Lexus Quotes

I thought maybe she'd whisk us off by magic, or at least hail a taxi. Instead, Bast borrowed a silver Lexus convertible. "Oh, yes," she purred. "I like this one! Come along, children." "But this isn't yours," I pointed out. "My dear, I'm a cat. Everything I see is mine." She touched the ignition and the keyhole sparked. The engine began to purr. [No, Sadie. Not like a cat, like an engine.]

His phone rang again, and he turned it on speaker. “Adair residence—” “Shut up, Cabe.” Silas’s voice filled the car. “Your Lexus isn’t a residence, and I know you’re driving, because I’m watching your GPS dot move down the road.

But that wasn't what happened. What happened was they drove to Harry's and parked the Camaro next to an Audi and a Lexus and Gansey ordered flavors of gelato until the table wouldn't hold anymore and Ronan convinced the staff to turn the overhead speakers up and Blue laughed for the first time at something Gansey said and they were loud and triumphant and kings of Henrietta, because they'd found the ley line and because it was starting, it was starting.

No policy is sustainable without a public that broadly understands why it's necessary and sees the world the way you do...

Take care of your car in the garage, and the car will take care of you on the road.

I'm still dropping dishes thinking in slow motion about the GPS woman in Mom's car. I imagine her beckoning me from outside the kitchen window illuminated like some robot-angel calling me forth to the Lexus where she will ferry me off to that planet of monotonous peace that special otherworldly place where all the residents are relaxed and confident and completely numb. Your life will. Get better in. Six. Point four. Million. Miles.

Death was driving an emerald-green Lexus.

Prudence was waiting for us when we arrived, and I saw her visibly wince as I pulled the Fiesta into the parking space beside her Lexus, like an automotive version of Lady in the Tramp.

I am emotional about engines, if you hurt my car, you hurt my heart.

Some economists argue that the apparent paradox rests on an illusion: there is no real 'labor shortage,' only a shortage of people willing to work at the wages currently being offered. You might as well talk about a 'Lexus shortage' — which there is, in a sense, for anyone unwilling to pay $40,000 for a car.

My friend Jenni calls them Sunshine Stealers. Men who have been at it a little too long, who are tired of the ride but can't get off. They're looking for some new form of energy, of approval. It's linked with sex, but it's not the same. What they want to take from you is way worse than your thong in the back of their Lexus. It's ideas, curiosity, an excitement about getting up in the morning and making things.

Now go bring back someone’s head on the front of your Lexus for Mommy, okay?" Ellery's mother to him

Why do you think they don’t like me? They hired me for God’s sake. It’s not like there was any mystery about my history.” “I heard you used iambic pentameter once when you should have used a catalexis.” “Huh?” “Believe me, whatever the reason is, it will make as much sense.” Swift thought this over. Max was probably right, but it was still a weird, unhappy feeling. His mouth curved. “Do you really know what catalexis is?” “Not a clue. I heard you mention it once. It stuck in my memory because it sounds like a cross between a Cadillac and a Lexus.

You can be a rich person alone. You can be a smart person alone. But you cannot be a complete person alone. For that you must be part of, and rooted in, an olive grove. This truth was once beautifully conveyed by Rabbi Harold S. Kushner in his interpretation of a scene from Gabriel García Márquez’s classic novel One Hundred Years of Solitude: Márquez tells of a village where people were afflicted with a strange plague of forgetfulness, a kind of contagious amnesia. Starting with the oldest inhabitants and working its way through the population, the plague causes people to forget the names of even the most common everyday objects. One young man, still unaffected, tries to limit the damage by putting labels on everything. “This is a table,” “This is a window,” “This is a cow; it has to be milked every morning.” And at the entrance to the town, on the main road, he puts up two large signs. One reads “The name of our village is Macondo,” and the larger one reads “God exists.” The message I get from that story is that we can, and probably will, forget most of what we have learned in life—the math, the history, the chemical formulas, the address and phone number of the first house we lived in when we got married—and all that forgetting will do us no harm. But if we forget whom we belong to, and if we forget that there is a God, something profoundly human in us will be lost.

American culture is a sheep culture—long on talk about individualism, but even longer on absolute conformity. Most still believe that individuality is based on which model car you like best—commodity identity, a selection of personalities on a shelf full of products approved by the Federal Identity Administration. I’m a Taurus aspiring to be a Lexus.

Chúng ta quen nhìn dân chủ hóa như một sự kiện - giống như hình ảnh bức tường Berlin sụp đổ - nhưng thực ra dân chủ hóa là cả một quá trình.

Julie nearly fainted when I showed up at home that night with the new Lexus. The first thing she wanted to do was drive it. I let her drive all over San Francisco with the windows rolled up, because we didn’t want to lose one precious whiff of that new-car smell.

Thomas Friedman, in his best-selling book The Lexus and the Olive Tree, declared that what happened in Asia wasn’t a crisis at all. “I believe globalization did us all a favor by melting down the economies of Thailand, Korea, Malaysia, Indonesia, Mexico, Russia, and Brazil in the 1990s, because it laid bare a lot of rotten practices and institutions,

Do you really know what catalexis is?" "Not a clue. I heard you mention it once. It stuck in my memory because it sounds like a cross between a Cadillac and a Lexus.

Asking someone else to drive your sports car is like asking someone else to kiss your girlfriend.

Today more than ever, the traditional boundaries between politics, culture, technology, finance, national security and ecology are disappearing. You often cannot explain one without referring to the others, and you cannot explain the whole without reference to them all.

Mientras recogía las bolsas de la compra, un familiar Lexus berlina color coñac se detuvo a su lado. La ventanilla del conductor bajó apareció el rostro del Duque del Infierno en persona, sonrisa burlona incluida. _ Pareces una vagabunda. Sugar Beth supuso que lo decía por las bolsas, no por sus tejanos o su cazadora de motera. _ Gracias, que tengas un buen día tú también. Él la contempló a través de unas gafas sin montura. _ ¿Quieres que te lleve? _ ¿Dejas subir plebeyos a tu carruaje? _ Hoy me siento benevolente. _ Es mi día de suerte.

External effects are everywhere. Almost every major transaction we make affects other people who are not a party to the transaction. When someone buys a Lexus, he sets a new standard for the street. When a firm advertises a Barbie doll, it creates a want that was not there before.

Matt had his back to the house and his hands braced against a black Lexus. Holy fuck. This was textbook sketchy. Black car, strange man, middle of the night. Maybe I was about to be abducted. Maybe I was about to become one of those news stories that makes people say, “I feel bad for the girl, but she was asking for trouble.

Among all the machines, motorcar is my favorite machine.

He sat in his wife's Lexus sedan, parked on Burgundy across from the Hotel St. Pierre. He dared not bring his FBI-issue Ford four-door. A third-grader could spot it as a Fedmobile.

I am so obsessed with the cars that sometimes I feel like my heart is not a muscle, it's an engine.

It was becoming more and more evident that Salem was a town that celebrated individuality, a real live-and-let-live kind of place. Melody felt a gut punch of regret. Her old nose would have fit in here. "Look!" She pointed at the multicolored car whizzing by. Its black door were from a Mercedes coupe, the white hood from a BMW; the silver trunk was Jaguar, the red convertible top was Lexus, the whitewall tires were Bentley, the sound system was Bose, and the music was classical. A hood ornament from each model dangled from the rear view mirror. Its license plate appropriately read MUTT. "That car looks like a moving Benton ad." "Or a pileup on Rodeo drive." Candace snapped a picture with her iPhone and e-mailed to her friends back home. They responded instantly with a shot of what they were doing. It must have involved the mall because Candace picked up her pace and began asking anyone under the age of fifty where the cool people hung out.

Điều tôi chợt nghĩ lúc đó là chiếc Lexus và cây Ô liu tượng trưng khá hay cho thời Hậu Chiến tranh lạnh: Một nửa thế giới ra khỏi cuộc chiến, cố gắng sản xuất và cải tiến cho chiếc xe Lexus sang trọng, giành hết sức cho hiện đại hóa, tinh giản và tư nhân hóa nền kinh tế của họ để tiến bộ trong thời toàn cầu hóa. Còn nửa kia của thế giói - nhiều khi là phân nửa của một đất nước, hay là phân nửa của một cá nhân - vẫn tiếp tục tranh giành xem ai là chủ của một cây Ô liu nào đó.

Judging from the contents of her shopping cart—imported cheese, organic raspberries, fruit wash spray—she is the exact quality of parent we need at Galer Street. I saw her in the parking lot. She was driving a Lexus. Not a Mercedes, but close enough!

The gossip theory might sound like a joke, but numerous studies support it. Even today the vast majority of human communication – whether in the form of emails, phone calls or newspaper columns – is gossip. It comes so naturally to us that it seems as if our language evolved for this very purpose. Do you think that history professors chat about the reasons for the First World War when they meet for lunch, or that nuclear physicists spend their coffee breaks at scientific conferences talking about quarks? Sometimes. But more often, they gossip about the professor who caught her husband cheating, or the quarrel between the head of the department and the dean, or the rumours that a colleague used his research funds to buy a Lexus. Gossip usually focuses on wrongdoings. Rumour-mongers are the original fourth estate, journalists who inform society about and thus protect it from cheats and freeloaders. Most

It never was about the musician or the instrument - it was about the laser notes in a hall of mirrors, the music itself. It was going to change the world for the better and it has. Maybe not as fast or as much as we wanted, but it has and it still will. Whether your name is Mozart, or Django Reinhardt, or Robert Johnson, or Jimi Hendrix, or whoever is next; who you are doesn't matter so long as you can open that conduit and let the music come through. It is the burning edge, whatever it sounds like and whoever is playing it. It is the noisy, messy, silly, invincible voice of life that comes through the LP on the turn-table, the transistor radio, or the Bose in your new Lexus that makes you want to get up out of whatever you are stuck in and dance. It is Dionysus and the Maenads all over again. No one can control it and I pity whoever tries. I am old now and only a house cat sunning herself in the window - but I was a tigress once, and I remember. I still remember.

Một đất nước không có những rặng cây Ô liu khỏe khoắn sẽ không bao giờ có được cảm giác nguồn gốc được duy trì hay an tâm để có thể đón nhận và hội nhập với thế giới. Nhưng một đất nước chỉ có rặng Ô liu không thôi, chỉ lo giữ cội rễ, mà không có xe Lexus, thì sẽ không bao giờ tiến xa được. Giữ cân bằng giữa hai yếu tố trên là một cuộc vật lộn triền miên.

Quá trình số hóa là kiến thức trọng tâm để hiểu về quá trình toàn cầu hóa ngày nay và về những điều làm cho nó trở nên độc đáo

Trong vài năm nữa, mỗi người dân trên thế giới sẽ có thể so sánh sản phẩm và cả chính phủ ở nơi họ đang sống và ở những đất nước khác.

Sự hội nhập toàn cầu đã vượt xa hiểu biết của người ta. Nhờ có toàn cầu hóa, chúng ta biết về nhau hơn trước, nhưng chúng ta không biết rõ nhau.

Xin nhắc lại cho những người theo phái thực tế đang đọc cuốn sách này: Toàn cầu hóa không chấm dứt địa-chính trị

Những nghề tốt đẹp đòi hỏi rất nhiều kỹ năng

Không có cách nào khác ngoài chuyện chấp nhận toàn cầu hóa, nếu bạn không muốn bị lạc hậu.

Toàn cầu hóa có nghĩa là chủ nghĩa tư bản kinh tế thị trường lan vào hầu hết mọi quốc gia trên thế gioii1.

Chiến tranh lạnh có cái nhìn toàn cầu riêng: thế giói được chia thành phe Xã Hội Chủ Nghĩa, phe Tư Bản Chủ Nghĩa và phe Trung Lập; nước nào cũng thuộc về một trong những phe này.

Chiến tranh lạnh không tạo lập tất cả, nhưng định hình rất nhiều thứ.

What in the world does the word ‘Lexus’ mean? It doesn’t mean anything. It’s a made-up word. An ad agency in New York came up with it at Toyota’s request. It sounds high class, expensive, and has a nice ring to it. What a strange world we live in. Some people plug away at building railroad stations, while others make tons of money cooking up sophisticated-sounding words.

Kết hợp toàn bộ các yếu tố dân chủ hóa thông tin ta thấy các chính phủ ngày nay không còn có thể bưng bít dân chúng của họ về những gì xảy ra bên ngoài lũy tre làng hay biên giới của đất nước.

Do you think that history professors chat about the reasons for the First World War when they meet for lunch, or that nuclear physicists spend their coffee breaks at scientific conferences talking about quarks? Sometimes. But more often, they gossip about the professor who caught her husband cheating, or the quarrel between the head of the department and the dean, or the rumours that a colleague used his research funds to buy a Lexus.

Theo Segaller, Timlinson chính là người sáng tạo chữ @ [a còng] để phân biệt người viết mail và nơi làm việc hay địa chỉ của người này. Khi những nhà nghiên cứu thấy được công dụng của email thì việc sử dụng chúng bùng cháy ngay, các mạng xuất hiện và hàng loạt thể loại thông số khác nhau được truyền qua lại giữa các trường đại học, cơ quan chính phủ, công ty và các hãng nghiên cứu. Nhiều mạng điện toán ra đời, nhưng như Segaller cho biết, chúng chỉ cho phép các khách hàng liên hệ trong nội bộ mỗi mạng mà thôi, vì các mạng này không "nói chuyện được với nhau". Cho đến khi hai nhà nghiên cứu Vint Cerf và Bob Kahn phát minh ra một thể thức, một loại ngôn ngữ lập trình, có thể làm các mạng "nói chuyện được với nhau", khiến cho một "gói dữ liệu" rời khỏi một mạng, di chuyển và vào qua cổng một mạng khác, mà theo Segaller, được giới thiệu hồi năm 1973 là một thứ "mạng của mạng", gọi tắt là Internet

...nếu không có kiến thức tổng hợp, không thấy được toàn cảnh - không hiểu được phương tiện kết hợp để hoàn tất hay phá hủy cứu cánh thì làm sao định ra chiến lược. Và nếu không có chiến lược thì chỉ có việc chịu trôi nổi mà thôi

Internet là trụ cột của quá trình dân chủ hóa thông tin: không có ai sở hữu Internet; Internet được phi tập trung hóa hoàn toàn; không ai có thể xóa bỏ Internet; và Internet có thể đến với từng nhà và từng con người trên hành tin.

ngày nay dân chúng không so sánh đời họ với đời cha ông họ. Họ có thêm nhiều thông tin hơn. Giờ đây họ so sánh đời họ với đời sống của dân nước láng giềng, dân nơi khác. Vì họ có thể nhận biết qua truyền hình, vệ tinh, DVD và Internet.

Điều khiến Internet nguy hiểm đối với các nhà nước độc tài, đó là các nhà nước này buộc phải cho phép nó tồn tại, vì nếu không họ sẽ bị thua thiệt về kinh tế. Nhưng nếu có Internet, họ sẽ không thể kiểm soát được thông tin như trước kia.

Ollie-O was right about buzz being “viral.” Today at Whole Foods, a woman I didn’t even recognize recognized me and said she was looking forward to my brunch. Judging from the contents of her shopping cart—imported cheese, organic raspberries, fruit wash spray—she is the exact quality of parent we need at Galer Street. I saw her in the parking lot. She was driving a Lexus. Not a Mercedes, but close enough! Did you hear? Shipping a sick child off to boarding school! Why am I not surprised?

Tai họa có thể xảy đến cực nhanh, nhưng cũng ra đi cực nhanh, nhưng rồi lại đến... Nhiều vấn nạn mới sẽ xảy ra, nhưng cũng nảy sinh nhiều giải pháp - miễn là đất nước của bạn làm ăn cho đúng đắn. Khi cuộc sống trôi đi gấp gáp thì ít ai kéo dài thêm nỗi nhớ.

Kaufman nói toàn cầu hóa các thị trường tạo một ảo tưởng là tất cả các thị trường "đều làm ăn hiệu quả, sẵn kẻ mua người bán và được tiêu chuẩn hóa thích hợp" và thêm nữa thông tin cùng mức độ minh bạch được đảm bảo trên tất cả các thị trường. Còn lâu mới thế !

Một đất nước tự đứng bên ngoài nền kinh tế toàn cầu bằng cách tự mình tách khỏi hệ thống thương mại và dòng vốn quốc tế sẽ phải đối phó với một thực tế: kỳ vọng của người dân được định hình bởi sự hiểu biết của họ về mức sống và các sản phẩm văn hóa từ thế giới bên ngoài.

Xin xây dựng mộ câu ngạn ngữ: "Lãnh đạo trên thế giới cần phải có lối nghĩ như những thống đốc (bang ở Mỹ)". Thống đốc các bang của Hoa Kỳ ngày nay được phép quyết định, có quyền hạn tương tự quyền tổng thống và thủ tướng. Họ thỉnh thoản còn có quyền điều động lực lượng Cảnh vệ Quốc Gia.

Đứng một mình, bạn không thể nào là một con người hoàn chỉnh. Một mình, bạn có thể là một người giàu có. Một mình, bạn có thể là một nhà thông thái. Nhưng bạn không bao giờ là người hoàn chỉnh nếu đứng một mình. Bạn phải là người có cội nguồn và là phần không tách khỏi của một vườn Ô liu nào đó.

Excerpt from page 113 [On Malaysia's Prime Minster's anti-capitalism and anti-globalization policies in September 1997] "Ah, excuse me, Mahathir, but what planet are you living on? You talk about participating in globalization as if it were a choice you had. Globalization isn't a choice. It's a reality. There is just one global market today, and the only way you can grown at the speed your people want to grow is by tapping into the global stock and bond markets, by seeking out multinationals to invest in your country and by selling into the global trading systems what your factories produce. And the most basic truth about globalization is: No one is in charge. You keep looking for someone to complain to, someone to take the heat off your markets, someone to blame. Well, guess what, Mahathir, there's no one on the other end of the phone!" "The Electronic Heard cuts no one any slack... The herd is not infallible. It makes mistakes too. It overreacts and it overshoots. But if your fundamentals are basically sound, the herd will eventually recognize this and come back. They herd is never stupid for too long. In the end, it always responds to good governance and good economic management.

I make twenty-eight thousand dollars a year as a deputy. My daughter wants to go to University of Mary Washington this fall. My wife has had one mastectomy and might need another,” Tom said. “Tom, I’m sorry about Barbara and I hope Allison gets into Mary Washington, but don’t sit and tell me your hard-luck story when you pushing a Gladiator truck and Barbara is rocking a Lexus and Allison is in a Mini Cooper as we sit on your twenty-by-twenty deck on the back of your brick house overlooking your in-ground pool. Don’t disrespect me like that. At least don’t disrespect me any more than you already have,

Cựu chủ tịch Hãng Truyền Hình NBC Lawrence Grossman tóm tắt gọn gàng quá trình dân chủ hóa công nghệ như thế này: "In ấn biến chúng ta thành độc giả. Photocopy biến chúng ta thành những nhà xuất bản. Truyền hình biến chúng ta thành khán giả. Và công nghệ số hóa cho phép chúng ta trở thành các hãng truyền thông.

Tất nhiên không phải ai cũng chắc chắn kiếm được công việc ngon lành - có những người vẫn phải tiếp tục chui vào bếp nấu nướng trong khi những người khác ngồi thiết kế trang web trong những cơ sở sang trọng. Nhưng một công việc và bất cứ công việc nào cũng đáng tự hào và tạo được sự ổn định trong mỗi con người.

Những trào lư dân chủ hóa tài chính, công nghệ và thông tin không những đã thổi bay những bức tường bảo vệ những trường phái khác - thổi bay sách đỏ của Mao, những nhà nước phúc lợi phương Tây kiểu cũ và những chế độ tư bản cánh hẩu ở Đông Nam Á. Ba trào lưu dân chủ hóa đó đồng thời mở đường cho một lực lượng mới ra đời trên thế giói - tôi gọi đó là Bầy Thú Điện Tử

He told me about his basic disagreement with Warren. “One of the most frequent questions asked is about a power struggle between me and Warren,” Blackmore said. “Now I don’t know what that is, but I will tell you about my own struggle. I had to struggle when I was told that there was not enough time left to help anyone repent. I struggled when I saw men who had been restored and forgiven in the days of Uncle Roy and Uncle Rulon, and now have their families swept away from them and their homes given to another. I struggled when I saw men’s wages given to the church, and then see their boss go buy a new Lexus. I can’t imagine why anyone wouldn’t struggle trying to believe there could be anything ‘Mormon’ about what was happening.

Chúng ta đang ở trong một hệ thống quốc tế mới. Hệ thống này có logic, có quy luật, có áp lực và có động lực riêng của nó - nó đáng được gọi bằng tên riêng - "Toàn Cầu Hóa". Toàn cầu hóa không chỉ là một thứ mốt kinh tế, không phải là một khuynh hướng nhất thời. Nó là một hệ thống quốc tế - một hệ thống chủ đạo, thay thế chiến tranh lạnh sau khi bức tường Berlin sụp đổ.

Hoa Kỳ được như ngày hôm nay là nhờ có 200 năm thăng trầm với những chu kỳ khủng hoảng trong việc đầu tư vào ngành đường sắt, những đổ bể trong hệ thống ngân hàng, những cuộc phá sản lớn, độc quyền sinh ra và độc quyền bị tiêu diệt và vụ vỡ thị trường chứng khoán năm 1929, vụ khủng hoảng tín dụng và các khoản vay trong những năm 80. Không có chuyện nước Mỹ bẩm sinh đã trở nên giàu có.

Một đất nước nên lo lắng cho về khả năng thiếu công ăn việc làm, hơn là chỉ chăm chăm lo lắng sự mất đi những công ty lâu đời. Điều này nghe có vẻ mâu thuẫn, nhưng thực ra không phải vậy. Nếu sợ rằng các công ty sẽ sập tiệm thì có thể bạn sẽ mất đi nhiều cơ hội làm việc. Bạn cần có sự bảo hộ phúc lời dành cho dân thất nghiệp nhưng không nên bảo hộ những công ty, những hãng xưởng không còn năng động.

Theo đuổi sự thịnh vượng hay đồng nghĩa với sự truy tìm thông tin và ứng dụng thông tin vào các phương tiện sản xuất. Luật lệ, tập quán, kỹ năng và tài năng cần thiết để tìm kiếm, thu nhập, sản xuất, bảo tồn và khai thác thông tin hiện đang là những tài sản quan trọng nhất của nhân loại. Cuộc cạnh tranh để tìm cho ra loại thông tin tốt nhất đã thay thế cho cuộc cạnh tranh để chiếm được những cánh đồng hay mỏ than giàu có nhất

Chính vì thế, ngày nay không còn khái niệm thế giới thứ nhất, thứ nhì hay thứ ba nữa. Ngày nay chỉ còn là thế giới phát triển nhanh, và thế giới phát triển chậm chạp - thế giới của những người bị đào thải sang bên lề hay của những người tự chọn theo lối sống biệt lập không muốn nhập vào cánh đồng rộng lớn nói trên. Những người đó có thể cho rằng, cái thế giới ấy đi quá nhanh, đáng sợ quá, đồng hóa nhiều quá hay đòi hỏi nhiều quá.

But maybe her marriage wasn't a Lexus. Maybe it was a Pinto--one of those cars famous for blowing up when rear-ended. As she waited for the mechanics to fix her car, she walked out the back door to the wrecking yard and through the aisles of totaled cars and pickups, vehicles that other people had decided weren't worth fixing. She felt just like them. She felt like that Buick with the driver's-side door so crushed that the driver was undoubtedly hurt, but from the look of the other side, the passenger likely skated through unscathed. She felt like the Saturn with the shattered windshield through which no one could see what lay ahead. It looked as if it had been sandwiched in a multicar pileup. Jill knew exactly how it felt to crash into one thing and then get smashed from behind. She studied that Saturn and wondered whether it would have been salvageable if it had only been rear-ended instead of sandwiched, and she wondered if the same was true about her marriage.

Điều đó giải thích vì sao trong một số nước, sự chống đối toàn cầu hóa mạnh mẽ nhất không đến từ nhóm dân chúng nghèo đói, mà từ những kẻ "vốn xưa nay..." trong giới trung lưu và trung lưu lớp dưới, những người được hưởng sự ổn định trong những hệ thống cộng sản, xã hội chủ nghĩa hay nhà nước phúc lợi khác. Khi họ thấy những bức tường phòng hộ sụp đổ, khi những cuộc chơi thiếu thành thực mà trước kia họ tham gia kiếm lợi, những lưới bảo hiểm xã hội, bị thu nhỏ lại - họ trở nên rất thất vọng.

Tổng thống Mexico có thể đã bay sang New York, quy tụ hơn 20 ngân hàng lớn đã cho đất nước của ông vay tiền và tuyên bố như sau: "Thưa các quý vị, chúng tôi đã bị khánh tận. Và quý vị có biết câu ngạn ngữ này không: nếu một người vay của bạn 1000 USD thì đó là vấn đề của anh ta. Nhưng nếu một người vay bạn 10 triệu USD, thì đó là vấn nạn của bạn. Vâng, chúng tôi chính là vấn nạn của quý vị. Chúng tôi không thể thanh toán cho quý vị được. Vậy xin quý vị làm ơn đàm phán lại, thay đổi định hạn thanh toán và tiếp tục cấp thêm tín dụng cho chúng tôi.

We'd reached the parking lot. Alex stopped. "You drive to school?" I demanded. He gestured me ahead of him through the break in the chain fence. "We don't all live five blocks away," he shot back. "It's eight, actually." "Fine,eight. And sometimes I walk." I pictured the stretch between Willing and Society Hill, where I knew he lived somewhere near Sadie. It was quite a distance, and not a particularly scenic one, especially at seven thirty in the morning. "Yeah? When was the last time?" He didn't answer immediately, leading the way now between the parked cars. He passed a big Jeep that still had its dealer plates, a low-slung-two-door Lexus, and a sick black BMW that all looked like just the sort of cars he would own. "April of last year," he admitted finally. "But it pissed rain on me the whole time, so that's gotta count for something." He stopped by the dented passenger door of an old green Mustang. "Your carriage, my lady." "Really? This is your car?" The door made a very scary sound when he opened it. "It's clean," he snapped, and I realized he'd totally missed my point. "It's amazing.

Nguyên mẫu Internet được trình làng vào năm 1969, mang tên ARPAnet - một mạng nội bộ thô sơ nói giữa Bộ Quốc Phòng Hoa Kỳ và một số trường đại học, và phòng thí nghiệm của chính phủ. Được Lầu Năm Góc tài trợ, ARPAnet giúp cho một nhóm các nhà nghiên cứu trao đổi ý kiến và thông số, họ tiết kiệm được thời gian dùng máy tính và phương tiện, thông qua mạng nội này. Lúc đó máy tính còn yếu và thiếu thốn, qua mạng nội bộ, kỹ thuật viên ở trung UCLA có thể chạy được các chương trình trên các máy tính đặt ở Cambridge, Massachusetts, và nhân viên ở những nơi đó trao đổi dữ liệu với nhau.

Trung Quốc sẽ không thể đánh cắp được điều bí mật quan trọng nhất của Hoa Kỳ. Đó là lối sống của người Mỹ. Lối sống trong một xã hội mở. Trong một xã hội khóa kín, bao giờ bạn cũng phải chiếm giữ một bí quyết nào đó để tồn tại, vì bao giờ ở ngoài đời cũng có một sáng kiến mới nào đó xuất hiện và bạn phải cố đoạt cho được. Những xã ội đóng kín không phải là không thể sáng tạo, nhưng chúng không có được môi trường và khả năng cho phép luôn đổi mới, luôn sáng tạo nhiều như trong xã hội mở. Sống trong một xã hội mở cửa, sức mạnh của bạn đến từ chính sự cởi mở và tinh thần sáng tạo và sự hăng say do sự cởi mở mang lại. Khi người Trung Quốc bắt chước được điều đó thì tôi mới lo thực sự vì họ sẽ là những người cạnh tranh.

I glance up and nearly squeal in shock as the same hunky mechanic stares down at me. How did he see me back here? This spot is super secluded, and no one ever sits here. “Can I help you?” I ask, pulling my earbuds out and taking in the broad width of his shoulders. Today, Mr. Book Boyfriend is wearing blue jeans and a black, fitted Tire Depot T-shirt. He’s much cleaner than he was yesterday in his dirty coveralls that made me reconsider the profession of my current book hero. “You’re back,” he states knowingly, his stunning blue eyes drinking in my yoga pants, T-shirt, and a baseball cap. “I, um…had an issue with one of my tires. The guys are fixing it.” “Which guys?” he asks, crossing his tan, sculpted arms over his chest. I have to crane my neck back completely to even reach his face he’s so tall. “I’m not really sure.” “Okay, well, which car?” he inquires, running a hand through his trim black hair. Damn, he’s really got that tall, dark, and handsome thing down to a T. He looks almost Mediterranean. Le swoon! I swallow slowly. “Um…I drive a Cadillac SRX.” “A Cadillac?” He barks out a small laugh. “Isn’t that kind of an old lady car?” My brows furrow. “It’s not an old lady car. It’s a luxury SUV. It’s wonderful. I have heating and cooling seats.” “Well, if you have that kind of money to spend on a vehicle, you should look at a Lexus or a BMW. Much more sexy feel to the body. You’d look pretty damn hot driving a Lexus LX.” “Maybe I’m not trying to look hot. Maybe I like looking like an old lady.” That was a really unhot thing to say, but Book Boyfriend booms with laughter and squats down next to me.

Nhà nước trở nên quan trọng hơn, điều đó đã rõ, nhưng điều khác biệt giờ đây là định nghĩa - thế nào là Nhà nước. Trong chiến tranh lạnh, kích thước của nhà nước là tất cả. Bạn cần có một nhà nước hùng mạnh để đối trọng lẫn nhau, xây những bức tường bảo vệ ở xung quanh đất nước và duy trì một hệ thống phúc lợi xã hội để mua đứt những người lao động của bạn, tránh khả năng họ đi về phía bên kia. Trong toàn cầu hóa, chất lượng của nhà nước là điều quan trọng nhất. Bạn cần có một bộ máy nhà nước có kích thước nhỏ hơn, vì bạn cần thị trường, chứ không phải một thứ chính phủ trì trệ và béo múp míp, đứng ra điều tiết và cung ứng vốn. Bạn cần một bộ máy nhà nước năng động, thông minh và chất lượng hơn, trong đó bộ máy hành chính có khả năng quản lý về luật pháp một thị trường tự do, thay vì thả lỏng cho thị trường hoành hành.

Do you think that history professors chat about the reasons for World War One when they meet for lunch, or that nuclear physicists spend their coffee breaks at scientific conferences talking about quarks? Sometimes. But more often, they gossip about the professor who caught her husband cheating, or the quarrel between the head of the department and the dean, or the rumours that a colleague used his research funds to buy a Lexus.

Audi takes on Lexus’s automatic parking systems with ads that say Audi drivers know how to park their own cars.

His mouth curved. “Do you really know what catalexis is?” “Not a clue. I heard you mention it once. It stuck in my memory because it sounds like a cross between a Cadillac and a Lexus.

Nwunye m, sometimes life begins when marriage ends.” “You and your university talk. Is this what you tell your students?” Mama was smiling. “Seriously, yes. But they marry earlier and earlier these days. What is the use of a degree, they ask me, when we cannot find a job after graduation?” “At least somebody will take care of them when they marry.” “I don’t know who will take care of whom. Six girls in my first-year seminar class are married, their husbands visit in Mercedes and Lexus cars every weekend, their husbands buy them stereos and textbooks and refrigerators, and when they graduate, the husbands own them and their degrees. Don’t you see?” Mama shook her head. “University talk again. A husband crowns a woman’s life, Ifeoma. It is what they want.” “It is what they think they want. But how can I blame them? Look what this military tyrant is doing to our country.

A critical but often ignored impact of FDI is that on the (current and future) domestic competitors. An entry by a TNC through FDI can destroy existing national firms that could have 'grown up' into successful operations without this premature exposure to competition, or it can pre-empt the emergence of domestic competitors. In such cases, short-run productive capabilities are enhanced, as the TNC subsidiary replacing the (current and future) national firms is usually more productive than the latter. But the level of productive capability that the country can attain in the long run becomes lower as a result. This is because TNCs do not, as a rule, transfer the most valuable activities outside their home country, as I will discuss in greater detail later. As a result, there will be a definite ceiling on the level of sophistication that a TNC subsidiary can reach in the long run. To go back to the Toyota example in chapter 1, had Japan liberalized FDI in its automobile industry in the 1960s, Toyota definitely wouldn't be producing the Lexus today-it would have wiped out or, more likely, have become a valued subsidiary of an American carmaker. Given this, a developing country may reasonably decide to forego short-term benefits from FDI in order to increase the chance for its domestic firms to engage in higher-level activities in the long run, by banning FDI in certain sectors or regulating it. This is exactly the same logic as that of infant industry protection that I discussed in the earlier chapters-a country gives up the short-run benefits of free trade in order to create higher productive capabilities in the long run. And it is why, historically, most economic success stories have resorted to regulation of FDI, often in a Draconian manner, as I shall now show.

Cole was still working on the car when a dark green Lexus stopped across his drive. Cole straightened, and was surprised to see Pike and a young woman with ragged hair and big sunglasses get out. The girl looked wary, and Pike was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves down. Pike never wore long-sleeved shirts. Cole limped out to meet them. “Joseph. You should have told me we had guests. I would have cleaned up.” Cole smiled at the girl, spreading his hands to show off his gym shorts, bare feet, and wax on, wax off T-shirt. Mr. Personable, making a joke of his sweat-soaked appearance. “I’m Elvis. This is me, doing my Ralph Macchio impersonation.” The girl painted him with a smile that was smart and sharp, and jerked a thumb at Pike. “Thank God you have a personality. Riding around with him is like riding with a corpse.” “Only until you get to know him. Then you can’t shut him up.” Cole noticed how Pike touched her back without familiarity, moving her into the carport. Pike said, “Let’s go in.” Cole glanced at the Lexus, already sensing this wasn’t a social visit.

Jesus Christ, Brownell. What in hell’s got you so scared?” The bar door opened and the blond guy from the Lexus came in. He was maybe six-two, with hard shoulders and sharp features and ice blue eyes that looked at you without blinking. He stepped out of the door to make room for his friend, and the friend needed all the room he could get: He was a huge man, maybe six-five, with great sloping shoulders, an enormous protruding gut, and the kind of waddle serious powerlifters get. His thighs were as thick as a couple of twenty gallon garbage cans. The buzz cut was wearing a blue sport coat over a yellow T-shirt and jeans, but his friend was decked out in a truly bad islander shirt, baggy shorts, and high-top Keds. The big guy had a great dopey grin on his face, and he was slurping on a yellow sucker. The buzz cut said, “Willie.

I didn’t know for sure if Lexus Wren was one of us, but I was hopeful. William Wren had never named any names, but only a powerful relationship could generate the kind of energy needed to pull off the things he was accused of. There were few bonds closer than the one between a father and a daughter.

H e’d only said six words to me, and already that dude was getting on my nerves. I knew Jaxson was supposedly hot shit around here, but if he thought that meant he could take whatever he wanted, he had another thing coming. Lexus wasn’t up for grabs. Unless she wanted to be, of course. I wasn’t a total caveman, dragging her off like a prize. But I wasn’t about to give her up without a fight.

The two girls piled into Natalie’s new sporty Lexus, a graduation present from her parents,

You don’t have to buy me groceries, Griffin. I’m fine.” He grabbed my arm, his voice pleading. “I want to, Lexus. Please. And you’re not fine, and it’s okay to admit it. I’ve been there, you know? I’ve lived with some crappy families, and I wished someone would’ve noticed and offered to help. Will you please let me help you?

I ’m not very good at recognizing trouble before I get into cahoots with it, or, at least that’s what my brother likes to tell me, but when I first laid eyes on Lexus Wren, I knew right away that she was something. Maybe she’s trouble, maybe she’s my true love, heck, she might even be the key to my destiny — who knows? All I know is that there’s something about her that sends arrows of fire shooting through my insides like meteors heading for a collision.

It interests me that there is no end of fictions, and facts made over in the forms of fictions. Because we class them under so many different rubrics, and media, and means of delivery, we don't recognize the sheer proliferation and seamlessness of them. I think at some level of scale or perspective, the police drama in which a criminal is shot, the hospital in which the doctors massage a heart back to life, the news video in which jihadists behead a hostage, and the human-interest story of a child who gets his fondest wish (a tourist trip somewhere) become the same sorts of drama. They are representations of strong experience, which, as they multiply, began to dedifferentiate in our uptake of them, despite our names and categories and distinctions... I say I watch the news to "know". But I don't really know anything. Certainly I can't do anything. I know that there is a war in Iraq, but I knew that already. I know that there are fires and car accidents in my state and in my country, but that, too, I knew already. With each particular piece of footage, I know nothing more than I did before. I feel something, or I don't feel something. One way I am likely to feel is virtuous and "responsible" for knowing more of these things that I can do nothing about. Surely this feeling is wrong, even contemptible. I am not sure anymore what I feel. What is it like to watch a human being's beheading? The first showing of the video is bad. The second, fifth, tenth, hundredth are—like one's own experiences—retained, recountable, real, and yet dreamlike. Some describe the repetition as "numbing". "Numbing" is very imprecise. I think the feeling, finally, is of something like envelopment and even satisfaction at having endured the worst without quite caring or being tormented. It is the paradoxically calm satisfaction of having been enveloped in a weak or placid "real" that another person endured as the worst experience imaginable, in his personal frenzy, fear, and desperation, which we view from the outside as the simple occurrence of a death... I see: Severed heads. The Extra Value Meal. Kohl-gray eyelids. A holiday sale at Kohl's. Red seeping between the fingers of the gloved hand that presses the wound. "Doctor, can you save him?" "We'll do our best." The dining room of the newly renovated house, done in red. Often a bold color is best. The kids are grateful for their playroom. The bad guy falls down, shot. The detectives get shot. The new Lexus is now available for lease. On CNN, with a downed helicopter in the background, a peaceful field of reeds waves in the foreground. One after another the reeds are bent, broken, by boot treads advancing with the camera. The cameraman, as savior, locates the surviving American airman. He shoots him dead. It was a terrorist video. They run it again. Scenes from ads: sales, roads, ordinary calm shopping, daily life. Tarpaulined bodies in the street. The blue of the sky advertises the new car's color. Whatever you could suffer will have been recorded in the suffering of someone else. Red Lobster holds a shrimp festival. Clorox gets out blood. Advil stops pain fast. Some of us are going to need something stronger.

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over the barrier and through the grass into fucking hell I go one lane silver car two lanes horns horns horns three lanes SEMI WHAT’S A FUCKING SEMI DOING ON THE FDR IT’S TOO TALL YOU STUPID UPSTATE HICK screaming four lanes GREEN TAXI screaming Smart Car hahaha cute five lanes moving truck six lanes and the blue Lexus actually brushes up against my clothes as it blares past screaming screaming screaming

A LITTLE AFTER FIVE, he went out to the Lexus SUV that he drove outside the Cities, and took off for Wisconsin. He was not in a mood for the scenic tour, so he went straight up I-35 to Highway 8, then east through Chisago City and Lindstrom and past Center City to Taylors Falls, then across the St. Croix into Wisconsin, north on Highway 82, off on River Road and finally, down a dirt lane lined with beech and oak trees to a redwood house perched on a bluff over the river. The front door was propped open with a river rock. The governor was sitting on a four-season porch, already closed in for the winter, that looked over the river valley. When Lucas banged on the screen door, he called, “Straight through to the porch. Get a beer out of the kitchen, or make yourself a drink.

The gossip theory might sound like a joke, but numerous studies support it. Even today the vast majority of human communication – whether in the form of emails, phone calls or newspaper columns – is gossip. It comes so naturally to us that it seems as if our language evolved for this very purpose. Do you think that history professors chat about the reasons for World War One when they meet for lunch, or that nuclear physicists spend their coffee breaks at scientific conferences talking about quarks? Sometimes. But more often, they gossip about the professor who caught her husband cheating, or the quarrel between the head of the department and the dean, or the rumours that a colleague used his research funds to buy a Lexus. Gossip usually focuses on wrongdoings. Rumour-mongers are the original fourth estate, journalists who inform society about and thus protect it from cheats and freeloaders.

blue Lexus were parked in the double

The Rapper from Dallas Words are the beads I string on my necklace, Each mornin' in Texas, right before breakfast. I go down my checklist, y'all must respect this, I love cruisin' reckless the I-35 in my Lexus. I'm The Rapper from Dallas, yo, I wish you no malice, I bust rhymes with my phallus in my Texas dream palace.

So, as I wrote in the paperback edition of The Lexus and the Olive Tree, I started telling anyone who asked “Is God in cyberspace?” that the answer is “no”—but He wants to be there. But only we can bring Him there by how we act there. God celebrates a universe with such human freedom because He knows that the only way He is truly manifest in the world is not if He intervenes but if we all choose sanctity and morality in an environment where we are free to choose anything. As Rabbi Marx put it, “In the postbiblical Jewish view of the world, you cannot be moral unless you are totally free. If you are not free, you are really not empowered, and if you are not empowered the choices that you make are not entirely your own. What God says about cyberspace is that you are really free there, and I hope you make the right choices, because if you do I will be present.” The

I love the wheels, I mean steering wheel.

BLAKE: You look beautiful tonight. Instead of bolting for my car like any sane person would have, I looked around until I found him. Well, running to my car wouldn’t have helped much; he was parked right next to it and leaning against the driver’s door of his shiny little Lexus. How did he know I was here? If he didn’t know I was here, what is he doing here at two in the morning? Oh my word, he’s been following me! No, that’s ridiculous; come on, Rachel, get a grip. He is not following you. Frick, I really need to stop thinking the world and everyone in it revolves around me. He just happened to be here and saw your car. That’s all. Right? Right. I took a few steps closer to the cars and took a deep breath as I dropped my phone back into my purse, trying to calm myself down. “Hi, Blake.” “I was starting to think you would never leave. I’ve been out here for hours.” Oh God, he has been waiting for me! Those words were creepy enough, but paired with the sexy, innocent smile they seemed even worse. I meant for my voice to sound strong and annoyed but it was barely a whisper. “Why are you following me?” “Following you? I’m not following you. Candice told me you were waiting for me to pick you up from the study group. Jesus, Rachel, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost; are you all right?” “Candice said what? No, I was definitely not waiting for you; I drove myself here. That should be obvious, since you’re parked next to my Jeep.” I didn’t know what was going on, but I wanted to get out of there and away from him. Now. “Yeah, but your car isn’t starting. Which is why I’m here.” He said every word slowly, like I was a child or something. “Don’t you remember, Rachel? You called her almost three hours ago, but she was busy, so you told her to call me. Are you feeling okay? Come on, get in the car. I’ll get you back to your room.” “I am not getting in your car, I’ll drive myself back!” With that I took the last few steps to my car, got in, locked the door, and put the key in the ignition. I turned it but nothing happened. There wasn’t even a click. What had happened to my car? I knew I hadn’t called Candice. And even then, if I’d wanted Blake to pick me up I would have called him myself. Someone tapped on the window and even though I knew who it was, I still jumped. “Come on, Rach, this is dumb. Just get in the car and I’ll take you back. I’ll get your car towed in a couple hours.” There was no point in trying to call someone else. It was two in the morning, everyone was asleep, and I definitely couldn’t walk back at this hour. I grimaced and opened the door. “That’s my girl. Come on, let’s go.” He helped me into his car, then got in beside me. This time he didn’t put his hand on my thigh. The

M...maybe,’ I stutter. ‘Whatever the reason, this woman has problems. We need to be compassionate, show understanding.’ ‘Or slice her head off. I have plastic bags.’ Sure. We could toss her in the car beside her partner, then drive to the mall where I dumped Macey and line up all three bodies together in the Lexus. Hell, why not steal Connie’s corpse from the morgue to complete the set?

Pike glanced at Cole and Cole shrugged. “I have everything I need from here to go forward. I can take her back.” Larkin squinted at Cole, still tense with irritation. “Was there something here I missed?” Pike said, “He’s taking you back to the house. He’ll stay with you until I get back.” Pike started back to the Lexus, but the girl followed him.