May 17–18: In her New York apartment, Marilyn practices singing Happy Birthday for the president.
Jon smiled at him. I'm sorry about your wrist. Robb used the same move on me once, only with a wooden blade. It hurt like seven hells, but yours must be worse. Look, if you want, I can show you how to...
A lot of people in our industry haven't had very diverse experiences. So they don't have enough dots to connect, and they end up with very linear solutions without a broad perspective on the problem....
Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.
Life is a most precious gift of the divine.
There's a way to do it better - find it.
I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build.
Even so have I given the womb of the earth to those that be sown in it in their times.
Mother is far too clever to understand anything she does not like.
So he was queer, E.M. Forster. It wasn't his middle name (that would be 'Morgan'), but it was his orientation, his romping pleasure, his half-secret, his romantic passion. In the long-suppressed novel...
See me for who I am, and then you'll see the real me.