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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    10:47 am
    @@@@@Roth had an odd sensationHe might even be
    @@@@@Roth had an odd sensationHe might even be killedAny of them -- Red, Gallagher, Sergeant Croft, Wyman, Toglio, or Martinez or Ridges or Wilson; they were all up there now, right in the middle of itAny one of them could be gone by tomorrowIt was horrible the way a man could be killedHe wanted to tell Minetta some of this"Jeez, I'm glad this is over He started to go and then turned back"You know who you wake up?"
    "Sergeant Brown?"
    "That's rightHe's sleeping on a blanket with Stanley over there Minetta indicated the direction vaguely
    Roth muttered, "Just five of us on this part of the perimeterThink of it, five men having to hold down a whole platoon's part of the perimeter
    "That's what I mean," Minetta said"We ain't getting any breakAt least there's a lot of men where the first squad is"Well, I'm going," he said
    Roth felt terribly alone after Minetta left himHe gazed into the jungle, and got into the hole behind the machine gun as silently as he couldSomething like this was beyond him, he told himself; he didn't have the nerves for itThis took a younger man, a kid like Minetta or Polack, or one of the veterans
    He was sitting on two cartridge boxes, and the handles cut into his bony rumpHe kept shifting his weight, and moving his feet aboutThe hole was very muddy from the evening storm, and everything about him felt dampHis clothes had been wet for hours, and he had had to spread his blankets on the wet gro
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    10:47 am
    @@@@@They had been instructed theoretically in
    @@@@@They had been instructed
    theoretically in their religion, but never required to bring it into
    daily practiceTo be distinguished for elegance and accomplishments,
    the authorised object of their youth, could have had no useful influence
    that way, no moral effect on the mindHe had meant them to
    be good, but his cares had been directed to the understanding and
    manners, not the disposition; and of the necessity of self-denial and
    humility, he feared they had never heard from any lips that could
    profit them
    Bitterly did he deplore a deficiency which now he could scarcely
    comprehend to have been possibleWretchedly did he feel, that
    with all the cost and care of an anxious and expensive education, he
    had brought up his daughters without their understanding their
    first duties, or his being acquainted with their character and temper
    The high spirit and strong passions of MrsRushworth, especially,
    were made known to him only in their sad resultShe was not to be
    prevailed on to leave MrShe hoped to marry him, and
    they continued together till she was obliged to be convinced that such
    hope was vain, and till the disappointment and wretchedness arising
    from the conviction rendered her temper so bad, and her feelings for
    him so like hatred, as to make them for a while each other’s punishment,
    and then induce a voluntary separation
    406
    Mansfield Park
    She had lived with him to be reproached as the ruin of all his
    happiness in Fanny, and carried away no better consolation in leaving
    him than that she had divided themWhat can exceed the misery
    of such a mind in such a situation?
    MrRushworth had no difficulty in procuring a divorce; and so
    ended a marriage contracted under such circumstances as to make
    any better end the effect of good luck not to be reckoned onShe
    had despised him, and loved another; and he had been very much
    aware that it was soThe indignities of stupidity, and the disappointments
    of selfish passion, can excite little pityHis punishment
    followed his conduct, as did a deeper punishment the deeper guilt
    of his wifeHe was released from the engagement to be mortified
    and unhappy, till some other pretty girl could attract him into matrimony
    again, and he might set forward on a second, and, it is to be
    hoped, more prosperous trial of the state: if duped, to be duped at
    least with good humour and good luck; while she must withdraw
    with infinitely stronger feelings to a retirement and reproach which
    could allow no second spring of hope or character
    Where she could be placed became a subject of most melancholy
    and momentous consultationNorris, whose attachment seemed
    to augment with the demerits of her niece, would have had her received
    at home and countenanced by them allSir Thomas would not
    hear of it; and MrsNorris’s anger against Fanny was so much the
    greater, from considering her residence there as the motiveShe persisted
    in placing his scruples to her account, though Sir Thomas very
    solemnly assured her that, had there been no young woman in question,
    had there been no young person of either sex belonging to him,
    to be endangered by the society or hurt by the character of Mrs
    Rushworth, he would never have offered so great an insult to the
    neighbourhood as to expect it to notice herAs a daughter, he hoped
    a penitent one, she should be protected by him, and secured in every
    comfort, and supported by every encouragement to do right, which
    their relative situations admitted; but farther than that he could not
    goMaria had destroyed her own character, and he would not, by a
    vain attempt to restore what never could be restored, by affording his
    sanction to vice, or in seeking to lessen its disgrace, be anywise accessory
    to introducing such misery in another man’s family as he had
    407
    Jane Austen
    known himselfNorris’s resolving to quit Mansfield and devote
    herself to her unfortunate Maria, and in an establishment being
    formed for them in another country, remote and private, where,
    shut up together with little society, on one side no affection, on the
    other no judgment, it may be reasonably supposed that their tempers
    became their mutual punish
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    10:55 am
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    aliveI thought the ‘Jackal’ was fiction
    The old man called Jean Pierre Fontaine looked at Marie; she nodded“Carlos the Jackal is a
    legend, but he is not fictionHe’s a professional killer now in his sixties, rumored to be ill, but still
    possessed with a terrible hatredHe’s a man of many faces, many sides, some loved by those omega replica watches who
    have reasons to love him, others detested by those who consider him the essence of evil—and
    depending on the view, all have their reasons for being correctI am an example of one who has
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    131
    experienced both viewpoints, but then my world is hardly yours, as you rightly suggested, St
    “But the hatred that obsesses Carlos grows like a cancer in his aging brainOne man drew him
    out; one man tricked him, usurped his kills, taking credit for the rolex watches women Jackal’s work, kill after kill,
    driving Carlos mad when he was trying to correct the record, trying to maintain his supremacy as
    the ultimate assassinThat same man was responsible for the death of his lover—but one far more
    than a lover, the woman who was his keel, his beloved since childhood in Venezuela, his colleague
    in all thingsThat single man, one of hundreds, perhaps thousands sent out by governments
    everywhere, was the only one who ever saw his face—as the JackalThe man who mulberry bag did all this was
    a product of American intelligence, a strange man who lived a deadly lie every day of his life for
    three yearsAnd Carlos will not rest until that man is punished The man is Jason
    Bourne
    Squinting, stunned by the Frenchman’s story, Prefontaine leaned forward over the table“Who
    is Jason Bourne?” he asked
    “My husband, David Webb,” replied Marie
    “Oh, my God,” whispered the judge“May I have a drink, please?”
    John St“Ronald!”
    “Yes, boss-mon!” cried from within the guard bag dolce gabbana whose strong hands had held his employer’s
    shoulders an hour ago in Villa Twenty
    “Bring us some whisky and brandy, pleaseThe bar should be stocked
    The orange sun in the east suddenly took fire, its rays penetrating what was left of the sea mists
    of dawnThe silence around the table was broken by the soft, heavily accented words of the old
    Frenchman“I am not used to such service,” he said, looking aimlessly beyond the railing of the
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    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    10:55 am
    @@@@@Give Momma your hand, and let's go "To the
    @@@@@Give Momma your hand, and let's go
    "To the stables?"
    "Yes, come on, Cat
    "The tunnel would be faster
    "What tunnel?" There was an uneven quality to Scarlett's Rhett came
    back across the kitchen, put his arm around her shoulders"The
    tunnel
    to the servants' wingThe footmen have to so they can't look in the
    window when we're having breakfast
    "That's horrible," said Scarlett, "if I'd known-"
    "Cat, take your
    mother and me to the tunnel, please," Rhett said"Would you mind if
    I
    carried you, or would you rather run?"
    "If we have to hurry, you'd better carry meI can't run as fast as
    youRhett knelt, held out his arms, and his daughter walked
    trustingly
    into themhe was careful not to clasp her too tight in the brief
    embrace he could not withholdTell me
    where to
    g0,m, back, then, Cat, and hold "Past the fireplaceThat door that's
    open
    That's the sculleryThe door to the tunnel is open, tooI opened it
    in case I had to run
    "Come on, Scarlett, you can bawl your eyes out laterCat is going to
    save our unworthy necks The tunnel had high grated windows
    There
    was barely enough light to see, but Rhett moved at a steady speed,
    never stumbling
    His arms were bent, his hands under Cat's kneeshe jounced her in a
    gallop, and she shrieked with delightMy lord, our lives are in
    terrible danger, and the man's playing horsie! Scarlett didn't know
    whether to laugh or cryWas there ever in the history of the world a
    man who was as crazy about babies as Rhett Butler? From the
    servants'
    wing Cat directed them through a door into the stable yardThe
    horses
    were maddened with fr
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    10:47 am
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    A growl strangled in his throat“Which leg? Let me see
    I tried to straighten out my hurt leg–it was the right one–and groaned againHis hands started
    at my ankle, testing the bones, the jointsHe rotated my ankle carefully I pulled his hand to replica gucci the back of my thigh, just above the kneeI moaned again
    when he pressed the sore place“It's not broken or anything, I don't think
    “Deep muscle bruise, at least,” he muttered“And how did this happen?”
    “Must have… landed on a rock when I Gucci Indy Bag fell“Okay, let's get you to Doc
    “Kyle needs him more than I do
    “I have to go find Doc anyway–or some helpI can't carry Kyle that far, but I can certainly carry
    you
    He turned abruptly and ducked back into the river roomI decided I wouldn't argue with fendi sale himI
    wanted to see Walter before… Doc had promised to wait for meWould that first dose of
    painkiller wear off soon? My head swamThere was so much to worry about, and I was so tired
    The adrenaline had drained, leaving me empty
    Ian came back with used louis vuitton the gunI frowned because this reminded me that I'd wished for it before
    Without thinking, he handed the gun to meI let it fall into my open palms, but I couldn't curl
    my hands around itI decided it was a suitable punishment, to have to carry the women rolex th
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
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    Toyaku was able to send four hundred men across the river and four or five tanks, before the General's artillery and counterattacks by companies on the edge of the gap made it too expensive to continueAt the most dangerous moment for Cummings, it was still no worse than the problem of ejecting the rump of a fat man who had broken a hole through the stuffing of a couch, and was not spluttering and wriggling his backside in an effort to escapeThe General attacked with his reserves, concentrated all the division's artillery on a natural clearing into which the Japanese behind his lines had been forced, and with the aid of his tanks, which had been held in readiness at a point only a quarter mile from the Japs' deepest penetration, chanel logo earrings succeeded in puncturing the rumpIt was the biggest battle of the campaign to date, and the most successfulBy late afternoon of that day the Japanese striking force was shattered, and the survivors disappeared into the jungle again, and were either pinched off one by one during the week that followed or succeeded in making their way back across the river to their own linesThis was the second time the General had routed a force which had penetrated his lines, and he gave Hearn a little lecture about it"This kind of thing is what I call my dinner-table tacticsI'm the little lady who allows the lecher beside me to get his hand way up under my dress before I cut off his wrist
    Tag ends of the battle spouted for a few days, and there were rolex daytona cosmograph many local fire fights and patrol clashes, but the General, with what Hearn had to admit was unerring instinct, had cut through the subsidiary clashes, the confusing and contradictory patrol reports, to understand that the battle as far as Toyaku was concerned was over after his smash at the middle of the line had been absorbedThe General spent the next day in re-establishing the hole in his lines, and diverting again his reserve to its work on the roadTwo or three days later, after a lot of patrol activity, he made an unopposed advance of over a mile, which brought his front elements within a few thousand yards of the Toyaku LineHe estimated it would take him another two weeks to bring the road up to his front, and in another week tiffany diamond the Toyaku Line should be breachedHe was exceptionally easy to get along with the week after the battle, and as a symptom of that, he was continually feeding Hearn his private military maxims"Toyaku's through in an offensive sense," he told Hearn"When the over-all strategy of your campaign is defensive you can figure on losing about a fifth of your force in counteroffensives, and then you've just got to dig inToyaku frittered it awayThe Japanese brood their way through campaigns; they sit around restless until the tension gets too great and then they eruptIt's a fascinating paradoxThey have that game of theirs, go, which is all feverish activity, all turning of flanks, and encirclements, and then when they fight they act like used louis vuitton wounded animals who roar down clumsily when the flies become too goadingIt's not the way to work itIn an army whenever you have unnecessary precautions, men guarding sectors which don't demand it, or being idle for some other reason than that they need the rest, then you've acted immorally as a commanderThe less duplication, the less wasted effort, the greater it follows will be the pressure you exert on your opponentAnd the greater will be the opportunities that arise for you
    As a corollary of this, he had set his headquarters troops to rebuilding their bivouac two days after the battleThe tents went up again, the gravel walks in the officers' portion of the bivouac were filled in again, and the General's own tent had a floor of chanel white bag duckbo
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    10:47 am
    @@@@@ "Is that you, Scarlett? Come and give me a
    @@@@@
    "Is that you, Scarlett? Come and give me a kiss
    You weren't generous with kisses like Scarlett in the old days, but
    Will must have taught you a few things after you marriedI intend to
    kiss every female over six years old in the whole state of Georgia now
    that I'm back Suellen giggled nervously and looked at WillA
    slight smile on his placid thin face granted her permission, but Tony
    hadn't bothered to wait for itHe grabbed her around her thickened
    waist and planted a smacking kiss on her lipsShe was pink with
    confusion and pleasure when he released herThe dashing Fontaine
    brothers had paid Suellen little attention in the preWar years of
    beaux and belIes
    Will put a warm, steadying arm around her shoulders"Scarlett,
    honey," Tony shouted, his arms held wideScarlett stepped into his
    embrace, hugged him tight around the neck"You got a lot taller in
    Texas," she exclaimedTony was laughing as he kissed her offered
    lipsThen he lifted his trouser leg to show them all the high-heeled
    boots he was wearingEveryone got taller in Texas, he said; he
    wouldn't be surprised if it was a law thereAlex Fontaine smiled over
    Tony's shoulder"You'll hear more about Texas than anybody rightly
    needs to know," he drawled, "that is, if Tony lets you come in the
    houseHe's forgotten about things like thatIn Texas they all live
    around campfires under the stars instead of having walls and a roof
    Alex was glowing with happinessHe looks like he'd like to hug and
    kiss Tony himself, thought Scarlett, and why not? They were close as
    two fingers on a hand the whole time they were growing upAlex
    must
    have missed him something awful
    Sudden tears pricked her eyesTony's exuberant return home was the
    first joyful event in the County since Sherman's troops had devastated
    the land and the lives of its peopleShe hardly knew how to respond
    to such a rush of happin
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    10:55 am
    @@@@@Loss of memory? Alex Conklin had told them
    @@@@@Loss of memory? Alex Conklin had told them that the
    Medusan they had trained to go out in deep cover for Carlos the Jackal, an agent provocateur they
    called Jason Bourne, had lost his memoryLost his memory and nearly lost his life because his
    controls disbelieved the story of amnesia! That was the man they called “Davey” David
    Webb was Conklin’s Jason Bourne! How could it be otherwise?
    David Webb! And he had been at Norman Swayne’s house the night the Agency was told that
    poor cuckolded Swayne had taken his own life, a suicide that had not been reported in the papers
    for reasons DeSole could not possibly understand! David WebbWhy?
    The headlights of an approaching limousine shot through the darkness at the far end of the
    parking lot, swerving in a semicircle toward the CIA analyst, causing him to shut his eyes—the
    refracted light through his thick lenses was painfulHe had to make the sequence of his revelations
    clear to these menThey were his means to a life he and his wife had dreamed of—moneyNot
    bureaucratic less-than-money, but real moneyEducation at the best universities for their
    grandchildren, not the state colleges and the begged-for scholarships that came with the
    government salary of a bureaucrat—a bureaucrat so much better than those around him it was
    pitifulDeSole the Mute Mole, they called him, but would not pay him for his expertise, the very
    expertise that prohibited him from going into the private sector, surrounding him with so many
    legal restrictions that it was pointless to applySomeday Washington would learn; that day would
    not come in his lifetime, so six grandchildren had made the decision for himThe empathetic new
    Medusa had beckoned with generosity, and in his bitterness he had come running
    He rationalized that it was no more an unethical decision on his part than those made every year
    by scores of Pentagon personnel who walked out of Arlington and into the corporate arms of their
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    175
    old friends the defense contractorsAs an army colonel once said to him, “It’s work now and get
    paid later,” and God knew that one Steven DeSole worked like hell for his country, but his country
    hardly reciprocated in kindHe hated the name Medusa, though, and rarely if ever used it because it
    was a symbol from another time, ominous and misleadingThe great oil companies and railroads
    sprang from the chicanery and the venality of the robber barons, but they were not now what they
    were thenMedusa may have been born in the corruption of a war-ravaged Saigon, its early funding
    may have been a result of it, but that Medusa no longer existed; it had been replaced by a dozen
    different names and companiesDeSole, no American-controlled international conglomerate is,” said his
    recruiter, “and it’s true that we seek what some might call unfair economic advantage based on
    privileged informationYou see, we have to because our competitors
    throughout Europe and the Far East consistently have itThe difference between them and us is that
    their governments support their efforts—ours doesn’tDeSole, trade and profits
    They’re the healthiest pursuits on earthChrysler may not like Toyota, but the astute MrIacocca
    does not call for an air strike against TokyoHe finds ways to join forces with the
    Japanese
    Yes, mused DeSole as the limousine came to a stop ten feet away from h
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    10:55 am
    @@@@@We sat on the pineysmelling lakeporch,
    @@@@@We sat on the pineysmelling
    lakeporch, looked out at the lake, and
    nibbled sandwichesIt was past Labor Day by then,
    most of the floating toys put away for another
    yearThere was also a bottle of wine in the
    22
    hamper, but I only drank a littleOn top of the
    pain medication, alcohol hit me hard; a single
    beer could turn me into a slurring drunkThe
    girls - the young women - finished the rest
    between them, and it loosened them upMelinda,
    back from France for the second time since my
    argument with the crane and not happy about it,
    asked me if all adults in their fifties had these
    unpleasant regressive interludes, did she have
    that to look forward toIlse, the younger, began
    to cry, leaned against me, and asked why it
    couldn't be like it was, why couldn't we - meaning
    her mother and me - be like we wereLin told her
    this wasn't the time for Illy's patented Baby Act,
    and Illy gave her the finger
    Lin's temper and Ilse's tears weren't pleasant,
    but they were honest, and as familiar to me as the
    mole on Ilse's chin or the faint vertical frownline,
    which in time would deepen into a groove,
    between Lin's eyes
    Linnie wanted to know what I was going to do, and
    I told her I didn't knowI'd come a long distance
    toward deciding to end my own life, but I knew
    23
    that if I did it, it must absolutely look like an
    accidentI would not leave these two young women,
    just starting out in their lives, carrying the
    residual guilt of their father's suicideNor
    would I leave a load of guilt behind for the woman
    with whom I had once shared a milkshake in bed,
    both of us naked and laughing and listening to the
    Plastic Ono Band on the stereo
    After they'd had a chance to vent - after a full
    and complete exchange of feelings, in DrKamenspeak
    - my memory is that we had a pleasant
    afternoon, looking at old photo albums and
    reminiscing about the pastI think we even
    laughed some more, but not all memories of my
    other life are to be trustedWireman says when it
    comes to the past, we all stack the deck
    Ilse wanted us all to go out to dinner, but Lin
    had to meet someone at the Public Library before
    it closed, and I said I didn't feel much like
    hobbling anywhere; I thought I'd read a few
    chapters of the latest John Sandford and then go
    to bedThey kissed me - all friends again - and
    then left
    24
    Two minutes later, Ilse came back"I told Linnie
    I forgot my keys," she said
    "I take it you didn't," I saidDaddy, would you ever hurt Mom? I mean, now?
    On purpose?"
    I shook my head, but that wasn't good enough for
    herI could tell by the way she just stood there,
    looking me in the eyeI'd-"
    "You'd what, Daddy?"
    "I was going to say I'd cut my own arm off first,
    but all at once that seemed like a really bad
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
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    realized that I could see the color of Ian's eyes; I glanced quickly up at the cracks aboveThe
    stars were gone, and the sky was turning pale gray
    “Are you sure you mulberry bag have to do this?” Ian asked, his hands already half-extended as if to pick me
    up“You don't have to carry me
    He helped me to my feet, leaving his arm around my waist and pulling my arm around his neckHow's that?”
    I hobbled forward a stepIt hurt, but I could do it
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    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    10:47 am
    @@@@@"I used to work for this," he said to
    @@@@@"I used to work for this," he said to Wilson
    "Ah never knew you were a reporter
    "Naw, this is politicalThe gang over at the party headquarters puts this out before the primaries He looked at the dateIt was printed in June"This thing's old as hell," he saidHe felt a pang of envy as he looked at the names on the masthead; one of his friends who was not in the Army had been put in charge of the advertising departmentGallagher knew what that meantIn the last primary before he entered the Army he had gone from door to door in his ward, soliciting contributions for the paperThe man who brought in the most contributions was called advertising manager, and he usually received a job on the school board in his wardHe had missed out by only a few hundred dollars, but he had been told he would certainly win the next year
    "Just my fuggin luck to get in the Army," he said resentfullyHe started reading the paperA headline caught his attention

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    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
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    defiance of family and society, his father had disowned himRhett's
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    Rosemary's birth was recordedShe was more than twenty years
    hisjuniorHe did not even see her until she was thirteen, an awkward
    girl with long legs, large feet, and budding breasts
    Their mother had disobeyed her husband for one of the few times in
    her
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    the
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    where his ship was moored, bringing Rosemary to meet himThe
    deep vein
    of loving tenderness in Rhett was inexpressively moved by the
    confusion
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    his shirt with all the warmth that their father had never been able to
    giveIn turn, Rosemary gave him the trust and loyalty that their
    father had never in spiredThe bond between brother and sister had
    never been severed, despite the fact that they saw each other no more
    than a dozen times from chanel handbags sale first meeting until Rhett came home to
    Charleston eleven years laterHe had never forgiven himself for
    accepting their mother's reassurance that Rosemary was well and
    happy
    and sheltered by the money he lavished on them once his father was
    dead
    and could no longer intercept and return itHe should have been
    more
    alert, more attentive, he accused himself laterThen perhaps his
    sister would not have grown up distrusting men the way she did
    Perhaps she would have loved and married and had childrenAs it
    was,
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    the
    same awkwardness of the thirteen-year-old he had first metShe was
    uncomfortable with all men except him; she used the distant lives in
    novels as a substitute for the uncertainty of life in the world; she
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    and
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    6

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    37
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