Word: rereading
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...called them "my most prized possession." "At first I didn't think about the continuity, the grandfather part," Bush says, recalling that busy, glorious day. "The main thing I thought was that it was from my dad. He was saying that he was proud of me. But later I reread the letter and thought about it. It ended with, 'Now it's your turn...
...when he went off to war in 1943. At first I didn't think about the continuity, the grandfather part. A lot was going on. The main thing I thought was that it was from my dad. He was saying he was proud of me. But later I reread the letter and thought about it. It ended with, "Now it's your turn." It was a powerful moment...
...mortality, here's a quick exercise to determine whether such an experience would change you as a person: In the time it takes you to read this sentence (about seven seconds), you are that much closer to your own inevitable death. Really feel like flouting the Grim Reaper? Reread the sentence (hey, it's your funeral). You've squandered almost 15 precious seconds of your life, and there's absolutely nothing you can do to get that time back...
...most blatant example arises in the portrayal of Malvolio, Lady Olivia's Puritanical steward, by Paul Monteleoni '01. Though it is unclear at what point we may draw the line separating directoral control and actor-based development, it seems that someone involved in the character's evolution should have reread the text. Resembling nothing so much as a demented Muppet, Monteleoni plays for the empty slapstick of a man in tails running about the stage. This leaves him with nowhere to take the character as more interesting sub-plots arise, most notably as he discovers what he believes...
...defined societal apocalypse nears. The ferociously talented Gibson (Neuromancer) delivers his signature melange of techno-pop splendor and postindustrial squalor, but this time his teasing, multicharacter narrative leads only to an irritating head scratcher of a conclusion. Genre freaks: this appears to complete the trilogy. Connoisseurs: just reread Neal Stephenson...