attended the public school in his hometown. He attended the University of Santo Tomas after World War II and in 1949, started his career in writing. Since then, his fiction has been published internationally and translated into several languages including his native Ilokano. He has been involved with the international cultural organizations, notably International P.E.N., the world association of poets, playwrights, essayists and novelists whose Philippine Center he founded in 1958. F. Sionil José, the
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Bloomsbury Group. Her most famous works include the novels Mrs Dalloway (1925), To the Lighthouse (1927), and Orlando (1928), and the book-length essay A Room of One's Own (1929) with its famous dictum, "a woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction". Also available on Feedbooks for Woolf: • Mrs. Dalloway (1925) • A Haunted House (1921) • The Waves (1931) • Mrs Dalloway in Bond Street (1923) • Between the Acts (1941) • The New Dress (1927) • The Mark on the Wall (1917)
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with Mr. Cassidy Louise pulled into the garage, when she heard a crash she stopped and backed up. After checking to see what she had run over, she recognized her son’s bike and assumed the smashed one belonged to his friend. “Mike, come out here.” Calling out as she rushed into the house, Mike said standing at the top of the stairway. “What are you yelling about now?” “The boys left their bike in my space and I ran over one of them,” she said, entering the living room. Wayne and his friend were
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PER REPORTER: Julie said Amarion was brought into the hospital today around 6:30 by the North Mississippi Medical Center ambulance. Julie said Amarion was brought into the hospital with second and third degree burns from his buttocks to his toes. Julie said the burns on Amarion’s buttocks and toes appeared to be third degree burns because the child could not feel anything. Julie said the burns on the child’s buttocks and toes were peel, pink, and pelt back. Julie said Amarion’s behavior concerned
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7 8 9 10 11 Part Three 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Part Four 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 Part Five 1 2 Epilogue Ten Days Later About the Author Newsletters Copyright Prologue Is demum miser est, cuius nobilitas miserias nobilitat. Unhappy is he whose fame makes his misfortunes famous. Lucius Accius, Telephus was like the humming of flies. Photographers stood massed behind
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your coffee,' M r s Carter said. 'I'm sorry.' H e got up abruptly and said, ' A l l right. I'll THE BLUE FILM not be shocked.' he said. 'You've asked for it.' 'I don't think I'm usually the one who is shocked,' M r s Carter ' O T H E R people enjoy themselves,' M r s Carter said. 'Well,' her husband replied, 'we've seen . . . ' •The reclining Buddha, the emerald Buddha, the to bed.' 'Last night we went to Chez Eve . . . ' •If you weren't with m e , ' M r s Carter said, 'you'd find . . . you know
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along a New York City street. “Look out,” Frances said. “You’ll break your neck”, she said, insinuating that Michael was looking at another woman. What kind of person doesn’t look at other people as they pass? As the story evolves, we see that the couple is isolated. She wants to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art, see a French film, and “have a nice Sunday.” He makes no objection, but for other reasons. “Let’s not see anybody all day,” she said. “Let’s just hang around with each other. You and
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He went to where Miss Mijares sat, a tall, big man, walking with an economy of movement, graceful and light, a man who knew his body and used it well. He sat in the low chair worn decrepit by countless other interviewers and laid all ten fingerprints carefully on the edge of her desk. She pushed a sheet towards him, rolling a pencil along with it. While he read the question and wrote down his answers, she glanced at her watch and saw that it was ten. "I shall be coming back quickly," she said, speaking
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1) He went to where Miss Mijares sat, a tall, big man, walking with an economy of movement, graceful and light, a man who knew his body and used it well. He sat in the low chair worn decrepit by countless other interviewers and laid all ten fingerprints carefully on the edge of her desk. She pushed a sheet towards him, rolling a pencil along with it. While he read the question and wrote down his answers, she glanced at her watch and saw that it was ten. "I shall be coming back quickly," she said
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to the bedroom where his wife was still asleep and woke her. "There's a unicorn in the garden," he said. "Eating roses." She opened one unfriendly eye and looked at him. "The unicorn is a mythical beast," she said, and turned her back on him. The man walked slowly downstairs and out into the garden. The unicorn was still there; now he was browsing among the tulips. "Here, unicorn," said the man, and he pulled up a lily and gave it to him. The unicorn ate it gravely. With a high heart, because there
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