A revolution only lasts fifteen years, a period which coincides with the effectiveness of a generation.
You are the love of my life, and I'm so glad you found me.
I stare at him. I feel my heartbeat everywhere, even in my toes. I feel like doing something bold, but I could just as easily walk away. I am not sure which option is smarter, or better. I am not sure that I care.
But when Warren has spoken on national security, she has invariably spouted warmed-over, banal Democratic hawk tripe of the kind that she just recited about Israel and Gaza. During her Senate campaign, for instance, she issued wildly militaristic – and in some cases clearly false – statements about Iran and its nuclear program that would have been comfortable on the pages of The Weekly Standard.
It is among the less privileged groups relatively new to leisure and consumption that the zest for possessions retains something of its pristine energy.
The impact of all these restrictions is on poor women, because women who have means, if their state doesn't provide access, another state does. . . . It makes no sense as a national policy to promote birth only among poor people.