I’m not the white-picket-fence kind of guy. So don’t go building castles in the air. You’ll get trapped in the rubble when they collapse.
Maybe I'll paint you white. Fuck. You'd love that, woudn't you? Have my come all over your body.
Thomas has the kind of whiter-than-white boyish grin that makes women's panties spontaneously evaporate.
I have white hair now, but a lot of it, and I'm still very glamorous, and so I won't disappoint, I hope! I'll still be wearing the tight leather trousers and high-heel boots, regardless of what age!
I'm generally slow to anger, quick to forgive, and I take in information before making decisions. So no matter how controversial the decision, my general demeanour is to put on white lab coat and gloves and look at the evidence, weigh the arguments a...
I find the aristocratic parts of London so unattractive and angular; the architecture is so white and gated. But in New York, it's different - even uptown it's really grand, and there's no real segregation there. It's all mixed up.
The giant white cube is now impeding rather than enhancing the rhythms of art. It preprograms a viewer's journey, shifts the emphasis from process to product, and lacks individuality and openness. It's not that art should be seen only in rutty bombed...
I don't know much about auctions. I sometimes go to previews and see art sardined into ugly rooms. I've gawked at the gaudy prices, and gaped at well-clad crowds of happy white people conspicuously spending hundreds of millions of dollars.
It's one of those dumb days where nothing's really wrong but nothing's really right either and the sky can't even choose to be white or gray.
You can tell it's a poem because it's swimming in a little gel pack of white space. That shows it's a poem.
You don't always have to show art in what's called a white box; you can have a kind of complexity within an exhibit which actually respects the art as well.
..and though my internal organs were Barry White, my stamina had skipped CDs and decided to be more Vanilla Ice.
If an angry bull is running toward you, and your pants become wet despite holding the red cloth, make sure the other side of the cloth is white.
He looked like a Greek god. Jade’s thoughts snapped from togas to white sheets to sex in the span of two seconds.
I thought of the new stone, of my new wife, and of the newly buried white bones beneath us, and I felt that fate had made sport of us all.
You really romanticize the white-trash period of your life,' Rain once said to me, which I thought was a little hurtful but perhaps true.
Do you have a little white dress? I've had this deep-seated nurse fantasy about you, Murphy.
They walked off down the hall in the direction of a sign that said Colored Waiting Room. Billie guessed white folks didn't have to wait.
Your scented tears on white roses - Love is crying in a good way.
Our culture needs to find a robust image of female success that is first, not male, and second, not a white woman on the phone, holding a crying baby,
She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white.
