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… the pastures and at evening they herd them home. A girl with a limp takes the pails over her shoulders. I know she limps by the irregular clank of the buckets. There’s a boy shooting arrows – thwack! thwack! into the padded hide of the target. His father pulls the stopper out of a wine jar … ― Jeanette WINTERSON Lees verder › … heard the frightful screams of Millie, who, emerging suddenly from the kitchen at the noise of the tumult, had come upon the headless stranger from behind. These increased suddenly. Forthwith every one all down the street, the sweetstuff seller, cocoanut shy proprietor and his assistant, the … ― H.G. WELLS Lees verder › … men over men, the great difficulty lies in this: you must first enable the government to control the governed; and the next place, oblige it to control itself. ….. Religious bondage shackles and debilitates the mind, and unfits it for every noble enterprise, every expanded prospect. ….. The … ― James MADISON Lees verder › … Ma was about to prod us with a cane or a broom handle, and where full piss-pots were kept as well. Between the bedroom and the "den” was a bathroomy type of chamber. Covered with goose-bumps we would occasionally hear Ma walking around barefooted here, her feet making sucking noise as though they … ― Breyten (English) BREYTENBACH Lees verder ›