Then, as I have for many years taken
deep interest in the cook's art generally, I have paid greater attention, perhaps, to the practical side of the work
than most of my compatriots in the
land of India, who, while excellent judges, no doubt, of what a curry should be
on the table, never put their hands to one in the stewpan in their lives.
The position taken by the Australian government in UNFCCC negotiations has been largely counterproductive, including: its membership of the Umbrella Group of delayer countries; its prioritization of a post-2020 agreement over raising ambition as is urgently required; its insistence
on a meaninglessly weak Kyoto Protocol second commitment period target for Australia; its unreasonable conditions for Australia to increase its Kyoto target; its refusal to countenance even conditional targets
deeper than 25 % below 2000; its pursuit of creative accounting rules for LULUCF (
land use,
land use change, and forestry) in both Kyoto commitment periods [v]; its intended reliance
on international offset mechanisms; and its failure to provide finance for developing countries.
On such an afternoon some score of members of the High Court of Chancery bar ought to be... engaged in one of the ten thousand stages of an endless cause, tripping one another up on slippery precedents, groping knee - deep in technicalities, running their goat - hair and horse - hair warded heads against walls of words and making a pretence of equity with serious faces, as players might... between the registrar's red table and the silk gowns, with bills, cross-bills, answers, rejoinders, injunctions, affidavits, issues, references to masters, masters» reports, mountains of costly nonsense, piled before them... This is the Court of Chancery, which has its decaying houses and its blighted lands in every shire, which has its worn - out lunatic in every madhouse and its dead in every churchyard, which has its ruined suitor with his slipshod heels and threadbare dress borrowing and begging through the round of every man's acquaintance, which gives to monied might the means abundantly of wearying out the right, which so exhausts finances, patience, courage, hope, so overthrows the brain and breaks the heart, that there is not an honourable man among its practitioners who would not give — who does not often give — the warning, «Suffer any wrong that can be done you rather than come her
On such an afternoon some score of members of the High Court of Chancery bar ought to be... engaged in one of the ten thousand stages of an endless cause, tripping one another up
on slippery precedents, groping knee - deep in technicalities, running their goat - hair and horse - hair warded heads against walls of words and making a pretence of equity with serious faces, as players might... between the registrar's red table and the silk gowns, with bills, cross-bills, answers, rejoinders, injunctions, affidavits, issues, references to masters, masters» reports, mountains of costly nonsense, piled before them... This is the Court of Chancery, which has its decaying houses and its blighted lands in every shire, which has its worn - out lunatic in every madhouse and its dead in every churchyard, which has its ruined suitor with his slipshod heels and threadbare dress borrowing and begging through the round of every man's acquaintance, which gives to monied might the means abundantly of wearying out the right, which so exhausts finances, patience, courage, hope, so overthrows the brain and breaks the heart, that there is not an honourable man among its practitioners who would not give — who does not often give — the warning, «Suffer any wrong that can be done you rather than come her
on slippery precedents, groping knee -
deep in technicalities, running their goat - hair and horse - hair warded heads against walls of words and making a pretence of equity with serious faces, as players might... between the registrar's red table and the silk gowns, with bills, cross-bills, answers, rejoinders, injunctions, affidavits, issues, references to masters, masters» reports, mountains of costly nonsense, piled before them... This is the Court of Chancery, which has its decaying houses and its blighted
lands in every shire, which has its worn - out lunatic in every madhouse and its dead in every churchyard, which has its ruined suitor with his slipshod heels and threadbare dress borrowing and begging through the round of every man's acquaintance, which gives to monied might the means abundantly of wearying out the right, which so exhausts finances, patience, courage, hope, so overthrows the brain and breaks the heart, that there is not an honourable man among its practitioners who would not give — who does not often give — the warning, «Suffer any wrong that can be done you rather
than come here!