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|A Mystery Tale of Dark Harlem Rudolph Fisher. rassment, his dignity, his utter |
composure, could not fail to produce effect. "Complete the duty ?" "It is a part of
my duty, as the king of my people, to find the killer and bring him to the just ...
1973 - 128 pages
|A timeless tale of morality, tragedy and pure adventure, The Epic of Gilgamesh is a landmark literary exploration of man's search for immortality.|
Sarah Lawall - 2010
|That, I submit, should be our second step: not only registering estrangement but |
describing it, putting it into words which will, ... it is the dark. A: Man eats and
sleeps. He dies. And it is the great cold. B: It is the great cold of the night, it is the
|And no one could see him; no one knew—I dared tell no one. At times he would |
leave me, but not for long; then he would return and whisper or stare. My heart
was torn with a strange fear, but could not die. Then I met an old man. “You all ...
|By then it was almost dark and I could only see the female lions. Mike told me |
where the lion was lying. I then put another round in the lion's back. Finally, I got
another “well done” from Mike. We waited before we proceeded to the place
|"Dead," hissed Axis, and behind him StarDrifter's face was as implacable and as |
cold as his son's. "Dead, as you will be ... "No harm?" Gorgrael thought he could
see fire (or was it ice?) glinting somewhere in the depths of the Dark Man's hood.
|When a man dies violently, burning to death alone in a confined space with no |
one to help him, that imprint should be all ... She could see realisation dawning
on the faces of Grimes and Franklin, even as Hass's expression stayed
|A man's life is not one man's life, but is the life of mankind so closely interwoven |
that it resembles the carpet covering the floor of a ... Man dies, but the world
cannot. ... Cold makes darkness deeper, just as darkness makes cold more
|MATTHEW 27:54 Did Christ die as any other man dies? His birth was not like any |
other man's birth; His death was not like any other man's death. ... All this was in
that tiny seed, yet one could not see it until it died. ... Let us look at these miracles
that occurred at the cross: (1) the darkness that covered the earth; (2) the veil of
the Temple that was torn in two; (3) the earthquake that split the rocks and
|The swordsman wheezed and died. Daros recoiled. He had never killed a man |
before. But he could not stand in horror, gaping at the thick wetness on his hands.
He was a slave—waked to fight but not to think. With all the strength that he had,