Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 11, 2025
You've learned my art well, Siddhartha. At some time, when I'll be older, I'd want to bear your child. And yet, my dear, you've remained a Samana, and yet you do not love me, you love nobody. Isn't it so?" "It might very well be so," Siddhartha said tiredly. "I am like you. You also do not love how else could you practise love as a craft? Perhaps, people of our kind can't love.
"I have escaped from myself," he muttered. He stood trying to remember himself. But his mind was like a night. Shapes tip-toed through its dark. A hooded figure loomed in his mind. It swung toward him as if it were flying out of his eyes. Other figures swept by. They assumed strange postures as they passed. His thoughts regarded them tiredly. He desired to join the figures fleeing out of him.
Cold rapidly fastened its grip; dull agony pervaded the entire being until nothing more than a mechanical row of figures staring tiredly out upon No Man's Land, grasping rust-flaked rifles in numb, stiff hands. Thinking not, caring not, moving not only that uncertain stare into the void.
Of such as the best of these was Ethel Hayward. Among the crowd now hurrying more or less tiredly into the open air, she might not have been noticed. So many had white faces, dark-circled eyes, shabby-genteel clothing, and just a commonplace fairness, that in the throng it was difficult to discover distinguishing attributes.
They can have horses and new boots, their supplies, and all their men. We ain't scared of any Yankee who ever rode down the pike! If you yell at 'em now, they'd beat it back the way they came." Drew smiled tiredly. "Guess we're on our way now to do some of that yellin'." The end was almost in sight; every trooper in or out of the saddle knew it. Only some, like Boyd, would not admit it.
A narrow spit of white sand at high tide, and even over that, the sea breeze freshening, the surf would curl? "Ships never come in close, they said," he mused tiredly, "and miles o' shoals to the land and then just swamp for miles. Dumb brutes o' cows, and me on this and no water nor feed, nor shade from the sun."
He had upon occasion been mistaken for the father of his younger brother, and some of Lilly's acute distaste for him, across the slight enough chasm of the seven or eight years between them, was already that of youth for lascivious age. "Shall I take those letters now Mr. Visigoth?" "I would rather take you to dinner." "I might have known," she said, rather tiredly. "What?"
The gem lay like a stain of blood on her white breast. But her eyes looked tiredly and indifferently at the cards, and whenever she glanced at the faces of the young men, it was plain to see that no one of them could capture her interest. And yet, the guests did their best to be courteous.
Where is the cat?" Rick was very, very tired of the Egyptian cat. He thought grimly that when he returned home he and his sister would have a long talk about volunteering services for strangers. "The cat is under the back cushion of Hassan's car," he said tiredly. "And the sooner you take it off my hands, the better." "Hassan's car is at the hotel," Moustafa said. "Come. We will go there at once."
Weakness and a deep desire to sleep almost overcame him, and he knew that he was finished anyway. His wound must be too deep to clot, which meant it would bleed until he bled to death. Whether he warned the Scorpius or not, his end was the same. Back in the cave, he leaned against the wall and asked tiredly, "How is Dominico?" "I am fine, sir. My wound stopped bleeding."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking