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a-friend-in-need-is-pest
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im-peasant-im-muzhik-a-pest-youre-destined-to-play-music-and-yes-its-pleasant-to-say-its-beauty-im-indebted-to-rest-respecting-it-truly-criss-jami
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luxury-that-alluring-pest-with-fair-forehead-which-yielding-always-to-will-body-throws-deadening-influence-over-senses-weakens-limbs-more-than-claudius-claudianus
i-have-had-almost-every-job-under-sun-it-feels-like-one-first-jobs-i-took-was-as-doortodoor-pest-control-salesman-in-raleigh-north-carolina-shay-carl
we-must-not-forget-that-chemical-warfare-will-sooner-later-bring-in-its-wake-bacteriological-warfare-pest-propagation-typhus-other-serious-diseases
people-love-to-see-wild-animal-in-their-garden-theyre-not-really-pest-its-myth-promulgated-because-political-agenda-by-hunting-people-stephen-harris
its-lovely-having-grass-trees-flowersof-course-at-times-mosquitoes-are-pestyes-life-is-life-out-here-in-rangely-towersof-course-some-people-like-arthur-guiterman
he-told-himself-she-wasnt-really-such-bad-person-she-was-just-pest-she-was-sticky-there-was-something-misplaced-in-her-makeup-something-that-kept-her-from-fading-clear-people-whe
my-dad-taught-me-from-my-youngest-childhood-memories-through-these-connections-with-aboriginal-tribal-people-that-you-must-always-protect-peoples-steve-irwin
oh-how-i-vainly-wished-to-bearded-man-in-sky-that-i-was-neapolitan-why-so-i-could-bring-in-fine-neapolitan-pest-control-to-help-with-queensberrys-oscar-wilde
bugs-are-great-pest-in-colorado-they-come-out-earth-infest-wooden-walls-cannot-be-got-rid-by-any-amount-cleanliness-many-careful-housewives-take-their-beds-to-pieces-every-week-p
show-me-a-friend-in-need-and-ill-show-you-a-pest
Walk openly, Marian used to say. Love even the threat and the pain, feel yourself fully alive, cast a bold shadow, accept, accept. What we call evil is only a groping towards good, part of the trial and error by which we move toward the perfected consciousness... God is kind? Life is good? Nature never did betray the heart that loved her? Why the reward she received for living intensely and generously and trying to die with dignity? Why the horror at the bridge her last clear sight of earth?... I do not accept, I am not reconciled. But one thing she did. She taught me the stupidity of the attempt to withdraw and be free of trouble and harm... She said, 'You wondered what was in whale's milk. Now you know. Think of the force down there, just telling things to get born, just to be!' I had had no answer for her then. Now I might have one. Yes, think of it, I might say. And think how random and indiscriminate it is, think how helplessly we must submit, think how impossible it is to control or direct it. Think how often beauty and delicacy and grace are choked out by weeds. Think how endless and dubious is the progress from weed to flower. Even alive, she never convinced me with her advocacy of biological perfectionism. She never persuaded me to ignore, or look upon as merely hard pleasures, the evil that I felt in every blight and smut and pest in my garden- that I felt, for that matter, squatting like a toad on my own heart. Think of the force of life, yes, but think of the component of darkness in it. One of the things that's in whale's milk is the promise of pain and death. And so? Admitting what is so obvious, what then? Would I wipe Marion Catlin out of my unperfected consciousness if I could? Would I forgo the pleasure of her company to escape the bleakness of her loss? Would I go back to my own formula, which was twilight sleep, to evade the pain she brought with her? Not for a moment. And so even in the gnashing of my teeth, I acknowledge my conversion. It turns out to be for me as I once told her it would be for her daughter. I shall be richer all my life for this sorrow.

Wallace Stegner
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Long before it was known to me as a place where my ancestry was even remotely involved, the idea of a state for Jews (or a Jewish state; not quite the same thing, as I failed at first to see) had been 'sold' to me as an essentially secular and democratic one. The idea was a haven for the persecuted and the survivors, a democracy in a region where the idea was poorly understood, and a place where-as Philip Roth had put it in a one-handed novel that I read when I was about nineteen-even the traffic cops and soldiers were Jews. This, like the other emphases of that novel, I could grasp. Indeed, my first visit was sponsored by a group in London called the Friends of Israel. They offered to pay my expenses, that is, if on my return I would come and speak to one of their meetings. I still haven't submitted that expenses claim. The misgivings I had were of two types, both of them ineradicable. The first and the simplest was the encounter with everyday injustice: by all means the traffic cops were Jews but so, it turned out, were the colonists and ethnic cleansers and even the torturers. It was Jewish leftist friends who insisted that I go and see towns and villages under occupation, and sit down with Palestinian Arabs who were living under house arrest-if they were lucky-or who were squatting in the ruins of their demolished homes if they were less fortunate. In Ramallah I spent the day with the beguiling Raimonda Tawil, confined to her home for committing no known crime save that of expressing her opinions. (For some reason, what I most remember is a sudden exclamation from her very restrained and respectable husband, a manager of the local bank: 'I would prefer living under a Bedouin muktar to another day of Israeli rule!' He had obviously spent some time thinking about the most revolting possible Arab alternative.) In Jerusalem I visited the Tutungi family, who could produce title deeds going back generations but who were being evicted from their apartment in the old city to make way for an expansion of the Jewish quarter. Jerusalem: that place of blood since remote antiquity. Jerusalem, over which the British and French and Russians had fought a foul war in the Crimea, and in the mid-nineteenth century, on the matter of which Christian Church could command the keys to some 'holy sepulcher.' Jerusalem, where the anti-Semite Balfour had tried to bribe the Jews with the territory of another people in order to seduce them from Bolshevism and continue the diplomacy of the Great War. Jerusalem: that pest-house in whose environs all zealots hope that an even greater and final war can be provoked. It certainly made a warped appeal to my sense of history.

Christopher Hitchens
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