The middle class has just fallen further and further behind the rich.
As the work proceeded we found that the western end of the cutting receded under the slope of the rock, and thus was partly roofed over by the overhanging rock.
Male and female gossip also sounds different, as women use more animated tones, more detail and more feedback.
What are you doing?" "Ya!" said Jane, whirling around, her hands held up menacingly. It was Mr. Nobley with coat, hat, and cane, watching her with wide eyes. Jane took several quick (but oh so casual) steps away from Martin's window. "Um, did I just ...
Bert: All right, I'll do it myself! Mary Poppins: Do what? Bert: Bit o' magic! Michael: A bit of magic? Bert: It's easy! Let's see... You think. [he, Jane, and Michael do so] Bert: You wink. [they do so] Bert: You do a double blink. [they do so] Bert...
[Lester and Carolyn are driving to the basketball game to watch Jane's dance team gig] Lester Burnham: Well what makes you so sure she wants us to be there? Did she ask us to come? Carolyn Burnham: Of course not. She doesn't want us to know how impor...
The earth is large and old enough to teach us modesty.
My disadvantages will tire him as they would any reasonable man of small expectations." - Jane Adams
There's a certain elitism that has crept into the attitudes of some in journalism, and it played out perfectly over the issue of these little American flag lapel pins.
When you are facing the wilderness on your own, you have a totally different attitude to someone who works in government or who has a monthly cheque.
I had used eclectic therapy and behavior therapy on myself at the age of 19 to get over my fear of public speaking and of approaching young women in public.
I live and work alone and travel light, relying largely on my memory and making a point of letting intuition guide my way.
Amazingly when you add life and consciousness to the equation you can actually explain some of the biggest puzzles of science.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading. It vexes me to choose another guide.
I am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.
Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre; remorse is the poison of life.
[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.
The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.
There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.
Childish and slender creature! It seemed as if a linnet had hopped to my foot and proposed to bear me on its tiny wing.
