We are so used to working that not working is the new hard work.
My mother used to play nothing but Billie Holiday.
Periods are a period when nature forces prostitutes to go on leave.
Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other...
NOEL: You can get excited about the future. The past won’t mind.