is something about holding a book - the smell and the world of association. Even when e-books are perfected, as they surely will be, it will be like being in bed with a very well-made robot rather than a warm, soft, human being whom you love.
Anne Fadiman
For me, I'm not a jealous person. That's just not my thing. You have to have trust in your relationship.
Fergie
I was getting offers. I had just turned them down. Then I realized I should be grateful that at age 54, people were still offering me film roles.
Candice Bergen
Not only can consumers handle their personal genetic information, but they are getting genomically oriented and anchored about such data.
Eric Topol
My normal life is like being on holiday.
Valentino Rossi
I've basically thought of myself as a writer, whether I was or not.
Bob Schieffer
There was a darkness, a melancholy, that people had trouble accepting. Maybe now, it would work better.
Alain Resnais
You see, I was never stage-struck the way most girls were.
Beatrice Wood
You cannot be politically correct in a war.
Rupert Everett
The curse of the romantic is a greed for dreams, an intensity of expectation that, in the end, diminishes the reality.
Marya Mannes
Anne Fadiman
For me, I'm not a jealous person. That's just not my thing. You have to have trust in your relationship.
Fergie
I was getting offers. I had just turned them down. Then I realized I should be grateful that at age 54, people were still offering me film roles.
Candice Bergen
Not only can consumers handle their personal genetic information, but they are getting genomically oriented and anchored about such data.
Eric Topol
My normal life is like being on holiday.
Valentino Rossi
I've basically thought of myself as a writer, whether I was or not.
Bob Schieffer
There was a darkness, a melancholy, that people had trouble accepting. Maybe now, it would work better.
Alain Resnais
You see, I was never stage-struck the way most girls were.
Beatrice Wood
You cannot be politically correct in a war.
Rupert Everett
The curse of the romantic is a greed for dreams, an intensity of expectation that, in the end, diminishes the reality.
Marya Mannes