Then again, consider the waste of time and energy required to sell these things in a dozen stores, where one would do.
And then Schliemann went on to outline some of the wastes of competition: the losses of industrial warfare; the ceaseless worry and friction; the vices--such as drink, for instance, the use of which had nearly doubled in twenty years, as a consequence of the intensification of the economic struggle; the idle and unproductive members of the community, the frivolous rich and the pauperized poor; the law and the whole machinery of repression; the wastes of social ostentation, the milliners and tailors, the hairdressers, dancing masters, chefs and lackeys.
ammunition." And as he saw the bear apparently upon the verge of deciding to charge him, he encouraged the idea by backing rapidly away, knowing that an angry beast will more often charge one who moves than one who lies still.
Here, for the first time, the American flag was unfurled to the breeze that sweeps the great naked wastes
of the central wilderness.
? Look at the movement of that child, look at the pattern which the sun makes on the ground, shining through the trees, look at that sky--why, I should never have seen that sky if I hadn't been to Paris."
But 'though I can paint it for you in three seconds it would take an hour to dry, and that's a waste
They will turn on their tracks like a fox that doubles, and then the rank smell of their own footsteps will show them the madness of their waste
. Howsomever, these are thoughts that are more likely to rise in him who has seen the folly of eighty seasons, than to teach wisdom to men still bent on the pleasures of their kind!
Whenever I have heard the hymn since, it has made me remember that white waste
and the little group of people; and the bluish air, full of fine, eddying snow, like long veils flying:
Vasili Andreevich rode for about five minutes straight ahead, as he thought, seeing nothing but the horse's head and the white waste
, and hearing only the whistle of the wind about the horse's ears and his coat collar.
We came to the comforting conclusion that the Creator probably knew how to run His universe quite as well as we do, and that, after all, there are no such things as `wasted' lives, saving and except when an individual wilfully squanders and wastes
his own life--which Leslie Moore certainly hasn't done.
time just as well and does not look so bad.
This region, which resembles one of the immeasurable steppes of Asia, has not inaptly been termed "the great American desert." It spreads forth into undulating and treeless plains, and desolate sandy wastes
wearisome to the eye from their extent and monotony, and which are supposed by geologists to have formed the ancient floor of the ocean, countless ages since, when its primeval waves beat against the granite bases of the Rocky Mountains.