So begins a question which has of late become more and more urgent: what is the relation of aesthetics to politics?
So if I get these actors for 30% of their price by coming in so late with an offer when they know they are not getting another offer then I do it this way.
eat whatever you meet along the way. If you come late don't eat but wack yours with hers.
There is no question that there is an unseen world. The problem is, how far is it from midtown and how late is it open?
If you've worked in Australia, you can't get away with bad behaviour like showing up late. We take our work ethic very seriously.
My late mother was very clear to my sister and I that we were to be strong women; that we were to be effective; that we were to be heard.
I am the daughter of Nigerian immigrants. My mother is a survivor of both polio and of the Igbo genocide during her country's civil war in the late 1960s.
He is who he is, but it's not enough for me. I want more. I don't want him for just a night. I want him beside me every night.
We love the night and its quiet; and there is no night that we love so well as that on which the moon is coffined in clouds.
Her beauty was enough to get her into most any situation she desired and her tongue—sharp and venomous—was enough to get her out again.
Now that this destiny was about to happen, every instinct within him fought against it, realizing he had been fetishizing suicide.
They may have been rightly overbearing in her formative years, but they also loved Roselyn enough to trust she needed dreams more than realities.
Modesty was hardly a priority in her mind until now. Now she had been cast from Hell and again knew shame.
[T]hese friends were of the female persuasion, and while by and large they were bi and large, they still represented potential threats on [her] feminine radar.
Like any man, he had no real protection from an unsolicited kiss from a pretty woman, even one he had just murdered.
You would be amazed by how I can torture the English language. I am an abusive lover.
They had perfected their team nagging to a level where they no longer had to confer and felt they would be wasting their talents if they only admonished their own children.
She had picked up life where she had left off... and hoped that would be enough to get the universe to politely overlook her.
...one of the roles of man is to shut his eyes and keep them shut to see if he can continue into the night of his old age the dream curtailed in the night of his youth.
For the others, it was still just a tale, like all the tales we told, night by night, tales comical and strange, tales heroic and awe-inspiring, the tales that formed the fabric of our spirits.
Every night death came, slowly, painfully, and every morning Maddox awoke in bed, knowing he'd have to die again later. That was his greatest curse and his eternal punishment.
