Objection!" Metz shouts. Grounds?" the judge asks. Well. . . he's my witness!
If the Labour party goes back to reasserting its socialist and democratic beliefs, that's where I belong.
There are hazards in everything one does, but there are greater hazards in doing nothing.
society, while willing to make room for women, is not willing to make changes for them.
The saddest illusion of the revolutionary is that revolution itself will transform the nature of human beings.
No test tube can breed love and affection. No frozen packet of semen ever read a story to a sleepy child.
We have to say now we think the character of the party has changed so far it will take something very exceptional, something really out of the ordinary line to make us be convinced there's a chance of winning back the party.
When we play, we must realize, before anything else, that we are out to make money.
But we didn't, not in the moonlight, or by the phosphorescent lanterns of lightning bugs in your back yard, not beneath the constellations we couldn't see, let alone decipher, or in the dark glow that replaced the real darkness of night, a darkness already stolen from us, not with the skyline rising behind us while a city gradually decayed, not in the heat of summer while a Cold War raged, despite the freedom of youth and the license of first love-because of fate, karma, luck, what does it matter?-we made not doing it a wonder, and yet we didn't, we didn't, we never did.
Being with my family and loved ones makes me feel vulnerable. Speaking my truth and then being that in action. Leaving my comfort zone but knowing that risk is going to create something beautiful. I believe I have come to good terms with my vulnerability. I welcome it now, where I didn't in the past.
(The baby sneezed. Wulf jumped as fire shot out of its nostrils and almost singed his leg. ) Excuse me. I almost made Dark-Hunter barbecue, which would be really sad ‘cause I ain’t got no barbecue sauce with me. (Simi)