There Is Nothing Left to Lose

Annotated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky Translation copyright © 1992 ISBN: 0679405577 Foreword “I want to do an unprecedented and eccentric thing, to write thirty printed sheets [480 printed pages] within the space of four months, forming two separate novels, of which I will write one in the morning and the other in the evening, and to finish them by a fixed deadline. Do you know, my dear Anna Vasilievna, that even now such eccentric and extraordinary things utterly

Secrecy: - The state of being secret, hidden or concealed - Ability to keep a secret Eavesdropping: to listen secretly to a private conversation Spying: to observe secretively or furtively with hostile intent Observing: to regard with attention so as to see or learn something. Gossip: idle talk or rumor, esp. about the personal or private affairs of others At the beginning of the story, there is a balance based on secrecy: each character has their own secret which causes

eighth chapter, the tide is definitly turning for Gatsby as autumn creeps into the air. In the previous chapter, Tom and Gatsby went face to face and Myrtleʼs brutal death -- for which Gatsby took full responsibility -- while illustrating the characterʼs sincere love for Daisy achieved to put his dream to an end. Nick awakes with a start before dawn with the feeling he needs to warn Gatsby of something immediatly. He finds him at his mansion where Jay waited all night for Daisy to appear at her window

Conservative Party It is the oldest and most successful party. It was created at the end of the 17th century and they have governed England for most of the last 300 years. At the beginning, it was called the “Tory Party”. It represented the interests of the royal family, the Anglican Church, and also the aristocracy (the land owners). They changed their names in 1830 under the leadership of Prime Minister Robert Peel => it became the “Conservative Party”. He wanted to change the name because “Tory”

Fête ( réception ) |    | people | Peuple ( nation ) |    | to | Pour ( de, afin de ) |    | unite | Réunir ( unir ) |    | United States | Etats-Unis |    | walk | se promener |   | Are you able to do that?  | Etes-vous capable de faire cela?  |    | Both answers are correct.  | Les deux réponses sont bonnes.  |    | Will you come to my birthday party?  | Est-ce que tu viens à ma fête d'anniversaire

Rehab They tried to make me go to rehab, I said no, no, no Yes I've been black and when I come back, you'll know, know, know I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I’m fine They tried to make me go to rehab I won’t go, go, go I’d rather be at home with Ray I ain’t got seventy days Cos there’s nothing,there's nothing you can teach me That I can’t learn from Mr Hathaway Didn’t get a lot in class But I know it don’t come in a shot glass They tried to make me go to rehab, I said no

because reality is better than your dreams." Dr Seuss   if i has to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU. dani b   When I saw you I was afraid to meet you. When I met you I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I am afraid to lose you. UNKNOWN Rate this quote: (bad) (good) Copy to your blog, myspace, or website. (20053 votes)   We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two

Dunbar came to the village was back last summer. He had found a wounded woman by the river. She had a bad wound on the side of her head and since he couldn’t revive her he had decided it was better to take her back to the village. At that time he was feeling very lonely. He hadn’t heard from his commander for months and he no longer knew what he was doing there. Previously, when the commander had offered him to keep the outpost at the frontier he had seen that as an opportunity to be alone with

portrait-gallery of men of letters there are many figures, including some of the most famous, which in one aspect, at any rate, have baffled the analysis of countless critics. The rela- tion between the training of these writers and their art, between the lives they led and the work they did, between their surroundings and their message, remains untraced and obscure despite every effort of loving or malicious research. Thus, above all others, it is with Shakespeare ; and thus it would

terraced, tangled path That leads to this old house... No one will come, as usual. And yet I am not at all lonely ; For to keep me company in the level sun which floods this ginger-bread balcony Will return again the memory-misted frenzy of an other summer dusk. And the sea at the foot of the cliff which forms the black foundation of this isolated house Must murmur, and swirl, and be sucked back through the rounded rocks, To murmur anew its accompaniment to a dream. How cold, how quaint, I