How to use "not" in a sentence

It's not very long - only a little over nineteen kilometres - but it's one of the most difficult bike trails in the US

It's not difficult and I should be able to finish in about eighteen hours

But I'm not thinking of danger at the moment

'Maybe not, but I really want to do the Big Drop Rappel

They'll just think that I decided not to meet them

I use the longest one, which is not so sharp

The girls now felt very tired and decided not to go to the party

But I'm not comfortable for long

As morning comes, I'm not feeling too unhappy

This first night was not as bad as I thought

Chipping is not enough

The rope is not tight enough.

I feel angry with the boulder, but it's not the boulder's fault - it's mine

I feel strong enough to survive the fear of death, but not my body's need for water

It's still not sharp enough to do the job.

This time, my second voice tells me not to urinate on the ground.

I try not to listen.

'No, he's not here, and Aron's never late

If he's not back by then, I'll call his parents.'

Aron's housemates decided not to wait any longer

The urine tastes bad, but not quite as bad as I thought

I decide not to drink any more until the water is finished

There's not enough water in my body to produce any tears

Because of their kindness, I am not afraid

It is only when they disappear and the cold and pain return that I know they are not

After that, I sit again and it's not long before the visions return

Something about the visions tells me that I have not given the people I care about enough attention

I'm always thinking of the things I want to achieve and not noticing other people

However, the visions tell me something: I am not ready to die

Why not find a hard rock and use it to break the boulder? There's one in a hole in the canyon wall above me

But it's still not enough

With only one arm, this is not easy

'You mean you're not in shock already?'

'Look, do you want this for the pain or not?'

As usual, you speak with your mind and not your heart."

They spoke a language which I did not understand

I told them our story, but they did not seem to understand

I do not want to see that world again

I do not want anybody to know my secret

Ned Land was not happy at all

"You will not find life on the Nautilus so bad

But Ned Land was not happy on the Nautilus

It's not yet lunchtime."

"Professor, sir, we're not alone."

I told Captain Nemo that he would not live

I did not want to say anything about the sick man, but I was curious

The Nautilus did not seem to have any particular direction

I did not see Captain Nemo for some days after the man's death

He's not famous and he's angry about that."

He is not free here

I could not think only of myself

Conseil loved the sea, but I did not think he wanted to live his life there

Ned Land could not escape without our help.

But the Nautilus did not go near the surface of the water again for some time

"That's not possible!"

I did not understand how such things could be there.

They did not know what it was

Captain Nemo did not wait for the answer

Ned Land could not wait any longer.

"Now is not the time, Ned."

I did not find you

Captain Nemo was not the man I thought he was

I did not see Captain Nemo or any of his men

We all felt the same, now, the adventure of the Nautilus was not exciting or interesting

I do not know what happened to Captain Nemo and the Nautilus

'That bottle was not on the table before,' thought Alice.

She went to the door, but could not open it

Perhaps I'm not me now

'I'm not Ada because her hair is different to mine

It was not the Mouse

Alice didn't say, 'I'm not Mary Ann.' She felt too afraid

'You see, I'm not me now.'

'Well, perhaps it's not difficult for you, but it is for me,' said Alice.

This was another difficult question and Alice could not answer it.

It did not speak for some minutes, then it said, 'So you're different, are you?'

'That is not right,' said the Caterpillar

'It's a good size for you, but not for me,' said Alice

But the Duchess did not say anything to her, so Alice asked, 'Please, why is your cat smiling?'

'That's not very polite,' thought Alice.

He's really not your size!

It was a strange little thing and not very pretty

'Its face is changing, everything is changing! Oh! It's not a baby any more, it's a pig!'

'That's strange, but not very strange,' thought Alice

'Why not?' asked Alice.

'Don't ask me! I don't know,' answered Alice, not very politely.

'They're not going to cut off your heads.'

'That's not polite,' said the King and got behind Alice.

'I can't do it and I'm not going to.'

But now there was nothing above Alices head - not an eye or an ear or a smile

'I'm not a bad man!' the Mad Hatter cried

But the Mad Hatter ran very fast and they could not catch him.

Alice did not feel very well

'Yes, but not as fast as you,' said the Mouse

'I'm not more than a kilometer high - Alice began.

'Well, I'm not leaving this room,' said Alice.

'Who's afraid of you? I'm not

Then something happened which was not so good.

The cinema was not far from our house

The building that I went to live in was nice on the outside but not on the inside

'Maybe I am an idiot,' I said, 'but I'm not stupid.'

How did it happen? I'm not sure

But not for me

The place where I had to live was just a bit better than the rooms at the university, but the food was not

'Why not?' I asked

He tried to clean it off and not look angry, but I didn't want to wait for them to start throwing things at me! No sir! I started running.

She looked at him and said, 'I won't get you anything - not as much as a glass of warm river-water, you pig!' Then she looked at me and said, 'And how many babies have you killed today, you big ape?'

But things did not go well

But Forrest, he's not an idiot, he's really clever.'

'Perhaps I can put things right with Jenny,' I thought, 'now that I've found her again.' But the more I thought about it, the more I finally understood that it was better for the boy to be with Jenny and her husband, and not to have an idiot for a father.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free

This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality

Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds

Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred

We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny

No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

But not only that:

I do not consider it necessary, at present, for me to discuss those matters of administration about which there is no special anxiety, or excitement.

Now, if they would make the effort in good temper, could they not with nearly equal unanimity frame and pass a law by means of which to keep good that unanimous oath?

There is some difference of opinion whether this clause should be enforced by national or by State authority; but surely that difference is not a very material one

Again, in any law upon this subject, ought not all the safeguards of liberty known in civilized and humane jurisprudence to be introduced, so that a free man be not, in any case, surrendered as a slave? And might it not be well at the same time to provide by law for the enforcement of that clause in the Constitution which guarantees that "the citizen of each State shall be entitled to all privileged and immunities of citizens in the several States?"

And while I do not choose now to specify particular acts of Congress as proper to be enforced, I do suggest that it will be much safer for all, both in official and private stations, to conform to and abide by all those acts which stand un repealed, than to violate any of them, trusting to find impunity in having them held to be unconstitutional.

Perpetuity is implied, if not expressed, in the fundamental law of all national governments

Continue to execute all the express provisions of our National Constitution, and the Union will endure forever - it being impossible to destroy it except by some action not provided for in the instrument itself.

Again, if the United States be not a government proper, but an association of States in the nature of contract merely, can it, as a contract, be peaceably unmade by less than all the parties who made it? One party to a contract may violate it - break it, so to speak; but does it not require all to lawfully rescind it?

I trust this will not be regarded as a menace, but only as the declared purpose of the Union that it WILL Constitutionally defend and maintain itself.

To those, however, who really love the Union may I not speak?

Before entering upon so grave a matter as the destruction of our national fabric, with all its benefits, its memories, and its hopes, would it not be wise to ascertain precisely why we do it? Will you hazard so desperate a step while there is any possibility that any portion of the ills you fly from have no real existence? Will you, while the certain ills you fly to are greater than all the real ones you fly from - will you risk the commission of so fearful a mistake?

Is it true, then, that any right, plainly written in the Constitution, has been denied? I think not

But such is not our case.

Shall fugitives from labor be surrendered by national or State authority? The Constitution does not expressly say

May Congress prohibit slavery in the Territories? The Constitution does not expressly say

MUST Congress protect slavery in the Territories? The Constitution does not expressly say.

If the minority will not acquiesce, the majority must, or the government must cease

For instance, why may not any portion of a new confederacy a year or two hence arbitrarily secede again, precisely as portions of the present Union now claim to secede from it? All who cherish disunion sentiments are now being educated to the exact temper of doing this."

I do not forget the position, assumed by some, that Constitutional questions are to be decided by the Supreme Court; nor do I deny that such decisions must be binding, in any case, upon the parties to a suit, as to the object of that suit, while they are also entitled to very high respect and consideration in all parallel cases by all other departments of the government

It is a duty from which they may not shrink to decide cases properly brought before them, and it is no fault of theirs if others seek to turn their decisions to political purposes.

One section of our country believes slavery is RIGHT, and ought to be extended, while the other believes it is WRONG, and ought not to be extended.

The foreign slave trade, now imperfectly suppressed, would be ultimately revived, without restriction, in one section, while fugitive slaves, now only partially surrendered, would not be surrendered at all by the other.

I will venture to add that to me the convention mode seems preferable, in that it allows amendments to originate with the people themselves, instead of only permitting them to take or reject propositions originated by others not especially chosen for the purpose, and which might not be precisely such as they would wish to either accept or refuse

I understand a proposed amendment to the Constitution - which amendment, however, I have not seen - has passed Congress, to the effect that the Federal Government shall never interfere with the domestic institutions of the States, including that of persons held to service

To avoid misconstruction of what I have said, I depart from my purpose not to speak of particular amendments so far as to say that, holding such a provision to now be implied Constitutional law, I have no objection to its being made express and irrevocable.

Why should there not be a patient confidence in the ultimate justice of the people? Is there any better or equal hope in the world? In our present differences is either party without faith of being in the right? If the Almighty Ruler of Nations, with his eternal truth and justice, be on your side of the North, or on yours of the South, that truth and that justice will surely prevail, by the judgment of this great tribunal, the American people.

In YOUR hands, my dissatisfied fellow-countrymen, and not in MINE, is the momentous issue of civil war

The government will not assail YOU

We are not enemies, but friends

We must not be enemies

Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection

One eighth of the whole population were colored slaves, not distributed generally over the Union, but localized in the Southern part of it

It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces; but let us judge not that we be not judged

The prayers of both could not be answered; that of neither has been answered fully.

I ask further, is it unconstitutional for me to say to the British Government "I refuse to serve you"? Is it unconstitutional for our worthy Chairman to return with every respect all the titles that he has ever held from the Government? Is it unconstitutional for any parent to withdraw his children from a Government or aided school? Is it unconstitutional for a lawyer to say "I shall no longer support the arm of the law so long as that arm of law is used not to raise me but to debase me"? Is it unconstitutional for a civil servant or for a judge to say, "I refuse to serve a Government which does not wish to respect the wishes of the whole people"?

I ask, is it unconstitutional for a policeman or for a soldier to tender his resignation when he knows that he is called to serve a Government which traduces his own countrymen? Is it unconstitutional for me to go to the agriculturist and say to him "it's not wise for you to pay any taxes, if these taxes are used by the Government not to raise you but to weaken you?" I hold and I venture to submit, that there is nothing unconstitutional in it

I say to my countrymen so long as you have a sense of honour and so long as you wish to remain the descendants and defenders of the noble traditions that have been handed to you for generations after generations; it is unconstitutional for you not to non-cooperate and unconstitutional for you to cooperate with a Government which has become so unjust as our Government has become.

I'm not anti-English; I'm not anti-British; I'm not anti any Government; but I am anti-untruth, anti-humbug and anti-un justice

Compared with the perils which our forefathers conquered, because they believed and were not afraid, we have still much to be thankful for

Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort

These dark days, my friends, will be worth all they cost us if they teach us that our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to minister to ourselves, to our fellow men.

Restoration calls, however, not for changes in ethics alone

The basic thought that guides these specific means of national recovery is not nationally - narrowly nationalistic

But, in the event that the Congress shall fail to take one of these two courses, in the event that the national emergency is still critical, I shall not evade the clear course of duty that will then confront me

We do not distrust the future of essential democracy

The people of the United States have not failed

We observe today not a victory of party but a celebration of freedom - symbolizing an end as well as a beginning - signifying renewal as well as change

And yet the same revolutionary beliefs for which our forebears fought are still at issue around the globe - the belief that the rights of man come not from the generosity of the state but from the hand of God.

We dare not forget today that we are the heirs of that first revolution

Divided, there is little we can do - for we dare not meet a powerful challenge at odds and split asunder.

To those new states whom we welcome to the ranks of the free, we pledge our word that one form of colonial control shall not have passed away merely to be replaced by a far more iron tyranny

We shall not always expect to find them supporting our view

To those people in the huts and villages across the globe struggling to break the bonds of mass misery, we pledge our best efforts to help them, help themselves, for whatever period is required - not because the communists may be doing it, not because we seek their votes, but because it is right.

Finally, to those nations who would make them-selves our adversary, we offer not a pledge but a request: that both sides begin anew the quest for peace, before the dark powers of destruction unleashed by science engulf all humanity in planned or accidental self-destruction.

We dare not tempt them with weakness

So let us begin anew - remembering on both sides that civility is not a sign of weakness, and sincerity is always subject to proof

And if a beachhead of cooperation may push back the jungle of suspicion, let both sides join in creating a new endeavor, not a new balance of power, but a new world of law, where the strong are just and the weak secure and the peace preserved.

All this will not be finished in the first one hundred days

Now the trumpet summons us again - not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need - not as a call to battle, though embattled we are - but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, "rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation" - a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease, and war itself.

I do not shrink from this responsibility - I welcome it

I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other generation

And so, my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you - ask what you can do for your country.

My fellow citizens of the world: ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man.

'It's not a policy for me,' Mr Slinkton said

I did not know what he was talking about.

I did not think he was really sad about Mr Meltham at all

'That's not the truth,' I told him

I still felt that Mr Slinkton was not sincere

The other niece is also not well

He told me that he had not known him for very long

Mr Slinkton was not my only visitor that day

I did not see Mr Slinkton again for six or seven months

I was sorry to see that Miss Niner did not look very well at all

I did not stay there with her for more than two minutes

'No,' I told him, 'he's not dead yet

'Slinkton's not in yet,' he said loudly

This was not a pleasant situation for him

The young man did not seem at all drunk now

At first Mr Slinkton did not know how to react

He did not say a word.

'It's not in your desk,' Beckwith told him.

I could not save her - but I promised to pursue you to the end

One of the poorest areas in London, Whitechapel did not have many street lamps

The men looked at the woman, but in the darkness they did not know if she was drunk or dead

They saw a policeman, Constable Jonas Mizen, not far away in Baker's Row, told him about the woman, and then walked on to work

Mrs Emma Green lived in the cottage next to the stableyard; she did not hear anything either

This was a new, unknown type of murder, which they could not understand

Polly Nichols was not the first 'Unfortunate' who was murdered that year, so Scotland Yard chiefs sent their most experienced officer to investigate

But he did not know that this killer was different - clever, efficient, and savage

Hanbury Street is a long street that goes from Commercial Street to Baker's Row, not far from Buck's Row

Her son, John, helped her in the business but he did not live in Hanbury Street

He thought it was somebody falling against the fence, but he did not look to see what it was

But the week before her murder she was not at the lodging house

The next day she told Amelia she did not feel well

She told the deputy that she did not have any money, but asked him to keep her bed because she wanted to return with the money

Mrs Darrell could not describe the man very well

She screamed but not loudly

Schwartz did not want any trouble so he crossed to the other side of the street

But the murder of Elizabeth Stride was not enough

Although we do not know what time the killer arrived there, we know what his victim did and can follow her movements on the night of September 29-30th.

The Juwes are the Men that will not be blamed for nothing.

But perhaps he did not write the message

He did not see or hear anything when he entered it and discovered the body at 1.44

Nobody knows why she did not marry him

He was a reliable, kind man who did not want Mary to go out on the streets

Unfortunately he had not worked for some months so the couple could not pay the rent, and Mary had returned to prostitution

He visited her around 7.30-7.45 on the evening of Thursday, November 8th to tell her he had no work and could not give her any money

Mary was so drunk that she could not answer properly

That night it rained hard and Mrs Cox could not sleep well

Although men went in and out of the court, she did not hear anything suspicious

a young woman screamed 'Murder!' not far away

Inspector Abbeline arrived at 11.30 a.m., but he could not give the order to break open the door until 1.30 p.m

At 1.30 when the news came that the dogs were not coming, he told McCarthy to break open the door

Nobody knew that it was not necessary

There was not much furniture: an old table and two old chairs stood on the bare, dirty floor

There were lots of suspects at the time, but the police did not have any real evidence against them

Mrs Darrell did not see his face, so her impression that he was a darklooking foreigner aged over forty is not certain.

But they did not come out, so he went away as the church clock struck three o'clock.

He was not tall, stout, and was wearing a black hat

The Ripper did not stay with his victims for hours before killing them.

What is the most probable picture of the murderer? He was a short man, not more than 1.68m, between 28-35 years old, with a light brown moustache

But he was not a doctor or a surgeon because he showed very little medical skill or knowledge

As he went out late at night he probably was not married

However, today we know that serial killers do not often commit suicide

But that does not mean they are murderers.

Some writers have asked why he did not go to the police before the inquest

After the murders in Berner Street and Mitre Square the streets were too dangerous for the Ripper, which explains why he did not kill in October

So was George Hutchinson Jack the Ripper? We do not know

But it is certain that the Ripper was not Jewish, and Samuel Montague, an important Jewish citizen and MP, offered a reward of 100 pounds for the arrest of the murderer

But they could not print details of the killer's mutilations, which the doctor did not reveal

Although the details of Annie Chapman's murder were given on September 19th, they were not reported for reasons of decency

The search ended on the 18th, and the police admitted they had not found the smallest clue

He did not see a young boy run out with a note that the innkeeper had quickly written

He did not see the boy return a short time later and whisper something to the innkeeper.

'This is not the house of a rich man,' he thought

When he woke up, the cathedral clock was striking two, but he had not woken because of this

He had woken because the bed was too comfortable; he had not slept in a proper bed for twenty years

The night was not very dark; there was a full moon, hidden from time to time by large clouds moving quickly across the sky

The bishop had not closed it.

The policemen left, but Valjean did not move

He did not know what to think

Valjean, who did not remember having made such a promise, was silent.

Jean Valjean left the town and ran into the countryside, blindly following lanes and paths, not realizing that he was running in circles

He was filled with a strange kind of anger, but he did not know why

But now, for the first time in twenty years, a man had shown him great kindness, and he did not know what to feel.

This time, however, he did not catch it and it rolled along the ground towards Valjean, who immediately put his foot on it.

Valjean lowered his head and did not reply.

Valjean seemed not to hear him

On a spring evening in 1818, in the village of Montfermeil, not far from Paris, two little girls were playing on a swing outside a small inn

She did not smile, and lines of sadness ran down the side of her pale cheeks

'I used to work in Paris, but my husband died and I lost my job.' She could not tell Mme Thenardier the truth, which was that she had been made pregnant by a young man who had then abandoned her

'I have to find work, and that's not easy with a child but no husband

At the end of the year, however, Thenardier was not happy with just seven francs a month; he demanded twelve and Fantine paid without protest, happy that her daughter was being well cared for.

The Thenardiers did not feel guilty about treating Cosette badly because Fantine had stopped sending them regular payments.

But her happiness did not last long

That winter, Fantine saved money by not having a fire, and developed a small, dry cough

Fantine, who did not have ten francs, but who was afraid that her daughter would freeze to death, went to the barber's shop

The Thenardiers, however, were very angry - they had wanted money, not clothes

Fantine felt desperate; she did not know how to obtain such a large sum of money

Fantine could not sleep that night

There was one man, however, who did not like M

But he kept his suspicions to himself, not daring to say what he really believed: that M

Fantine, however, was not grateful

'It was the man's fault, not this woman's

You should arrest him, not her.'

The devil had suddenly decided to be kind, and she did not know what to think.

Madeleine sent the money, but the Thenardiers found even more dishonest excuses for not sending Cosette back.

Of course, he denies everything, but that's not surprising

Madeleine - as we shall continue to call him for this part of the story - knew that he could not let Champmathieu go to prison for crimes he had not committed

He knew - although he was not happy to admit this - that he would have to go to Arras and tell the truth

'That man is not Jean Valjean.'

You know where to find me, and I shall not try to escape.'

But the idea did not last for long

Most people pretended not to be surprised

Again, most people pretended not to be surprised

She was cold and hungry as she dragged the bucket behind her along the crowded street, but she could not resist stopping in front of one of the stalls

She did not notice the coin that Mme Thenardier had given her for the bread fall out of her pocket into the water

She was almost at the end of her strength, and she was still not out of the wood

For some reason, Cosette was not afraid

The coin was not there.

Her happiness did not last long, however

And, because she was carrying an expensive doll and was no longer wearing rags, not many recognized Cosette.

She did not know where to, or with whom

There was not much furniture in the room - just an old bed, a mattress on the floor, a table, some chairs and a lighted stove

He felt sad that Fantine had not lived to see her child again, but happy that he had been able to rescue her child from the terrible Thenardiers

Valjean did not move

Valjean quietly lay down on the mattress on his floor, but he could not close his eyes all night

It seemed empty, although he could not see into the shadows behind the trees

After a while, he felt confident that he and Cosette were not being followed

'I shall not forget that name,' the officer replied

Gillenormand made Pontmercy an offer which he could not refuse.

I believe that he recently managed a small inn in the village of Montfermeil, not far from Paris

He did not earn very much money, but it was enough for the rent and simple meals

In fact, they were attracted by his good looks, but he was not confident enough to realize this

But, although he was very interested in them, they seemed not to notice him at all

What he had experienced in that moment was not the honest, innocent gaze of a child

As he walked past, he kept his eyes fixed on the girl, but she did not seem to notice him

He did not go back a third time, but sat down on a bench at the opposite end of the Gardens

He returned the next morning and sat on a bench all day, pretending to read a book, not daring to go near the bench where the girl and her father were sitting

He avoided walking directly in front of the bench, partly from shyness, partly because he did not want to attract her father's attention

Sometimes he stood for half an hour in a place where her father could not see him, looking at her and enjoying the small, secret smiles she sent him.

Leblanc became irregular in his visits and did not always bring his daughter with him

When this happened, Marius did not stay in the Gardens, which was another mistake.

The girl could not understand his behaviour at all, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Eventually, Marius was not satisfied with just knowing the girl's name; he wanted to know where she lived

Leblanc and his daughter did not come to the Gardens at all

They did not come for a whole week, and Marius began to feel depressed

The next day they did not go to the Gardens, so again Marius went to the house as night was falling

But the voice that answered, saying, 'I beg your pardon, Monsieur,' was not that of Mme Bougon

An elderly man and a young girl appeared in the doorway and Marius, still looking through the hole in the wall, could not believe his eyes.

He went into his room, pushing the door behind him, but the door would not shut

She did not reply but stood thoughtfully looking at him, seeming to have lost all her earlier confidence

She had not entered the room, but was still standing in the half-light of the corridor.

You've forgotten, that child was ugly, and this one's not bad-looking.'

Although Marius was a dreamer and not a man of action, he knew immediately that he had to save M

But what could he do? He could not warn M

Leblanc because he did not know the old man's address

'And you're sure he's not in next door?'

The prisoner did not move

'I'm not afraid of you,' he said

The brave man was in terrible danger, but Marius still could not fire the gun

Why not come quietly?'

It's not nice, that sort of thing

Cosette, not a nervous girl by nature, smiled to herself and thought no more about it.

He told her not to worry, but she noticed an anxious look in his eyes

Cosette felt suddenly faint, but she did not move or make a sound.

He could not speak, and Cosette felt his hand grow cold.

'Why not?' Cosette said, drying her tears

He was unhappy about many things - about losing his teeth, about the political situation but, most of all, about the fact that he had not seen his grandson for four years, since their big quarrel

The poor condition of his clothes could not be seen in the half-darkness of the room

I know I'm not welcome here, but I have come to ask for only one thing

Make her your lover but not your wife.'

At nine o'clock that evening, Marius crept into the garden of Cosette's house, but she was not there waiting for him as she had promised

'Cosette!' he cried, not caring who heard him

He understood business, but he could not understand the problems of poor people

He did not notice a soldier aiming his gun at him

He could not believe this was happening to him

He was so confused that he did not recognize Javert, tied to a post inside the inn throughout the battle.

So she still loved him! He thought for a moment that now he must not die, but then he thought, 'She's going away.'

She had not wanted to leave the house, but she had eventually obeyed him

Cosette, however, did not leave her bedroom the next day, and Jean Valjean had dinner alone

As he was eating, Toussaint told him about the fighting in the city, but he did not pay much attention

There was no reason, he thought, why they should not continue to live happily together in England

As long as he had Cosette, he would be happy, and it did not matter where they lived

Valjean moved closer to the mirror and read the lines again, not wanting to believe them

'It's your duty not to die,' he told them

The sky grew lighter, but not a door or window was open in the street

They did not have long to wait.

The battle continued for some time; the cannon destroyed the upper windows of the wine shop, and did some damage to the barricade, but the rebels did not withdraw

They were filled with hope that help would come soon, but the hope did not last long

A terrible heap of dead bodies lay not far away, among them the blood-stained body of a young girl in man's clothes - Eponine.

Marius had indeed been taken prisoner, but not by the soldiers

He could not see where he was going, but he knew he had to follow the downward slope of the passages towards the river.

He did not know what part of the city he was passing under or how far he had come

Valjean did not show that he recognized the man, and saw with relief that Thenardier had not recognized him.

Never say that I'm not a kind man.'

Javert, however, did not recognize Valjean at first

I promise not to try and escape

Javert did not seem to hear

Javert looked unhappy, but he did not refuse

'No, not yet,' Valjean replied, feeling in Marius's jacket for the wallet

'The wound to his body is not serious, but there are deep cuts on his head

He could not understand why nobody could tell him how he had been saved

He noticed his grandfather's tenderness towards him, but he could not forget the old man's unfairness and cruelty to his father, who had died penniless and unloved

You see, I'm not as unkind as you think

'Why not today?'

Having been a mayor, he knew how to solve an awkward problem: the question of Cosette's real family He told everybody that he was not her father, but her guardian

Valjean, as her guardian, gave Cosette a large amount of money - half a million francs - but did not tell her that the money was his

It was arranged that the couple, who could not believe their sudden, new-found happiness, would live with M

Marius did not speak much to Valjean

He could not believe that this was the same man he had seen at the barricade all those months ago - it seemed like a bad dream to him.

But Cosette was not unhappy for long

He was proud of having helped to bring her happiness with Marius, but another thing troubled his soul: the fact that nobody, not even Cosette, knew the truth about him

I tried to persuade myself that it would be better not to admit the truth about my past, but it was no use

I could not silence the voice that speaks to me when I am alone.'

'But you must promise not to tell her!' Valjean interrupted

Marius kept his promise about not telling Cosette, and Valjean visited her every evening in a small room on the ground floor

At first, Cosette could not understand why Valjean refused to meet her upstairs

You'll always be my father and I'm not going to let you go.'

As 'Monsieur Jean', he gradually became a different person to her, and she began not to depend on him for her happiness.

When he arrived, he discovered that the fire had not been lit, and the armchairs had been left near the door

Valjean realized what was happening; Marius was telling the servants not to make him welcome any more

That night he went home in despair, and the next evening he did not come at all.

When Valjean did not appear for the second evening, Cosette sent a servant to his house to ask if he was well

He did not return to the house again, and Cosette was too busy with married life to think too much about him

She did not realize that, every evening, Valjean would walk slowly from his house until he reached the corner of the street where she lived

He persuaded Cosette, therefore, not to use any of the money her guardian had given her, and to live on the money that he had started to earn as a lawyer

Cosette had not been happy about this

She could not understand why her father, as she still thought of Valjean, had stopped visiting her

But she loved her husband even more, and she gradually became used to not depending on the old man for her happiness.

Marius could not believe his luck

However, Marius had a shock when he saw the man - he did not recognize him at all! He was an old man with a big nose, glasses and neat grey hair

Pontmercy not read my letter?'

Marius had only read the letter quickly, and could not remember the details, so he said, 'Go on.'

'They are incorrect, and I do not like to hear a man unjustly accused

Jean Valjean did not rob M

'First, he did not kill M

Madeleine! And second, he did not kill Javert because Javert killed himself

'But he's a splendid man! The fortune was really his, and he's not a murderer or thief at all! He's a hero and a saint!'

'I told you that I do not like to see a man accused unjustly, but I do like to see a man punished for crimes he has committed.'

'Well, we're not going to allow you to stay here on your own

'I'm not in pain

'But it is terrible not to live.'

You'll feel some grief for me, but not too much

You must not forget it

Jean Valjean's hands rested on their bowed heads, and did not move again

As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest

The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."

It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house

I do not remember my name.

I do not even know where this is because the fog is so thick that I can only see for a few metres in any direction.

The t-shirt is not familiar either: just simple and black

I am sure that I know her, but I still do not remember why

I remember Catherine's face, but she is not smiling like she is in the picture, and her blue eyes look scared and desperate

I do not know what to do for a moment

I want to shout again, but then I do not

I try not to think of anything but the direction I am moving in, but I am starting to remember things now

"Hello handsome," she always says to me, "another day at the office?" And I never say much, but I do not have to: we understand each other without words

Is it the man with the dark eyes and dirty brown hair? Does he know I am here? Good! If he looks for me, he is not with Catherine, I think

I expect him to have dark eyes and dirty hair, but he does not

His hair is blond, his eyes light, and I think that this is not the man who has Catherine

When I look to see why, I see that she is not there: the white ropes are still tied to the stone, but she is not.

I do not understand anything else that they say, but I do understand these three words, and I smile again.

I almost do not recognise the two men beside me, and I think that from a distance people cannot see that I am a woman.

"What is this?" he says, and he looks nervous but not nervous enough.

Not that: we're not common thieves!" And he throws the bag to Little John

Beethoven fills the silence again, and I look at Robin and see that there is sweat on his face too, but Hastings does not move.

I do not believe it, and I take the computer.

"Oh, and just to let you know, there are no bullets in any of our guns." Hastings starts to shout, but we do not listen

But just to be safe he decides not to phone Emily again.

But can she still swim? He is not sure

The idiot does not speak English, Oliver thinks

"Oh no, surely not?" She turns to the man and smiles again

He then gives him another long, hard look, but Oliver does not care.

But Sylvia does not seem to hear and instead looks out at the dark loch.

For a second he does not know where he is

You can call that stupid girl of yours 'Darling,' but not me

And she has deep-green eyes that at the moment are tired and nervous and show something which he does not completely recognise.

"Dangerous, yes," but she does not say anything else, and Branwell continues.

"No, of course not

Branwell does not sit

He does not feel any sympathy for her

He cannot: not for someone who can do that

"My name is Grey, Detective, but not William

The rest of his luggage is in the pickup truck, but not this bag

You do not steal from Big Jones and stay in London

But not Gerry.

No, Big Jones does not just kill you

They do not look for sixty thousand pounds of uncut diamonds.

Gerry is not sure, but he thinks that the man looked at the bag by his feet.

He does not believe the brothers, not for a moment

He thinks he sees a dark shape, but he does not shoot

But the scream he hears is not his own.

The sky is not there.

The new clothes are not new, Jake knows: not really

But don't let the NYPD ones see you, or you're not coming back here, not with me." Jake nods again.

Most do not see anything, but one always sees something, and one is enough.

Except, Jake is not sure he is a tourist

The man does not use the camera and does not look at the map

And for a moment he does not understand.

He hears another shout, and knows that the man is nearly here, but the camera is not looking at him

But he will not

But it was not the man who pushed Jake and took the bag: it was a policeman; the man is underneath four NYPD officers.

Jake now realises that the crowd is not shouting.

"How did you know, kid?" a voice says, but this time it is not Nick.

"Well, maybe not pirates, but you should still be careful

She does not need to hear any of your horrible stories or strange ideas."

"Well, for them, not for me: I'm not married," says Edward a little too quickly.

"I'm sure she's not interested, Pete," says Edward.

"Okay, well, it's not my idea, and it's old, but I think it's great for a film

"No, not with this type of pill

Normally Nick likes his job, but not today

But only sometimes, because the defendant and the rest of her family, the Lee family, are wild, and he does not want to make her, or them, angry

They have a terrible reputation in Bristol, and there is not one of them that does not scare Nick.

However, that is not why you are here

The words she said were 'I will kill him,' but the defendant says she does not remember that

The friend, Mr Harris, says that Miss Lee did not say anything to Mr Dawson and that the only thing Mr Dawson said was 'Hello'

The defence says that this is not murder, but manslaughter

They say this is the case because Miss Lee was not in a sane state of mind when she killed Mr Dawson; they say that this crime was in defence of her sister

The prosecution says this is not true

Not the police, not my mental family..

Why not? What can she do to him in here?

She stands near to him, and he can see the tears in her eyes and the sad expression on her face, but this time he knows it is not real.

For a second he does not know what to say, but he knows what to do, and he pulls his hand away and moves to the door

And they will not like what you say

"I think the judge needs to listen to this first," he says, and he looks back at the beautiful Mrs Dawson and sees that she is not sad now, and that she is not victorious, and not angry.

But it is not.

No, it is not ice-cold water: it is fear.

No, you cannot, because you know that everything is not okay

And you do not tell yourself to relax, you do not tell yourself that everything is okay, and you do not tell yourself to return to your calm and gentle dreams.

So you do not move, but you let your eyes adjust, and soon the complete darkness is not so complete

There is not yet the sound of the milk van or rubbish collectors

But you are not sure

But you know that the noise was not her

But there is another part of you now, and it is not cold with fear: it is hot

It is colder here, but you do not feel it

Your heart is beating so fast that you do not feel anything but the strange mixture of fear and anger.

The light switch is not near your door but halfway to the stairs

You want to turn back and run to your room and hide under the blanket and be completely silent and not move.

How long ago was his last visit to this cold stone building? More than twenty years? Well, that is not important at the moment

In the distance he can hear the siren of a gardai car in the city centre, but he is sure it is not for him

But not one of them is interested in him

As he does not want them to see his face, he pulls open the left door to the box and enters.

I need to know that anything I say here is not to be repeated

"But does it matter that you're not my priest? Can you still listen?"

"But can you promise not to tell anyone?"

"I promise, my son, I will not tell a soul."

"Okay, Father, but remember, you promise not to tell a soul."

"There's not much to tell

But tell me, why did you stay in the city? Why not run for the countryside? Or hop on a ferry out of here?"

He thinks about lying, but why? The priest promises not to tell a soul

He wonders if there are still any people there, but he thinks there are not.

But not yet: the Mojave Desert is still all around him with its flat orange sands and dead bushes

And maybe he should not

She was not the first girl, and he knows she will not be the last.

Yeah, he could not remember, but he knew.

"Jesus!" he says, and he does not feel tired anymore

Then suddenly the road is not empty: there is a car behind him

And he thinks for a moment about not stopping, but there is nowhere for him to go

God, he wishes he could remember last night: not just the girl's expression when he hit her, but everything.

The cop nods but does not take them

But in the reflection of the red paint he sees the cop raise his hand, and in the soft evening light he sees the knife, and for a moment he does not understand.

And he starts to run again, not on the road now, but into the desert

He wants to turn to look back to see if the man is following him, but he does not dare

Brandon tries not to think as he walks through the snow that reaches up to his waist

He tries not to remember the expression on Greg's face as the bullet hit him in the back.

To escape and to not say anything to anyone

But Brandon was not so sure

But Brandon did not do that

He did not do any of that

What time is it now? He does not know

That's enough time for them to get the money from Banff but not enough to do anything else like phone the cops

That is what Greg told the hotel, even if that part was not true.

West nods but does not say anything

The headmaster, Mr Bowen, does not exactly look happy, but he looks content

"Yes." Bowen stands by the large windows and does not look at them

They are not criminals."

"Show them out Miss White." And the headmaster does not look at them again.

"No, well, not really," the secretary says quietly.

"No, it's not what you think

But there is something that does not make sense

But if these men are not hammering.

He tried desperately to shout, but he could not, and he tried to move, but he could not

But not Junior

Junior said that to walk there was stupid, because they had a car, and despite all of Owen's arguments, the teenager did not change his mind.

Junior does not like sports, he does not run, and the last time he came to the forest with Owen, he said that he was too cold and that the forest was boring.

But Owen does not like to think about that too much

So he tries not to think about it.

But not this time

But now in the forest he is not so sure

The boy looks bored already, and he is not looking at the gun bags with interest any more.

And Owen realises that the boy does not understand what poaching is.

"Why not?"

Now, not many people come to this side of the forest at this time of the year, but if you see someone you just put the gun down gently in a bush or under some leaves

Sure, he likes films and television and not sports, but maybe this can be their thing

It doesn't have to be every weekend if Junior does not want to, but occasionally

Keep to your left but not directly behind you

He thinks there is someone or something moving, and it is big: bigger than a rabbit or a hare, but he does not think it can be a person

In the summer maybe, but not now.

But before he can do this, Junior, who does not know what is making the noise, remembers his dad's words:

But he does not remember the other words...

Now, it's not a very nice story, and I can't promise you that there will be a very happy ending

Jimmy Lane does not stand

"Now, I am a not a cruel man, Jimmy

I'm really not

I'm a business man, not a gangster

Did you really not think that we were watching you? We knew you were cheating

Hank Wynn does not stop to watch what happens next

You see, he is not a cruel man, but he sometimes has to do cruel things

But for a moment Clive and Kenny wait, stepping backwards so that the waves caused by the feeding frenzy do not get at them.

But then he slowly says something as if he does not himself believe what he is saying

Do not fall asleep, she tells herself.

She cannot see his face because he has the hood of his sports jacket up, but he seems to be asleep, and there is something about his face that she does not like

The man in the corner is probably just a normal guy and not some horrible character from one of her thrillers.

The old woman two seats away from her does not look happy and she moves to sit in the seat next to Sarah.

"No, of course not," Sarah says and smiles

The poor old woman must not feel too comfortable next to the noisy kids, but Sarah knows that they are okay: she can spot the bad kids from a mile away.

No, these kids are okay, but they are loud, and it is impossible for Sarah not to hear their conversation

He uses something strange: not a knife but something long and thin, and he stabs them again and again, and they just bleed and bleed."

But she does not want to listen, and she takes her MP3 player from her bag and puts her headphones in.

She does not want to think about their conversation or the horrible reason why the tube is so quiet

She does not want to think about the stories in the newspapers

She does not want to think about what the police are calling the tube murders

...He uses something strange: not a knife but something long and thin, and he stabs them again and again, and they just bleed and bleed.

Everyone was given one hundred energy units a week, and they had to be careful not to use them too quickly

But it's not just an idea

They did not want anyone going into the contaminated world beyond - it was much too dangerous, they said.

"No! No, of course not." He paused

"You're not serious?"

She managed not to say anything in front of her little brother, but Gran could see at once that she was upset.

There was a choice of lifelike views in 3D - not as clever as the illusions in the simulator, but they did help the family to forget, at times, that they lived deep under the ground.

"Don't use any energy units for me - I'm not bothered," said Sala.

She decided that they needed to talk about something different, because she'd come here to make things better, not worse.

"I'm not really sure," Cham confessed

I'm not old enough yet, though

"Well, I guess you're not the only one who's afraid."

"I'm not talking about being afraid

"Well, no, I guess not." Sala looked away

A bit too clever, said a voice in Sala's head: they'd been together, and yet not together; they were able to talk to each other, but sometimes experienced things separately

I've been so busy at work the last few days, I feel I've not been home much at all."

I'm just saying - maybe the world out there is not as terrible as the government would like us to believe."

She had to consider Cham's future, not just her own

It's not really about that..

"So what? It was an hour, not two years."

"Oooh, I hope not," laughed Sala.

"It's not just that," she protested

"So they decided not to fix the old equipment

I'm not angry with you

Especially not with you

I'm not going to stop you

"Of course not

"But you have to promise not to tell anyone

"Why not? I told you - I have to."

The government has lied to us - it's not contaminated like we've been told

"You're not supposed to, officially."

"But not all."

"But not too closely

Determined not to lose sight of her guide, Sala pushed her way forward

"But not without us," she added hurriedly

But Wena knew that Sala had told Cham about the rose fruit, didn't she? Anyway, Sala needed to tell Cham to try and persuade him not to go into a pod.

"It's not crazy

It's not real

"Why not? By then, you'll be sure

When they had talked about it before, she had felt left out; not jealous, exactly, because she was sure that she didn't want to join them

"Well, it's not!" said Sala

He complained that Sala spent too long running, not realizing that she was waiting..

"We support you - Gran is just not ready yet

What else could I say? Sala was kicking herself for not keeping Wena talking for longer

When we're not learning, we play sports, and they're all great..."

"It's not real, you know."

"You're not really learning to ski."

not quite," said Sala cautiously

not good."

It must be strange for him, not knowing where she was or what she was doing

"There's not much," said Gran, handing Sala a little cup

And it's not surprising

"Hey, you're not jealous, are you?"

you're not planning anything with that woman, are you? They teach us to report things like that." Report it? Sala's stomach turned to ice

He's not the same person anymore," she finished, bursting into tears

"I'm not sure he'll agree to leave the pod anyway, but if he does, they might still want him to stay

It's not fair that we have to stay here."

"I'm not sure that Pod Life is all that good, you know." She looked over at Cham's parents

She needed to see the real Cham, not his avatar

He's still not the same

"It's not his fault," said Mom quietly

"I'm not blaming him," said Sala miserably

"So there's not much he can report."

"It's not your fault, Sala," said Gran

"It's not Cham's fault, either

It's not doing me any harm at all."

Did he suspect her reasons? She desperately hoped not

She did not belong in the pod

She did not belong to the government

She would not be their tool, used like Cham to pull other people in

What would I be today if I had not gone to Monte Carlo with Mrs Van Hopper? I would have lived another life

Mrs Van Hopper was not a pleasant woman

I was not exactly a servant and certainly not a friend.

De Winter had not answered Mrs Van Hopper's question

She was not silent for long, of course

I looked down at the floor and tried not to hear Mrs Van Hopper's loud voice

'Why not tomorrow evening? I'm having a few friends...'

You are not a child, you know.'

I could not go out

I was very rude after lunch.' The note was not signed, but I knew it was from de Winter.

I sat down awkwardly trying not to look at him

'Why not?' he said

'You were not rude,' I said

'At least, she did not think you were

He did not answer

I felt that he did not want to talk about his home.

'Mrs Van Hopper is not my friend,' I said

I did not want Mrs Van Hopper to hear me

I did not feel shy with de Winter

'I should not have brought you up here

For the first time, I wished that I had not come.

He did not talk about his life there, but about the house itself

I could not meet Mrs Van Hopper and answer the endless questions

First love is not always happy

I did not reply

I could not tell Mrs Van Hopper that every morning I drove with de Winter in his car

I have forgotten the places we went to, but I have not forgotten the excitement of those mornings

If we had driven round-in circles, I would not have cared

I could not help looking at it as we drove along.

'I'm not sure,' I began

'You would not be in this car now if you were like that,' he said.

I am not an interesting person at all

If you had not been here, I would have left long ago

I could not speak

The afternoon with Mrs Van Hopper did not matter

But she did not.

'He's an attractive man,' she said, 'but not easy to know

I did not answer

People could not forget her

Somehow, she and her beauty had not died.

He would be sitting in the restaurant, reading perhaps and not thinking of me

I had not seen Maxim all day

'He will not be back before midnight.'

I should not be able to speak to him at all

'No,' I said, 'I don't think so.' I tried not to look at her.

I would not see Maxim

I thought I would not see you again.'

'I'm not joking,' said Maxim

'Do you want a secretary?' I asked, not understanding him.

I could not think clearly.

I did not know whether to laugh or cry

Maxim had not said anything to me about love

But he had not said that he loved me

'She could not speak at first

I did not know what to say

I did not say anything

'Of course,' she said, 'you know why he is marrying you, don't you? He's not in love with you

We were not far from the house now

But somehow I still could not believe it.

I did not want to be alone with Mrs Danvers

'No, not from this wing,' she answered, 'and you can't hear it either

'Then this was not his bedroom before?'

I did not know what to say

'She may not like me at first, of course.'

Maxim did not look at me

'Of course not,' I said

But I did not feel very happy as Maxim walked out of the room

The fire was laid, but not lit

I looked round for a box of matches, but I could not find one

'Oh, Frith,' I said awkwardly, 'I could not find any matches

'The fire in the library is not usually lit until the afternoon, Madam,' he said

I went into the hall again, I did not know which way to go

I could not tell Frith that I had never seen the morning-room

Maxim had not shown it to me the night before.

I did not expect the telephone to ring.'

Rebecca would not have answered like that

And Maxim had not come back

I could not meet them by myself.

I could not look at Maxim

I did not know what had happened down in the bay

It could not be touched

The past and the future did not matter at all

At this moment I was not afraid.

As I said before, you are not what we expected

Had Beatrice said something to make him angry? I could not remember.

I was not sure what Beatrice had said and I thought it better not to ask.

Maxim did not answer

We turned on to the left-hand path, not saying anything

We stood still, not speaking

We called and whistled, but he did not come.

The dog looked up, but he did not come to me

I looked back, but I could not see Maxim

'It's not very nice weather,' I said

'I know that dog, it's not yours

'Why should I run after the damned dog?' Maxim said, not looking at me.

If you had my memories, you would not go there either

Frith must not see them

'I'm not angry with you,' he said.

I was not hungry and I felt very tired

The handkerchief was not mine

We did not go down to the beach again

If I could not sleep, I went to the window and looked out on to the rose-garden

I was not troubled by the sea's unhappy music.

I could not forget the lost look in Maxim's eyes

I could not forget his words: 'I was a fool to bring you back to Manderley.'

I did not want anyone to talk about the sea or boats

I smiled and said, 'We have not decided

I could not tell the woman that Maxim had never spoken about the ball.

I did not mind

I did not care

I was Mrs de Winter now, not Rebecca

But I did not want to ask Maxim.

'I did not know you had dances here.'

Frank did not reply at once

Frank did not answer me.

Frank turned away from me so that I could not see his face.

But Frank did not sit in the morning room every day as I did

He did not sit at Rebecca's desk and touch the things she had touched

Dear God, I did not want to think about Rebecca

She did not forget

At least not afraid, but...'

She did not seem surprised

'I'm afraid not,' I said

But I'm not used to this kind of life

Maxim did not answer

You think I am not right for Manderley

I could not understand it

I had not wanted Maxim to go to London, but now I was glad to be alone.

The sun was shining today and the cottage did not look frightening any more

'I'm not doing anything wrong,' he said

'You're not like the other one,' he said

'No, of course not, Ben,' I said.

I started to run up the path and did not feel safe until I reached the lawn

I had never seen it before and I hoped the visitor did not want to stay to tea.

I did not know what to do

'What? He's left you all alone? That's not fair, is it?' The man gave an unpleasant laugh

I did not like him at all.

I did not like the way that Favell spoke about Maxim

I did not want to look at his car

No, it was not used

It was not lived in any more

The air was not fresh

'I did not expect to see you here, Mrs Danvers

The wind was blowing harder, and still she had not come back.

I could not take my eyes away from hers

I hoped that Maxim would ask for me but he did not.

I could not forget my visit to the west wing

I tried not to remember my visit to the west wing

But I could not stop thinking about Favell and his friendship with Mrs Danvers

'You are not going to have a baby, are you?'

I did not want Beatrice to tell Maxim about the visit

Beatrice did not look at me.

I'm not sure.'

'I did not like him,' I said.

I hoped that she would tell me more about Favell, but she did not

Maxim would not be back for another hour

I did not feel like sitting in the house by myself

But I did not go near the sea

Thank God she did not know I was watching her

He did not say anything about Mrs Danvers or Favell.

I knew then that he was not going to tell me about his anger with Mrs Danvers

Maxim still thought of me as a child - someone who must not hear unpleasant things

I did not know what Maxim was thinking

I did not want to be a child

I did not know what to wear

I made sketches of some of the costumes, but I did not like any of them

I did not know what to say

Go quickly, before anyone comes.' I could not speak

I did not know what I was doing

'You could not have known.'

I did not say anything.

'I'm not going down.'

I did not answer and Beatrice walked slowly to the door and went out.

His eyes were cold and hard, not the eyes of the man I knew and loved

What was the time? I did not know

My body was tired, but my mind would not rest

But Maxim did not come.

He had not come to bed at all

It was not the sort of love he needed

Maxim was not in love with me

He did not belong to me, he belonged to Rebecca

I could not hide in my bedroom any longer

He has not been in since.'

'Frank,' I said slowly, 'Maxim did not come to bed last night.'

I could not stop my tears now

I did not want to see Frank

He could not help me

I could not get these thoughts out of my mind.

I could not see the woods

She was not dead, like Rebecca

I could not speak to Rebecca, but I could speak to Mrs Danvers.

She did not answer.

'Mr de Winter is not happy,' Mrs Danvers said, looking at me at last

'It's not true,' I said

'It's not true

I was suddenly very angry and not afraid of Mrs Danvers any more

Mrs Danvers did not seem to hear me

'When she was only twelve years old, the men could not stop looking at her

'Mrs Danvers, you're not well

That shows you he's not forgotten her, doesn't it? Of course Mr de Winter was jealous

'She's the real Mrs de Winter, not you.'

It's not like drowning

You're not happy

If I jumped now, I would not see the stones

Maxim did not love me.

I would not have to think about Rebecca any more...

I could not see him, but I could hear his voice

Then for the first time I realized that Maxim had not gone away

Frank was there talking to a coast-guard, but I could not see Maxim.

I did not know what Ben meant

I did not look at the cottage

Jasper was not there

'Mr de Winter is not back yet, Robert,' I told him

'Well, Mrs de Winter, it's not very pleasant

I must not fail Maxim now.

I'm not a child any more.'

'The woman buried in the church is not Rebecca

'Rebecca was not drowned

'It's not too late,' I said, putting my arms round him

I stared at him, not understanding.

Maxim did not answer.

Things that I could not tell anyone.'

'I did not kill her then,' he said

I did not say anything

Maxim did not love Rebecca

Rebecca did not say anything

I was no longer afraid of Rebecca; I did not hate her any more

Rebecca had not won, she had lost.

'I'm not used to having messages sent by Robert

She waited, but I did not say anything

Mrs Danvers did not frighten me any more

She was my enemy and I did not care

I did not look at Maxim during lunch

We did not walk in the woods or go down to the sea

There were clouds, but the rain did not fall.

I could not look at anyone

And that's not all

I could not look at him.

'No, of course not.'

I tried to stand up, but I could not

Frank did not answer

Frank did not answer

He could not know how much Maxim had told me

God, let me not think about it

I could not speak or walk towards him.

The rain was falling so heavily that I did not hear Frith come in.

I could not think why Favell had come.

'I'm afraid Maxim is not here,' I said, when Favell walked into the room

'Now, Max, old man,' Favell said at last, 'you know I'm not a rich man

The rain was so heavy that we did not hear the sound of the car

'I'm not happy about the verdict

'But the note is not clear

'Oh no, I'm not drunk

'Certainly not,' said Colonel Julyan

I wished that Maxim had not hit him

Ben did not answer.

'No, of course not,' said Colonel Julyan

Favell did not answer

'No, it is not,' Mrs Danvers answered.

'She was not in love with you, Mr Jack

She was not in love with anyone

Favell stared at Mrs Danvers as though he did not understand her.

'No, certainly not,' she said.

'Of course not,' said Maxim

It was the one clear proof that Rebecca had not killed herself.

'But he's not on the phone

'He's not going alone,' Favell said with a laugh

'I suppose you're not going to ask me to dinner, so I'll say goodbye

Tomorrow will be a long day.' He held my hand for a moment, but he did not look into my eyes

We did not say anything

The peace of Manderley could not be broken

Its beauty could not be destroyed

Maxim slept on and I did not wake him

We did not know what we should find at the end of the journey.

I could not believe it.

Maxim looked pale and tired, but he did not say anything

She did not kill herself

'We may not need it,' said Colonel Julyan

'I suppose she could not face the pain

I did not say anything

'I'm not sure that Rebecca hasn't won, even now,' Maxim went on

I wanted to get to the Happy Valley, but I could not find it

'That's not the dawn,' he said, 'that's Manderley.'

He does not like Bud.

Nathan does not see The Cat

'It's not going to hit us.'

'It's not going to be easy,' says Sam, 'but let's go!'

'I'm not stopping,' she says

She does not see it, but Nathan does.

The bag does not hit Natalie, but it hits Nathan.

She still had not adjusted to the loss of her only child, because she'd never wanted - or tried - to adjust to it

Why not? The more that she considered it, the less crazy it seemed

The police and the morticians had advised her that Danny was so badly torn up, so horribly mangled, that she was better off not looking at him

This boy in the station wagon was not the first that she had imagined was Danny; in recent weeks, she had seen her lost son in other cars, in schoolyards past which she had been driving, on public streets, in a movie theater.

Each time, for a few hours after she woke, she could not face reality

This was a warm and wonderful fantasy, but she could not sustain it for long

Though she always resisted the grim truth, it gradually exerted itself every time, and she was repeatedly brought down hard, forced to accept that the dream was not a premonition

And that was not good.

The sound she'd heard had come as she was waking, a real noise, not an imagined one.

She began her career as a dancer - not a showgirl but an actual dancer - in the Lido de Paris, a gigantic stage show at the Stardust Hotel

She managed to be both a fine dancer and a good mother, although that was not always easy; she loved Danny, and she enjoyed her work and she thrived on double duty.

The tricky spelling of the title was not Tina's idea, but most of the rest of the program was her creation, and she remained pleased with what she had wrought

Although the funeral had been more than a year ago, she had not yet been able to dispose of Danny's belongings

Gazing at the dead boy's toys and pathetic treasures, Tina realized, not for the first time, that it wasn't healthy for her to maintain this place as if it were a museum

As long as she left his things undisturbed, she could continue to entertain the hope that Danny was not dead, that he was just away somewhere for a while, and that he would shortly pick up his life where he had left off

His printing was neat, like everything else about him, not sloppy like this scrawled message

In bed, again she snuggled in the covers and closed her eyes and tried not to think about the chalkboard

Joel was an odd little man: five-feet-four, slightly chubby but not fat, with curly brown hair that appeared to have frizzed and kinked in response to a jolt of electricity

When he finally stopped hugging Tina, he could not stand still

He had become not just a valued business associate, but a good friend as well, a big brother.

She had not printed those words

She was a sweet old woman, feisty and independent-minded but not the type to play cruel pranks.

She'd thought he had regained his perspective during the last few months, but evidently not.

Maybe not for a few days.

Many were still in the communal dressing rooms, while other girls, already costumed, waited in the halls or at the edge of the big stage, talking about children and husbands and boyfriends and recipes, as if they were secretaries on a coffee break and not some of the most beautiful women in the world.

Vivienne Neddler parked her vintage 1955 Nash Rambler at the curb in front of the Evans house, being careful not to scrape the whitewalls

She usually worked during the day, not at night

Even these days, when most machines could be played with electronically validated value cards, the nickel duchesses wore black gloves to keep their hands from becoming filthy after hours of handling coins and pulling levers; they always sat on stools while they played, and they remembered to alternate hands when operating the machines in order not to strain the muscles of one arm, and they carried bottles of liniment just in case.

She loved them as much as life itself, and she knew they truly wanted her with them; they were not inviting her out of a misguided sense of guilt and obligation

If she phoned for them and then ran out of the house, they might not find an intruder when they came

This display had always contained six pictures, not just four

In spite of her anxiety, a power she could sense - but which she could not define - drew her inexorably to Danny's room.

But her physical beauty was not what most excited him

Sitting in the dark theater, he smiled, not at the comic magician who was performing in front of the closed stage curtains, but at his own sudden, youthful exuberance.

Outside, the night was cool but not wintry

But not tonight

He said, "How can Batman wear an armored rubber suit all the time and not have a chronic rash?"

"I'll try not to slurp my soup."

He would be sleeping, but she wouldn't feel guilty if she woke him, not after all the sleepless nights that he had given her

On the left, slot machines ran the entire length of the casino, bank after nerve-jangling bank of them, brightly and colorfully lighted, attended by gamblers who were more vocal than the card players but not as loud as the craps shooters

When they were first married, he'd been fun, charming, easygoing, but he had not been that way with her in a long time.

It's not usually dangerous, except if he has a mouthful of food when he faints, because then he might choke to death.

"Why not?"

I'm not really sure why I did," she lied

"Michael, it's not just a story."

"I'm not embarrassed

Well, not her ambition as much as Michael's childish attitude toward it

I'm not going to-"

Of course not

When he paused to lick his ice-cream cone, she said, "Michael, that's not the way it's going to be."

"I'm not feeling unfulfilled these days," she said

"I'm not pining for the domestic life

Let's not throw away this chance."

"So I'm not a giver, huh? Then who gave you the house you're living in? Huh? Who was it had to move into an apartment when we separated, and who was it kept the house?"

She could see what he was up to, and she was not going to be distracted from her main intention.

She just surrendered to the racking grief that swept through her and did not question it.

She was positive that Michael had not done the damage in Danny's bedroom

In the hard light, the enormous architectural confections were not always appealing; at times, in spite of the billions of dollars of value that it represented, the Strip looked grubby.

I sure hope not

More likely than not, she was the only person on the entire third floor.

In the locked center drawer of the desk was a book with the code numbers that permitted access to the sensitive information stored not on diskette but only in the central memory

Yet she felt that she was not alone.

She hesitated, fingers on the keyboard, not certain if she should proceed

But the cops are a literal bunch, not much impressed by implied threats

Do you really think you're so far gone that you could do something like that and not remember it? Do you think you've got multiple personalities and one doesn't know what the others are up to?"

"I'm not going to think you're nuts," Elliot assured her

"You didn't? Why not?"

"Maybe not."

"And where would he have been all this time if not..

If Danny were alive, and if someone were trying to get that news to you, it wouldn't be done like this, not with all these dramatic hints

Elliot frowned, not convinced of the wisdom of exhumation

"The body's in an airtight casket, but it'll be even more deteriorated now than it was a year ago when they recommended you not look at it."

"Whoever the creep is, whatever his motivations are, he's not well-balanced

A couple weeks after the little girl was buried, the mother started feeling guilty about not paying her last respects."

"And we reopened the grave only two months after the funeral, not a whole year later

"God knows, I'm not happy about this, but I'm convinced it's something I've got to do."

"Probably not even then, what with the four-day weekend."

Her ability to create a stylish stage show was not a fluke; she had taste and a sharp eye that instantly knew the difference between prettiness and genuine beauty, between cleverness and art

We represented some people no one else would touch, entrepreneurs who had a lot of good ideas but not much money for start-up legal fees

He could not remember ever having been half so clumsy in the kitchen as he was this evening

"Absolutely not."

"They not only have good hamburgers-"

She had a throaty laugh that was not unlike Nancy's had been.

Of course, during the first of those two years, she'd still been married to Michael and had felt compelled to remain faithful to him, even though a separation and then a divorce had been in the works, and even though he had not felt constrained by any similar moral sense

He was not a particularly large man, but he picked her up in his arms as if she were a child.

He'd had other women in this bed during the past two years, and a few had stayed the night, but not one of those other lovers had made him feel content merely by the fact of her presence, as Tina did

When at last she drove away, he watched her car until it turned the corner and disappeared, and when she was gone, he knew why he had not wanted to let her go

On hot summer days, these barren, sandy slopes seemed godforsaken, and they would not be made lush and green for another ten years at least

He knew that Kennebeck was a cautious man, but usually not excessively so

There were too many attorneys and not enough civilians to make the bash interesting

"It's not money."

"But I'm not taking them."

Determined not to let them see that he was frightened, aware that any sign of fear would be taken as proof of weakness, Elliot said, "Well, you've got one hell of a weird approach for someone who's just taking a public opinion survey."

"I guess that's just one more question you're not going to get an answer for," Elliot said.

Why in the hell should Kennebeck care whether or not Danny's grave is reopened? Why should you care? Who the hell are you people?"

"Listen, you stupid fuck, I'm not gonna humor you any longer

I'm not gonna answer any more questions, but I am gonna put a bullet in your crotch if you don't move over to the table and sit down."

Elliot pretended not to have heard the threat

I'm not exactly an outsider

We haven't been told the details, not even half of them

Christ, we're not big shots in this outfit

"That's not quite the way they explained the system in law school," Elliot said.

Initially his growing fascination with the macabre had not seemed entirely healthy to her, but she had never denied him the freedom to pursue it

Most of his friends had shared his avid interest in ghosts and ghouls; besides, the grotesque hadn't been his only interest, so she had decided not to worry about it.

When Danny had first begun collecting horror comics with his allowance, she had closely examined those books to decide whether or not they were harmful to him

It's not that you strike me as a dangerous person or anything

"It's a good thing you're not working in the gas company's public relations department."

"I guess not."

Definitely not FBI

Surely not

But not in America, damn it.

She thought of the words on the chalkboard and on the computer printout: Not dead, not dead, not dead...

In those days, the corpse was not embalmed; therefore, the boy was buried while still alive

Death was determined that the parents would not reach the cemetery in time to save their son

Crazily, Tina felt as if her nightmare had not come from within her, but from without, as if some person or force had projected the dream into her mind in an effort to-

He could not have been buried alive

Furthermore, this was not the mid-nineteenth century; these days, doctors could detect even the vaguest heartbeat, the shallowest respiration, the dimmest traces of brain-wave activity.

The roots of all dreams were to be found in the store of experiences in the psyche; dreams were not sent like ethereal telegrams from spirits or gods or demons

Her sudden gullibility dismayed and alarmed her, because it indicated that the decision to have Danny's body exhumed was not having the stabilizing effect on her emotions that she had hoped it would.

If there's a gas leak in this neighborhood, it's not anywhere on your property."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

"There may not be time," he said.

It was important that she not lose it.

"I'm not just going to try."

about the boat," Elliot said, not even knowing where he was going to go with that line, ready to say anything to keep Tom from putting up the garage door and throwing them out.

Tina continued: "You're just not the man we were supposed to see, that's all

Appearing to be somewhat amazed herself, Tina hesitated not at all before she said, "Sol Fitzpatrick."

Smiling, Tom said, "I think the deposit might not turn out to be as refundable as you thought."

Obviously, it pleased Tom to think that people who could afford a Mercedes were not so smart after all

"If you gave him a deposit, and if he gave you this address and claimed he lived here, then it's not very likely this Sol Fitzpatrick even owns any boat in the first place."

No matter who they are, they're not omniscient

If they have a judge in their pocket, why not a few cops?"

"That's the wisdom of the service, not mine, but in many cases it's true

It isn't hopeless, Tina, and it's not like you to give up so easily."

"I'm not giving up."

And now, just when I'm beginning to think I can face up to it and put it behind me, I discover he might not have died accidentally after all

But now that it's happened, now that it's been thrust upon you, you're not entirely unhappy

I'm not a natural-born man of action

Elliot drove behind the restaurant and tucked the Mercedes into a slot in the deepest shadows, between a Toyota Celica and a small motor home, where it could not be seen from the street.

He had told Tina that Kennebeck's bosses were not omniscient

That was a bizarre thought, not at all the sort of notion he'd ordinarily get in his head, and he didn't like it.

not just, as if I'm being watched but..

She stayed a moment longer, staring back into the gloom, where the purple mercury-vapor light did not reach.

At last, he and Tina went into the diner, trying not to look over their shoulders.

Michael and I were the only ones who were strongly advised not to look at the remains

"But maybe it's not wise to go to the local press

I'm not sure

And I'm not just talking about the obvious ones like Nellis Air Force Base and the Nuclear Test Site

But a bunch of hard-nosed security men might not have seen it that way."

"But not unlikely."

"To me, it sounds plausible if not probable

Anyway, I'm not saying that's what really happened

The French fries were crisp, and the coleslaw was tart but not sour.

One thing for sure, he's definitely not on our side

Besides, if we're face-to-face with him, we'll have a better idea of whether or not he's telling the truth

"Maybe not."

"Probably not

They might track us when we use the cards, but not for a couple of days."

None of these people had to worry about professional killers, bizarre conspiracies, gas-company men who were not gas-company men, silencer-equipped pistols, exhumations

Is that our love is not dead yet.

No, our love is not dead-

not dead-

not dead-

not dead-"

"not dead-

not dead-

not dead-

not dead-"

"not dead-

not dead-

not dead-

not dead-"

"not dead-

not dead-

not dead-"

At the same time, she knew this wasn't a rational thought; the explanation, whatever it might be, was not that simple