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...child’s dislike of school (“The teacher gives me a nasty look, and she doesn’t look too good to start with. I don’t want to go to school.”). “When Rüya is Sad” offered a novelist-father’s more self-reflective perspective. “Does she have a stomachache? Or maybe she is discovering the taste of her melancholy. Let her be, let her be sad, let her lose herself in solitude and her own smell...
...about sex in the stacks..it CAN b pulled off, u just have to b smart nd kno wat level to do it on ;) There r sensors that cause the lights to turn on automatically, but there r an equal number of shady corners 4 all types of activities ya digg??” 6. FM: I think I dig. You seem pretty knowledgeable about these things—do you have any advice for how an uncoordinated girl can pee on John Harvard? 2011: “Hmm...maybe sort of squat over one of the thighs or something...
...first time, Irish that they are, that my aunt let a tear fall, trusting that his coma would make him unaware of it. Well, open come the eyes, and he sees. He catches her--she can't get away with it. And his last words were "What're ya crying about? You're gonna die too." Chris McCandless lived too short, that's true, but he, in my view, put an entire life from birth to the wisdom of age into those years...
...style sells every zinger to audiences who would have bought his line anyway. He's also an ad-lib adept. When one clutch of Catholic protesters recites the Our Father and Hail, Mary aloud during a rally, Moore asks them, "You're not gonna do the whole rosary, are ya?" and then the more pertinent, "What did Jesus bomb?" The movie leaves little doubt that if Kerry had been half the campaigner Moore is, he'd be in the White House, not the political outhouse, today...
...intensity of the extras' performance that starts the trouble. Minghella calls "action" and the villagers begin singing Joko Ya Hao e Bobebe. The first verse translates as: "Your yoke is light to carry. It soothes my heart. Faith is my shield that will protect me from death. I find happiness in Your way, my Lord. All my enemies have run away. You have defended me." The harmony is searing, deep and silencing. And like a Pavlovian experiment, it has a spectacular and irresistible ability to crumple stern brows and send tears tumbling down cheeks. Around the set, stubbly grips...