Professors of literature collect books the way a ship collects barnacles, without seeming effort.
Next time I'll pat you on the freaking back for stating the obvious.
. . . You'd think the little part about them supposedly killing us would be the attention getter.
I love the sound of it," Trina whispers, as if speaking too loudly might interrupt the drumming patter of the rain outside. "It makes me want to sleep. Snuggle my head right up in your armpit and snore for three days. " "My armpit?" Mark repeats. "Good thing we all showered up in the storm this morning. My pits smell like roses. Go ahead and get comfy.
Ah, my Knight in Shining Armor. What, you don't think I can fend for myself?
We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull,' Minho responded.
Thomas had a depressing - and scary - thought. 'Am I. . . replacing someone? Did somebody get killed?' Minho shook his head. 'No, we're just training you - someone'll want a break. Don't worry, it's been a while since a Runner was killed. ' For some reason that last statement worried Thomas, though he hoped it didn't show on his face.
Holly is the fourth-prettiest girl in the class, but the top 3 all have boyfriends. So a lot of guys like me are doing everything they can to get in good with her.
People are telling me they're bored with all the attacks on Trump, meaning they were not effective. They weren't working. They weren't dispiriting people. They weren't, because Trump's fighting back. The Republicans never did, and the activists and the protesters are so over the top on everything, they're actually boring people, and they're converting people into Trump supporters.
It's never like we're up there being miserable at work, that's not something that happens for us. We love our work. So, when the performer loves what they're doing, it's easy for us to love what we're doing.
Equilibrium is enjoyably classy trash.