Mine will be taught to mind.
Your soul and mine on the table.
It is a rare privilege to watch the birth, growth, and first feeble struggles of a living mind; this privilege is mine; and moreover, it is given me to rouse and guide this bright intelligence.
It's Howie's head so it's his choice but the machines, are mine exclusively.
"Mine, too," Darian echoed.
The mine tunnel narrowed and the pair was forced to hunch down under the low ceiling that closed in the fetid air around them like a soaked and musty blanket.
Arrange that affair for me and I shall always be your most devoted slave-slafe with an f, as a village elder of mine writes in his reports.
"You see mine?" he asked.
I don't even know when mine is.
"Mine don't retract," she said with a grimace.
"Let the girl go, and I'll make sure your soul goes where it should, right beside mine," Past-Death said with calmness Deidre envied.
Someone told Caleb about this old mine and this thing they swore was in it.
He didn't even prattle on about some alleged personal experiences in a diamond mine in Africa, a search for gold or other such nonsense he was expected to resurrect or invent.
Toward dawn, her conversation became fixed on the skeleton-man she'd discovered in the depths of the mine as if he too was a forever forgotten soul, equally immersed in lonely darkness.
She and another child were poking around a mine up above Governor's Basin.
What's she doing in a mine in the first place?
And because some little snot-nose has a vivid imagination, or thinks it's fun to tell whoppers, I'm supposed to go traipsing off in some god-forsaken mine on the taxpayer's expense on a treasure hunt?
Dean brought Fred and Cynthia up to date on his strained meeting with the new acting sheriff and Fitzgerald's reluctant agreement to check out the skeleton—Martha's bones, as the mine-hidden discovery was now named.
Dawkins bought the parcel that contained the mine in 1955, part of sixty acres.
I don't give a damn about a bunch of bones, but where do you get off saying The Lucky Pup Mine is yours?
It sounds like the Lucky Pup Mine is at the bottom of the whole business.
According to Martha, no one has been near that mine in years.
"Going up to that mine scares the you-know-what out of me," she whispered, "but I feel like we're doing it for Martha—after our promise to her.
Joseph asked Fred for a marker and cardboard and began making "No Trespassing" signs, signifying he planned a visit to the mine later.
They had compared Martha's drawing to the contour maps of the area back at Bird Song and decided this was as close to the general area of the mine that any type of roadway touched.
Exiting the parked Jeep, they climbed the rocky trail a few yards further, looking off to the left, the direction where the mine should have been located.
Dean glanced up, trying to catch his breath and spotted the mine portal before them.
Dean was thankful they both wore old hiking boots as they stepped forward, gazing with trepidation as the cool breath of the mine met them.
They stumbled from the mine, hugging one another in the sunshine, thankful that the frightening ordeal was over.
He turned and without hesitation, began the short ascent to the mine without even inquiring about directions.
"Well," said Cynthia, dredging up a pinch of optimism from a miserable situation, "whoever mis-marked our trail back in the mine at least thought we'd crawl out of the earth and make it this far.
All that is mine is yours, she concluded, scanning the faces before her.
"Your information may be better than mine," Anna Pavlovna suddenly and venomously retorted on the inexperienced young man, "but I know on good authority that this doctor is a very learned and able man.
But I have not killed anyone or taken anything that was not mine, but have only helped my poorer brothers.
Is it possible that this hand, that face, those eyes, all this treasure of feminine charm so strange to me now, is it possible that it will one day be mine forever, as familiar to me as I am to myself?...
Well, what business is it of mine what goes on there-- whether Arakcheev is bad, and all that?
What business was it of mine when I married and was so deep in debt that I was threatened with prison, and had a mother who could not see or understand it?
"Mine gives me fine clothes and plenty of money to spend," said the stranger.
Another favourite haunt of mine was the orchard, where the fruit ripened early in July.
It was then that I had opportunities such as had never been mine to enter into the treasures of the snow.
Indeed, I feel that the success is hers more than mine; for she is my constant inspiration....
I am sorry they wouldn't let us stay another week; but I think I have made the most I could of the opportunities that were mine the past two weeks, and I don't expect that I shall have any serious trouble with Helen in the future.