I think I may be a better person for having given serious time and thought and effort to gardening.
The English language is full of words that are just waiting to be misspelled, and the world is full of sticklers, ready to pounce.
Something there is in cyberspace that doesn't love an apostrophe.
One of the things I like about my job is that it draws on the entire person: not just your knowledge of grammar and punctuation and usage and foreign languages and literature but also your experience of travel, gardening, shipping, singing, plumbing, Catholicism, midwesternism, mozzarella, the A train, New Jersey. And in turn it feeds you more experience.
Punctuation is a deeply conservative club. It hardly ever admits a new member.
The comma, if it's left out, sometimes can be a problem. There's a slogan on a T-shirt going around that "Let's Eat, Grandma," and "Let's Eat Grandma. "
The dictionary is a wonderful thing, but you can't let it push you around.
The lesson of Good Friday is to never lose hope — or at least give it 48 hours.
The Bible says that the the Lord thy God is a jealous God. But if you are omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent, eternal, and the creator of all that exists, of whom could you possibly be jealous?
I didn't have any agent; I've never had an agent.
I found that I loved producing that kind of propaganda and I loved the power that a few students with a Macintosh computer could wield. I was hooked on communications at that point.