Well, that was in 1995 when I resigned from my last academic job.
When I go home, the last thing I want to do is read about the popular lore of vampires.
You all have a gift. It’s free. It’s the gift of song.
The last book I read was the book I’ve been rereading most of my life, The Fountainhead.
Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
I saved a girl from being attacked last night. I controlled myself.