I'm not sure I would label it a 'survivor,'" said Iko, her sensor darkening with disgust. "It looks more like a rotting pumpkin.
Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story
Poetry is at least an elegance and at most a revelation.
Is encouragement what the poet needs? Open question. Maybe he needs discouragement. In fact, quite a few of them need more discouragement, the most discouragement possible.
I think it was lucky that during most of the work on the Odyssey I lived on Homer's sea in houses that were, in one case, shaken by the impact of the Mediterranean winter storms on the rocks below.
Yes, and there were changes of light on landscapes and changes of direction of the wind and the force of the wind and weather. That whole scene is too important in Homer to neglect.
Electronic brains may help us to use our heads but will not excuse us from that duty, and as to our hearts-cardiograms cannot diagnose what may be most ill about them, or confirm what may be best. The faithful woman and the versatile brave man, the wakeful intelligence open to inspiration or grace-these are still exemplary for our kind, as they always were and always will be.
Falsehood is a critical element in fiction. Part of the thrill of being told a story is the chance of being hoodwinked. . . The telling of lies is a sort of sleight of hand that displays our deepest feelings about life.
Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence. "
It really is quite remarkable that Darfur has become a household name. I am gratified that's the case.
The word 'career' and 'actor' really don't fit in the same paragraph, let alone sentence. There is no career structure for actors.