This might be the most difficult decision she would ever make.
There would be no selective reduction.
This would be the only attempt they would make.
Maybe he thought she would change her mind, but it wasn't going to happen.
She and Dad would have loved Alex.
It would be four to six weeks before they would know whether the procedure was successful.
How long would these mind games go on?
"Perhaps," said Dorothy, "if you untied him, he would go."
He was not going very fast, but on his flanks specks of foam began to appear and at times he would tremble like a leaf.
"Only a short time ago you told me there would be no more Rain of Stones or of People," said the Prince.
But I would like very much a blue hair-ribbon.
"No," returned Dorothy, stoutly, "it won't do to go back, for then we would never get home.
Would you like it again?
Would such a gentle animal be guilty of eating a fellow creature?
Would you like to read his speech?
"Mother," he would say, "do not be afraid.
Some would have smiled, if they had dared.
His father hoped that Daniel would grow up to be a wise and famous man.
Daniel and his father would ride there on horseback.
He was in trouble because his scholars would not study.
"I would rather live alone on a desert island than be a sailor on this ship," he said.
At expositions and fairs around the globe, exhibits forecast a coming day when everything would be faster, cheaper, cleaner, easier, and just altogether more wonderful.
That this democratization of information and opinion would lead to vigorous debate and encourage a young monk to question the church?
But every now and then there would be a little difference.
It would work in the reverse in the form of subsidies.
One would be to argue that energy costs will remain high.
If you would expect government to arrest someone who tried to murder you and put him in jail, how much more so would you expect them to try to stop a bacteria that is trying equally as hard to kill you.
You would think that when nations are poor, they need high tax rates to guarantee basic services to their people.
Then I would imitate the acts of cutting the slices and buttering them.
We would get on our toboggan, a boy would give us a shove, and off we went!
Plunging through drifts, leaping hollows, swooping down upon the lake, we would shoot across its gleaming surface to the opposite bank.
My thoughts would often rise and beat up like birds against the wind, and I persisted in using my lips and voice.
Friends tried to discourage this tendency, fearing lest it would lead to disappointment.
I resolved that I, too, would learn to speak.
I would not rest satisfied until my teacher took me, for advice and assistance, to Miss Sarah Fuller, principal of the Horace Mann School.
If I had remembered this it would have prevented some mistakes.
At other times watching from the observatory of some cliff or tree, to telegraph any new arrival; or waiting at evening on the hill-tops for the sky to fall, that I might catch something, though I never caught much, and that, manna-wise, would dissolve again in the sun.
It is an interesting question how far men would retain their relative rank if they were divested of their clothes.
Perhaps we should never procure a new suit, however ragged or dirty the old, until we have so conducted, so enterprised or sailed in some way, that we feel like new men in the old, and that to retain it would be like keeping new wine in old bottles.
Samuel Laing says that "the Laplander in his skin dress, and in a skin bag which he puts over his head and shoulders, will sleep night after night on the snow... in a degree of cold which would extinguish the life of one exposed to it in any woollen clothing."
It would be well, perhaps, if we were to spend more of our days and nights without any obstruction between us and the celestial bodies, if the poet did not speak so much from under a roof, or the saint dwell there so long.
I have seen Penobscot Indians, in this town, living in tents of thin cotton cloth, while the snow was nearly a foot deep around them, and I thought that they would be glad to have it deeper to keep out the wind.
"If they had known that you wished it, the entertainment would have been put off," said the prince, who, like a wound-up clock, by force of habit said things he did not even wish to be believed.
Lavater would have said I lack the bump of paternity.
That would be the best way.
"And that would be splendid," said Pierre.
Very likely it would be splendid, but it will never come about...
But that one word expressed an entreaty, a threat, and above all conviction that she would herself regret her words.
"Good night, Lise," said he, rising and courteously kissing her hand as he would have done to a stranger.