We wouldn't want them to think we were doing anything immoral.
What time are we going to leave tomorrow?
"Dad," Jonathan said, "When we get the new baby, where will we put him when we ride in the car?"
"Maybe we could get a van," Carmen suggested.
We have some cold days, but mostly it is warm.
We must get up early tomorrow and make plans for the party.
Sometimes we make our presents for each other - those are the best ones.
"I'm sure we are in no danger," said Dorothy, in a sober voice.
But if you will come with me to one of our folk gardens I will show you the way we grow in the Land of the Mangaboos.
There were no stairs in their houses, because they did not need them, but on a level surface they generally walked just as we do.
If we keep cool and moist, and meet with no accidents, we often live for five years.
"This is one of the most unpleasant things about our vegetable lives," continued the Prince, with a sigh, "that while we are in our full prime we must give way to another, and be covered up in the ground to sprout and grow and give birth to other people."
We wouldn't grow under ground, I'm sure.
"Oh, Eureka! perhaps we can find you some milk-weeds to eat," said the boy.
Why should we bother?
"Yes, why should we?" said Mr. Speed.
Now we know it.
"Come, Edward, we must hurry," said the sister.
We must not be late.
At last James Hogg said, "It's of no use; all we can do is to go home and tell the master that we have lost his whole flock."
They answered, "We cannot tell you, O King; for none of our histories go back so far."
Just as ancient cultures used creation myths to explain their beginnings, we have stories of the "American Experience" that we tell again and again until they acquire mythic status.
And this man was saying we were going to the moon in a rocket ship made of metals we hadn't even invented.
That mindset—"Why don't we decide what kind of world we want to live in and then make it?"—permeated our collective consciousness for a long time.
I am not saying we live in a utopia.
We have, in fact, envisioned a better world and have made it happen.
Why should we expect that to change?
I see how human ingenuity and new technologies have eliminated previously insoluble problems once we stand back and let free markets do what they do best: direct the allocation of capital to find a solution.
If we have once seen, "the day is ours, and what the day has shown."
Inspired, perhaps, by Master Gobbler's success, we carried off to the woodpile a cake which the cook had just frosted, and ate every bit of it.
When we were fortunate enough to find a nest I never allowed her to carry the eggs home, making her understand by emphatic signs that she might fall and break them.
We were busy cutting out paper dolls; but we soon wearied of this amusement, and after cutting up our shoestrings and clipping all the leaves off the honeysuckle that were within reach, I turned my attention to Martha's corkscrews.
When I was about five years old we moved from the little vine-covered house to a large new one.
We lived a long way from any school for the blind or the deaf, and it seemed unlikely that any one would come to such an out-of-the-way place as Tuscumbia to teach a child who was both deaf and blind.
When we arrived in Baltimore, Dr. Chisholm received us kindly: but he could do nothing.
We commonly do not remember that it is, after all, always the first person that is speaking.
When we consider what, to use the words of the catechism, is the chief end of man, and what are the true necessaries and means of life, it appears as if men had deliberately chosen the common mode of living because they preferred it to any other.
Hippocrates has even left directions how we should cut our nails; that is, even with the ends of the fingers, neither shorter nor longer.
But man's capacities have never been measured; nor are we to judge of what he can do by any precedents, so little has been tried.
We might try our lives by a thousand simple tests; as, for instance, that the same sun which ripens my beans illumines at once a system of earths like ours.
We should live in all the ages of the world in an hour; ay, in all the worlds of the ages.
I think that we may safely trust a good deal more than we do.
They have decided that Buonaparte has burnt his boats, and I believe that we are ready to burn ours.
We alone must avenge the blood of the just one....
Whom, I ask you, can we rely on?...
Presently he added: That's what we fathers have to put up with....
"We will talk of it later," said Anna Pavlovna with a smile.
"Papa, we shall be late," said Princess Helene, turning her beautiful head and looking over her classically molded shoulder as she stood waiting by the door.
"Papa," said his beautiful daughter in the same tone as before, "we shall be late."