Finite and Infinite Games by James P. Carse
There are at least two kinds of games. One could be called finite, the other, infinite. A finite game is played for the purpose of winning, and infinite game for the purpose of continuing the play.
2006-11-26 14:17:09
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answer #1
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answered by haiku_katie 4
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The Virgin Suicides - Jeffrey Eugenides
"On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide - it was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese - the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope."
2006-11-26 14:18:04
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answered by F.J. 6
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Through a Glass Darkly by Karleen Koen
"Two voices , raised in anger, carried through the half open window of the library. Recognizing them,Barbara stopped and looked for a place to hide, a place where she might listen, but not be seen."
2006-11-26 14:21:59
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answered by left of center 3
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The Book of Bad Songs, by Dave Barry.
2006-11-26 14:23:42
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answered by Strange Design 5
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Toni Morrison--"Song of Solomon"
"When she closed the door behind her afternoon guests, and let the quiet smile die from her lips, she began the preparation of food her husband found impossible to eat. She did not try to make her meals nauseating; she simply didn't know how not to."
I'm only twenty pages into the book and am already finding it unbearably depressing. Am I the only one who can't seem to tolerate Toni Morrison's writing? I keep trying to read and appreciate her stuff, but every time I finish one of her books, I feel like killing myself.
2006-11-26 14:27:54
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answered by Anonymous
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Watership Down by Richard Adams
All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and when ever they catch you, they will kill you, but first they must catch you: digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning, full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed
2006-11-26 14:45:01
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answered by Katryoshka 4
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'the comedies' by 'william shakespeare
Oh god of love! I know that he doth deserve as much as may be yielded to a man : but nature never framed a woman's heart of prouder stuff than of Beatrice's; disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, misprising what they look on;
from Much ado about nothing
2006-11-27 09:37:47
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answer #7
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answered by Just-Another-Sombody 3
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"Dreams In Blue: The Real Police"
2006-11-26 14:19:28
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answered by neal51a 1
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need paper and pencil
2006-11-26 14:15:19
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answered by Anonymous
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