In the end, I sold my soul." he had said, and Abby had replied "That wasn’t the end.
Lying flat against the tile of the kitchen floor listening to someone else have sex is essentially my early twenties in a nutshell.
In this world, it's not enough to have a fine education. You need a piece of paper to prove you got it.
Everything in life had a purpose, and unless it achieved that purpose, it was just taking up space on the planet and wasting everybody's time.
Teaching is a calling too. And I've always thought that teachers in their way are holy - angels leading their flocks out of the darkness.
It's weird, marriage. It's like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their 'other half.
Because we were a poor area, the school had a small budget and was unable to teach the second half of the alphabet.
Right now, too many women who reach retirement age find themselves widowed or single, relying on their Social Security check for over half of their income.
I've never been more in love with anyone nearly half my age than I am today. I'd get married in a minute if I weren't still married to somebody else.
At the age of nineteen and a half, I went to the Land of Israel to till its soil and live by the labour of my hands. As I did not find work, I sought my livelihood elsewhere.
Liberal that I am, I support health-care reform on its merits alone. My liberal blood boils, for example, when I read that half of the personal bankruptcies in this country are brought on, in part, by medical expenses.
People say Altamont was the 'end of the '60s.' It was unfortunate, but at the time we didn't think of it as signaling anything. The fact that nobody got killed at Woodstock is amazing because that was half a million people. We only had 300,000 at Alt...
If you get half a million, at a certain stage you probably will get 4 million people, if they are able to hear it. The touring thing is unbelievable. It really is amazing from what we did the last tour even to what we are doing now.
I just had that conversation this morning with my doctor. I just got back from the hospital a half-hour ago, and nothing will make me happier than to replicate the DNA of my amazing husband. I'm optimistic.
Many of the received models of modern architecture and planning owe their ultimate origin to the building code and public health reform movements of the second half of the 19th century.
I would love to have my own show, and whatever movies come up, that would be fun to do too. But I love TV, and I love the art of the half-hour sitcom.
I was in jail four and a half years. When I came out, I continued the same struggle against injustice, but instead of using weapons, I began to use art and cinema.
That was wonderful,” Natasha lied. “Not half; you are brilliant. Can I fuck you up the arse later?
My brother was a great swimmer. He was as fast as a shark. Well, almost. It beat him by a half a leg's length, right below the knee.
Half of what I write is garbage, but if I don’t get it down on paper it decomposes in my head. This work is composed entirely of compost.
We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.
