Word: nearly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...judging by the four songs included on Way Back to Paradise, has a straight shot at becoming the next Stephen Sondheim. His expressive range is wide enough to encompass The Allure of Silence, a gentle vignette of unspoken love on a winter evening, and Come to Jesus, a harrowing, near operatic dialogue between a woman about to have an abortion and the devastated lover who has deserted her ("You feel it too, dying, and I can't look anymore...
...never would participate in the movie in any way, except to shoot my mouth off. I think moviemakers ought to do the work they do and I should do the work I do." It took three viewings to provide Morrison with the distance she needed to get near it. "And I found myself mesmerized by looking at the story, not thinking it, but looking...
With Felicity found, Felicity was launched. Officially, Abrams and Reeves divide the labor, with Abrams overseeing the writing and Reeves supervising the editing, the directing of the individual episodes and other aspects of the production. But their collaboration is near total. They are the kind of partners who finish each other's sentences, and they make joint decisions on everything from the Felicity website to the type of glass that should go in a window. It's plenty of work. "The difference with film," says Abrams, "is that as a writer you're a cog in a giant machine...
...investment playing field. More than a decade ago, when I set up my hedge fund, my principal worry was whether I could get public information in time to process it at the speed of the big boys who controlled billions of dollars. I even positioned my fund near my old employer, Goldman Sachs, so I could quickly get to its research library. I paid the $1,500 a month necessary to get the latest financial feeds. I had to negotiate hard with brokers for lower commissions...
...last day together, she is asked to sit for a photograph at the shore near Point Lobos. She hops from rock to rock, settles and stares out. What does she see? What does anybody see who gazes longingly, devotedly on that great wet wilderness? Melville said that people find their souls in the ocean. That may have been his way of paying tribute to our microbial past. Out there does some poor fish imagine its evolutionary future? If people work to preserve the sea, will we also save our souls...