Gustav Klimt The Tree of Life

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She had the feeling that other beings were moving rapidly above and below, speeding through the substance of the Mountain itself with messages, orders, information. She couldn't see them; all she could see was confusing, infolded perspectives of colonnade, staircase, terrace, and facade.
Before she could make upsee the being in the litter: an angel, she thought, and indescribably aged. He wasn't easy to see, because the litter was enclosed all around with crystal that glittered and threw back the enveloping light of the Mountain, but she had the impression of terrifying decrepitude, of a face sunken in wrinkles her mind which way to go, she heard voices and withdrew behind a column. The voices were singing a psalm and coming closer, and then she saw a procession of angels carrying a litter.As they neared the place where she was hiding, they saw the intention craft and stopped. The singing faltered, and some of the bearers looked around in doubt and fear.Mrs. Coulter was close enough to

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guest room," said the President. "And lock her in."
The best guest room was shabby and the furniture was cheap, but at least it was clean. After the lock had turned behind said, "And when would you have done me the courtesy of letting me know you were here, my lord? Before I undressed, or afterwards?"
"Before," he said. "Tell your daemon to calm down, or I'll disable him."
The golden monkey's teeth were bared, and all his fur was standing on endher, Mrs. Coulter looked around at once for the microphone and found one in the elaborate light-fitting and another under the frame of the bed. She disconnected them both, and then had a horrible surprise.Watching her from the top of the chest of drawers behind the door was Lord Roke.She cried out and put a hand on the wall to steady herself. The Gallivespian was sitting cross-legged, entirely at his ease, and neither she nor the golden monkey had seen him. Once the pounding of her heart had subsided, and her breathing had slowed, she

Jack Vettriano Queen of the Waltzer

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At that very moment in the world of Cittagazze, the assassin-priest Father Gomez was making his way up a rough track in the mountains between the twisted trunks of olive trees. The evening light slanted through the silvery leaves and the air was full of the noise of crickets and cicadas.
Ahead of him he could see a little farmhouse sheltered among vines, where a goat bleated and a spring trickled down through the gray rocks. There was an old man attending to some task beside the house, and an old woman leading the goat toward a stool and a bucket.Lyra was awake before dawn, with Pantalaimon shivering at her breast, and she got up to walk about and warm herself up as the gray light seeped into the sky. She had never known such silence, not even in the snow-blanketed Arctic; there was not a stir of wind, and the sea was so still that not the tiniest ripple broke on the sand; the world seemed suspended between breathing in and breathing out.
In the village some way behind, they had told him that the woman he was following had passed this way, and that she'd talked of going up into the mountains; perhaps this old couple had seen her. At least there might be cheese and olives to buy, and springwater to drink. Father Gomez was quite used to living frugally, and there was plenty of time.

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, it's too much to believe, what we got to do, oh, I daren't even think of it... And it's safe! You brung it all this way safe for me..."
The words tumbled out of her so urgently that even she didn't expect answers. She turned the alethiometer over and over, her fingers stroking the heavy gold and the smooth crystal and the knurled wheels they knew so well.up the slope, t, Will carrying his rucksack and Lyra happily carrying the little bag she kept the alethiometer in. Out of the corner of his eye, Will saw the two small spies following, but they kept their distance and made no threat.
Over the brow of the rise there was a ledge of rock that offered a narrow shelter, and they sat beneath it, having carefully checked it for snakes, and shared some dried fruit and some water from Will's bottle.Will thought: It'll tell us how to mend the knife!But he said first, "Are you all right? Are you hungry or thirsty?""I dunno... yeah. But not too much. Anyway...”"We should move away from this window," Will said, "just in case they find it and come through.""Yes, that's true," she said, and they moved

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strong and brave! There is great work to be done, a great battle to be fought. You must earn the forgiveness of the Authority by cooperating fully with us, by holding nothing back, not even wild speculation, not even gossip. Now I want you to devote all your attention to what you remember your colleague saying. Did he make any experiments? Did he leave any notes? Did he take anyone else into his confidence? What equipment was he using? Think of , and if necessary to rediscover, what he knew. Once you know what instruments you require, you shall have those as well. It is a great task, Dr. Cooper! You are blessed to be entrusted with it! Give thanks to the Authority."
"I do, Father President! I do!" Grasping the loose waistband of his trousers, the philosopher stood up and bowed almost without realizing it, again and again, as the President of the Consistorial Court of Discipline left his cell.everything, Dr. Cooper. You'll have pen and paper and all the time you need."And this room is not very comfortable. We'll have you moved to somewhere more suitable. Is there anything you need in the way of furnishing, for example? Do you prefer to write at a table or a desk? Would you like a type? Perhaps you would rather dictate to a stenographer? "Let the guards know, and you shall have everything you need. But every moment, Dr. Cooper, I want you to think back I to your colleague and his theory. Your great task is to recall

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runs to about 1 in 4, but the odds of hitting the 30-state Powerball jackpot are roughly 1 in 146 million. (Your odds of making two holes in one in the same round of golf: as slim as 1 in 67 million.)
States raised $17.4 billion for their budgets in 2007. Most spend a portion of that income on education, but many have found other , are the engines of growth. Ten- and twenty-dollar tickets are now routine, and scratch-off games now make up about half of lottery sales. Their steady stream of $100 prizes means that regular players can win every few weeks. They tell their friends, who buy, win—and tell theirs.
Do You Feel Lucky?creative outlets. In Kansas and Iowa, lottery money pays for compulsive-gambling programs; Montana and Wisconsin have used it for property tax relief. Over the years, Washington State has spent $49.9 million of its lottery revenues on a baseball stadium and put $76.5 million toward a football arena and convention center.The smaller instant prizes, surprisingly

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16: Amount spent each month by the typical player without a high school degree.
49: West Virginia's rank in median household income.1: West Virginia's rank in state lottery profits per capita.
$315 million: Biggest lottery jackpot claimed by a single winner.$51.7 million: Biggest unclaimed jackpot.
Flash PointsFolks with , these states typically rake in more profits. Critics call them “video crack.”
Critics also claim that too much of the lottery's take goes back out gambling problems make up a minority of players, but they buy more tickets: Just 5 percent of lottery players buy a full 54 percent of the tickets. The National Council on Problem Gambling (a group funded partly by the gaming industry, not exactly a lottery foe) says low-income players are more likely to expect they'll come out ahead.Six state lotteries have introduced video lottery machines that are closer in spirit to casino slot machines than traditional lottery . Not coincidentally

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Ladies, you've just had a passionate roll in the hay with your significant other (or drunken mistake). Since you're a girl, all you want to do after sex is cuddle and talk about and missing your period. But when you roll over, he's alreadyActually no. There's a scientific reason men fall asleep after sex. It's not their fault.
According to experts, an orgasm literally changes a man's body chemistry. Combine that with the physical exertion of sex and chances are that most dudes will go down like they were hit with a tranquilizer dart.
So please, ladies, stop treating it like a personality flaw. And snoring into his pillow!Anyone who's ever seen a female stand-up comedian has heard this story. He just wants to shoot his wad and doze off, probably immediately after leaving the toilet seat up! Am I right ladies? It fits in nicely with the stereotype that men don't care about romance, and that women are emotionally needy. But it's just a cliche, right?...

Jack Vettriano Only the deepest Red II

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there, not getting much ahead but glad enough to be around stock again, free to drop things, quit if he had to, and go into the mountains at short notice. He had no serious hard feelings, just a vague sense of getting shortchanged, and counter, feeling too big for the room.
“You still go fishin with that Jack Twist?”
“Some.” He thought she’d take the pattern off the plate with the scraping.
“You know,” she said, and from her tone he knew something was coming, “I used to wonder how come you never brought any trouts home. Always said you caught plenty. So one time I got your creel case open the night before you showed it was all right by taking Thanksgiving dinner with Alma and her grocer and the kids, sitting between his girls and talking horses to them, telling jokes, trying not to be a sad daddy. After the pie Alma got him off in the kitchen, scraped the plates and said she worried about him and he ought to get married again. He saw she was pregnant, about four, five months, he guessed.“Once burned,” he said, leaning against the

Jack Vettriano The Man in the Mirror

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possible and who had already taken his stand next to Light, so as to be sure of going in front of his little master and mistress. the window, which lengthened magically downwards, like a door. They all went out on tip-toe, after which the window resumed its usual shape. And so it came about that, on Christmas Night, in the clear light of the moon, while the bells rang out lustily, proclaiming the birth of Jesus, Tyltyl and Mytyl went in search of the Blue Bird that was to bring theAt that moment, there came a knocking even more dreadful than before. "There's Daddy again!" said Tyltyl. "He's getting up, this time; I can hear him walking…" "You see," said the Fairy, "you have no choice now; it is too late; you must all start with us... But you, Fire, don't come near anybody; you, Dog, don't tease the Cat; you, Water, try not to run all over the place; and you, Sugar, stop crying, unless you want to melt. Bread shall carry the cage in which to put the Blue Bird; and you shall all come to my house, where I will dress the Animals and the Things properly... Let us go out this way!" As she spoke, she pointed her wand at