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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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  • "Im working on it. Theres a New Age saying that a person is doing the best they can with what theyve got. Mostly I think thats BS. You could use that to excuse Hitler if you wanted tohe was just doing the best he could with what he had. I dont believe it. I mean, I cant believe that the people we trust the most with our healthour government, the FDA, the drug companies, and especially our doctorscouldnt do better than this for the last thirty years."
  • "There. I bestow upon you the white robe of the healer. You know all that you need to undo the work of all but the most monstrous of plights. This locket will aid your focus. You hold the distinction of being the only student I have ever had to reach this level in less than five months--you've done it in three. Congratulations, you've set the bar quite high," he said.
  • Mademoiselle Bourienne walked up and down the conservatory for a long time that evening, vainly expecting someone, now smiling at someone, now working herself up to tears with the imaginary words of her pauvre mere rebuking her for her fall.
  • Well, thats what weve got to decide. Jills the obvious choice, but then who takes the kids to school? Ken has to be at work at eight.’
  • As for the docking project, it was left in the hands of the sailors, under Galanishavs direction. They had begun dredging a channel below the tide line on the second day, and it was nearly finished. Some future part of the plan included use of the ballast stones on the flattened seafloor, but Sanych hadnt been let in on the details and could only guess at their purpose. However they were used, the Kazhak was going to be brought up onto the shore for proper repairs. Some of the sailors and passengers, including Geret, had taken the ships axes into the jungle and had felled trees to use in the repairs; quite a large stack of felled hardwoods rested in a clearing near the jungles edge. The heat of summer was intense here in the tropics, and the middle of the day was nearly unbearable. Everyone left their work and took to the shade for several hours during that time.
  • "Thats not the way Grab-n-Go does it. This store is kind of our management trainee store. Jolene and Marta work here. They are both assistant managers. There is no actual manager. The assistant managers get a feel for running the store on their own.
  • "Yes," she answered, pushed her husband to standing and rifled through a bag underneath their seat, brought out plastic cups and small tin plates printed in bright orange with white spots. She started slicing the cheese with a large knife. "My husband now works in Moscow."
  • Chance was working upslope, picking among some blueberry bushes, collecting berries into a basket, eating every third. His pants were soaked from the wet undergrowth that filtered the clouds trying to get over the mountain. Chance was cold, but the fruit was such a welcome addition to his diet that he ignored the discomfort. He plucked methodically, intent on his task.
  • Billy had been aging three logs of cherry wood with the intention of turning them into the sculptures that would have made Fodor proud when a stroke struck down the old Hungarian at a cocktail party in East Hampton as the summer of 2004 was coming to an end. He returned from Fodor's funeral to begin the figure of Patsy with her flowing hair, high cheekbones, and solid haunches as he envisioned her on her last day as his wife at the moment she told him she was divorcing him. In the sculpture, Patsy had a distant expression in her eyes as though she were looking past him. He named the work 'Distance.'
  • The cable he worked on ran close by Skull Island. Foreigners now own Skull Island and are prepared to use force to keep people away from it. Otherwise, whats the big deal out there? Its an island in the middle of no-where. 360 degree view of the Coral Sea. It appears there are just men living there. Ive never seen a woman on that boat of theirs. And why the airstrip and light planes?’
  • "It always hurts, losing good men," he said quietly. "But they died in service to the crown, and thats a good way to go in my book. Look, I have to get back out there and provide some leadership, since Im the highest ranking member of the military in the region now. But I just wanted you to know, youve got a place in the Rangers, should you want to work with us again."
  • The searing pain Hartwell initially felt was replaced by the euphoria of seeing his wife and son waiting for him in the distance. Lowery quickly drained Hartwells blood and then opened the vein on his right wrist to keep Hartwell from dying, "No, not just yet. You have some work to do before you see them."
  • Kevin had undergone his own particular therapy: pub, take-away, papers, lie-in, pub. It had worked at the time, had managed temporarily to banish his anxieties, and he had sincerely enjoyed himself and the company of his friends. But now, alone, surrounded by this hushed weariness, this Sunday night limbo, he knew he needed something else, something more personal, something he could say was truly his.
  • His tentmate was hardly there. Either he was gambling or working in the kitchen to pay off his losses. Outside a frigid wind from the west buffeted the canvas sides of the tent. The stove was chock full of blazing wood until the top glowed red, trying to keep the interior warm. On some nights Chance had to wear all his clothes and covers, glad for the warmth of a buffalo robe he bought off an Indian. Yet, the cold did not bother Chance as much as the inactivity. Lying in bed, staring at the canvas roof lashed by the wind, he was reminded of Hellmira, just waiting out the slow passage of time.
  • Mama waved aside his objections. "If James satisfactorily completed all the work assigned to him, then I think he should have a grade that reflects that, don't you?" She took a sip of her coffee.
  • There was the sound of sirens, and in a few minutes there were fire engines, fire hoses, and firemen everywhere, rushing to and fro. Blake tried to get out of the way and was separated from Weldon and the others, then he saw Weldon's van taking off. They were leaving without him? Somehow, he was not surprised. Free Love was surrounded by a group of firemen, grinning broadly, who seemed to want to give her assistance, as the house burned down behind them. Chief Able and the fake Vietnam vet were also there, pointing at a mysterious moving light in the night sky. Blake looked at the moon and wondered why he wasn't back there as General Atlantis, visiting the original Pentagon levitated to the lunar surface by the hippie war protesters, he wanted to be but things didn't seem to work that way and instead he felt himself falling again, spinning round and round in darkness, blackness, as if he was being sucked down a drain, until there was nothing left.
  • Campbells not sure that was very clear to anyone, much less the jury. "Our last witness, Dr. Fowler, talked about antibodies trying to save the body time and effort by seeing if they will work against a new foreign invaderseeing if they have a close enough key to unlock the threat."
  • I am of course not underestimating the humane, friendly and sympathetic aspects of Birand. Yet it is his robust dedication to proper journalism in the Western sense of the term that made him a rare quality. He worked several years in Brussels as a correspondent and, compared to many of his peers who also spent years in the West, his work is a witness to the fact that he digested good journalistic values.
  • I'd felt power rolling off him in waves, power I'd only felt from Holgren when he was actively working magic. I felt another sensation gnawing at my gut as I slunk away that afternoon: Fear.
  • "For one thing, magic works better there. Even though youre a fake wizard, Pinkie, dont try any of your tricks. They might actually work and Im sure youll screw something up."
  • Tomas was tightly wound: fangs fully extended, eyes glazed over black, and nostrils flared. So large and dark were his eyes they made his skin paler, absorbing the moonlight to radiate outwards. It was peculiar to see an immortal react with such fear. If you didn't have a stake around, the only other thing that could kill a vampire was fire. Or decapitation, but that worked on pretty much every being.
  • From above, the circle was well lit.Seven lanterns swung on poles around the perimeter of the timepiece, giving their cheery yellow light.Range thought he could see something moving about in the shadows, something evil peering at him with eyes that hate.He shivered once and shook it off.Why was he so scared? Something else was at work here. Logic said he should not feel that scared, but he did.
  • A 2008 paper on "the Liberation of French growth" by Jacques Attali, ex-adviser to Socialist President Francois Mitterand, calculated that while the French lived 20 years longer than they did in 1936, they worked 15 years less over their lifespan - a shortfall he labeled "35 years of extra inactivity".
  • One of the paramedics working inside the officepresumably treating the shootercame out and motioned to his crew. Josie went to sit next to Scott, while the other paramedics wheeled a stretcher into the office.
  • Calista would have chosen to clean the whole house or do a harvest-time baking rather than write one letter, so she asked most of the guests verbally and put off the others as long as she could. Conrad had taken Hannah to Bernville to have a new silk dress fitted and buy colored sugar for the wedding-cakes when she began the invitations. By three o'clock they were finished, and she counted them and laid them beside the inkstand. Then she washed her hands, spread a sheet on the floor, and got out a pile of soft white stuff, all puffs and lace and ruffles--the work of weeks.
  • "No." James realized Kyle left gaps in his life. Kyle did come to work sullen and distant. He and James went out drinking, pick up girls and Kyle would make a point of going to the girl's place and leave a smokescreen for both Sue and his cull. Recently those habits changed. Sometimes he would do the girls he found at their home and sometimes at his. James now recalled voicing concern over Kyle taking one home and Kyle said, "Don't worry. Sue's staying up island with some fiend of hers." Kyle more than once cut deals with clients to save them paying the G.S.T., providing they paid in cash. James always assumed that he doled out fair shares of this cash. Now James questioned the division. This train of thought took James back to his childhood, to the kid he thumped for cheating him, to his declaration to never again be made a pawn. He felt rage. Worse still, a person that he always saw as inferior and untrustworthy was now his ally.
  • "This is some minxs token!—and I must take out the work?" She thrusts the kerchief at him. "There!—give it to your hobby-horse! Wheresoever you had it, Ill take out no work ont!"
  • "Everythings fine. Back from a business trip to the States and Canada, all jetlagged. You know. Can you believe the bastards actually expect me at the office today?" This might work. Piss and moan about the office until he gets bored and lets him go. "I mean, you work your guts out, fly halfway around the world and do it some more, get strapped into a torture seatyou think Virgin springs for business-class tickets for its employees? Hell no!—for six hours, then they want you at the goddamned office."
  • She welcomed the distraction when she heard the door creak open, and glanced up to see who was coming in late. She felt her heart flutter when she saw it was Dax Dayton. He strolled in and handed a note to Ms. Flora, who barely glanced at it before waving him to take a seat. Aradia returned to her work knowing that he would probably sit at the front as he usually did. However, Dax walked right past the first row of seats, and slowly edged up to the empty spot at Aradia's table.
  • Art believed that Audie was being sincere in her amazement at his niche in the working world, and not sneering at all. Still, he had to keep himself from saying something snide about the lack of tangible good resulting from keeping MPs up to date on the poleconomy of semiconductor production in PacRim sweatshops.
  • "If you should do so," the lady continues, "that fault would notscape censure, nor the redresses sleep which, in tendering a wholesome weal that else were shame, might in their working do you offencewhich necessity will then call discreet proceeding!"
  • "Of course I am!" the elf stormed. "We have found a breach in the mountain! It reaffirms why the magic is free, but it does not explain why. What if it is the work of a mountain shag? What if the sphere is now in its hands?! That is what I am afraid of! Do you see any signs up there which can tell you what caused the breach or don't you?"
  • Rules were arbitrarily enforced without regard to logic or a sense of fair play and he was expected to comply without question. The energy that he had once so eagerly devoted to being a good soldier left him with the sweat that poured from his body in the tropical heat. The air was cooler in the evening but the breeze did not stir the air in the pit. Each bag took three shovels full of dirt to fill. At first he tried to count each bag as he tied it off, but he soon gave it up. Purposely he worked as slow as he could, moving only fast enough so as not to stop entirely. A Sergeant watched him closely from the top of the pit, but said nothing.
  • But this? This was beyond question. These words removed all doubt for her. Someone else was at work within her machine. It was capable of writing new words there. It had even been capable of changing her words. Now she wondered just how many other things he, or she, or it might be able to do, there within her machine. She reminded herself to make backups.
  • "Thats right," said Favored, directing a sharp stare at Karlini. "I do. Ive never met your wife and Im sure I dont have anything against her, personally, at least no more than just because shes one of you big oafs, but thats beside the main point. The point is this stuff shes working on. If it gets out of control, theres no telling what could happen, and even if it doesnt get out of control it may be more power than anybody knows how to wrestle."
  • The Magurs face wrinkled into a smile as she stood motionless, calmly awaiting him, and immediately Paul could feel her enigmatic magic working on him, melting his resolve, bending him to her will. Hed have to tell her of his decision before he faltered.
  • 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.
  • As each block was made ready to be lowered into place, mortar would be added by a quick-witted and quick-limbed lad. The mortar itself was made from locally-fired quicklime from lime kilns along the coast, combined with fine sand and water. In earlier times, Jean-Luc had made several visits to a working lime kiln. The kiln was loaded with chalk quarried nearby, and heated to the high temperatures required using coal imported from Newcastle by ship to Seahouses, which was the closest deepwater seaport.
  • "I am afraid not. But he has managed to worm his way into our society and gain considerable authority. Before I could move against him I would have to have absolute proof of wrongdoing, and even then I would be suspected of working for Spain. No, in order to help Senora Caballo, we must be circumspect."
  • Theres no doubt the jury is getting his point, even though some of them are too young to remember that tragic conflict. He makes a good presentation, Sarah thinks. She also knows he has the attention of the millions of people around the country watching the trial on TV, for Judge Watts could not have kept this trial off the tube even if she wanted to. From New York to San Francisco, from Miami to Maine, estimates were that as many people in the U.S. were watching the opening day of this trial as watched the Super Bowl last year, despite the fact that it was being aired live during mid-day work hours, East Coast time. Pre-trial hype had done its job, but Messick seems to be unperturbed by it all.
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  • Captain Luff removed his pipe from the corner of his mouth, extracted a pointed implement from beneath his slicker, and set to work scraping at the pipes inner recesses. "Why do you ask, Dr. Shaa? Do you have a criticism to lodge?"
  • Blackheart nodded. "I understand. I have been working on a plan that would leave a royal detachment in each Vassal without straining Prince Philip's coffers."
  • "Immunotherapy continues to show promise for treating food allergies," said lead author David Fleischer, MD, associate professor of pediatrics at National Jewish Health. "But it is not yet ready for widespread use; there is a fine line between safely desensitizing patients and causing serious allergic reactions. We are still working to discover where that line is and how to select patients who would most likely benefit."
  • "Within these three hours, Tullus, alone I fought within your Corioli wall!" boasts Martius, drawing his own knife, "and made what work I pleased!—’tis not my blood wherein thou seest me masked! For thy revenge, wrench up thy power to the highest!"
  • Big players hit big shots and this night would be no exception. After a West Valley time-out, the Rockets worked the ball around for 20 seconds before Pete got the ball deep in the right corner. Helmsdale was in a 1-3-1 defense and Pete found a seam long enough to pull the trigger. Curiously, it was the first time all game that Ross Parker hadn't paid him special attention. As the ball nestled into the net, Parker signaled for a time out and decided that he would put away any, and all, gimmick defenses until Pete left the gym. Thirty-five points for Pete, and West Valley had regained the lead, 55-54.
  • "Your mother was the most beautiful woman alive, graceful and sweet. You look a bit like her around the mouth. She had an awful temper, though, whenever she got riled. It wasn't often, but…" He smiled at some ancient memory, then focused on Logan. "As for me, I live in Casatar now and work as a bank auditor. Boring job, but it pays the bills."
  • We reach the park and I'm still alive. Mickey slides the bike to a halt spraying dirt and pebbles everywhere and pissing people off. I try to get off but nothing's working and my knees give way. I sit in the dirt for a bit, working up the energy to move.
  • "Hello," the emperor said brightly. "What are you doing here?" Before Amaranthe could answer, he burbled on. "Are you on duty? Will you be working at the Barracks?"
  • 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.
  • Still flat on his back Brad pulled on Big Ben's rawhide thong and behind the scratched and scarred plastic face read 10:02. For almost an hour he had been working his way up through the ledges trying to find the bobcat and its den.
  • These efforts are commendable, but theyre not the only paths toward change. Just as governments cant do it alone, we cant be dependent only on support from multinational corporations to improve the food system. Advancements in food security cant be dependent on "either-or" approaches that focus solely on government-led projects or private investment. Investments, large and small, from a variety of stakeholders are needed to make agricultural development economically and environmentally sustainable. Governmentsespecially in African nationsneed to strengthen small and medium-scale agriculture in their own countries. Businesses, governments, NGOs (nongovernmental organizations), and producers need to find ways to work together to make agriculture more resilient and sustainable.
  • 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."
  • Ivan cut in. "Destroying this armada will cause all true Russians to rally to our flag. Especially those working for the Mongolian Air Force."
  • "The question now is, will the Russian government join those of us in the international community who are working with the opposition to try to have a smooth democratic transition?" U.S. spokeswoman Victoria Nuland added in Washington.
  • His phone went off. The ring toneSinatrasLove is Just Around the Corner.’ He engaged in a brisk and argumentative exchange in French. "Excuse me," he said. "I have an issue to work out with one of my other patients. Arthur, are you fine sitting here with this young man?"
  • After the success of The Spectator, more political periodicals of comment appeared, including the vaguely Tory The Guardian and The Observer (note that none of these periodicals continued to the present day without interruption). The Gentleman's Magazine and Gentleman's Quarterly both began soon after. Some of these journals featured news more than commentary, and others featured reviews of recent works of literature. Many periodicals came from the area of the Inns of Court, which had been associated with a bohemian lifestyle since the 1670s. Samuel Johnson's later The Rambler and The Idler would self-consciously recreate the pose of Mr. Spectator to give a platform for musings and philosophy, as well as literary criticism.
  • "Just keep in mind that the only thing riding on this game is team pride. If you play your best game, everything else should work out."
  • "Yes, yes. Captain Harris has already told us all that." Nadhir held up his hand. "What he did not tell us is who you work for."
  • He was momentarily stunned. It was a picture of him and Clarice and Blondie on the beach. Clarice was just a little thingwearing a blue bathing suit with neon green polka dots and ruffles. She had stopped working on her sand castle to smile up at the camera. Scott was sitting beside herhis eyes hidden behind a pair of dark sunglassessmiling happily, his arm draped around an equally happy-looking Blondie.
  • Kasman, 56, learned the practical side of economic forecasting when he worked as a research analyst at the Israeli Finance Ministry after getting an economics degree from the State University of New York at Binghamton. He earned a Ph.D. in economics from Columbia University, then logged seven years at the Federal Reserve Bank of New York and one year at Morgan Stanley. Hes been at JPMorgan for 18 years.
  • "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.
  • "But mom, we just hit a milestone. I got right to the heart of this Bible study. Jesus summed up all the old books and the prophets, its Matthew 7:12. He did most of the work for me, so Katie and I were just about to celebrate when you walked in."
  • All this ripeness of prosperity is not a matter of quick growth of a recent date; neither is its wealth inherited and held by a few lucky families. It was fairly earned in the heyday of New England commercial activity that obtained some twenty-five or thirty years ago, at which time it was the boast of East Haven people that East Haven sailing-vessels covered the seas from India to India. Now that busy harvest-time is passed and gone, and East Haven rests with opulent ease, subsisting upon the well-earned fruits of good work well done.
  • "Well, look, Major, I don't know nothin' about this time stuff what never once entered my mind until you talked me into this deal. The whole adventure idea sounded good to me, fixed the way I was at work and all. But I'm takin' this on credit, so to speak, and I don't know if what we seen is magic or science or hallucinatin' or what. So anyways, I'll stick with you because I think you're a straight guy who never yet steered me wrong and always treated me OK."
  • Zacher said working relationships with Congress were ingredients of all seven second-term presidencies he classified as successful: Clinton, Ronald Reagan, Dwight Eisenhower, Theodore Roosevelt, Andrew Jackson, James Madison and George Washington.
  • "Seek work outside of these walls. You dont belong here. If you did, you would have put more effort towards staying, and you would never have cavorted with the family. I am sorry. I cant help you now. It would be best for all concerned if you left before nightfall."
  • Except for Harvey. I had to use the Voice with Harvey. He's the cutest little dog in the world and I love him. But he's also probably the dumbest dog in the world. I tried to housebreak him for over a year. I did everything the books said to do. I even tried doggie diapers at one point. That's love. When I got down to my last straw and was actually searching the internet for Cairn Rescue places to turn him in, I broke down in frustration and used the Voice. To my surprise, it worked. As long as I made him go outside to pee on a regular basis, we had no more accidents in the house. Since then I've tried it on other animals and it also works pretty well on them. Well, most animals. Otis is oblivious. That could be why I love him so much.
  • While the girl behind the till worked up a sweat trying to check out all the groceries as fast as she could in order to shorten the cue, the old ladies chatted away.
  • David says, "But, in the meantime, I think it's time we took the war to Jack's door. Todd and I have worked up a few tricks of our own," says David. "We'll call you tomorrow when we're ready to strike."
  • It was eleven oclock in the morning, the time the theatre spectacle in honor of the wedding of Duke de Joyeux and Elise de Vaudemont was to start. Wearing his simple knickerbockers, Michel walked into the gigantic ballroom and paraded through the extremely dolled up guests, some of whom he had already met in the palaces. All the ladies looked like works of art: very wide dresses with extravagant head dresses. The gentlemen too, were wearing fabulous hats or expensive wigs, and both sexes moved through the room with exaggerated formal movements. Someone pressed a program into Michels hand.
  • Hawksworth looked about the village. It seemed to be ruled by cattle. They roamed freely, arrogantly, secure in the centuries-old instinct that they were sacred and inviolable. Naked children had begun to swarm after the carts, and a few young women paused to cast discreet glances at the handsome Rajput horsemen. But the main work pressed monotonously forward. It was a place untouched by the world beyond its horizons.
  • Finals week this semester was less frenetic than I had ever experienced either here or at Barstow. I had already finished my work for Asquith earlier in the semester. I didnt have to see Briggs at all since he had given us a take-home final. All I had to do was put what Id written in his departmental mail box. ("Dont worry about the grade," said Angie. "Since he thinks hes defeated you, hell want to appear generous in victory.")
  • And so she did. When the dragon landed, she preened her wings for a time just like a bird would. When she decided she had ignored him long enough, she turned and glared at George. Clearly she was testing the limits of his control, but dumb as it seemed, the magic spell from his salty-tail trick still worked.
  • "He says he is. Hes got three sons working and he says they can now afford a few of lifes little pleasures. He thought Jennie would really enjoy it."
  • Before she leaves she agrees to allow us to extend two of the perennial beds about four feet each, and to add in a rectangular one, eight feet by two feet, up against the driveway. Thats it. Thats all we have to work with.
  • "Manny works for us here," Ran said, with his hand indicating the way we would go to wherever we were going. "She has to be away on some trips for us too. And she also runs marathons."
  • "He took Speaker Boehners offer and broke that olive branch in half, threw it back at him," said Representative Pete Sessions, the Texas Republican who is chairman of the House Rules Committee. Rank-and-file members of his party see Obamas ability to "work effectively or even desire to work with us" as "non-existent," he said.
  • "Instead of paying a director a full salary, theyre using him to temporarily fill the job," Craig Allenby said. "Theyre able to fill the job for less and draw on his experience to work through some of the big problems they have there."
  • "Should you find any hay untouched, bring it, rather than work around here. Otherwise we must spend time to find mule-feed, for there is sparse forage in the woods."
  • "I do not understand it. I would not have believed that such things could happen on our farm. It must be due to some fault in ourselves. The solution, as I see it, is to work harder. From now onwards I shall get up a full hour earlier in the mornings."
  • "Come on." Dad walks out without another glance at you. If you're going to mow the lawn now that the day is cooling down, you ought to put on a work shirt or your jean jacket, but you won't give him a reason to come back for you.
  • "I had a hunch, a feeling, an intuition. I'm sure he's like this because there's nothing to believe in. What is there if you don't believe in God or some reality beyond this one? Money? Sex? What are we living for, then, just to work all our lives and have kids? There's got to be something more."
  • He would end his remarks, he said, by emphasising once again the friendly feelings that subsisted, and ought to subsist, between Animal Farm and its neighbours. Between pigs and human beings there was not, and there need not be, any clash of interests whatever. Their struggles and their difficulties were one. Was not the labour problem the same everywhere? Here it became apparent that Mr. Pilkington was about to spring some carefully prepared witticism on the company, but for a moment he was too overcome by amusement to be able to utter it. After much choking, during which his various chins turned purple, he managed to get it out: "If you have your lower animals to contend with," he said, "we have our lower classes!" This bon mot set the table in a roar; and Mr. Pilkington once again congratulated the pigs on the low rations, the long working hours, and the general absence of pampering which he had observed on Animal Farm.
  • Twenty seconds later, when both of them had consumed their mid-afternoon snacks, Steve transitioned back into his unrelenting work persona. Li cleaned up the small mess and returned the cookies to their rightful place in the cabinet. She then opened the door and Steve barked, "Send those loss numbers to Barrett now! Hes been waiting for them all day!"
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  • She said nothing, but simply watched. His fingers were thick, not bulky. They worked dexterously on the oddly shaped pieces of metal.
  • Off to the east, drums and trumpets can be heard, signaling battle. "Hark you!" calls the senator, "There is Aufidius! Listen to what work he makes amongst your cloven army!"
  • He stood, and slowly began walking, wandering aimlessly, working his solitary way back from where he had come the long night before. Within a short time he found himself in front of the Nashville Hillshire hotel. He slowed and stood silently peering past broken glass into the lobby. He could see her in his mind, her hand out, smiling that smile, reaching out to Donahue. 'I had to meet you,' her voice echoed in his mind. 'I've been following your work very closely.' Donahuethe great and powerful Doctor James DonahueNobel laureate Doctor James Donahue melted in her presence like flaming marshmallows. He swallowed the throbbing pain in his throat and turned away.
  • The agent continued, not noticing my mind working a million miles an hour. "Id like to request you join us at our P.I. Laboratory to continue your research on this project."
  • In contrast with the dread felt by the infantrymen placed in support, here in the battery where a small number of men busy at their work were separated from the rest by a trench, everyone experienced a common and as it were family feeling of animation.
  • A baby, she could make a baby with Dan, but then what? Who would care for the kids Summer already had? She had three children, really didnt need a fourth, not even with a kind, honorable gentleman like Dan Bailey. She had to rearrange early morning childcare, or maybe just change her own schedule. She had worked seven to three for the last ten years, so engrained. The kids thrived on the routine. In summer, they were looked after by Jess Stanton, Abbys mother, sometimes by a relative. Spring taught at the elementary school, so she often took a few weeks, but Summer didnt rely on her, wouldnt impose. Autumns nursing schedule was four days on, four days off, but Milt picked up the slack, running an eBay business out of their home. He sold whatever he got his hands on, nearly all of it legitimate, a few scattered items Summer thought a bit hot. But hed never been busted, had a great feedback rating, and made enough that their house was paid off; would he sell it before they left?
  • 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.
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  • Thurston was muttering into his stubble. "Sumbitches done me once too often." He looked behind him, worked the levers, and the purposely shaky camera backed away. "Show ever guddam one a them." Forward again to a bumpy stop. He yanked a lever viciously, then pretended to watch the off-screen scoop lifting. Thursty cackled maniacally.
  • By the end of day one Wikkid had recognized their attackers. A mercenary group employed by Argile who called themselves the Mason Free Company. A despicable bunch who only went out on easy details such as scouting work or escorts for supply caravans operating well behind the front lines so picking ondefenseless' refugees more than fit their ambition level.
  • Racing to the pools edge, Kitty clambered up and stood on the edge looking down at the pool, then screamed at Timmi, "You tricked me. Nothings there. Liar! Liar!" She ran to push Timmi into the water but Timmi sidestepped and Kitty tumbled back into the water. No drain cover blocked the view of the Creature. It watched Kitty plunge deep toward the bottom of the pool, then splash toward the surface. In the distance, the Creature could see Cleo working her way out to the deeper end of the pool. Kitty popped up at the edge of the pool farthest from the patio doors.
  • "Isn't it true, Dr. Pavlovich, that you didn'tmistakenlyproduce this new culture called H9 at all, but that you intentionally did so to create this very limited supply of the culture, and then helped spread the rumor that only the H9 culture would work to grow HIV?"
  • Though I fear when you read this, you will no longer have a kingdom, you are still Champion. Even now they are attacking the city and they will work their way towards the castle, towards your armor. I will not let them have it. Even if it means my own death, I will escape with it. It is my duty to you, to our Champion to do such. I can think of only one area to hide it, one place where it will be safe. The place you and I discovered that first day I taught you to hunt. I hope that you remember, as I cannot be specific. Although I will give this letter to the only person I can trust, Lornya, I fear even then it may fall into the wrong hands.
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