Ls With Quotes

... People with great passions, people who accomplish great deeds, people who possess strong feelings, even people with great minds and a strong personality, rarely come out of good little boys and girls.

You're the fire burning inside of me.

Through others, we become ourselves.

All the motives for murder are covered by four Ls: Love, Lust, Lucre and Loathing.

2:36 am 2 am is for the poets who can’t sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who’s not there For the alcoholics drinking themselves into amnesia to forget some who left 2am is not for the lovers asleep in each other’s arms It is for the lonely. the ones who are in love with the loved but are not loved in return.

I once read somewhere that people would worry much less about what others thought of them if they realized how seldom they did so.

I suggest to wash tongues and heads with soap for some people. But I'm not sure that it would help; so you should just try to THINK.

Lux’s frequent forged excuses from phys. ed. She always used the same method, faking the rigid t’s and b’s of her mother’s signature and then, to distinguish her own handwriting, penning her signature, Lux Lisbon, below, the two beseeching L’s reaching out for each other over the ditch of the u and barbed-wire x.

Every day, I am thinking: 'How can I lead all living beings to enter the unsurpassed way so as to quickly acquire the body of a Buddha?" (LS 16: 3.23) Lotus Sutra, Chapter 16, Section 3, Paragraph 23

Wealth creeps under your epidermis like poison. It invades your posture, your gestures, the way you carry yourself.

Mi padre solía decir: «Yo protegeré tu libertad, Malala. Sigue tus sueños».

Among all the sutras I have expounded, Lotus Sutra is the first and foremost! If you are able to uphold the Lotus Sutra, it means you are able to uphold the body of a Buddha!” (LS 11: 3.35) Lotus Sutra, Chapter 11, Section 3, Paragraph 35

The strangest things in life, are often closer to reality, than reality would like to admit.

'Translations,' Lateran said scornfully, examining the bruises along Kestrel's ribs. 'Like caressing your lover through a burlap sack. You get the gesture of the thing, but not the nuance, and it is overall an irritating experience.'

Among all shravakas and pratyekabuddhas, bodhisattvas are the foremost. So is the Lotus Sutra; among all sutras, it is the foremost! Just as the Buddha is the King of the Law; so is the Lotus Sutra, it is the King of all Sutras!" (LS 23:2.16) Lotus Sutra, Chapter 23, Section 2, Paragraph 16

He's a moron being an asshole. You don't shoot people for being assholes, or the human race would be extinct.

Cuando alguien te quita el bolígrafo, te das cuenta de lo importante que es la educación.

The purpose of TV channels is not to entertain, ls to force one to watch commercials

Hate is better. Hate keeps you cold, keeps you moving fast, keeps you lonely. If you need to make yourself into someone else, loneliness is a good place to start.

Jinnah había dicho: «Ninguna lucha puede tener éxito si las mujeres no participan en ella junto a los hombres. Hay dos poderes en el mundo: uno es la espada y otro la pluma. Hay un tercer poder más fuerte que los dos, el de las mujeres».

Being civilized meant knowing about the right things. However much people pretend that doesn't matter, it's true. Disclaiming that is as foolish as thinking that beauty doesn't matter. And to get among the right things, you have to be among the people who possess them. Since one also likes to be thorough, knowing the difference between a hereditary and an honorary marquess always comes in handy.

The three l’s of being are life, light and love.

Autumn burned Deep red and amber, An inferno of intense Terrifying beauty, Devouring feverishly Everything in Her path.

Sometimes, just sometimes, if you close your eyes and wish really hard, life can be just like a movie.

Choices are made before explanations, whether or not we care to know it.

'Can you tell me,' Willim said, the heat in his face unwilling to subside, 'just when I lost my mind? Was it recent, or have I always been an idiot?'

Let the story of my neice and nephews be a warning. The more you know, the more danger you are in. And trust me, you don't want to meddle with the Little People. - L.S.

Why is it that the people who can afford all the fun in the world have discovered only such limited ways of having it? I'm not anti-drugs, exactly; it's just that I prefer the doors of my own perception to remain firmly bolted.

Pope John Paul II returned to this theme, condemning state-recognized same-sex unions as parodic versions of authentic families, “based on individual egoism” rather than genuine love. Justifying that condemnation, he observed, “Such a ‘caricature’ has no future and cannot give future to any society”. Queers must respond to the violent force of such constant provocations not only by insisting on our equal right to the social order’s prerogatives, not only by avowing our capacity to promote that order’s coherence and integrity, but also by saying explicitly what Law and the Pope and the whole of the Symbolic order for which they stand hear anyway in each and every expression or manifestation of queer sexuality: Fuck the social order and the Child in whose name we’re collectively terrorized; fuck Annie; fuck the waif from Les Mis; fuck the poor, innocent kid on the Net; fuck Laws both with capital ls and small; fuck the whole network of Symbolic relations and the future that serves as its prop.

Christian faith is fact, but not bare fact; it is poetry, but not imagination. Like the arch which grows stronger precisely by dint of the weight you place upon it, so the story of the Gospels bears, with reassuring strength, the devotion of the centuries to Jesus as the Christ. What is music, asked Walt Whitman, but what awakens within you when you listen to the instrument? And Jesus is the music of the reality of God, and faith is what awakens when we hearken.ls

Some people are story collectors. While others collect seashells, or stuffed animals, or stamps, story collectors wrap themselves in words, surround themselves with sentences, and play with participle, even those pesky, perky dangling ones. They climb over Cs and mount Ms and lounge in Ls. Soon enough they land in the land of homonyms, then, wham! They stumble into onomatopoeia, that lovely creaking, booming bit of wordplay - and that, Dear Friend, is where our story begins.

We should strive to matter as much as we possibly can and guard ourselves against the inevitable temptations that would cheapen our accomplishments.

if the wrong people are not criticizing you, then you may not be doing the right things!

He who has a Why to live for can bear almost any How.

greatness polarizes. It attracts rabid fans on one side and just-as-rabid anti-fans on the other.

If you focus any energy trying to please those you’re not for, you will change how you do things and simultaneously stop thrilling those you are for!3

Success is the product of many components, of which one of the most prominent is focus.

As a kingdom divided against itself cannot stand, so every mind divided among different studies is confused and weakened.

The less talented we are, the more focused we must be.

Our greatest fear should not be that we won’t succeed, but rather that we will succeed at something that doesn’t matter.

To succeed without meaning is not to succeed at all.

Happiness is the by-product of doing the right things in life. And the “right things” always involve serving and loving and caring and contributing to others.

Time, used correctly, is among your most potent assets.

many of the top masters in their fields long ago had to learn to stop listening to themselves and instead begin talking to themselves.

Nothing of significance was ever achieved without negative input from other people.

Remember that if what you’re fighting for matters, the obstacles don’t.

the more you stick to what is uniquely yours and the more authentic you are in what you do, the more interesting it is to others and the more marketable it is.

Our failures should not define us, but rather they should refine us.

you return like autumn, and i fall every time

Let the insatiable cold burn down my lungs to distract this brain of mine.

Yo os haría una pregunta, señor ¿por qué, entre todas ls ideas funestas que pasan por la cabeza de una religiosa desesperada, no está la de pegarle fuego a la casa?

Remember my child, listen and learn With a story like this, the lessons were earned

Orrin Woodward relates this principle to people who claim to have thirty years of work experience, when actually in many cases, they merely have one year of experience thirty times over.

As the boys steadily and monotonously drove the raft toward mid-stream it was no doubt understood that these orders were given only for "style," and were not intended to mean anything in particular. "What sail's she carrying?" "Courses, tops'ls, and flying-jib, sir." "Send the r'yals up! Lay out aloft, there, half a dozen of ye—foretopmaststuns'l! Lively, now!" "Aye-aye, sir!" "Shake out that maintogalans'l! Sheets and braces! NOW my hearties!" "Aye-aye, sir!" "Hellum-a-lee—hard a port! Stand by to meet her when she comes! Port, port! NOW, men! With a will! Stead-y-y-y!" "Steady it is, sir!

O Dionysus O Dionysus, Plague me with your Drunken spirit, Fill my veins with the rush, With the ecstasy and the bliss, Let me revel in your happiness O Dionysus, I beg you drive me insane Drive me far So far, I can never come back down, My mind cannot go on, Let me revel in your happiness O Dionysus, I want it all, I want to dream of trees Becoming drops of colours, I want to dream of honey Bubbling from the grounds, I want to dream of clouds Dancing and dancing, I want to feel, To feel and feel and feel, Until I can feel no more O Dionysus, You have my cure, But you won't give it To me.

Follar puede ser un placer totalmente exento de complicaciones, tan antiguo y elemental como el sabor a sal y tierra de una aceituna, o como un vaso de agua fresca tras una larga y polvorienta caminata.

El més important no és preguntar-se si les dones són animals sinó si les dones s'han de venjar del mal que se'ls ha fet. O bé si han de perdonar els homes i, amb això, aconseguir que se'ls obrin les portes del cel.

Americans today, ideology has become a powerful marker of identity. Ps, Cs, and Ls are now rivalrous, hostile tribes. As such, they have developed linguistic differences and negative stereotypes of one another, which the three-axis model can help to articulate. Within a tribe, political language is used to reassure others of one's loyalty to the tribe, to lift one's status within the tribe, and to whip up hostility against other tribes.

No te lisonjees con la idea lleva en sí una sangre que pueda cambiar de su verdadera calidad, por lo que hace bullir la sangre de ls necios: quiero decir por las palabras almibaradas, las reverencias humillantes y las lisonjas bajas y rastreras "(Cesar)

La Mariche Loewen alça la mà. […] Diu que opina que el més importat no és preguntar-se si les dones són animals sinó si les dones s'han de venjar del mal que se'ls ha fet. O bé si han de perdonar els homes i, amb això, aconseguir que se'ls obrin les portes del cel.

I do not like to see you suffer. I vowed to protect you, but I fear the one thing I can't protect you from are the sorrowful things that seemed to have gripped your heart. At the very least, maybe I can take on some of the burdens of these thoughts, but only if you talk to me.

Good people don’t rush in to do evil where angels fear to tread; instead, they start by straying only a small way away from their moral center, and each successive step down is hardly different, barely noticeable, until it is too late and their behavior is shocking and may even be…awful.

I’m going to look so emo,” Dekker said. I actually started to wonder if they were keeping me here on purpose, that they’d called the cops themselves to get the Crimestopper money. But remembering the car collection in the barn and looking around this beautiful house, I realized my faulty

Dark as the depths of the earth, mysterious, cunning, intoxicating One look at them and it's like rebirth, exhilarating, complicated, frustrating Tempestuous like a classical piece, and yet so calm and warm and serene, Brown eyes, they hold the power to ease, to destroy, to cherish, and a thousand things inbetween

Dear Mr. Snicket, I would like to be a writer when I grow up, but my dad wants me to be a dentist. Help! - Troubled In Tacoma Dear Ms. Troubled, Take extensive notes on your father's behavior. A man who pressured other people into dentistry will be a wonderful character for your first book. With all due respect, LS

It is a bad indication when, in any period, men will so exalt their confessions that they force the Scriptures to a secondary importance, illustrated in one era, when as Tulloch remarks: 'Scripture as a witness, disappeared behind the Augsburg Confession" ...No decrees of councils; no ordinances of synods; no "standard" of doctrines; no creed or confession, is to be urged as authority in forming the opinions of men. They may be valuable for some purposes, but not for this; they may be referred to as interesting parts of history, but not to form the faith of Christians; they may be used in the church to express its belief, not to form it.

I van esguerrant els homes perquè diuen que una ombra es va ajuntar amb una altra… tenen por. Volen tenir por. Volen creure i volen patir… patir i només patir i ofeguen els qui moren perquè encara pateixin més… perquè pateixin fins al darrer moment, perquè res no sigui bo, i si t’arrenquen la cara les pedres i l’aigua és pel bé de tots… i si vius pensant que el riu s’endurà el poble no pensaràs en res més… que se t’endugui el patir però no el desig… perquè el desig fa viure i per això els fa por. La por del desig se’ls menja. I és per no pensar en el desig que volen patir i de petit ja t’esguerren… perquè el desig fa viure ja te’l maten mentre vas creixent…

When you're no one from nowhere it's best to know your limits. Rich kids can play at bohemia, but wealth has long tendrils; it twines into a safety net which can also be a trap for the unprepared. Rich kids have families and backgrounds and connections, and they ask questions, because their world functions on being able to place people. I couldn't expose myself to that.

«¿Us puc ajudar?», els preguntava, i llavors elles em donaven bocins de massa de pa perquè hi jugués, i jo en feia un homenet que elles coïen al forn amb la resta de menjar. Sempre feia homenets de pa, mai dones, perquè un cop cuits me'ls menjava, i això em feia sentir com si tingués un poder secret sobre els homes. Començava a entendre que no en tenia cap, de poder, malgrat les pulsions que, segons la Tia Vidala, jo els despertava.

Totes dues es queden en silenci sense dir res més. Se'ls escapa aquella edat en què penses que n'hi ha prou desitjant les coses perquè es compleixin. De petits, els somnis són com la carta d'un restaurant: assenyales el que vols i estàs convençut que el futur t'ho servirà en una safata de plata. Més tard es deixa enrere la infantesa i la vida tria per camins imprevistos. El cambrer arriba a la taula i et diu que la cuina està tancada.

ls the Conjugial Angel stone That here he stands with heavy head The backward-looking pillared dead Inert, moss-covered, aIl alone? The Holy Ghost trawls ln the Void, With fleshly Sophy on His Hook The Sons of God crowd round to look At plumpy limbs to be enjoyed The Greater Man casts out the line With dangling Sophy as the lure Who howls around the Heavens' colure To clasp the Human Form Divine Rose-petals fall from fallen hair That in the clay is redolent Of liquid oozings and the scent Of the dark Pit, the Beastly lair And is my Love become the beast That was, and is not, and yet is, Who stretches scarlet holes to kiss And clasps with claws the fleshly feast Sweet Rosamund, adult'rous Rose May lie inside her urn and stink Whlle Alfred's tears tum into ink And drop into her quelque-chose The Angel spreads his golden wings And raises high his golden cock And man and wife together lock Into one corpse that moans and sings

A peels an apple, while B kneels to God, C telephones to D, who has a hand On E’s knee, F coughs, G turns up the sod For H’s grave, I do not understand But J is bringing one clay pigeon down While K brings down a nightstick on L’s head, And M takes mustard, N drives to town, O goes to bed with P, and Q drops dead, R lies to S, but happens to be heard By T, who tells U not to fire V For having to give W the word That X is now deceiving Y with Z, Who happens, just now to remember A Peeling an apple somewhere far away.

l@s niñ@s , U les niñes , U lxs niñxs . No se considera válido el uso de la arroba, la e o la x para hacer referencia a los dos sexos: U l@s niñ@s , U les niñes , U lxs niñxs . Estos recursos contravienen las reglas gráficas y morfológicas del español. No se rechaza, en cambio, el uso de la barra ( ➤ O-174, b) o el del paréntesis si el desdoblamiento se considera indispensable en algún contexto: Queridos/as amigos/as o Queridos(as) amigos(as) . Aun así, el abuso de este recurso hace que los textos resulten confusos. Debe evitarse asimismo la coordinación de artículos en estos contextos: los y las alumnas ( ➤ G-181, b).

The reality of government disruption of the free market cannot be overemphasized, for it is at the heart of our present and future crisis. We have savings institutions that are controlled by government at every step of the way. Federal agencies provide protection against losses and lay down rigid guidelines for capitalization levels, number of branches, territories covered, management policies, services rendered, and interest rates charged. The additional cost to S&Ls of compliance with this regulation has been estimated by the American Bankers Association at about $11 billion per year, which represents a whopping 60% of all their profits.

Children, now we shall try to write a capital letter L,” I say and go to the blackboard. “Ten lines of L’s, then five lines of Lina, and five lines of Larch.” I write out the words slowly with chalk. A shuffling and rustling begins behind me. I expect to find that they are laughing at me and turn around. But it is only the notebooks being opened and the slates put in readiness. The forty heads are bent obediently over their task. —I am almost surprised. The slate pencils are squeaking, the pens scratching. I pass to and fro between the forms. On the wall hangs a crucifix, a stuffed barn owl and a map of Europe. Outside the windows the clouds drive steadily by, swift and low. The map of Germany is coloured in brown and green. I stop before it. The frontiers are hatched in red, and make a curious zigzag from top to bottom. Cologne—Aachen, there are the thin black lines marking the railways; Herbesthal, Liège, Brussels, Lille—I stand on tiptoe—Roubaix, Arras, Ostend—Where is Mount Kemmel then? It isn’t marked at all; but there is Langemarck, Ypres, Bixschoote, Staden. How small they are on the map—tiny points only, secluded, tiny points—and yet how the heavens thundered and the earth raged there on the 31st of July when the Big Offensive began and before nightfall we had lost every officer. I turn away and survey the fair and dark heads bending zealously over the words, Lina and Larch. Strange—for them those tiny points on the map will be no more than just so much stuff to be learned—a few new place names and a number of dates to be memorized by note in the history lesson—like the Seven Years’ War or some battle against the Romans. A

—Com et dius? Faig una bona empassada. —Katniss Everdeen —dic. […] —Vinga, tothom! Dediquem una gran ovació al nostre nou tribut! —pronuncia amb vibració afectada l'Effie Trinket. Per a honor perdurable de la gent del Districte 12, ningú no aplaudeix. […] Em quedo sense moure'm mentre els meus paisans participen de la forma de dissensió més explícita que es poden permetre. El silenci. El silenci que diu que no hi estem d'acord. Que no concedim. Que tot això està malament. Llavors passa una cosa inesperada. […] Primer un, després l'altre, i finalment tots els membres del públic es posen els tres dits del mig de la mà esquerra als llavis i després me'ls mostren. És un gest antic del nostre districte, rarament utilitzat, que ocasionalment es veu als funerals. Significa agraïment, significa admiració, adéu a algú que estimem.

You're One Ls," Harold had said. "And congratulations, all of you. As One Ls, you'll be taking a pretty typical course load: contracts; torts; property; civil procedure; and next year, constitutional and criminal law. But you know all this. "What you may not know is that this course load reflects- beautifully, simply- the very structure of our society, the very mechanics of what a society, our particular society, needs to make it work. To have a society, you first need an institutional framework: that's constitutional law. You need a system of punishment: that's criminal. You need to know that you have a system in place that will make those other systems work: that's civil procedure. You need a way to govern matters of domain and ownership: that's property. You need to know that someone will be financially accountable for injuries caused you by others: that's torts. And finally, you need to know that people will keep their agreements, that they will honor their promises: and that is contracts." p116

Y por esto conviene que las almas nobles estén siempre asociadas a sus semejantes: porque ¿quién hay tan firme que no pueda ser seducido?" (Casio) "Ni las torres de piedra, ni los muros de bronce forjado, ni la presión subterránea, ni los fuertes anillos de hierro, pueden reprimir las fuerzas del alma; Porque la vida cansada de estas barreras del mundo, jamás pierde el poder de libertarse a sí misma. Y pues se esto, sepa además todo el mundo, que de la parte de tiranía que sufro me puedo sustraer cuando quiera." (Casio) "El abuso de la grandeza existe cuando ésta separa del poder el remordimiento; y a decir verdad de César, nunca ha sabido que sus afectos hayan vacilado más que su razón. "(Bruto) "Pero es prueba ordinaria que la humildad es para la joven ambición una escala, desde la cual el trepador vuelve el rostro; pero una vez en el más alto peldaño, da la espalda a la escala, alza la vista a las nubes y desdeña los bajos escalones por los cuales ascendió." (Bruto) "No te lisonjees con la idea lleva en sí una sangre que pueda cambiar de su verdadera calidad, por lo que hace bullir la sangre de ls necios: quiero decir por las palabras almibaradas, las reverencias humillantes y las lisonjas bajas y rastreras "(Cesar) "Hay lágrimas para su afecto, alegría para su fortuna, honra para su valor, y muerte para su ambición." (Bruto)

24. The Rutles, “Cheese and Onions” (1978) A legend to last a lunchtime. The Rutles were the perfect Beatle parody, starring Monty Python’s Eric Idle and the Bonzos’ Neil Innes in their classic mock-doc All You Need Is Cash, with scene-stealing turns by George Harrison, Mick Jagger, and Paul Simon. (Interviewer: “Did the Rutles influence you at all?” Simon: “No.” Interviewer: “Did they influence Art Garfunkel?” Simon: “Who?”) “Cheese and Onions” is a psychedelic ersatz Lennon piano ballad so gorgeous, it eventually got bootlegged as a purported Beatle rarity. Innes captures that tone of benignly befuddled pomposity—“I have always thought in the back of my mind / Cheese and onions”—along with the boyish vulnerability that makes it moving. Hell, he even chews gum exactly like John. The Beatles’ psychedelic phase has always been ripe for parody. Witness the 1967 single “The L.S. Bumble Bee,” by the genius Brit comedy duo Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, from Beyond the Fringe and the BBC series Not Only . . . ​But Also, starring John Lennon in a cameo as a men’s room attendant. “The L.S. Bumble Bee” sounds like the ultimate Pepper parody—“Freak out, baby, the Bee is coming!”—but it came out months before Pepper, as if the comedy team was reeling from Pet Sounds and wondering how the Beatles might respond. Cook and Moore are a secret presence in Pepper—when the audience laughs in the theme song, it’s taken from a live recording of Beyond the Fringe, produced by George Martin.

Explosion at BLT 1/8 HQS … a large explosion at BLT 1/8 HQS Building collapsed the roof and leveled the building. Large numbers of dead and wounded. Are using MSSG-24 and Italian MNF medical and will medevac out of LS Brown. French report a building in their sector also bombed … unknown injured; BLT HQS destroyed.

At the same time, I declare both of you the heirs of the little property (if it can be so called) belonging to me. Divide it fairly; agree together, and help one another. What you have done to grieve me, that, you know, has long been forgiven. Thee, brother Carl, I thank in particular, for the affection thou hast shown me of late. My wish is that you may live more happily, more exempt from care, than I have done. Recommend virtue to your children; that alone—not wealth—can give happiness; I speak from experience. It was this that upheld me even in affliction; it is owing to this and to my art that I did not terminate my life by suicide. Farewell, and love one another. I thank all friends, especially Prince Lichnowsky and Professor Schmidt. I wish that Prince L.'s instruments may remain in the possession of one of you; but let no quarrel arise between you on account of them.

If he comes before I have had occasion to develop all my professional abilities, he will come too soon for me, in spite of my hard fate, and I should wish that he had delayed his arrival. But even then I am content, for he will release me from a state of endless suffering. Come when thou wilt, I shall meet thee with firmness. Farewell, and do not quite forget me after I am dead; I have deserved that you should think of me, for in my lifetime I have often thought of you to make you happy. May you ever be so! "LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN, m. p. (L.S.)

Do you want to be safe, or do you really want to change the world? The conflict is that we want to be brave, we want to take risks . . .but we also want to be safe. The problem is, we can't have it both ways. We want the American dream: to graduate from high school, go college, get a degree, and then what? Find the love of your life and get married. Then what? Get a job. Then what? Buy a car, buy a house, buy life insurance. Then what? Grow old and retire. Then what? ls that it? ls that all there is? In fact, couldn't we just sum up the entire American dream in the single word "safety"? That's what it's all about. No matter what you want out of life, you can achieve it in America in comfort, style, and in the end, safety. But there is a problem. We cannot be safe and take risks at the same time. Eleanor Roosevelt said, 'You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do' and 'Do something every day that scares you.' This can get messy. It gets uncomfortable. It means touching people who are dying of diseases. It means going to the filthy slums, the garbage dumps, the places we would never normally go . . . just to reach that one hurting person. So we must answer the question: Do we want to stay safe, or do we want to change the world? We can't have it both ways.

Només pel fet de sobreviure'ls, els anys i els fets et regalen una certa saviesa. No la trobo preferible a la innocència, però fa temps que vaig acceptar que totes dues eren incompatibles.

Contuve el aire unos segundos y lo solté con una sensación de vacío enorme en el pecho. Estaba en la terraza de aquel cuarto piso de la clínica, inhalando ls nicotina de un cigarro mientras observaba la actividad de la gente que se movía por la calle. Consumiéndome en los pensamientos. Todo se desmoronaba.

The modified Mozart used by Tomatis, Paul, iLs, and others over time in an individualized therapy must be distinguished from claims made in the media in the 1990s that mothers could raise the IQ of their children by having them briefly listen to unfiltered Mozart. This claim was based on a study not of mothers and babies but of college students who listened to Mozart ten minutes a day and improved IQ scores on spatial reasoning tests—an effect that lasted only ten to fifteen minutes! Hype aside, different studies by Gottfried Schlaug, Christo Pantev, Laurel Trainor, Sylvain Moreno, and Glenn Schellenberg have shown that sustained music training, such as learning to play an instrument, can lead to brain change, enhance verbal and math skills, and even modestly increase IQ.]

Ls contemplaba como si estuviera dentro de un cuadro que no podía dejar de observar porque en cada vistazo encontraba un nuevo detalle que le atrapaba más que el anterior, un nuevo motivo para no apartar jamás la mirada de aquella mujer hermosa, tierna, frágil pero tremendamente vivaz. Parecía que el tiempo se había detenido y ninguno de los dos necesitara nada más.

Sometimes, God smites. Other times, he smiles. And all we are left with is to wonder why. A little girl dies crossing a street she’s crossed a thousand times. Meanwhile, at that very same moment somewhere far away, another child escapes the wheels of an oncoming car by the skin of her milk teeth. Is there reason there? Purpose? Or are we all simply the victims of a God who can’t tell his Ls from his Ts?

Prefiero recibir tu cuerpo acribillado a balazos con honor que la noticia de tu cobardía en el campo de batalla. Pareado tradicional pashtún

There were cigarette butts all over the ground, so many of them it almost looked decorative. “Maybe

THE NEXT MORNING, MUTTER stood at the front of his cage as six of the Almightys’ Guards drug the body of the thing he’d called the Voice out of the room.  It was oblong with no particular shape, just a blob.  Two tiny arms stuck out from each side and four tentacles protruded from what was probably its head. A wet trail on the floor left by the Voice’s body ran from the cell out the door.  There was no way that thing had ever been a Guard. 

The world of the Lake of Sins     This story takes place hundreds of years after the Great Death visited the earth, killing most humans, all domestic animals and all wild animals larger than a turkey.  Those who survived were left with the task of rebuilding society.    The new social structure is based on a class system.  The classes important to this story are the Almightys, Guards and House Servants.   Almightys, the only direct descendants of the human race, rule the other classes.  They are generally between five and six feet tall with pale, alabaster skin.    Guards belong to the Almightys and are used for hunting or protection.  They are between four and six feet tall and their hair color varies. 

Something old, something true, something wonderfull - life has a lot of that. Just open your eyes. LS.

Prof. Dr. Robert Hess's Leptin resistant and Overweight steps: make sure you really are Leptin resistant, regain Leptin Sensitivity, how and when you eat, change in cravings and hunger and signs becoming Leptin Sensitive (LS) again.

Use braces { } to group these commands together, then redirection applies to the output from all commands in the group. For example: $ { pwd; ls; cd ../elsewhere; pwd; ls; } > /tmp/all.out

Now, Polychrests,’ he said, ‘now we are going to crack on until she groans again. Stuns’ls aloft and alow, royals, and, damn me, royal stuns’ls and skys’ls if she’ll bear ’em. The sooner we’re there, the sooner we’re home. Topmen, upperyardmen, are you ready?’ ‘Ready, aye ready, sir.’ A comfortable, good body of sound – relief, thankfulness? ‘Then at the word, up you go. Lay aloft!

Love, Lust, Loathing, Lucre, the four L’s of murder, laddie. And the greatest of these is lucre.

She never knew how Hard it could truly get until She was drowning, just Beneath the surface, Unable to catch even a Breath of air as she Strangled herself, encumbering Herself with Meaningless tasks and studies, burdening Herself with Meaningless thoughts and duties, No matter how much her heart Willed her to rest, Her brain told her to Keep going, and, inevitably, She broke

Odata am citit pe undeva ca de indata ce o femeiese intristeaza, devine o femeie obisnuita. Si parea ca nu eram pregatita sa renunt la a fi speciala. Nu inca.

L’s yard, but Jessie said the physics didn’t work