When you begin to read a poem you are entering a foreign country whose laws and language and life are a kind of translation of your own; but to accept it because its stews taste exactly like your old mother's hash, or to reject it because the owl-headed goddess of wisdom in its temple is fatter than the Statue of Liberty, is an equal mark of that want of imagination, that inaccessibility to experience, of which each of us who dies a natural death will die.
Twitter is a much more dangerous cauldron of groupthink than happy hours or dinners. On Twitter the reward comes from agreeing or loudly disagreeing with the joke, or the "smart take. " In person you hash things out.
Maybe we should take a clue from FTP and put in an option like 'print hash marks on every 1024 iterations'.
Austere perseverance, hash and continuous. . . rarely fails of its purpose, for its silent power grows irresistible greater with time.
Hash, x. There is no definition for this word - nobody knows what hash is. Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable. Dictionary, n. A malevolent literary device for cramping the growth of a language and making it hard and inelastic. This dictionary, however, is a most useful work.
I think the museum should be an arena in which ideals can hash it out, fight it out, tooth and nail, for attention.
We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.
Hash browns are my favorite breakfast food.
You know, it's hard to beat bacon at anytime of day. But I also am a big fan of corned beef hash.
A waft of sweet hash drifted by, and I wanted to float after it like Wimpy levitating at the scent of a hamburger.
When I first tried out some hash, smoked some then. And I'll do it again, if only I had some cash.
He’sh mad?’ ‘Sort of mad. But mad with lots of money. ’ ‘Ah, then he can’t be mad. I’ve been around; if a man hash lotsh of money he’sh just ecshentric.
The beauty of the literary art, the grappling with the black church, the wrestling with one's identity in the bosom of a complicated black community that was both bulwark to the larger white society as well as a threshing ground, so to speak, to hash out the differences that black people have among ourselves.
Isabelle glanced back at them. "They're staring at you. Maybe their master died and they're looking for another vampire to own them. You could have pets. " She grinned. "Or," Simon said ,"maybe they're here for the hash browns.
I am not a piece of hash. I'm in charge of Factory Records. I think.
