Main Page Sitemap

Last news

Themes in Sophocless Oedipus the King

You dont see where you live or who shares your house. Oedipus fate throughout the play has been decided by the prophecy which contributes to his destruction.


Read more

COLD WAR NOSTALGIA

180 Cuban Missile Crisis and Khrushchev's ouster Main articles: Cuban Project and Cuban Missile Crisis Aerial photograph of a Soviet missile site in Cuba, taken by a


Read more

John Locke and The Scientific Revolution

The power of a fire to melt a piece of wax. Let us begin with the usage of words. The Roman Empire, rome's civil engineering contributed


Read more

Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner


absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner

Sunday and the others. I have never gainsaid that. He had yet in his pocket the note which he had received by the hand of a small Negro boy just before noon, asking him to call and see herthe quaint, stiffly formal request which was actually a summons, out of another world almostthe queer. Marrying Ellen or marrying ten thousand Ellens could not have made him one. There in the gloom of the shuttered hallway whose air was even hotter than outside, as if there were prisoned in it like in a tomb all the suspiration of slow heatladen time which had recurred during the fortyfive years, the small figure in black. It was as though the sister whom I had never laid eyes on, who before I was born had vanished into the stronghold of an ogre or a djinn, was now to return through a dispensation of one day only, to the world which she. I was born too late. Our aunt and papa were talking and I came in and my aunt said "Go out and play though even if I could not have heard through the door at all, I could have repeated the conversation for them: "Your daughter, your own daughter". He sought the guarantee of reputable men to barricade him from the other and later strangers who might come seeking him in turn, and Jefferson gave him that. But I didn't bring Judith down here. "I know you will excuse us, gentlemen Ellen said. Compson's narration of the Sutpen myth.

absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner

I did not have time now to play, even if I had ever had any inclination. And he was no younger son sent out from some old quiet country like Virginia or Carolina with the surplus Negroes to take up new land, because anyone could look at those Negroes of his and tell that they may have come (and probably did). But not Judith, Thomas. Only she don't mean that, he thought. He was just twenty-five and a man of twenty-five does not voluntarily undertake the hardship and privation of clearing virgin land and establishing a plantation in a new country just for money; not a young man without any past that he apparently cared to discuss. I don't plead propinquity: the fact that I, a woman young and at the age for marrying and in a time when most of the young men whom I would have known ordinarily were dead on lost battlefields, that I lived for two years under. That it should have been our father. No: just the face of a man who contrived somehow to swagger even on a horsea man who so far as anyone (including the father who was to give him a daughter in marriage) knew either had no past at all or did not dare. It is also his greatest condemnation of the morals, mores, and ethics of his own southern culture. Is often considered Faulkner's greatest achievement.


Most popular

Coffee supports DNA repair DNA needs chlorogenic acid (CLA) to repair itself. First, the team needs to put the diet through a rigorous testing process. Lets learn..
Read more
I am Matthew, the Man: It is understood. But even Thou, Son of Man, canst not quaff out the dregs of terrestrial manhood! Its copyright tag is..
Read more
Sitemap