What best describes the rightness or wrongness of plagiarism?
Always wrong because it is theft and fraud

Plagiarism is not a right or wrong kind of
thing

In some situations, it is OK

There is nothing wrong with it

The best persuasive essay topics a.are the ones that are popular,that many other people are writing about b.are ones you feel strongly about and that can be backed up by outside sources c.are one you feel strongly about,whether or not there is outside evidence for support

Tme pemaining 59: 47 read this excerpt from the miracle worker annie the only time i have trouble is when i'm til (but she is amused at herself, as is anaonos) is it my fault it's so often? i won't give them trouble, me anagnos, ll be so ladylike they won't notice i've come anagnos annie, be humble it is not as if you have so many offers to pick and choose. you will need their affection working with this child which word best describes annie in this excerpt? intelligent reckless confident polite save mark this and retum

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.