I don't know if he is actually trying to hide things, or simply doesn't know how to initiate the subject.
But then, she hadn't approved of his drinking or the way he treated Lori either.
Do you want a boy or a girl, Dad?
The idea of making love in a strange bedroom was disturbing enough, but with only a door between them and the children, locked or not, it didn't feel right.
Alfonso looked to be a year or so older than Jonathan.
"You're supposed to eat with a spoon or a fork," she instructed calmly as she finished wiping the little hand.
Or was it the other way around?
The top of the buggy caught the air like a parachute or an umbrella filled with wind, and held them back so that they floated downward with a gentle motion that was not so very disagreeable to bear.
"Look out!" cried Dorothy, who noticed that the beautiful man did not look where he was going; "be careful, or you'll fall off!"
The growing Mangaboos were of all sizes, from the blossom that had just turned into a wee baby to the full-grown and almost ripe man or woman.
Why, they're better than piglets--or even milk!
"But WE mus'n't eat them," the Wizard warned the children, "or we too may become invisible, and lose each other.
When you open the box the rustles will escape, whether you are wearing a silk dress or not, said the man, seriously.
But the road was nothing more than a series of rifts or cracks in the mountain, and it went zig-zag in every direction, slanting first up and then down until they were puzzled as to whether they were any nearer to the top of the earth than when they had started, hours before.
After you have written three or four words, you can put them together, can you not?
Sometimes he would take care of the whole flock while the shepherd was resting or eating his dinner.
"Which would you rather have" asked the caliph, "three hundred pieces of gold, or three wise sayings from my lips?"
These soldiers guarded the streets of the town; they would not let any one go out or come in without their leave.
The town seemed very still; but now and then he could hear the beating of a drum or the shouting of some soldier.
They thought that pictures might take one's mind away from things that were better or more useful.
The schoolhouse was two or three miles from home, but he did not mind the long walk through the woods and over the hills.
I make the predictions in this book not to be sensational or controversial.
Or astounding technological breakthroughs that have no precedent in reality.
Or radical shifts in human behavior or human nature, which will never happen.
Books based on this "wouldn't-it-be-great-if ..." approach to the future are works of pure faith or pure fiction, not of reason.
And because human nature changes either not at all or very slowly, people make the same choices over and over again.
Whether things in the future stay the same as they are today or change from what they are today, both are understood in terms of the current reality.
It took a decade or two for the new medium to be seen in light of itself, not just in terms of what it displaced.
I always knew when she wished me to bring her something, and I would run upstairs or anywhere else she indicated.
Two or three times we stopped to rest under a tree by the wayside.
This process was continued for several years; for the deaf child does not learn in a month, or even in two or three years, the numberless idioms and expressions used in the simplest daily intercourse.
Everything Miss Sullivan taught me she illustrated by a beautiful story or a poem.
Whenever anything delighted or interested me she talked it over with me just as if she were a little girl herself.
Indeed, everything that could hum, or buzz, or sing, or bloom had a part in my education-noisy-throated frogs, katydids and crickets held in my hand until forgetting their embarrassment, they trilled their reedy note, little downy chickens and wildflowers, the dogwood blossoms, meadow-violets and budding fruit trees.
Few know what joy it is to feel the roses pressing softly into the hand, or the beautiful motion of the lilies as they sway in the morning breeze.
Look at the teamster on the highway, wending to market by day or night; does any divinity stir within him?
What everybody echoes or in silence passes by as true to-day may turn out to be falsehood to-morrow, mere smoke of opinion, which some had trusted for a cloud that would sprinkle fertilizing rain on their fields.
It would be some advantage to live a primitive and frontier life, though in the midst of an outward civilization, if only to learn what are the gross necessaries of life and what methods have been taken to obtain them; or even to look over the old day-books of the merchants, to see what it was that men most commonly bought at the stores, what they stored, that is, what are the grossest groceries.
By the words, necessary of life, I mean whatever, of all that man obtains by his own exertions, has been from the first, or from long use has become, so important to human life that few, if any, whether from savageness, or poverty, or philosophy, ever attempt to do without it.
To the bison of the prairie it is a few inches of palatable grass, with water to drink; unless he seeks the Shelter of the forest or the mountain's shadow.
The animal heat is the result of a slow combustion, and disease and death take place when this is too rapid; or for want of fuel, or from some defect in the draught, the fire goes out.
Fuel, except to cook his Food, is then unnecessary; the sun is his fire, and many of the fruits are sufficiently cooked by its rays; while Food generally is more various, and more easily obtained, and Clothing and Shelter are wholly or half unnecessary.
And I don't believe a word that Hardenburg says, or Haugwitz either.
What have they done for Louis XVII, for the Queen, or for Madame Elizabeth?
Though it was unintelligible why he had told it, or why it had to be told in Russian, still Anna Pavlovna and the others appreciated Prince Hippolyte's social tact in so agreeably ending Pierre's unpleasant and unamiable outburst.
"Go in, Annette, or you will catch cold," said the little princess, taking leave of Anna Pavlovna.
Either from awkwardness or intentionally (no one could have said which) after the shawl had been adjusted he kept his arm around her for a long time, as though embracing her.
Are you going to be a guardsman or a diplomatist? asked Prince Andrew after a momentary silence.
I don't like either the one or the other.