi, Gino. Can this guy play? He's tops. I worked with him at the Del Mar, in Tia Juana. Four years ago. He's really tops. This is Shean Connell."
  • Jian suspected much more than that, but he would keep most of those thoughts to himself for the time being. "Yes," he answered. Seeing Kaymin waver, the wizard gestured a chair over to his prince and watched him sink gratefully down upon it. "Now that Terek has been released, and has thus put us upon the path to begin repairing the damages Kauric has been inflicting, I think it only sensible to presume that the Father God will now work at stepping up His own plans and offenses." He paused. "The dream was likely a simple attempt to rattle you." And my, did it not succeed splendidly? he added to himself.
  • "Iskendarian did do work with the gods, however. You know about the Spell of Namelessness, for example, and since back then things were somewhat less structured than at present - less ossified, some might say - there was more give-and-take in general. When he dropped from sight it was fully in keeping with the way hed conducted himself all along - high-handed and unexpected.
  • Liza nodded. "Sure. Now lets get moving. Lot of work to do, not much time. You better fill that backpack. I need to figure out this microphone."
  • "Thats very well put!" he said, smiling widely. "And that particular analogy will serve especially well for my work with you now, because I would like to tell you a story. It is a grand story of war and courage, of anger and agony, of love and joy, of stunning victory and bitter, tragic defeat. And it all happened, and you shall experience it firsthand, as if you were really there, which, in a very significant way, you will be. Do you think you can handle that, Margarita?"
  • They have indeed stopped diggingto the disgust of the Irish captain. "By Chrish, la! Tish ill done! The work ish give over, the trompet sound the retreat!
  • Wish granting fairies somewhere were working overtime, because as Brandon turned off the engine, I saw a mob of people over by one of the smaller entrances to the school.
  • "Its not too late to fix whatever…," Jack says, dazed from the loss of blood and the pain. "We can work this out."
  • As she spoke she took from her bag a screwdriver and a wrench, and very soon the top of one of the cases was thrown open. The earth smelled musty and close, but we did not somehow seem to mind, for our attention was concentrated on the Professor. Taking from her box a piece of the Sacred Wafer she laid it reverently on the earth, and then shutting down the lid began to screw it home, we aiding her as she worked.
  • Prime Lending Rate (PLR) The rate of interest charged by banks on working CAPITAL and short term loans to their most credit-worthy borrowers. The prime rate serves as a benchmark for deciding on the interest rate to be charged to other borrowers. Accordingly, major banks and also FINANCIAL INSTITUTIONS in India periodically announce their PLRs depending on their cost of funds and competitive lending rates. From October 1997, the Reserve Bank of India has decided to permit banks to announce separate Prime Term Lending Rates on term loans of three years and beyond. More recently, banks have been given the freedom to have different PLRs for different maturities.
  • He would work until the library opened at one o'clock. He felt a burning frustration to get to the library in search of a book about snakes.
  • "Go about it," says Brutus, and the man leaves. Brutus urges Sicinius, "Put him into choler straight! He hath been used ever to conquer, and to have his words free of contradiction; being once chafed, he cannot be reined again to temperance! Then he speaks whats in his heartand there is that which works with us to break his neck!"
  • Soon Ralff came back to my side, his gun loaded and primed. We strained our eyes to keep track of the bear as it weaved among rocks and rises full three hundred yards off, but working its way in.
  • "It may be," the Hajji said, "that it was by your work that this man beheld her. For all that you showed him was the Stone, and it may be that Miss Burnett's work was in the Stone, and that he beheld her there. It was in its degree, redemption which you offered him, and if she was toiling also at redemption--the Way to the Stone is in the Stone."
  • 'Recently I found a company that had lots of information about all the alien encounters and about you. They offered me a job six months ago, and Torchwood pays for my new apartment too. Though, recently they make me work overtime a lot.
  • Mrs. Lamb replied sarcastically, "The truth will set you free. The Lord works in mysterious ways. No more discussionsyou have two minutes to sign the papers on the spots marked with the blue X. We have a notary and a judge witnessing this signing and he they will complete the process when you are done. If you dont want to sign the paper, I have been informed that you will be prosecuted in both Georgia and New York immediately."
  • "My aunts brought mother up; they were nearly twenty years older than she. I might say Hiram and they brought her up. You see, Hiram was bound out to my grandfather when he was a boy, and when grandfather died Hiram said he 's'posed he went with the farm, 'long o' the critters,' and he has been there ever since. He was my mother's only refuge from the decorum of my aunts. They are simply workers. They make me think of the Maine woman who wanted her epitaph to be, 'She was a hard working woman.'"
  • "What about your skanky secretary," the preacher asks, "Will she still work for you and put you in the way of Temptation?"
  • "Ok, you can stay, I wouldnt want to return home to her either. Just try to work out your hostilities and stop holding her against me." I gave a sigh. "However, since you are mated, you will be given leave every other day to return home. Its required."
  • The constitution is supposed to be the cornerstone of a new, democratic Egypt following Mubarak's three decades of autocratic rule. The assembly has been at work for six months. Mursi had extended its December 12 deadline by two months - extra time that Gheriyani said was not needed.
  • "I think I do. I felt that way an hour ago," I smirked again. "Must be tough working in a place thats open 24 hours."
  • "Things are improving," says David Jellison, 37, a systems administrator in Puyallup, Washington, whos planning a family vacation to California. "People I know who were out of work are getting jobs. Everything seems to be picking up."
  • "You can't go to a hotel," she announced. "It would be too dangerous. George and I have a town pad. It's not huge, but it's quiet and hardly anybody knows about it. In Rushmore Square. You can stay there tonight, until we work something out."
  • "Some still want to remain," Alexander said. "But it won't work out. The Dark Divisions are taking over. It's just not come to a head yet."
  • Recapping on some of the things I have said before. When we go through the quartz my theory is that we end up in a state somewhere between being an insect and a human. In this halfway state our molecular structure seems to be that of an abstract form of quartz. To me this is the reason why we have a translucent blue appearance. There are forces that are at work as with the quartz in the tunnel that make our fists glow blue when we clench them and apply pressure. Our clenched fists give off some form of radiation similar to the quartz in the tunnel that acts as a catalyst for transformation to another form. I think that when both fists are clenched and held near a living thing, time can neither go forward or back, the two fists cancel each other out. On this basis the time is now and transformation takes place to the human form’.
  • Strom was tempted to go get some big, strong men to carry the looking glass, but he knew he could not. No one else knew how much work went into repairing this relic, and he could not trust anyone else to handle it. Thinking back to the feeling of success he'd had when they finally produced a workable lens, he smiled. Though they never achieved a perfect pour, Strom was proud to have gotten close. The imperfections in the first lens were few, and there was a perfectly clear area in the center. The second lens was even better, for which Strom was thankful; there was barely enough material left to make even one more pour. Milo was insistent that they not resort to remelting glass, and Strom often wondered what it was he feared.
  • As Bolts explained it, theclear areaswere necessary to ensure the safety of the highway and to cut off V.C. supply lines from Cambodia. The plantations protected the V.C. from aerial surveillance and provided them with easy access to the countryside. There seemed to be a certain logic to what Bolts said and Stans did his best to see it from that point of view. But as the work continued, he became increasingly uneasy. Others were discontent also, but not for the same reasons. Their dissatisfactions were more personal; the mail was late, or the food was bad, or the work was tedious. They seemed to feel uninvolved in what they were doing. The work was not their design, plan or choosing and therefore, they felt no responsibility. If anyone was upset by the destruction they were taking part in, they kept it to themselves. Bolts had provided the official justification for the operation and no one challenged it, least they seem weak or unduly sentimental over a lot of trees.
  • For now, she plans to continue living with her aunt, where shes working to pass tenth grade again with the help of a tutor. "My parents and brother are all gone, what do you want me to do?" she asks.
  • That wasnt a bad idea. I flipped the pages. The text was fairly dense; Arundi apparently enjoyed watching himself write, but was less concerned with anyone elses ability to read. The first part of the book was theoretical rather than descriptive. Arundi presented a long discussion on the design tradeoffs in embedding magic in an implement. On the simplest level was the sheer infusion of power, or power feeding a simple onboard spell (such as an edge-maintainer or an active saw effect or even the odd flame-burst), but such power boosts were only good for a limited amount of activity. The first real trick came in when you added a recharger, I learned. Vampire-mode recharging, for example, worked by siphoning life-energy out of the weapons victim. This was powerful but not too versatile, and without surge cutouts you could suck up too much too fast and have a blowout. On the other hand, low-intensity modes could renew themselves in a whole host of ways. Even leaving the weapon out in the sun for awhile would sometimes do it.
  • 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.
  • The press conference took place at 11:00 a.m. because Tracey needed time to get ready in the morning. Tinsley press conferences were notoriously earlyusually at 7:00 a.m. before the actual work day. Blair and Tracey then went to lunch together to talk about old times and catch up on their lives.
  • "Matthew thinks that Levasseur took them to his compound on Mahi." Smiling Richard threw in an offhand remark. "Oh, and you might also be interested to know that Trask and his security red shirts are forming a raiding party down on the cargo deck right now. Butler plans to raid Levasseurs compound just as quick as he can work out the logistics."
  • Cammie, without any prompting, sprang back to life. She kicked one of the guys standing directly in front of her, putting the tip of her very pointy shoe squarely between his legs. The strategy seemed to work and she repeated it, driving her fist into the crotch of the guy behind her. Cammie broke free.
  • His mind was not in a normal state. A healthy man usually thinks of, feels, and remembers innumerable things simultaneously, but has the power and will to select one sequence of thoughts or events on which to fix his whole attention. A healthy man can tear himself away from the deepest reflections to say a civil word to someone who comes in and can then return again to his own thoughts. But Prince Andrew's mind was not in a normal state in that respect. All the powers of his mind were more active and clearer than ever, but they acted apart from his will. Most diverse thoughts and images occupied him simultaneously. At times his brain suddenly began to work with a vigor, clearness, and depth it had never reached when he was in health, but suddenly in the midst of its work it would turn to some unexpected idea and he had not the strength to turn it back again.
  • "Of course. You made it through the cave. You are one of us. We always keep one hut empty to house the next adventurer to make the trek. We hadn't anticipated three at once. work on the other huts will begin first thing tomorrow," he said.
  • "Sir," François bravely interrupted, "what my study partner means is that if the monk, the flabby kind, does not work the land, the farmer will not guard the land. As doctor he does not teach or preach to the people, so the warrior does not heal the sick. Do you understand?" Hache didnt understand a word of it.
  • He smiled down at her tired face. The girls had worked so hard these last couple of weeks. Cat had been asleep before noticing the party atmosphere that continued into the evening. They always excused themselves after dessert, so the girls had no idea what went on in the evenings.
  • "There was one Jacob. His name was Mike. He told us he worked with the police and had special training. He was huge! Could barely fit through the door and ate like a horse. Anyway, one night after ritual he came back and said he saw something. A way out, he said. He tried to tell us about it but no one wanted to listen. We thought he was going to end up like the others, beaten and humiliated. Or that he would get us all in trouble. So we stopped listening. And eventually he stopped talking.
  • "No really, theres been some problems at work and my office is under investigation," he said not being exactly truthful. "I may have to go to New York, at the least Ill be reassigned," he said his eyes blinking.
  • 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."
  • Jobless benefits for the roughly 2.1 million Americans who have been out of work for more than six months will expire at the end of December. The Congressional Budget Office (CBO) estimates that an extension of these benefits would cost the government nearly $30 billion.
  • Noah went on to tell how Aaron was in fact Ginas boyfriend, and had been kidnapped to manipulate Gina, who worked in a genetics lab at Washington University. Dominic had apparently been stalking Gina for a long period of time, waiting for the perfect moment to abduct her. She had been perfect, a beautiful and vulnerable young woman, who also happened to be Feathered, with a new boyfriend to use as a hostage.
  • When Princess Mary returned from her father, the little princess sat working and looked up with that curious expression of inner, happy calm peculiar to pregnant women. It was evident that her eyes did not see Princess Mary but were looking within... into herself... at something joyful and mysterious taking place within her.
  • Mr. Shale said, "Oh, I don't mind some funning, Mrs. Nix. There are many ways to spend money on the Lord, if you seek them out. There's always someone doing His work who could use a little help."
  • Set against these are a small number of larger works, which seem more ponderous.
  • "Andrew, Aiden, and I were working with the newly trained Guardians, explaining what their assignments were," Ehno conveyed. "Zola had informed us only days before that there would be a fire in Istanbul that would destroy ten thousand homes. We wanted Guardians there to help save as many human lives as possible."
  • I had developed a new technique for transporting Jacob, which worked easily for me, and was comfortable for him. It involved Jacob holding onto my shoulders and lifting his legs. We could move fast this way, which he enjoyed. He never said anything but I think he missed running by himself through the forest. However, being carried like this was a good alternative.
  • Ben S. Bernanke, chairman of the U.S. Federal Reserve, 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. Photographer: Joshua Roberts/Bloomberg
  • The next day, she stuck close to the group even though she knew she should not. Perhaps curiosity was to blame. Perhaps part of her wanted the option to escape with them when they made their move, even though she still planned to stay. Or perhaps her fondness for the boys she had worked alongside for so many years drove her to foolishly watch over them. Nonetheless, she stayed with them while they carried rocks up and down the motte, whispering discreetly to each other whenever they could, watching all the guards and waiting for their chance to escape.
  • They worked the dirt out of the soiled clothes, washing and rinsing, wringing and hanging. Finally, the last and dirtiest of the loads was soaking. These were the mens and the older boys work pants. All real dirty, especially on the knees, thighs and seats.
  • 'Don't thank me, Sir, either of you, but remember the lesson you've got,' said the doctor, tartly, and away he plunged into a sharp trot, with a cling-clang and a cloud of dust. And Puddock followed that ungracious leech, with a stare of gratitude and admiration, almost with a benediction. And his anxiety relieved, he and his principal prepared forthwith to provide real work for the surgeons.
  • In October, I caught up with the British Antarctic Survey's Chris Hill, Program Manager of the Lake Ellsworth drilling program, and David Pearce, a BAS microbiologist working on the search for life in the samples BAS retrieves. Speaking in separate interviews, they told me about the pitfalls of working in Antarctica's harsh environment, the space-grade technology and hot-water drills they're using, and the lengths theyre going to ensure they dont contaminate the lake. Publishable results might come by early 2014.
  • "What did you two find at Larocka's house?" she asked. Better to spend this time working on a problem she could control.
  • Self Adjusting Balls Up. The problem will work itself out (thanks F Lawton). The acronym reminds us that many crisis situations become less of a crisis given time and tolerance.
  • God knows what theyve done to the underwater movie set,’ moaned Derek. ‘How could this have happened? ‘We have all the necessary approval to work here.’
  • "We are having a clandestine affair which I intend to continue on the day of his mother's death," I said caustically and then sighed. "No, Avera said he wishes to see me. I think I am in trouble," I added guiltily and then noted his dapper green suit. "Really, have you no decency? Change into something more suitable. We still have a great deal of work ahead and you looking like you're about to go picnicking won't help."
  • "My friend. He was very good to me. Dimas worked on the caravans too but not at the same job as me. He was too old to do much lifting and carrying, but he knew numbers and words, and owners liked him to keep books about how much money they had and what inventory they bought and sold. You know, things like that."
  • "Sit." This was more of an order than a suggestion, and so I had no choice but to follow it. You can argue all you want with a three-eyed person, but never make him madthe third eye can work to his advantage when hes mad. Believe me, I know from prior experience.
  • When Maeve got home she heated up some leftover soup and drank her last cold beer. Ever since her roommate Izzy had moved out to work on a farm north of Rupert, the apartment was really quiet. She missed Izzys laugh and unconditional jovial nature. Izzy always had a way of spinning situations to look at the positive side of things.
  • Carlisles last day at work would be Friday, and everyone but Alice and Jasper was intending to leave Friday night. Alice wanted another day of packing, and was currently planning to leave on Saturday or Sunday. Jacob and I were booked on a flight to Rio leaving Friday morning. It was exactly what we needed.
  • Faster than I would've believed possible, we were all in our dresses, and waiting in the living room for the boys to make their appearance. Jasmin and Rachel had worked what I was pretty sure was actual magic. Even Jessica was nothing less than stunning, and I didn't look as bad as normal.
  • Omari hadnt had very good experiences with counselors as a child. They were given "therapy" sessions at the research facility where shed spent a good portion of her childhood. They hadnt been so concerned about her mental health as much as they were interested in conducting psychological experiments. She worked hard to suppress those memories, but lately they had been oozing to the surface like toxic waste in Love Canal. Nothing like nuclear sludge to ruin a perfectly nice swimming pool, or a childhood of guinea pig torture to ruin a psyche.
  • More of the castle had been turned into stone than the last time hed seen it. Wooden palisades still covered a few sections, but rocks and mortar formed most of the curtain wall spreading out from the gatehouse. A tall stone keep sprouted out from the back of the motte and bailey formation, and though a few men still worked on the top level, the tower looked nearly complete. Sigurd knew that Lord Richard FitzScrob had faced plenty of setbacks since his arrival in Engla-lond, whether from his own tenants, Welsh raids, or that rambunctious Outlaw a few years ago. But if any foes decided to go against Lord Richard now, they would have a very hard time of it.
  • I have examined the map and find that the river most suitable for the Slovaks to have ascended is either the Pruth or the Sereth. I read in the typescript that in my trance I heard cows low and water swirling level with my ears and the creaking of wood. The Countess in her box, then, was on a river in an open boat, propelled probably either by oars or poles, for the banks are near and it is working against stream. There would be no such if floating down stream.
  • A tall, slender man uses his shirttail to remove blood from Grandpas nose and lips. "My name is Isaac," the tall man says. "You have been unconscious for almost twenty-four hours. We are headed for a work Camp and then a Death Camp if you are Jewish. Are you Jewish?"
  • I couldnt see who had been called upon, but I recognized the voice immediately. And it was angry. "Doug Terenti, formerly of Charles University, now of Gates University! I have a question about another part of the bookthe acknowledgements! I wonder why I dont see my name there, since I worked long and hard on this book as Professor Briggss research assistant last fall.
  • But Abbasi-Davani did not say whether Iran would increase the work that most worries the West, the higher-grade enrichment of uranium to 20 percent purity.
  • "I cantII dont wantIlove you." Tears distorted my view of her face, as if I were peering through a wavy lens. They made it seem as if the world was melting before me. I wanted her to take it all back, to change her mind, to reach out and hold me, comfort me, tell me everything would work out all right. But she did none of those things. She just stood there and glared, arms folded. She could have passed for a bronze statue.
  • Max had worked a finger into his tight collar and was hauling away at it, trying to force the unyielding material to stretch, no doubt. "Or is it the collar-button you hope to pop?" Shaa asked.
  • She smiled brightly. "Im sure it helps that Im not a human. And dont forget Im an empath. It works on animals too."
  • "Haha," exlaimed Stan. "Of course, and they pay the best. It's a peculiarity of the way the Company works that the jobs where you don't have to get your hands dirty are the best paid. Well, you don't get your hands dirty with dirt you can physically see, that is, but mark my words the invisible dirt is there. People with certain eyes can see it, and maybe even hate you for it." Stan lowered his voice. "That said, there are certain women who love that kind of dirt. I'm telling you now, you want to impress a chick, sir, all you've got to do is show them the dirtmoney, that isand they'll love you. Real love, as well."
  • Samuel, Frederick and Theodore Auerbach ran a tent store in California during the gold rush years. In 1859, they came to Utah with their wagonload full of goods. Theodore went on to New York, while Sam and Fred stayed behind, opening "the peoples store." It grew and they moved from Main Street down to 300 South (Broadway) and State. There was an economic war going on between the gentiles and the Mormons, each group charging their own kind less than they charged the others. When ZCMI opened, many merchants couldnt compete and left the area. By the end of the 1800s, there were 91 Jewish businesses in Salt Lake, even though only 200 Jews lived in the whole state. By 1910, an influx of Russian Jews greatly increased those numbers. These newcomers worked as peddlers, storekeepers and miners. Jewish stores had names like Maxs Clothing Store, Tannenbaums Army and Navy Store, Ross Department Store, Wolfes Sporting Goods, Axelrads Furniture and Shapiro Luggage. They also ranged cattle and had a slaughterhouse in the northern section of the city.
  • "No-no, I meanShe works a lot. Billie said that she gets overtime almost every week. Usually, like, fifty hours. Or more. She said after overtime--thats what does it--she makes more than new managers."
  • "Thank you, ma'm. I worked for one woman once, she fired me for takin' things from her trash. She said she didn't want to see none o' her things bein' used by niggers. That's why I ask."
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