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INTRODUCTIONAmerica's burden is that it wants to be loved, but knows it can't be. Love is given to nations with which we sympathise; nations that are victims of tragedy, oppression or even poor governance. Powerful nations aren't loved. They can be admired by their friends, respected by neutrals;...
PROLOGUEShe lay on her back fastened by leather straps to a narrow bed with a steel frame. The harness was tight across her rib cage. Her hands were mana-cled to the sides of the bed.She had long since given up trying to free herself. She was awake, but her eyes were closed. If she opened her eyes...
Chapter OneJacqueline Posner stood at the edge of her dining room and aimed a blow-dryer at the center of a pale peach rose. It just refused to open the way it should, and she was running so late she hadn't even checked the place cards Ponce had set out that afternoon."Are you still fooling with...
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT I DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS,
this man lying next to me, his leg brushing against my leg, arm draped over my hip. And that's when I want him. I keep my eyes closed and turn toward him, stroking him softly, fingers skimming over his chest, his thighs, feathery touches light...
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT I DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS,
this man lying next to me, his leg brushing against my leg, arm draped over my hip. And that's when I want him. I keep my eyes closed and turn toward him, stroking him softly, fingers skimming over his chest, his thighs, feathery touches light...
When I left the White House, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life giving my time, money, and skills to worthwhile endeavors where I could make a difference. I didn't know exactly what I would do, but I wanted to help save lives, solve important problems, and give more young people the...
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Right before the devastation, I had a good day. God should have pulled my coattail then and there: "Enjoy this while you can, honey, because Satan beat me in a poker game last night, and he's claiming you and yours sometime soon." After all the praying and tithing I've done, I deserved a...
INTRODUCTIONAs soon as I set out on my own, things began to go slightly against me.(Ninety-Two Days)In January 1932, Evelyn Waugh's American publisher, John Farrar, wrote to a friend: 'One very important literateur said to me the other day, "I think you have the most important of the young English...
The mammals of North America are a diverse and fascinating group. However, because most mammals are nocturnal, secretive, and make few sounds audible to our ears, they tend to be elusive. In a morning's walk on a tract of woods in the midwesrern U.S., for instance, we can expect to see perhaps only...
Foreword
It's been said that if you don't like the Rolling Stones, then you just don't like rock and roll. By the same token, I think that if you don't like the films of Sam Fuller, then you just don't like cinema. Or at least you don't understand it. Sure, Sam's movies are blunt, pulpy,...
Guluband
Phulan and I step gingerly through the prickly gray camel thorn, each of us balancing a red clay pot half filled with water on our heads. It was all the water we could get from the toba, the basin that is our main water supply.
Our underground mud cisterns are infested with worms....
Apprentice
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^here arrived in my mailbox a billet-doux from my little brother Toby. More specifically, this vs^as a five-page letter to him, from me, with his Post-it self-stick memo stuck to page i. The letter was dated 13/XÍ/65—á la European mode—and postmarked Cambridge, England,...
Editor's IntroductionUp to now scholarly analyses of Stalinism have appeared only outside the Soviet Union, nearly all of them written by non-Communists. With this book, a Soviet Marxist is trying to begin the discussion at home. He submitted the work to a Soviet publisher; it was turned down; so...
Iwas working at McCann Erickson for the money, for little black dance dresses that showed off my Norwegian legs, for my baby daughters' smocked dresses from Saks and for an apartment larger than I could afford-but then I met Bili Bernbach and he made a serious woman out of me. In the fifties in New...
PREFACE
Much of the excitement in writing an introductory sociology text lies in keeping abreast of a constantly changing field. Since the first edition of this book in 1975, Donald Light and Suzanne Keller have worked to include the best of modern sociology: a lively blend of important theories...
chapter one
The Beginning of the End
Our mother performed in starhght. Whose innovation this was I never discovered. Probably it was Chief Bigtree's idea, and it was a good one—to blank the follow spot and let a sharp moon cut across the sky, unchaperoned; to kill the microphone; to leave the...
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grelized, neo-capitalist puppet states of Zanj and Sahel, is
small for Africa, though larger than any two nations of
Europe. Its northern half is Saharan; in the south, forming
the one boundary not drawn by a Frenchman's ruler, a single
river flows, the Grionde, making...
Seven more years have elapsed. The war predicted in the prefaceto the second edition came to pass on precisely the problem therepredicated; the conflict between theories of hereditary superior-ity and theories of environmental determination. Psychiatry,since the discoveries of Sigmund Freud, has...
Preface
This record of the development of the American press supplements a previous study published in 1923 and republished in a revised edition in 1926. It brings up to date the situation of American journalism in the middle of the greatest of our vs^ars, and illustrates by its study of some of...
Onehe Reverend Doctor John Tinker Meadows stood silent and motionless at the pulpit of the great Tabernacle of the Eternal Church of the Believer, staring at the stained-glass window at the far end of the building, listening to the murmur and rustle of the enormous congregation as the sounds slowly...
The twelve-spoked wheel flashing
A turn of the wheel, I thrust up with effort pushing, braced and sweating, then easy over down into sleep, body idle, and the sweet loamy smell of the earth, a turn of the twelve-spoked wheel flashing.
I have tried to forge my life whole,
round, integral as the...
this book is a practical guide to the principles of technical writing for students of engineering and the natural sciences—including agriculture, architecture, industrial management, forestry, public health—and some of the behavioral sciences. The treatment is sufficiently broad to meet the...
A Finer Place
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though the digital clock on the bedside table in his hotel room read 5:17, Jack Griffin, suddenly wide awake, knew he wouldn't be able to get hack to sleep. He'd allowed himself to drift off too early the night before. On the heels of wakefulness came an unpleasant realization,...
INTRODUCTION
It is not easy to define a wildflower; what one person considers a wildflower may be a weed to another. All we may safely say is that they are wild plants with flowers and that they may be found almost anywhere, from cracks in city sidewalks to vast empty deserts, pristine forests,...
-HE acceleration of history has brought the human species to the fork in the road. One road from here leads to a dead end. On the other, less plainly marked, our species may yet find the way to realization of its humanity.
If history is indeed to end in a suicidal conflagration, it will be from...
IntroductionMy American pubushers first suggested I should write this book. They had been responsible for a very interesting study of Washington during the Second World War, and thought that it would be a good idea to accompany it by a book about a city closer to the firing line. At first I was...
Foreword
Dear John,
Well, if you must commit the artistic indecency of writing about a writer, better I suppose about me than about you. Except, reading along in these, I wonder if it is me, enough me, purely me. At first blush, for example, in Bulgaria (eclectic sexuality, bravura narcissism,...
INTRODUCTION:THE PARADOX OF A BOOKBeing dyslexic, I don't like to read. As a child I read train timetables instead of the classics, and delighted in making imaginary perfect connections from one obscure town in Europe to another. This fascination gave me an excellent grasp of European...
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Caroline Carter and her husband, Ralph, as a couple are impressive, even imposing: perched at the top of a broad concrete flight of stairs, in one of San Francisco's prettiest, greenest and most elevated parks (the view is marvellous, hills and tall buildings, church spires and further high...
The cMilkmaid
"Too Young!"
Debby Weissfinger thought these were the two nastiest words in the English language. Here she was, eight years old already, and people were always telling her she was too young.
"Let me milk Star!" Debby coaxed nearly every evening, as she watched her father in the...
^^^ jhis book is a personal memoir; but it is also a larger story— about careJessness and guilt, and the wreckage they can make of Jives.
My family seems to me the personification of these qualities. Both my parents we re exceptiona! in ordinary ways: the y were at-tractive, intelligent, and...
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Found Ob ects
It began the usual way, in the bathroom of the Lassimo Hotel. Sasha was adjusting her yellow eye shadow in the mirror when she noticed a bag on the floor beside the sink that must have belonged to the woman whose peeing she could faintly hear through the vaultlike door of a...
// The Mirror Hero"Absolutely not," Kriss heard his father's deep voice rumble through the wall. He got out of bed quickly and opened his bedroom door a crack to listen. He knew that his father must be saying something about him. His parents never argued unless the subject was Kriss."He positively...
How This Book Came to Be
IN OCTOBER OF 1993 JOHN PAUL II WOULD
complete fifteen years of his papacy. For the occa-sion the Holy Father accepted Italian Radio and Tele-vision s proposal for a televised interview that would be transmitted by the major networks around the world. It would have been...
?AST NIGHT I saw my father in a dream. His unshaven face was the same as ever, its expression frozen, hut his clothing changed from moment to moment—from his Shabbat suit to the striped rags of the damned and hack again. Where had he come from? From what landscape had he escaped? Who sent him?...
Ten Days Leave
He steps down from the dark train, bhnking^ stares At trees Hke miracles. He will play games With boys or sit up all night touching chairs. Talking with friends, he can recall their names.
Noon burns against his eyelids, but he lies Hunched in his blankets 5 he is half awake But...
I get the willies when I see closed doors. Even at work, where I am doing so well now, the sight of a closed door is sometimes enough to make me dread that something horrible is happening behind it, something that is going to affect me adversely; if I am tired and dejected from a night of lies or...
ISAAC
When Isaac and I first met at the university, v^e both pretended that the campus and the streets of the capital were as familiar to us as the dirt paths of the rural villages we had grown up and lived in until only a few months earlier, even though neither of us had ever been to a city...