The Day Of A Peach Orchard

“Okay, but this is only because the war is on, and you need to focus on other things.”

"This is a story about a man named Harold Crick and his wristwatch. Harold Crick was a man of infinite numbers, endless calculations, and remarkably few words. And his wristwatch said even less” (Stranger than Fiction). Throughout the film Harold’s life is controlled by his wrist watch, ultimately always relying on the function of his watch to guide him in life with every decision he makes. This is symbolic because it represents the obsessive characteristics Harold possesses. For example, Harold’s wrist watch is designed with several alarms throughout his day dictating each and every one of his actions, eventually causing him to fall into a routine which he isn’t necessarily too

"Your life continues because you have been spared the mines. You are given food and shelter in exchange for laurels in the arena. Do not forget that. And do not raise your weapon to any of the men in jest. One day you could be fighting with him at your back, to find your only ally would see you dead just as readily as your opponent," Livia coldly reminded him. Her cheeks were a bit flushed from anger though it could easily be dismissed as the heat of the morning sun, or the honeyed wine she drank from in a polished

"But you planned the battle. I'm sure that my companions will agree with me that this fact invalidates you as commander of the army."

“What's happening guys?” He asked. I could hear the frustration in his voice. “We are better than this!”

Every single fall—either as September is saying goodbye, or as October is saying hello—my family and I go apple picking. This is one of my family's favorite fall traditions. The apple orchard takes me to a place where every burden of the outside world ceases to exist. The sweet smell of apples enters my nose with every gentle breeze. The bite of the cold, harsh fall air on my skin makes my skin tingle. The soft buzz of the bees throughout the orchard sound like a symphony to me. The seemingly endless rows of trees in the beautiful orchard puts a smile onto my face every year. My family and I always pick a bushel of perfect apples. Striding up and down the aisles, I find the perfect tree with so many apples that it might buckle at any second

"I understand, young warrior. This journey has been one of great peril and tragedy, but you must take heart," I

For the following four days, I rarely spoke. I found no reason to speak to the others, and they themselves were reluctance to engage in a conversation with me. Even Alexander didn’t bother me with questions and I reveled in the solitude. The four days passed uneventfully, but on the fifth day, it was a day for talking.

“Of course.” I said understanding the General while trying to figure some strategies. However, even though I was proud to be fighting alongside these loyal men and to fight for my country, it was nearing the end of December. The time of joy, happiness, and giving at Christmas. It pained me that I must spend it away from my loving wife and children. I must remember though, that I am fighting for them.

She turned to stare at him. “Things are different now, Storm. Now we go to war. Every year there's a new war. We're not defending our country. We're just killing people. And getting ourselves killed and you got to ask why? What for?” She took a breath. “Alright. Tell me why you want to join.”

As a child, Lawrence had always been fascinated by the truculent (#1 Adj) battles fought across the world. When he was seven years old, he had even stolen a complete cassette collection about the two World Wars from the library. His mother forced him to return the cassette collection, however, Lawrence’s passion for history had been settled. Now, he was fifty-eight years old and Lawrence did not have a spouse, children, or any immediate family that lived close to him. Although he had two sisters,

“You want to take them head-on, Ichimatsu?” Osomatsu said, arching an eyebrow at his brother, “We don’t have an army. We have

“So I must be called of no account and a coward if I must carry out every order you may happen to give me. Tell other men to do these things, but give me no more commands, since I for my parts have no intention to obey you.”

Western literature, particularly that of a religious nature, is replete with references to paradise, a transcendental reality in which man exists in his ideal state. In the western canon, the Garden of Eden is ubiquitous with this paradise or heaven. What is the Garden of Eden? In what ways has man’s fall from paradise influenced the mindset and psyche of modern man? Like many tales in the Bible, the story of man’s life in paradise and his subsequent expulsion, is one that has been retold and modernized by a multitude of writers and philosophers. Over the course of my independent reading this semester, I hope to find answers to these questions, as well as gain a deeper understanding of paradise and redemption within the context of Western literature. For this reason, I will look at many different perspectives on the fall of man, sin and paradise by a diverse array of writers.

The emancipation of Russian’s serfs in mid nineteen century leads to a ground-breaking changes in social and economic status of its citizens. The serfs where freed from a life of servitude to their masters. This causes some nobleman to loose wealth; while some serfs obtain fortune and thus improve their social class. The characters in the play are affected by the aftermath of the Liberation. Madame Ravneskya ,a landowner fails to manage her family’s estate due to financial misstep. She loses her property, including a large cherry Orchard, to Lopakhin , her former serf who had become a successful business man. Unable to change her way of thinking, Madame Ravneskya downplays the options given to her to save the ancestral legacy. Therefore, in the he cherry orchard by Anton Chekhov presents the idea of how change affects individuals differently and their response indicate whether they will adapt or fail miserably to the challenge