What's the rule for fighting? Hit the soft parts with your hand and the hard parts with a utensil?
PossibilitiesI make conversation like I make love to myself—I let my hands do all the talking.
This Book is Not FOR SALEI wash my hands in the blood of grapefruit. Come, drink with me.
Whenever You're Gone, I'm Here For YouI was spotted at a Communist meeting. I got caught red-handed.
Whenever You're Gone, I'm Here For YouWe have hands that must work, brains that must think, and personalities that must be developed.
Jill Lepore