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...improper” of Lispeth to think of marriage with an Englishman, who was of a superior clay, besides being promised in marriage to a girl of his own peop... ...l in her life. She was a large blonde and, when she chose, carried herself superbly. After the dinner at the Longmores, she went on to the dance—a lit... ... the Lord’s Prayer with a private un- official prayer for the peace of the soul of The Boy. Then we filled in the grave and went into the verandah—not... ...is extraordinary note: “Dear old man, Please give bearer a box of cheroots—Supers, No. I, for preference. They are freshest at the Club. I’ll repay wh... ...nd with him spend the rest of her life in some spot far from unsympathetic souls. She sat for two months, alone in Watson’s Hotel, elabo- rating this ... ...e close to my ear, saying to itself, qui- etly and softly, as if some lost soul were flying about with the wind: “O my God!” Then the younger Miss Cop... ...ut she had her pride, and she preferred being called “Miss V ezzis.” Every Sunday she dressed herself wonderfully and went to see her Mamma, who lived... ...ce to the family very keenly all the same. However, in the course of a few Sundays, Mrs. Vezzis brought herself to overlook these blemishes and gave h... ..., and that helped him to endure. He accom- panied Miss V ezzis to Mass one Sunday, and after Mass, walk- ing home through the hot stale dust with her ...

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...countless factors interweaving, rebuilding, the dim first stirrings of the soul, the growth and synthesis of the uncon- scious to the subconscious, th... ... but his heart was cold within him. “But if it is two hundred years, every soul I know, every human being that ever I saw or spoke to before I went to... ...f his early manhood, and in the midst of his amusement realised that every soul with whom he might jest had died many score of years ago. The thought ... ...eard. And his awakening had not been natural! Was that an old man’s senile superstition, too, or had it any truth in it? Feeling in the dark corners o... ...uddenly revolutionised the world by waking the Sleeper—whom no one but the super- stitious, common people had ever dreamt would wake again—raising the... ...ars. He had heard now of the moral decay that had followed the collapse of supernatural religion in the minds of ignoble man, the decline of public ho... ... you had quiet Sabbaths and the countryside. Though somewhere I’ve read of Sunday af- ternoons that—” “But, that,” said Graham, glancing back at the r...

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...se of Brantome and de la Noue he learned to compare the wild and loose yet superstitious char- acter of the nobles of the League, with the stern, rigi... ...rs.] and supply her richly, out of the stores of his own imagination, with supernatural beauty, and all the prop- erties of intellectual wealth. But e... ...ited. She appeared, indeed, in full splendour in her father’s pew upon the Sunday when he attended service for the last time at the old parish church,... ...APTER VI THE ADIEUS OF WAVERLEY IT WA S UPON the evening of this memorable Sunday that Sir Everard entered the library, where he narrowly missed surpr... ...is campaign. T wo were 37 Sir Walter Scott black (the regimental colour), superb chargers both; the other three were stout active hacks, designed for... ...egged therefore to be excused. Loved and honoured the true church from his soul; and, had it been a sermon on the martyrdom, or any twelve-penny touch... ...erre, Qui a barbe au menton. Lon, Lon, Laridon. Qui ports chapeau a plume, Soulier a rouge talon, Qui joue de la flute, Aussi du violon. Lon, Lon, Lar... ... the Epithalamium of Georgius Buchanan, and Arthur Johnston’s Psalms, of a Sunday; and the Deliciæ Poetarum Scotorum, and Sir David Lindsay’s Works, a... ...Bradwardine, who shall be so fortunate as to become their object. Her very soul is in home, and in the discharge of all those quiet virtues of which h...

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...t get out of the habit, so the drawing-room was used only by Mr . Carey on Sunday afternoons for his nap. But every Saturday he had a fire in the stud... ... asked his uncle. “ Very much, thank you.” “ You shall have another one on Sunday after- noon.” Mr. Carey always had a boiled egg at tea on Sunday, so... ..., hashed, and minced, and on Thursday, Friday , and Saturday of mutton. On Sunday they ate one of their own chickens. In the afternoon Philip did his ... ... had been usual in the low-church parish of Blackstable, and in his secret soul he yearned for processions and lighted candles. He drew the line at in... ...ling about him that the Tempter was ever on the watch to gain his immortal soul; and though he was not more truthful than most boys he never told a li... ...e he could hide his foot in the water. He prayed with all the power of his soul. No doubts assailed him. He was confident in the word of God. And the ... ...om the others, watch- ing the noisy party with a good-humoured but faintly supercilious expression. He was tall and slim. He held himself with a delib... ...erienced than Philip might have thought he liked to hear himself talk. His supercilious atti- tude impressed Philip. He could not help admir- ing, and... ...pieces all that Hayward had said; with elaborate civility he displayed the superficiality of his attainments. He mocked him with gentle irony. Philip ...

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...mending, and the puddings, and the plate and crockery, and the servants to superintend. But why speak about her? It is probable that we shall not hear... ...ghing. “He may go back and tell Miss Pinkerton that I hate her with all my soul; and I wish he would; and I wish I had a means of proving it, too. For... ...Rebecca if Miss Pinkerton was at home: she was as well known to them, poor soul! as Mr. Lawrence or President West. Once Rebecca had the honour to pas... ...he least; and who could help attaching herself to Amelia? The happinessthe superior advantages of the young women round about her, gave Rebecca inexpr... ... lonely here as in his jungle at Boggley Wollah. He scarcely knew a single soul in the metropolis: and were it not for his doctor, and the society of ... ...nd alarm; now and then he would make a desperate attempt to get rid of his super- abundant fat; but his indolence and love of good living speed- ily g... ...night, it was agreed that he might gallop back again in time for church on Sunday morning. Thus it will be seen that the parishioners of Crawley were ... ...adorned with all sorts of flower- gardens, rustic walks, country churches, Sunday schools, and the like; while George had his mind’s eye directed to t... ...d like to know? All the schooling Betty had had was at Mrs. Bute Crawley’s Sunday school, and she could no more read writing than Hebrew. “La, Miss Br...

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...t at the chest. His features were exceedingly frank and cheerful. From his superior height, he was enabled to look down quite royally on the man whose... ... away, and cared no longer for wooden heads being knocked ever so hard. On Sundays we walked to the cathedral, and this was a day with a delight of it... ... this was a day with a delight of its own for me. He was never away on the Sunday. Both of us attired in our best, we walked along the streets hand in... ... author, which I soon learnt to do with capricious resolution. We were one Sunday for Shakespeare; another for Nelson or Pitt. ‘Nelson, papa,’ was my ... ...she declared, his supe- rior, and, begging everybody’s pardon present, the superior of us all, through no sin of his own, that caused him to be so unf... ...e appearance, he did produce a temporary abatement of her malady. The good soul bustled out of the room in atten- dance upon M. Alphonse, and never co... ...ing that endeared him to younger boys capable of appreciating it, with the supernatural power of music. It endeared him, I suppose, to young women als... ...‘No ill will about this bothering love-business of yours, William?’ ‘On my soul, sir, I cherish none.’ T emple and I followed him out of the house, fa... ...commentary on it after labour done. Labour you will in my vessel, for your soul’s health. And let me advise you not to talk; in your situation talking...

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...were mentally engaged in taking off impres- sions of their images upon her soul, never to part with the 10 Dombey & Son same but with life, her head ... ...ck, ‘or you’ll be laid up with spasms, I see. Right tol loor rul! Bless my soul, I forgot! We’re here one day and gone the next!’ Mrs Chick contented ... ...y dear Louisa,’said Miss Tox, ‘is the vacancy still unsupplied?’ ‘You good soul, yes,’ said Mrs Chick. ‘Then, my dear Louisa,’ returned Miss Tox, ‘I h... ...and must consider it a privilege to see a little cherub connected with the superior classes, gradually unfolding itself from day to day at one common ... ...ly, she was perhaps in point of artificial accomplishments very little his superior. She had been good-humouredly working and drudging for her life al... ...opened up to view the sources of the taciturn delight he had had in eating Sunday dinners in that parlour for ten years. Becoming a sadder and a wiser... ...who lost flesh hourly under her patronage, and was in some danger of being superintended to death. Miss Tox was often in the habit of assuring Mrs Chi... ...ence and Paul would go to his Hotel, and have tea They passed the whole of Sunday with him, and generally rode out before dinner; and on these occasio... ...e week; for Mrs Pipchin always made a point of being particularly cross on Sunday nights. Miss Pankey was generally brought back from an aunt’s at Rot...

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...ademoiselle,’ I said. ‘Ah! yes, you will. They will not make you lose your soul against your will!’ and she clenched her delicate white hand. ‘Nobody ... ...d devoting yourself to a husband whom you love, remember that if I ruin my soul, it is because they would have it so!’ At that moment there was a paus... ...et- ing follies seemed to melt away before us, and how each of us felt our soul alone in the presence of our Maker, as though nothing mattered, or eve... ...ll like the spoils of war. She was frightened, formal, and ceremonious all super time, but I thought she was beginning to thaw, and was more afraid of... ...rown if she would make the child tidy and bring her to Nid de Merle on the Sunday. Something was muttered about Mademoiselle having said the child was... ...e indeed dead; but she let herself be pacified by the hope of seeing it on Sunday, and indeed she was half dead with fatigue from the roughness of the... ...who would, she feared, render me too devout. The next afternoon, which was Sunday, we went, all ex- cept my brother and sister, who had what my mother... ...nod with her head, by way at once of thanks, and showing how officious and superfluous she thought him, while Nogent and Beautru continued to mimic th... ...e,’ and giving her the choice of returning to Chateau d’Aubepine under the supervision of Madame Croquelebois, or of entering a convent, and sending h...

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...izon; like the pinnacles of some ornate and monstrous church, they stood there, in the sparkling brightness of the morning, the fit signboard of a wor... ...uth-easterly corner of the bay. Punctually to our use, the blow-hole spouted; the schooner turned upon her heel; the anchor plunged. It was a small so... ...nd hour, is the pre- eminence of race. It was so that I hit upon a means of communication which I recommend to travellers. When I desired any detail o... ...ences latent over-head in a place where we had supposed ourselves alone, the immo- bility of our tree-top spies, and the thought that perhaps at all h... ...e the year before, a first case of phthisis appeared in a house- 22 In The South Seas hold of seventeen persons, and by the month of August, when the... ...3 Robert Louis Stevenson The houses on the Hatiheu side begin high up; higher yet, the more melancholy spectacle of empty paepaes. When a native habit... ...aningless or wanton prohibition, such as that which to-day prevents women in some countries from smoking, or yesterday pre- vented any one in Scotland... ...tropical animation, half a dozen convicts toiling there cheerfully with spade and barrow, and touching hats and smiling to the visitor like old attach... ... the shores of the Alpes Maritimes. We had besides a white visitor from shore, who came and departed in a crowded whale-boat manned by natives; having...

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... as such. She was a good, good woman! She went to church three times every Sunday , and to morning prayers on Wednes days and Fridays, and to lecture... ...rely through his solicitors, Messrs. Kenge and Carboy, of Lon don. A very superior gentleman, Mr. Kenge. T ruly eloquent indeed. Some of his periods ... ..., sir,” said I. He was very obliging, and as he handed me into a fly after superintending the removal of my boxes, I asked him whether there was a gre... ... Vol. One “Quite well, quite well! Now don’t be troublesome, that’s a good soul!” said Mr. Kenge, leading the way back. “By no means,” said the poor o... ...tives—and the happy settlement, on the banks of the African rivers, of our superabundant home population. 38 Bleak House – Vol. One Mr. Jarndyce, who... ...lt to keep her from the door.” Some neighbouring bells, reminding the poor soul that it was half past nine, did more for us in the way of bringing our... ...et him live and admire the human family, do it somehow or other, like good souls, and suffer him to ride his rocking horse!” 74 Bleak House – Vol. On... ...reproaches the tax gatherers, appoints the times and places of devotion on Sundays, licenses Mr. Snagsby’s entertain ments, and acknowledges no respo... ...he spar rows and the leaves are, also to lounge about the Rolls Yard of a Sunday afternoon and to remark (if in good spirits) that there were old tim...

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...ss will be considered not only par- donable but laudable, when the immense superiority of the house to the rest of mankind, in respect of this its anc... ... had her christened Mercy. Mercy! oh, what a charming name for such a pure-souled Being as the youngest Miss Pecksniff! Her sister’s name was Charity.... ...at the tears were almost starting out of his eyes!’ cried Pinch. ‘Bless my soul, John, is it nothing to see a man moved to that extent and know one’s ... ...y it’s madness. Who but a madman would suppose he cares to hear it said on Sundays, that the volunteer who plays the organ in the church, and practise... ... one suppose that he doesn’t on all occasions pour out his whole heart and soul to you; that he doesn’t make you a very liberal and indeed rather an e... ... the widow of a deceased brother of Mr Martin Chuzzlewit, who being almost supernaturally disagreeable, and hav- ing a dreary face and a bony figure a... ... Pecksniff insisted on accompanying his young friend upstairs for personal superintendence of his comforts; and taking him by the arm, conducted him o... ...to stables, where cart-horses, troubled by rats, might be heard on a quiet Sunday rattling their halters, as disturbed spirits in tales of haunted hou... ...ht that they would grace the board at dinner-time next day, the same being Sunday. He further said, that Mrs Todgers being a con- senting party to thi...

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... of genius. There were so many, in fact, that even the lesser princes were superior men. Italy was crammed with talent, enterprise, knowledge, science... ... the First and his son Francesco, who ought to have been devoted, body and soul, to the house of France, the only power on which they might really hav... ...i, and as able as their adversar- ies the Medici, though vanquished by the superior craft and wiliness of the latter. What could be more worthy of adm... ...Florence, and, fearing the vengeance of Clem- ent VII., he went to Lyon to superintend a vast house of business he owned there, which corresponded wit... ...koned up the profits of this religious operation, and devoted itself body, soul, and purse, to the cause. But among the young men of the French bourge... ...pery shade; his gray- blue eyes were sparkling. In them alone was his fine soul visible; for his ill-proportioned face did not atone for its tri- angu... ...e used for the communion, and that all feasts should be abol- ished except Sundays. These innovations were disapproved of at Berne and at Lausanne. No...

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...sity. 3 Virginia Woolf Night and Day by Virginia Woolf CHAPTER I It was a Sunday evening in October, and in common with many other young ladies of he... ...ostly head on the can- vas, surely, never beheld all the trivialities of a Sunday afternoon, and it did not seem to matter what she and this young man... ...d and thin, though healthy, cheeks, she saw tokens of an angular and acrid soul. His voice, she noticed, had a slight vibrating or creaking sound in i... ...used and gratified to find that he had the power to an- noy his oblivious, supercilious hostess, if he could not im- press her; though he would have p... ...Mrs. or Miss Hilbery out here he would have made them, some- how, feel his superiority, for he was chafed by the memory of halting awkward sentences w... ... gathering had wrung from him—the terrible threat that if visitors came on Sunday he should dine alone in his room? A glance in the direction of Miss ... ... spiritually the head of the family, and Katharine, her daughter, had some superior rank among all the cousins and connections, the more so because sh... ...erent in that atmosphere.” “Yes, the office atmosphere is very bad for the soul,” said Mr. Hilbery. “I don’t remember any offices in Russell Square in... ...ed men don’t break into her larder when she’s out at HER work—helping poor souls who have lost their way… . But we’re late—we must begin!” and scat- t...

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...e of annuities; for my mother was clogged with the payment of three to old super- annuated servants by my father’s will, and it is amazing how disagre... ...John Dashwood wished it likewise; but in the mean while, till one of these superior blessings could be attained, it would have quieted her ambition to... ...ere a happy alternative when the dirt of the valleys beneath shut up their superior beauties; and towards one of these hills did Marianne and Margaret... ... pursuits, his talents, and genius?” Sir John was rather puzzled. “Upon my soul,” said he, “I do not know much about him as to all that. But he is a p... ...print of merit to be sent you—and as for Marianne, I know her greatness of soul, there would not be music enough in London to content her. And books!—... ...ause a certain person that shall be nameless is gone!” “I wish with all my soul,” cried Sir John, “that Willoughby were among us again.” This, and Mar... ...cceeding their knowledge of the particu- lars, was so fine, so beautiful a Sunday as to draw many to Kensington Gardens, though it was only the second...

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...dded several times with a world of sadness. “She has had an education—tres-superieure! Nothing was spared. Lessons in pastel at ten francs the lesson,... ...uched he turned, not to gold, but to ashes. His most vivid conception of a supernatural element in the world’s affairs had come to him once when this ... ...r it!” said Newman. The next time that he dined in the Avenue d’Iena was a Sunday, a day on which Mr. Tristram left the cards unshuffled, so that ther... ... take a wife. “Listen to her; she has the audacity!” said Tristram, who on Sunday evenings was always rather acrimonious. “I don’t suppose you have ma... ... me, I shall love her enough. My wife shall be very comfortable.” “You are superb! There’s a chance for the magnificent women.” “You are not fair.” Ne... ... “To-morrow!” cried Newman. “No, not to-morrow; the next day. That will be Sunday; she leaves Paris on Monday. If you don’t see her; it will at least ... ...eculiar impressions from everything he saw. But nevertheless in his secret soul he detested Europe, and he felt an irritating need to protest against ... ...it was like a bell, of which the handle might have been in the young man’s soul: at a touch of the handle it rang with a loud, silver sound. There was... ...oup composed of persons who are worthy to remain unmarried. These are rare souls; they are the salt of the earth. But I don’t mean to be invidious; th...

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... his language; behaved with gloomy reserve in society—”with tempest in the soul and flame in the blood” like Lieutenant Byelosov in the “Frigate Hope.... ...recourse to them in writing; his handwriting was quite like a child’s. His superiors regarded him as an officer of no great merit—not particularly cap... ...y, morbidly vain as he was, yet he was probably aware in the depths of his soul that there was noth- ing to justify his vanity, and that others might ... ...out giving alms) “told me to-day,” he went on, “that she would pray for my soul.... Isn’t that strange?” “Why does the man want to be always bothering... ...ng his character, I had no doubt that such con- temptuous treatment by his superior officers had deeply mor- tified him. But the change that I fancied... ...what he had said, I confessed to him in an access of remorse and a sort of super- stitious fear, that the mysterious knocking of the previous evening ... ...d even in his mistress’s house, to which he often went and invari- ably on Sundays after mass—would have been excellent in all respects—if he had not ...

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... usual elements of a “subject,” certainly of a setting, were to need to be super added. Quite as interesting as the young woman herself at her best, d... ..., at the time, of the admirable Russian’s testimony to my not needing, all superstitiously, to try and perform any such gymnastic. Other echoes from t... ...hall have clicked in a cupboard-door. That may he, I recognise, a somewhat superfine anal- ogy for the particular “value” I here speak of, the image o... ...st enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the move- ments of her own soul and the agitations of the world. For this reason she was fond of seein... ...nt himself as an in- centive to hope and a reward of patience. Deep in her soul—it was the deepest thing there—lay a belief that if a certain light sh... ...ed that there were other gardens in the world than those of her remarkable soul, and that there were moreover a great many places which were not garde... ...ious, inane, and incurred some disfavour by expressing this view on bright Sunday afternoons, when the American absentees were engaged in calling on e... ...s;” her French had never be- come quite perfect. She was always at home on Sunday afternoons and surrounded by sympathetic compatriots, usually the sa... ...Paris, till they get the Empire back again.” Among Mrs. Luce’s visitors on Sunday afternoons was a young man with whom Isabel had had a good deal of c...

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...nd of his judgement the highest opinion. In un- derstanding, Darcy was the superior. Bingley was by no means deficient, but Darcy was clever. He was a... ...il to all the world. For, though elated by his rank, it did not render him supercilious; on the con- trary, he was all attention to everybody. By natu... ...attention was received with the greatest pleasure, but Elizabeth still saw superciliousness in their treat- ment of everybody, hardly excepting even h... ...hered most conscientiously to his book, and would not even look at her. On Sunday, after morning service, the separation, so agree- able to almost all... ...nce, as Lady Catherine is far from objecting to my occasional absence on a Sunday, provided that some other clergyman is engaged to do the duty of the... ...can never be in com- pany with this Mr. Darcy without being grieved to the soul by a thousand tender recollections. His behaviour to myself has been s... ...ng less than a dance on T uesday, could have made such a Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday en- durable to Kitty and Lydia. 73 Jane Austen Chapter ... ... woman’s clothes on purpose to pass for a lady, only think what fun! Not a soul knew of it, but Colo- nel and Mrs. Forster, and Kitty and me, except m...

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...fies birth. A zero signifies death. This is one reason why organic logic is superior to abstract mathematical logic. Organic logic is based upon ... ...evolving and changing on basic levels, as it should: the Universe only changes superficially: through the most superficial permutations possible, of ... ...-diluted elements and substances, the basic condition of that soup was one of super-sensitized Dynamically Balanced Splitness. What Science call... ...it all: creating not only self-awareness, but also a personality, a psyche, a soul. But even more importantly: this created the realm of the middle-... ...e reflective self- awareness, a unique, separated Inner Universe, a psyche, a soul. We are afraid it will disappear when we die. Even if we believ... ...l. We are afraid it will disappear when we die. Even if we believe that our souls are immortal, we are horribly afraid of losing our physical bodi... ... It is merely the re-enactment, and sanctification of going to Church every Sunday. The day the Son, er the Sun is supposed to shine… Going to c... ... sacred. The idea that every second, every moment of it is sacred. Not just Sunday, and the few hours you spend inside some sanctified church… Is... ... think this custom came from, eh? From Catholics confessing their sins every Sunday? If they confessed their sins every fucking Sunday of their li...

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... at my age a woman’s follies ought to be justified by beauty, youth, fame, superior merit— some one of the splendid qualities which can dazzle us to t... ... to Crevel’s great amazement. Such mean seducers cannot understand a great soul. “I, a widower five years since,” Crevel began, in the tone of a man w... ...ho sees herself respected and loved by her fam- ily; and I will give up my soul to God unspotted—” “Amen!” exclaimed Crevel, with the diabolical rage ... ...s the door.—”For a libertine!” said he, with a lofty grimace of virtue and superior wealth. “If you are right, my constancy has some merit, monsieur. ... ...cest gifts—distinction, dig- nity, grace, refinement, elegance, flesh of a superior texture, and a complexion mingled in the unknown laboratory where ... ...tuition to discern what were the motives in a simple, guileless, and noble soul for the fanati- cism of Madame Hulot’s love. Having fully persuaded he... ...you to give up working,” said the Baroness. “If you earn forty sous a day, Sundays excepted, that makes six hundred francs a year. Well, then, how muc... ...o conclude the bargain, “you have my consent. We will sign the contract on Sunday next, and the wedding shall be on the following Saturday, my wife’s ... ...will probably smile as he calls up the images of all that company in their Sunday-best faces as well as their finest frippery. If any social event can...