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...another, and meaningful only as they are singled out and consequently allocated significance; that it isn't just S. Schwartz, or S. Schwartz-as-opposed-to-David's girlfriend, it's S. Schwartz and the man who came to fix the sink last month and an empty Kleenex box and the number of steps from his apartment to the 8th Avenue Subway. A movie-any form, any method of singling out and preserving pieces of life short of, say, the encyclopedic chapters of Ulysses, or Rabelais' catalogues-can only destroy by choosing and pinning down. We murder to dissect...
...rising. Then, ten minutes later, comes the second wave, the other 95% of the audience. This is more like it. Wet-eyed men looking neither right nor left. Girls carrying men's handkerchiefs, eye makeup gone, gazing at sidewalks. All victims of Erich Segal's Love Story, the five-Kleenex weeper, the marzipan heartbreaker. It has actually taken them ten minutes just to compose themselves enough to face the real world again...
ABOUT the only thing that the dozen participants in Personal Growth Lab had in common was their need for the giant-size box of Kleenex conveniently placed on a round table littered with coffee cups and cigarette butts. Nearly everyone was in tears at least once during the emotion-charged weekend encounter in the basement activities room of the Methodist Church of the Redeemer in Cleveland Heights, Ohio, and two of the women wept almost continuously. Otherwise, we represented a diverse group: a married couple, an internal revenue employee, a few housewives, a physical-ed instructor, a secretary, a lawyer...
...Erich Segal has written-nothing like it. Instead, he offers The Games, a limping fiction about that quadrennial glory trip, the Olympics. Segal, a fast man around the popular fiction track, is better known as author of the four-handkerchief bestseller, Love Story. In Games, audiences need only bring Kleenex. This time around, Segal has adapted Hugh Atkinson's novel of hate and added a naive undertone of "There-I-said-it-and-I'm-glad...
...Dogs don't spit, drop cigarette butts, discard used gum, beer cans, candy and food wrappers, dirty Kleenex; they don't even use subways, where the stench is often not to be believed. As a Manhattan dog owner, I spend a good deal of each day looking at this city's streets and gutters. Most of the debris and filth is left behind by humans, not dogs...