Word: understood
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...only more disturbing, and more realistic. Babe's obsession with suicide makes her seem only marginally sane, yet the profound truths she uncovers in her wildest fits reveal her as the play's wisest character, a trait that Taylor might have glossed over had she not so thoroughly understood her character...
...same way that all her characters choose to retreat from society to hide their lurid pasts, Barker opts for layer upon layer of density. Perhaps some things are not meant to be understood. Like Luke's bizarre join-the-dots form of pornography, the strength lies in what is actually missing--to be wide open is to be exposed, to be "wide open as a can of worms." Revelation, for the reader as much as the characters, is best in limited quantities...
...only be appreciated ifcarefully heard three or four times. In sharpcontrast, on the very next track, "Build itUp--Tear at Down," cyber distortion combines witha relatively slower beat tempo and a conspicuously'80s hair-rock vocal refrain. The overall effectof these seemingly unrelated and clashing soundsamples can only be understood in the context ofFatboy Slim's mixing style and amazing abilities.In lesser hands, such combinations would soundawful, but it appears that Norman Cook can makeanything sound good...
...starting gate," says Roy Tennant, digital library project manager for the University of California-Berkeley. "There's so much to be understood. It's just that all of a sudden, digital libraries have become a very sexy topic...
...picture of Oprah, scarred from lashings, slaps me upside the head in "Oprah's Summer Dream." I throw it to the floor. I cannot go there. Not with this woman--not my beloved Oprah. I must. I force myself to look at Oprah's scars. I thought I understood. In Roots, I cried with Kizzy and adored Chicken George. But this is different. This is someone I really know. My soul knows her well. I run my hand across her back. Although the page is smooth, my fingertips tell a different story. A story I cannot bear. I touch...