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were still faintly transparent. While the men around her take their hookboots from the rack. Liessa bends her mind to the task of full visualisation; about her in the musty air the dragons become fully visible, bronze scales dully reflecting the sunbeam shafts. Her mind throbs, but now that the Power is flowing fully she can, with barely a wander mounts wait among the herd. Far above are the distant rocks of the cavern floor, discoloured by centuries of dragon droppings.
Moving with the easy gliding movement that is second nature Liessa sets off towards her own dragon, Laolith, who turns his great horsey head towards herof concentration, think of other things.Now she too buckles on the hookboots and turns a graceful cartwheel to bring their hooks, with a faint clung, against a couple of the walking rings in the ceiling.Only now it is the floor. The world has changed. Now she is standing on the edge of a deep bowl or crater, floored with the little rings across which the dragonriders are already strolling with a pendulum grit. In the centre of the bowl their huge
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thomas Kinkade Key West
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How do you do that? By not forcing them to learn, but by being a role model for them and showing your enthusiasm for learning, by exposing them to all kinds of exciting things and talking with them about it and learning about these things together (when they’re interested), by helping them explore things that excite them (Make reading fun. Make it a time of bonding between the two of you. Make it something your child looks forward to doing each day. Do not make reading a forced thing — encourage it, make it fun, don’t force them to read if they don’t want to.
Make it a routine — do it at the same time(s) of day, in the same place, such whatever those things are).However, if you’d like them to learn the love of reading you yourself have, there are things you can do that are consistent with the philosophy in the paragraph above.Start by reading to your child. You can start from the moment he’s born (or earlier), but whenever you start is good. Read fun books, exciting books, adventurous books. Here’s a good place to start: Best All-Time Children’s Books.
How do you do that? By not forcing them to learn, but by being a role model for them and showing your enthusiasm for learning, by exposing them to all kinds of exciting things and talking with them about it and learning about these things together (when they’re interested), by helping them explore things that excite them (Make reading fun. Make it a time of bonding between the two of you. Make it something your child looks forward to doing each day. Do not make reading a forced thing — encourage it, make it fun, don’t force them to read if they don’t want to.
Make it a routine — do it at the same time(s) of day, in the same place, such whatever those things are).However, if you’d like them to learn the love of reading you yourself have, there are things you can do that are consistent with the philosophy in the paragraph above.Start by reading to your child. You can start from the moment he’s born (or earlier), but whenever you start is good. Read fun books, exciting books, adventurous books. Here’s a good place to start: Best All-Time Children’s Books.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Jack Vettriano Private Dancer
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Windows Vista comes with some great power features, which enable you to eke out the best performance when you're plugged into the mains, and optimise battery life when on the move. Type power options into the Start Search drawing power from the battery and, when not connected, looking for networks. When you're using your laptop away from the grid, the likelihood is you're away from wireless networks, so you can turn this device off. Many laptops have a function button that enables you to turn off the wireless adaptor manually to save yourself the unnecessary waste, but older laptops often don't have this. If this is the case, just go to the Control Panel, access box and choose Power saver from the list. The Windows Mobility Center has more methods for saving battery life. These include settings for powering off the monitor and kicking into sleep mode more quickly.3. Switch off Wi-FiOne of the biggest battery sappers is the wireless networking capabilities built into most laptops. Wi-Fi drains the battery by constantly
Windows Vista comes with some great power features, which enable you to eke out the best performance when you're plugged into the mains, and optimise battery life when on the move. Type power options into the Start Search drawing power from the battery and, when not connected, looking for networks. When you're using your laptop away from the grid, the likelihood is you're away from wireless networks, so you can turn this device off. Many laptops have a function button that enables you to turn off the wireless adaptor manually to save yourself the unnecessary waste, but older laptops often don't have this. If this is the case, just go to the Control Panel, access box and choose Power saver from the list. The Windows Mobility Center has more methods for saving battery life. These include settings for powering off the monitor and kicking into sleep mode more quickly.3. Switch off Wi-FiOne of the biggest battery sappers is the wireless networking capabilities built into most laptops. Wi-Fi drains the battery by constantly
Edward Hopper Conference at Night
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After the first Age of Magic the disposal of grimoires began to become a severe problem on the Discworld. A spell is still a spell even when imprisoned temporarily in parchment and ink. It has potency. This is not a problem while the book's owner still lives, but on his death the Spell book becomes a source of uncontrolled power that cannot easily be defused.
In short, spell forms of magic. Here the more critical grimoires could be stored until their potency had attenuated.
That was how there came to be at Unseen University the Octavo, greatest of all grimoires, formerly owned by the Creator of the Universe. It was this book that Rincewind had once opened for a bet. He had only a second to stare at a page before setting off various alarm spells, but that was time enough for one spell to leap from it and settle in his memory like a toad in a stone.books leak magic. Various solutions have been tried. Countries near the Rim simply loaded down the books of dead mages with leaden pentagrams and threw them over the Edge. Near the Hub less satisfactory alternatives were available. Inserting the offending books in canisters of negatively polarized octiron and sinking them in the fathomless depths of the sea was one (burial in deep caves on land was earlier ruled out after some districts complained of walking trees and five-headed cats) but before long the magic seeped out and eventually fishermen complained of shoals of invisible fish or psychic clams.A temporary solution was the construction, in various centres of magical lore, of large rooms made of denatured octiron, which is impervious to most
After the first Age of Magic the disposal of grimoires began to become a severe problem on the Discworld. A spell is still a spell even when imprisoned temporarily in parchment and ink. It has potency. This is not a problem while the book's owner still lives, but on his death the Spell book becomes a source of uncontrolled power that cannot easily be defused.
In short, spell forms of magic. Here the more critical grimoires could be stored until their potency had attenuated.
That was how there came to be at Unseen University the Octavo, greatest of all grimoires, formerly owned by the Creator of the Universe. It was this book that Rincewind had once opened for a bet. He had only a second to stare at a page before setting off various alarm spells, but that was time enough for one spell to leap from it and settle in his memory like a toad in a stone.books leak magic. Various solutions have been tried. Countries near the Rim simply loaded down the books of dead mages with leaden pentagrams and threw them over the Edge. Near the Hub less satisfactory alternatives were available. Inserting the offending books in canisters of negatively polarized octiron and sinking them in the fathomless depths of the sea was one (burial in deep caves on land was earlier ruled out after some districts complained of walking trees and five-headed cats) but before long the magic seeped out and eventually fishermen complained of shoals of invisible fish or psychic clams.A temporary solution was the construction, in various centres of magical lore, of large rooms made of denatured octiron, which is impervious to most
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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What's he going on about?" said the sergeant doubtfully.
"He's pleased you rescued us," said Rincewind. He looked sidelong at the black box, half-expecting it to explode or emit at the box, too.
Twoflower smiled brightly at them.
"I'd like a record of the event," he said. "Do you think you could ask them all to stand over by the window, please? This won't take a moment. And, er, Rincewind? "
"Yes?"
Twoflower stood on tiptoe to whisper.
"I expect you know what this is, don't you?" Rincewind stared down at the box. It had a round glass eye "I'd like you in the picture, Rincewind. That's fine." Twoflower took out the golden disc that Rincewind had noticed before, squinted at its unseen face for a moment, muttered "Thirtprotruding from the centre of one face, and a lever at the back."Not wholly, " he said."It's a device for making pictures quickly," said Twoflower. "Quite a new invention. I’m rather proud of it but, look, I don't think these gentlemen would - well, I mean they might be - sort of apprehensive? Could you explain it to them? I'll reimburse them for their time, of course.""He's got a box with a demon in it that draws pictures," said Rincewind shortly. 'do what the madman says and he will give you gold."The Watch smiled nervously.y seconds should about do it," and said brightly, "Smile please!"
"Smile," rasped Rincewind. There was a whirr from the box.
What's he going on about?" said the sergeant doubtfully.
"He's pleased you rescued us," said Rincewind. He looked sidelong at the black box, half-expecting it to explode or emit at the box, too.
Twoflower smiled brightly at them.
"I'd like a record of the event," he said. "Do you think you could ask them all to stand over by the window, please? This won't take a moment. And, er, Rincewind? "
"Yes?"
Twoflower stood on tiptoe to whisper.
"I expect you know what this is, don't you?" Rincewind stared down at the box. It had a round glass eye "I'd like you in the picture, Rincewind. That's fine." Twoflower took out the golden disc that Rincewind had noticed before, squinted at its unseen face for a moment, muttered "Thirtprotruding from the centre of one face, and a lever at the back."Not wholly, " he said."It's a device for making pictures quickly," said Twoflower. "Quite a new invention. I’m rather proud of it but, look, I don't think these gentlemen would - well, I mean they might be - sort of apprehensive? Could you explain it to them? I'll reimburse them for their time, of course.""He's got a box with a demon in it that draws pictures," said Rincewind shortly. 'do what the madman says and he will give you gold."The Watch smiled nervously.y seconds should about do it," and said brightly, "Smile please!"
"Smile," rasped Rincewind. There was a whirr from the box.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Steve Thoms Field of Red and Gold
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simple murder, for lofur learned later that the other bear was his own father. Bears were brought up by their mothers, and seldom saw their fathers. Naturally lofur concealed the truth of what he had done; no one knew about it but lofur himself, and now Lyra knew as well.
She put "I beg your pardon, lofur Raknison!" she said. "I didn't know you were so strong and great!"
"What's this? Answer my question!"
"The first creature you killed was your own father. I think you're a new god, lofur Raknison. That's what you must be. Only a god would have the strength to do that."
"You know! You can see!"the alethiometer away, and wondered how to tell him about it."Flatter him!" whispered Pantalaimon. "That's all he wants."So Lyra opened the door and found lofur Raknison waiting for her, with an expression of triumph, slyness, apprehension, and greed."Well?"She knelt down in front of him and bowed her head to touch his left forepaw, the stronger, for bears were left-handed.
simple murder, for lofur learned later that the other bear was his own father. Bears were brought up by their mothers, and seldom saw their fathers. Naturally lofur concealed the truth of what he had done; no one knew about it but lofur himself, and now Lyra knew as well.
She put "I beg your pardon, lofur Raknison!" she said. "I didn't know you were so strong and great!"
"What's this? Answer my question!"
"The first creature you killed was your own father. I think you're a new god, lofur Raknison. That's what you must be. Only a god would have the strength to do that."
"You know! You can see!"the alethiometer away, and wondered how to tell him about it."Flatter him!" whispered Pantalaimon. "That's all he wants."So Lyra opened the door and found lofur Raknison waiting for her, with an expression of triumph, slyness, apprehension, and greed."Well?"She knelt down in front of him and bowed her head to touch his left forepaw, the stronger, for bears were left-handed.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Andy Warhol Brooklyn Bridge
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and parted like angels' wings beating; cascades of luminescent glory tumbled down invisible crags to lie in swirling pools or hang like vast waterfalls.
So Lyra from Mrs. Coulter, flew directly alongside the basket, and Lyra saw her clearly for the first time.
She was young-younger than Mrs. Coulter; and fair, with bright green eyes; and clad like all the witches in strips of black silk, but wearing no furs, no hood or mittens. She seemed to feel no cold at all. Around her brow was a simple chain of little red flowers. She sat gasped at that, and then she looked below, and saw a sight almost more wondrous.As far as the eye could see, to the very horizon in all directions, a tumbled sea of white extended without a break. Soft peaks and vaporous chasms rose or opened here and there, but mostly it looked like a solid mass of ice.And rising through it in ones and twos and larger groups as well came small black shadows, those ragged figures of such elegance, witches on their branches of cloud-pine.They flew swiftly, without any effort, up and toward the balloon, leaning to one side or another to steer. And one of them, the archer who'd saved Lyra
and parted like angels' wings beating; cascades of luminescent glory tumbled down invisible crags to lie in swirling pools or hang like vast waterfalls.
So Lyra from Mrs. Coulter, flew directly alongside the basket, and Lyra saw her clearly for the first time.
She was young-younger than Mrs. Coulter; and fair, with bright green eyes; and clad like all the witches in strips of black silk, but wearing no furs, no hood or mittens. She seemed to feel no cold at all. Around her brow was a simple chain of little red flowers. She sat gasped at that, and then she looked below, and saw a sight almost more wondrous.As far as the eye could see, to the very horizon in all directions, a tumbled sea of white extended without a break. Soft peaks and vaporous chasms rose or opened here and there, but mostly it looked like a solid mass of ice.And rising through it in ones and twos and larger groups as well came small black shadows, those ragged figures of such elegance, witches on their branches of cloud-pine.They flew swiftly, without any effort, up and toward the balloon, leaning to one side or another to steer. And one of them, the archer who'd saved Lyra
Friday, February 20, 2009
Leroy Neiman High Stakes Blackjack Vegas
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saw him fall. But he should have been ready for this sort of attack. We know that."
"But we should have helped him! We should have been watching the alethiometer!"
"Hush. Pretend to be unconscious."
There was a "So will I. I'll kill them."
"So will lorek when he finds out. He'll crush them to death."
"How far are we from Bolvangar?"
Pantalaimon didn't know, but he thought it was less than a day's ride.whip cracking, and the howl of racing dogs. From the way she was being jerked and bounced about, Lyra could tell how fast they were going, and though she strained to hear the sounds of battle, all she made out was a forlorn volley of shots, muffled by the distance, and then the creak and rush and soft paw thuds in the snow were all there was to hear."They'll take us to the Gobblers," she whispered.The word severed came to their mind. Horrible fear filled Lyra's body, and Pantalaimon nestled close against her."I'll fight," he said.
saw him fall. But he should have been ready for this sort of attack. We know that."
"But we should have helped him! We should have been watching the alethiometer!"
"Hush. Pretend to be unconscious."
There was a "So will I. I'll kill them."
"So will lorek when he finds out. He'll crush them to death."
"How far are we from Bolvangar?"
Pantalaimon didn't know, but he thought it was less than a day's ride.whip cracking, and the howl of racing dogs. From the way she was being jerked and bounced about, Lyra could tell how fast they were going, and though she strained to hear the sounds of battle, all she made out was a forlorn volley of shots, muffled by the distance, and then the creak and rush and soft paw thuds in the snow were all there was to hear."They'll take us to the Gobblers," she whispered.The word severed came to their mind. Horrible fear filled Lyra's body, and Pantalaimon nestled close against her."I'll fight," he said.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Salvador Dali Portrait of the Cellist Ricard Pichot
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the side of anyone who pays them. They have no interest whatever in these questions; they have no daemons; they are unconcerned about human problems. At least, that is how bears used to be, but we have heard that their new king is of his piercing looks. This time she could feel his cold surprise.
Farder Coram shifted uncomfortably, and said, "The fact is, Lyra, I don't think he is. We heard he's serving out a term as an indentured laborer; he en't free, as we thought he might be, he's under sentence. Till he's discharged he won't be free to come, armor or no armor; and he won't never have that back, either."
"But he said they tricked him! They made him drunk and stole it away!"intent on changing their old ways....At any rate, the Dust hunters have paid them to imprison Lord Asriel, and they will hold him on Svalbard until the last drop of blood drains from the body of the last bear alive.""But not all bears!" Lyra said. "There's one who en't on Svalbard at all. He's an outcast bear, and he's going to come with us."The goose gave Lyra another
the side of anyone who pays them. They have no interest whatever in these questions; they have no daemons; they are unconcerned about human problems. At least, that is how bears used to be, but we have heard that their new king is of his piercing looks. This time she could feel his cold surprise.
Farder Coram shifted uncomfortably, and said, "The fact is, Lyra, I don't think he is. We heard he's serving out a term as an indentured laborer; he en't free, as we thought he might be, he's under sentence. Till he's discharged he won't be free to come, armor or no armor; and he won't never have that back, either."
"But he said they tricked him! They made him drunk and stole it away!"intent on changing their old ways....At any rate, the Dust hunters have paid them to imprison Lord Asriel, and they will hold him on Svalbard until the last drop of blood drains from the body of the last bear alive.""But not all bears!" Lyra said. "There's one who en't on Svalbard at all. He's an outcast bear, and he's going to come with us."The goose gave Lyra another
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Thomas Kinkade The Edge of Wilderness
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lock and went in. They hadn't been in but a minute when we heard a cry of fear, and Benjamin's daemon came a flying out and beckoned to us for help and flew in again, and we took our knife and ran in after her; only the place was dark, and full of wild forms and sounds that were confusing in their frightful movements; and we cast about, but protruding from Jacob's shoulder was the feathered end of an arrow in a mass
of clotted blood. The shaft and the head were so deep in the poor man's chest that only six inches or so remained above the skin. Lyra felt faint.
There was the sound of feet and voices outside on the jetty.there was a commotion above, and a fearful cry, and Benjamin and his daemon fell from a high staircase above us, his daemon a tugging and a fluttering to hold him up, but all in vain, for they crashed on the stone floor and both perished in a moment."And we couldn't see anything of Gerard, but there was a howl from above in his voice and we were too terrified and stunned to move, and then an arrow shot down at our shoulder and pierced deep down within...."The daemon's voice was fainter, and a groan came from the wounded man. Farder Coram leaned forward and gently pulled back the counterpane, and there
lock and went in. They hadn't been in but a minute when we heard a cry of fear, and Benjamin's daemon came a flying out and beckoned to us for help and flew in again, and we took our knife and ran in after her; only the place was dark, and full of wild forms and sounds that were confusing in their frightful movements; and we cast about, but protruding from Jacob's shoulder was the feathered end of an arrow in a mass
of clotted blood. The shaft and the head were so deep in the poor man's chest that only six inches or so remained above the skin. Lyra felt faint.
There was the sound of feet and voices outside on the jetty.there was a commotion above, and a fearful cry, and Benjamin and his daemon fell from a high staircase above us, his daemon a tugging and a fluttering to hold him up, but all in vain, for they crashed on the stone floor and both perished in a moment."And we couldn't see anything of Gerard, but there was a howl from above in his voice and we were too terrified and stunned to move, and then an arrow shot down at our shoulder and pierced deep down within...."The daemon's voice was fainter, and a groan came from the wounded man. Farder Coram leaned forward and gently pulled back the counterpane, and there
Leonardo da Vinci Madonna with Flower
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when we retire into the parley room, you have my promise."
She sat down and a man stood up.
"Lord Faa, I heard you say that Lord Asriel is in captivity. Is it part of your plan to rescue him? Because if it is, and if he's in the power of them bears as I think you said, that's going to need more than a hundred and seventy men. And to mention. I'm truly sorry to distress anyone, but we all heard this kind of thing, and I want to get it out in the open. Now in case you find anything of that awful kind, Lord Faa, I hope you're good friend as Lord Asriel is to us, I don't know as there's any call on us to go as far as that.""Adriaan Braks, you're not wrong. What I had it in my mind to do was to keep our eyes and ears open and see what knowledge we can glean while we're in the North. It may be that we can do something to help him, and it may not, but you can trust me not to use what you've provided, man and gold, for any purpose outside the Another woman stood up."Lord Faa, we don't know what them Gobblers might've been doing to our children. We all heard rumors and stories of fearful things. We hear about children with no heads, or about children cut in half and sewn together, or about things too awful
when we retire into the parley room, you have my promise."
She sat down and a man stood up.
"Lord Faa, I heard you say that Lord Asriel is in captivity. Is it part of your plan to rescue him? Because if it is, and if he's in the power of them bears as I think you said, that's going to need more than a hundred and seventy men. And to mention. I'm truly sorry to distress anyone, but we all heard this kind of thing, and I want to get it out in the open. Now in case you find anything of that awful kind, Lord Faa, I hope you're good friend as Lord Asriel is to us, I don't know as there's any call on us to go as far as that.""Adriaan Braks, you're not wrong. What I had it in my mind to do was to keep our eyes and ears open and see what knowledge we can glean while we're in the North. It may be that we can do something to help him, and it may not, but you can trust me not to use what you've provided, man and gold, for any purpose outside the Another woman stood up."Lord Faa, we don't know what them Gobblers might've been doing to our children. We all heard rumors and stories of fearful things. We hear about children with no heads, or about children cut in half and sewn together, or about things too awful
Monday, February 16, 2009
George Frederick Watts The Recording Angel
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that there's a good chance someone, somewhere, will benefit.
5 Your (federal) taxes won't rise.
Never of the current crisis. While the American people are learning to live within their means, the new American government has discovered an unlimited (for now) line of credit. The United States may have led the world into this crisis, but the world now seems more than willing to lend us unlimited amounts of money to lead the way out.mind those campaign calls for higher taxes on Americans. Truth is, no politician is going to push for general tax increases in the midst of a severe recession.You may wonder: How is the government going to pay for that trillion-dollar stimulus package? Or the multitrillion-dollar bailout of financial institutions, auto companies and anyone else sideswiped by the current crisis? Or the continued wars in Iraq and Afghanistan? Or the (still) rapidly rising cost of the baby boomers' retirement?Well, that's the sweet secret
that there's a good chance someone, somewhere, will benefit.
5 Your (federal) taxes won't rise.
Never of the current crisis. While the American people are learning to live within their means, the new American government has discovered an unlimited (for now) line of credit. The United States may have led the world into this crisis, but the world now seems more than willing to lend us unlimited amounts of money to lead the way out.mind those campaign calls for higher taxes on Americans. Truth is, no politician is going to push for general tax increases in the midst of a severe recession.You may wonder: How is the government going to pay for that trillion-dollar stimulus package? Or the multitrillion-dollar bailout of financial institutions, auto companies and anyone else sideswiped by the current crisis? Or the continued wars in Iraq and Afghanistan? Or the (still) rapidly rising cost of the baby boomers' retirement?Well, that's the sweet secret
Jean Francois Millet The Walk to Work
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patent-leather shoes?"
Five minutes later Lyra was knocking on the door of the Master's lodging, the grand and slightly gloomy house that opened into the Yaxley Quadrangle and backed onto the Library g, an ermine now for politeness, rubbed himself against her leg. The door was opened by the Master's manservant Cousins, an old enemy of Lyra's; butLyra realized why they weren't going to dine in Hall: three of the guests were women.
"Ah, Lyra," said the Master. "I'm so glad you could come. Cousins, could you find some sort of soft drink? Dame Hannah, I don't think you've met Lyra...Lord Asriel's niece, you know."
Dame Hannah Relf was the head of one of the women's colleges, an elderly gray-haired lady whose daemon was a marmoset. Lyra shook hands as politely as she could, and both knew that this was a state of truce."Mrs. Lonsdale said I was to come," said Lyra."Yes," said Cousins, stepping aside. "The Master's in the drawing room."He showed her into the large room that overlooked the last of the sun shone into it, through the gap between the library and Palmer's Tower, and lit up the heavy pictures and the glum silver the Master collected. It also lit up the guests, and
patent-leather shoes?"
Five minutes later Lyra was knocking on the door of the Master's lodging, the grand and slightly gloomy house that opened into the Yaxley Quadrangle and backed onto the Library g, an ermine now for politeness, rubbed himself against her leg. The door was opened by the Master's manservant Cousins, an old enemy of Lyra's; butLyra realized why they weren't going to dine in Hall: three of the guests were women.
"Ah, Lyra," said the Master. "I'm so glad you could come. Cousins, could you find some sort of soft drink? Dame Hannah, I don't think you've met Lyra...Lord Asriel's niece, you know."
Dame Hannah Relf was the head of one of the women's colleges, an elderly gray-haired lady whose daemon was a marmoset. Lyra shook hands as politely as she could, and both knew that this was a state of truce."Mrs. Lonsdale said I was to come," said Lyra."Yes," said Cousins, stepping aside. "The Master's in the drawing room."He showed her into the large room that overlooked the last of the sun shone into it, through the gap between the library and Palmer's Tower, and lit up the heavy pictures and the glum silver the Master collected. It also lit up the guests, and
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Tamara de Lempicka Calla Lilies
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friends. She knew that both Lord Asriel and the Master were members of the Cabinet Council, the Prime Minister's special advisory body, so it might have been something to do with that; but meetings of the Cabinet Council were war?"
"Not yet. Lord Asriel wouldn't be dining here if it was going to break out in the next week or so." "That's what I thought. But later?" "Shh! Someone's coming."
She sat up and put her eye to the crack of the door. It was the Butlerheld in the palace, not in the Retiring Room of Jordan College. Then there was the rumor that had been keeping the college servants whispering for days. It was said that the Tartars had invaded Muscovy, and were surging north to St. Petersburg, from where they would be able to dominate the Baltic Sea and eventually overcome the entire west of Europe. And Lord Asriel had been in the far North: when she'd seen him last, he was preparing an expedition to Lapland..."Pan," she whispered."Yes?""Do you think there'll be a
friends. She knew that both Lord Asriel and the Master were members of the Cabinet Council, the Prime Minister's special advisory body, so it might have been something to do with that; but meetings of the Cabinet Council were war?"
"Not yet. Lord Asriel wouldn't be dining here if it was going to break out in the next week or so." "That's what I thought. But later?" "Shh! Someone's coming."
She sat up and put her eye to the crack of the door. It was the Butlerheld in the palace, not in the Retiring Room of Jordan College. Then there was the rumor that had been keeping the college servants whispering for days. It was said that the Tartars had invaded Muscovy, and were surging north to St. Petersburg, from where they would be able to dominate the Baltic Sea and eventually overcome the entire west of Europe. And Lord Asriel had been in the far North: when she'd seen him last, he was preparing an expedition to Lapland..."Pan," she whispered."Yes?""Do you think there'll be a
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Pablo Picasso Crucifixion
Pablo Picasso CrucifixionPablo Picasso Bread and Fruit Dish on a TablePablo Picasso Ambroise Vollard
Because, Dr. Grumman, or John Parry, or whatever name you take up in whatever world you end up in, you be aware of this: I love that little child like a daughter. If I'd had a child of my own, I couldn't love her more. And if you break that oath, whatever remains of me will pursue whatever remains of you, and you'll spend the rest of eternity wishing you never existed. That's how important that oath is."
"I ," said Hester. "You cain't see to the right from there, and they could rush us. Take the smaller one."
There was a roaring in Lee's ears that had nothing to do with the conflagration in the forest below, or with the laboring drone of the zeppelin trying understand. And you have my word.""Then that's all I need to know. Go well."The shaman held out his hand, and Lee shook it. Then Grumman turned and made his way up the gulch, and Lee looked around for the best place to make his stand."Not the big boulder, Lee
Because, Dr. Grumman, or John Parry, or whatever name you take up in whatever world you end up in, you be aware of this: I love that little child like a daughter. If I'd had a child of my own, I couldn't love her more. And if you break that oath, whatever remains of me will pursue whatever remains of you, and you'll spend the rest of eternity wishing you never existed. That's how important that oath is."
"I ," said Hester. "You cain't see to the right from there, and they could rush us. Take the smaller one."
There was a roaring in Lee's ears that had nothing to do with the conflagration in the forest below, or with the laboring drone of the zeppelin trying understand. And you have my word.""Then that's all I need to know. Go well."The shaman held out his hand, and Lee shook it. Then Grumman turned and made his way up the gulch, and Lee looked around for the best place to make his stand."Not the big boulder, Lee
Rembrandt Samson And Delilah
Rembrandt Samson And DelilahLord Frederick Leighton OdalisqueLord Frederick Leighton Nausicaa
detector that keeps out unwanted messages. Best of all, Gmail is fast—you can switch between messages and folders quicker than you can in any other e-mail program, even desktop-based systems. Coleman told me that the team is constantly measuring and tweaking the responsiveness of its interface. (The software gives coders a readout of how long, on average, various tasks take to complete.) The Gmail managers are also gaga over user-interface tests: Before instituting any major feature, developers bring users into a whiz-bang lab outfitted with cameras and eye-tracking detector that keeps out unwanted messages. Best of all, Gmail is fast—you can switch between messages and folders quicker than you can in any other e-mail program, even desktop-based systems. Coleman told me that the team is constantly measuring and tweaking the responsiveness of its interface. (The software gives coders a readout of how long, on average, various tasks take to complete.) The Gmail managers are also gaga over user-interface tests: Before instituting any major feature, developers bring users into a whiz-bang lab outfitted with cameras and eye-tracking see how people react to the new stuff.
see how people react to the new stuff.
detector that keeps out unwanted messages. Best of all, Gmail is fast—you can switch between messages and folders quicker than you can in any other e-mail program, even desktop-based systems. Coleman told me that the team is constantly measuring and tweaking the responsiveness of its interface. (The software gives coders a readout of how long, on average, various tasks take to complete.) The Gmail managers are also gaga over user-interface tests: Before instituting any major feature, developers bring users into a whiz-bang lab outfitted with cameras and eye-tracking detector that keeps out unwanted messages. Best of all, Gmail is fast—you can switch between messages and folders quicker than you can in any other e-mail program, even desktop-based systems. Coleman told me that the team is constantly measuring and tweaking the responsiveness of its interface. (The software gives coders a readout of how long, on average, various tasks take to complete.) The Gmail managers are also gaga over user-interface tests: Before instituting any major feature, developers bring users into a whiz-bang lab outfitted with cameras and eye-tracking see how people react to the new stuff.
see how people react to the new stuff.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Caravaggio The Incredulity of Saint Thomas
Caravaggio The Incredulity of Saint ThomasAlbert Bierstadt Among the Sierra Nevada Mountains CaliforniaAlbert Bierstadt Yosemite Valley
was silent. He fell to his knees on the dewy grass and fumbled for the alethiometer.
"Here," he said to Lyra.
She took it. With shaking hands he slid the knife back into its sheath. Then he lay down trembling in all his limbs and closed his eyes, and felt the moonlight bathing him with silver, and felt Lyra undoing his bandage and tying it up stuff. Come on, I'll make a new bandage, I'll put some to cook, I'll make some omelette, whatever you want, and we'll sleep… We'll be safe now we've got the alethiometer back, you'll see. I'll do nothing now except help you find your father, I promise…"
She helped him up, and they walked slowly through the great white-gleaming house under the moon.again with delicate, gentle movements."Oh, Will," he heard her say. "Thank you for what you done, for all of it…""I hope the cat's all right," he muttered. "She's like my Moxie. She's probably . In her own world again. She'll be all right now.""You know what I thought? I thought for a second she was your daemon. She done what a good daemon would have done, anyway. We rescued her and she rescued us. Come on, Will, don't lie on the grass, it's wet. You got to come and lie down in a proper bed, else you'll catch cold. We'll go in that big house over there. There's bound to be beds and food and
was silent. He fell to his knees on the dewy grass and fumbled for the alethiometer.
"Here," he said to Lyra.
She took it. With shaking hands he slid the knife back into its sheath. Then he lay down trembling in all his limbs and closed his eyes, and felt the moonlight bathing him with silver, and felt Lyra undoing his bandage and tying it up stuff. Come on, I'll make a new bandage, I'll put some to cook, I'll make some omelette, whatever you want, and we'll sleep… We'll be safe now we've got the alethiometer back, you'll see. I'll do nothing now except help you find your father, I promise…"
She helped him up, and they walked slowly through the great white-gleaming house under the moon.again with delicate, gentle movements."Oh, Will," he heard her say. "Thank you for what you done, for all of it…""I hope the cat's all right," he muttered. "She's like my Moxie. She's probably . In her own world again. She'll be all right now.""You know what I thought? I thought for a second she was your daemon. She done what a good daemon would have done, anyway. We rescued her and she rescued us. Come on, Will, don't lie on the grass, it's wet. You got to come and lie down in a proper bed, else you'll catch cold. We'll go in that big house over there. There's bound to be beds and food and
Friday, February 6, 2009
Vincent van Gogh Fishing Boats on the Beach
Vincent van Gogh Fishing Boats on the BeachVincent van Gogh Cornfield with CypressesVincent van Gogh Cherry Tree
protect oneself. There are also some personality theorists who postulate that laughing, and even the degree to which we are ticklish, is based on how anxious or jumpy we are as people. They believe that those who are more study conducted at the University of San Diego challenged these social hypotheses. Researchers created a tickle machine to test whether participants would have the same reaction to a non-human tickling sensation, and many ended up having similar responses—laughing, twitching uncontrollably—to those tickled by another person. Another study also found that rats similarly laugh when tickled, implying that the laughter might be reflexive, at least initially, rather than socially learned.
Our common response to tickling may start out
prone to anxiety tend to have the most uncontrolled reactions to tickling, and that even the anticipation alone can set them off. However, one
protect oneself. There are also some personality theorists who postulate that laughing, and even the degree to which we are ticklish, is based on how anxious or jumpy we are as people. They believe that those who are more study conducted at the University of San Diego challenged these social hypotheses. Researchers created a tickle machine to test whether participants would have the same reaction to a non-human tickling sensation, and many ended up having similar responses—laughing, twitching uncontrollably—to those tickled by another person. Another study also found that rats similarly laugh when tickled, implying that the laughter might be reflexive, at least initially, rather than socially learned.
Our common response to tickling may start out
prone to anxiety tend to have the most uncontrolled reactions to tickling, and that even the anticipation alone can set them off. However, one
Thursday, February 5, 2009
John William Waterhouse Circe offering the Cup to Ulysses
John William Waterhouse Circe offering the Cup to UlyssesJohn William Waterhouse BoreasJohn William Waterhouse Ariadne
the pale-haired man, so Lyra could dash out and away before they got through.
Across the road, ignoring the cars, the brakes, the squeal of tires; into this gap between tall buildings, and then another road,up Norham a quiet tree-lined road of tall Victorian houses near the park.
She stopped to gain her breath. There was a tall hedge in front of one of the with a low wall at its foot, and she sat there tucked closely in under the privet.
"She helped us!" Pantalaimon said. "Dr. Malone with cars from both directions. But she was quick, dodging bicycles, always with the pale-haired man just behind her—oh, he was frightening!Into aover a fence, through some bushes—Pantalaimon skimming overhead, a swift, calling to her which way to go; crouching down behind a coal bunker as the pale man's footsteps came racing past, and she couldn't hear him panting, he was so fast, and so fit; and Pantalaimon said, "Back now! Go back to the road—"So she crept out of her hiding place and ran back across the grass, out through the garden gate, into the open spaces of the Banbury Road again; and once again she dodged across, and once again tires squealed on the road; and then she was running
the pale-haired man, so Lyra could dash out and away before they got through.
Across the road, ignoring the cars, the brakes, the squeal of tires; into this gap between tall buildings, and then another road,up Norham a quiet tree-lined road of tall Victorian houses near the park.
She stopped to gain her breath. There was a tall hedge in front of one of the with a low wall at its foot, and she sat there tucked closely in under the privet.
"She helped us!" Pantalaimon said. "Dr. Malone with cars from both directions. But she was quick, dodging bicycles, always with the pale-haired man just behind her—oh, he was frightening!Into aover a fence, through some bushes—Pantalaimon skimming overhead, a swift, calling to her which way to go; crouching down behind a coal bunker as the pale man's footsteps came racing past, and she couldn't hear him panting, he was so fast, and so fit; and Pantalaimon said, "Back now! Go back to the road—"So she crept out of her hiding place and ran back across the grass, out through the garden gate, into the open spaces of the Banbury Road again; and once again she dodged across, and once again tires squealed on the road; and then she was running
Leroy Neiman Bullfight
Leroy Neiman BullfightLeroy Neiman Bucking BroncLeroy Neiman Blood Tennis
the monster in the closet. You know that it has not grown bigger than the closet and busted down the door, but you don't know exactly how big it is in there," Priedhorsky said. However, the most startling fact about Wikipedia remains how accurate it is, not how inaccurate.
"As a researcher, I'm. Any controversial edit is likely to be quickly seen by many people."
What opponents fear most from the new "flagged revisions" rule is that it could put off a new generation of writers and editors, slamming this extraordinary global phenomenon into reverse. It's not something that seems to worry baffled that it works, but Wikipedia is one of the wonderful things that has happened in the 21st century. Many hands make light work. There are millions of people who edit Wikipedia, and many of them track changes to the pages they are interested in. I have 43 pages on my watchlist, for example, covering subjects I know things about
the monster in the closet. You know that it has not grown bigger than the closet and busted down the door, but you don't know exactly how big it is in there," Priedhorsky said. However, the most startling fact about Wikipedia remains how accurate it is, not how inaccurate.
"As a researcher, I'm. Any controversial edit is likely to be quickly seen by many people."
What opponents fear most from the new "flagged revisions" rule is that it could put off a new generation of writers and editors, slamming this extraordinary global phenomenon into reverse. It's not something that seems to worry baffled that it works, but Wikipedia is one of the wonderful things that has happened in the 21st century. Many hands make light work. There are millions of people who edit Wikipedia, and many of them track changes to the pages they are interested in. I have 43 pages on my watchlist, for example, covering subjects I know things about
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Leroy Neiman High Seas Sailing II
Leroy Neiman High Seas Sailing IILeroy Neiman High Altitude SkiingLeroy Neiman Hawaiian Surfers
What am I interested in?" she said. "Oh, all sorts of things, really. Those skulls I got interested in just now, when I saw them there. I shouldn't think anyone would want that done. It's horrible."
"No, I wouldn't enjoy it myself, but I promise you it does happen. I could take you to meet someone who's done it," he ," he said, handing her a card. "Just in case you want to know more about things like this."
"Thank you," she said blandly, and put it in the little pocket on the back of her rucksack before leaving. She felt he was watching her all the way out.
Once she was outside the museum, she turned in to the park, which she said, looking so friendly and helpful that she was very nearly tempted. But then out came that little dark tongue point, as quick as a snake's, flick-moisten, and she shook her head."I got to go," she said. "Thank you for offering, but I better not. Anyway, I got to go now because I'm meeting someone. My friend," she added. "Who I'm staying with.""Yes, of course," he said kindly. "Well, it was nice talking to you. Bye-bye, Lizzie.""Bye," she said."Oh, just in case, here's my name and address
What am I interested in?" she said. "Oh, all sorts of things, really. Those skulls I got interested in just now, when I saw them there. I shouldn't think anyone would want that done. It's horrible."
"No, I wouldn't enjoy it myself, but I promise you it does happen. I could take you to meet someone who's done it," he ," he said, handing her a card. "Just in case you want to know more about things like this."
"Thank you," she said blandly, and put it in the little pocket on the back of her rucksack before leaving. She felt he was watching her all the way out.
Once she was outside the museum, she turned in to the park, which she said, looking so friendly and helpful that she was very nearly tempted. But then out came that little dark tongue point, as quick as a snake's, flick-moisten, and she shook her head."I got to go," she said. "Thank you for offering, but I better not. Anyway, I got to go now because I'm meeting someone. My friend," she added. "Who I'm staying with.""Yes, of course," he said kindly. "Well, it was nice talking to you. Bye-bye, Lizzie.""Bye," she said."Oh, just in case, here's my name and address
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Leroy Neiman Carnaval Suite Panteras
Leroy Neiman Carnaval Suite PanterasLeroy Neiman Cafe Rive GaucheLeroy Neiman Beach at Cannes
would willingly join forces with him, because he hates the Church and all it does."
"That is what I have to say."
Ruta Skadi spoke passionately, and Serafina admired her power and her beauty. When the Latvian queen sat down, Serafina turned to Lee Scoresby.
"Mr. Scoresby is a came from another world. I won't trespass long on your patience."
"When I was traveling north to Bolvangar with the gyptians, the child Lyra told me about something that happened in the used to live in, back in Oxford. Lord Asriel had shown the other scholars the severed head of a man called Stanislaus Grumman, and that kinda persuaded them to give him some money to come north and find out what had happened."
"Now, the child was so sure of what she'd seen that I didn't like to question friend of the child's, and thus a friend of ours," she said. "Would you tell us your thoughts, sir?"The Texan got to his feet, whiplash-lean and courteous. He looked as if he were not conscious of the strangeness of the occasion, but he was. His hare daemon, Hester, crouched beside him, her ears flat along her back, her golden eyes half closed."Ma'am," he said, "I have to thank you all first for the kindness you've shown to me, and the help you extended to an aeronaut battered by winds that
would willingly join forces with him, because he hates the Church and all it does."
"That is what I have to say."
Ruta Skadi spoke passionately, and Serafina admired her power and her beauty. When the Latvian queen sat down, Serafina turned to Lee Scoresby.
"Mr. Scoresby is a came from another world. I won't trespass long on your patience."
"When I was traveling north to Bolvangar with the gyptians, the child Lyra told me about something that happened in the used to live in, back in Oxford. Lord Asriel had shown the other scholars the severed head of a man called Stanislaus Grumman, and that kinda persuaded them to give him some money to come north and find out what had happened."
"Now, the child was so sure of what she'd seen that I didn't like to question friend of the child's, and thus a friend of ours," she said. "Would you tell us your thoughts, sir?"The Texan got to his feet, whiplash-lean and courteous. He looked as if he were not conscious of the strangeness of the occasion, but he was. His hare daemon, Hester, crouched beside him, her ears flat along her back, her golden eyes half closed."Ma'am," he said, "I have to thank you all first for the kindness you've shown to me, and the help you extended to an aeronaut battered by winds that
Claude Monet Apple Trees In Blossom
Claude Monet Apple Trees In BlossomClaude Monet Haystack at GivernyClaude Monet Girls In A Boat
weight of the world haven't overcome you. If your day isn't marked by at least a few dozen, then you need to explore whether you are depressed or overly stressed.
2. Treat yourself to a comedy festival. Rent movies like Meet the Parents; Young Frankenstein; Pee-Wee's Big Adventure; Monty about. By revealing your vulnerable moments and being self-deprecating, you open yourself up much more to the
4. Anytime something annoying and frustrating occurs, turn it on its head and find the humor. Sure, you can be angry at getting splashed with mud, stepping in dog poop, or inadvertently throwing a red towel in with the white laundry. In fact, that is probably the most normal response. But it doePython and the Holy Grail; This Is Spinal Tap; Animal House; Blazing Saddles; Trading Places; Finding Nemo. Reward yourself frequently with the gift of laughter, Hollywood style.3. Recall several of the most embarrassing moments in your life. Then find the humor in them. Now practice telling stories describing them in a humorous way. It might take a little exaggeration or dramatization, but that's what good storytelling is all
weight of the world haven't overcome you. If your day isn't marked by at least a few dozen, then you need to explore whether you are depressed or overly stressed.
2. Treat yourself to a comedy festival. Rent movies like Meet the Parents; Young Frankenstein; Pee-Wee's Big Adventure; Monty about. By revealing your vulnerable moments and being self-deprecating, you open yourself up much more to the
4. Anytime something annoying and frustrating occurs, turn it on its head and find the humor. Sure, you can be angry at getting splashed with mud, stepping in dog poop, or inadvertently throwing a red towel in with the white laundry. In fact, that is probably the most normal response. But it doePython and the Holy Grail; This Is Spinal Tap; Animal House; Blazing Saddles; Trading Places; Finding Nemo. Reward yourself frequently with the gift of laughter, Hollywood style.3. Recall several of the most embarrassing moments in your life. Then find the humor in them. Now practice telling stories describing them in a humorous way. It might take a little exaggeration or dramatization, but that's what good storytelling is all
Monday, February 2, 2009
Juan Gris Man in the Cafe
Juan Gris Man in the CafeJuan Gris BreakfastGeorge Bellows Stag at Sharkey's
he has, she thought, and moved on.
There was not much traffic in the High Street, and when they turned down the steps opposite Magdalen college toward the gate of the Botanic Garden, they were completely alone. There was an ornate gateway, with stone seats inside it,with a fountain under a wide-spreading tree, and then struck off to the left between beds of plants toward a huge many-trunked pine. There was a massive stone wall with a doorway in it, and in the farther part of the garden, the trees were younger and the planting less formal. Lyra led him almost to the end of the garden, over a little bridge, to a wooden seat under a spreading, low-branched tree.
"Yes!" she said. "I hoped so much, and here it is, just the same.. .Will, I used to come here in my Oxford and sit on this exact same bench whenever I wanted and while Mary and Serafina sat there, Will and Lyra climbed over the iron fence into the garden itself. Their daemons slipped through the bars and flowed ahead of them into the garden."It's this way," said Lyra, tugging at Will's hand.She led him past a pool
he has, she thought, and moved on.
There was not much traffic in the High Street, and when they turned down the steps opposite Magdalen college toward the gate of the Botanic Garden, they were completely alone. There was an ornate gateway, with stone seats inside it,with a fountain under a wide-spreading tree, and then struck off to the left between beds of plants toward a huge many-trunked pine. There was a massive stone wall with a doorway in it, and in the farther part of the garden, the trees were younger and the planting less formal. Lyra led him almost to the end of the garden, over a little bridge, to a wooden seat under a spreading, low-branched tree.
"Yes!" she said. "I hoped so much, and here it is, just the same.. .Will, I used to come here in my Oxford and sit on this exact same bench whenever I wanted and while Mary and Serafina sat there, Will and Lyra climbed over the iron fence into the garden itself. Their daemons slipped through the bars and flowed ahead of them into the garden."It's this way," said Lyra, tugging at Will's hand.She led him past a pool
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Leonardo da Vinci Madonna Litta
Leonardo da Vinci Madonna LittaLeonardo da Vinci Female HeadLeonardo da Vinci Annunciation
glory of God, till I saw there wasn't any God at all and that physics was more interesting anyway. The Christian religion is a very powerful and convincing mistake, that's all."
"When did youbefore; in fact, I'd never been out of England. The whole plane flight, the hotel, the bright sunlight, the foreign languages all around me, the well-known people who were going to speak, and the thought of my own paper and wondering whether anyone would turn up to listen and whether I'd be too nervous to get the words out... Oh, I was keyed up with excitement, I can't tell you.
"And I was so innocent, you have to remember that. I'd been stop being a nun?" said Lyra."I remember it exactly," Mary said, "even to the time of day. Because I was good at physics, they let me keep up my university see, and I finished my doctorate and I was going to teach. It wasn't one of those orders where they shut you away from the world. In fact, we didn't even wear the habit; we just had to dress soberly and wear a crucifix. So I was going into university to teach and do research into particle physics."And there was a conference on my subject and they asked me to come and read a paper. The conference was in Lisbon, and I'd never been there
glory of God, till I saw there wasn't any God at all and that physics was more interesting anyway. The Christian religion is a very powerful and convincing mistake, that's all."
"When did youbefore; in fact, I'd never been out of England. The whole plane flight, the hotel, the bright sunlight, the foreign languages all around me, the well-known people who were going to speak, and the thought of my own paper and wondering whether anyone would turn up to listen and whether I'd be too nervous to get the words out... Oh, I was keyed up with excitement, I can't tell you.
"And I was so innocent, you have to remember that. I'd been stop being a nun?" said Lyra."I remember it exactly," Mary said, "even to the time of day. Because I was good at physics, they let me keep up my university see, and I finished my doctorate and I was going to teach. It wasn't one of those orders where they shut you away from the world. In fact, we didn't even wear the habit; we just had to dress soberly and wear a crucifix. So I was going into university to teach and do research into particle physics."And there was a conference on my subject and they asked me to come and read a paper. The conference was in Lisbon, and I'd never been there
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