All equestrians, if they last long enough, learn that riding in whatever form is a lifelong sport and art, an endeavor that is both familiar and new every time you take the horse out of his stall or pasture.
An interesting thing happened in 1989, right as I was graduating: the stock market crashed and really changed the landscape of the art world in New York. It made the kind of work I was doing interesting to galleries that wouldn't have normally been i...
On the 11th anniversary of 9/11, it is some consolation that the man most responsible for that terrible morning will not be smiling smugly to himself as satellite TV brings to the leafy boulevards of Abbottabad the somber images of New Yorkers commem...
I’ve got a piece of the American Dream. I don’t have a house, but I do have a new chandelier. Now I just have to build a house around it.
I blinked at him just casually talking about my new sex life with his genie-shiny head, and I knew at any second I would break into hysterics.
...every "Good Bye" said by a true friend, shall always be followed by "Hello" and every happy end shall always be a beginning of something New and Wonderful!
Perhaps, she had dreamed, she would teach some future King, shaping his child mind for a new and better world.
Every now and then a man's mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.
A crowd of drunken lovers. Newspaper hats, new couples falling from couches and love- seats—the pleasure remembered, never the regret.
To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius. And easier. Because it's true. It's a new world every heart beat.
I’m glad she’s so smitten with her new huntsman boyfriend and all, but venison-wurst? Gag me with a harpsichord.
Until recently, 'the news' has meant to different things - events that are newsworthy, and events covered by the press.
There is always a brave new world. But only, you know, for very special people. The lucky ones. The ones who carry the making of that world within themselves.
I apply for a new job twice a week, every week. I am applying for the position of millionaire but so far my numbers haven't come up.
He showed videotape of himself committing acts of self-violence and informing news crews that he had been assaulted by a marauding mob of irate art historians.
A little bit of one story joins onto an idea from another, and hey presto, . . . not old tales but new ones. Nothing comes from nothing.
She stretched beneath him, bare and aching, held captive by an entirely new form of magic, one she'd thought existed only in books and movies.
As we know from the study of history, no new system can impose itself upon a previous one without incorporating many of the elements to be found in the latter...
I shouldn't think even millionaires could eat anything nicer than new bread and real butter and honey for tea.
I have nothing to make me feel good, except for you. The last thing I want to do is turn you into my new drug of choice.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
