Will Gregory
Will Gregory
William Owen "Will" Gregory17 September 1959) is an English musician and record producer. He is best known as the lead keyboardist, producer, and composer of the electronic music duo Goldfrapp...
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Certainly there's a lot less sand behind those breakwaters since Hurricane Katrina, ... But, having said that, it looks like it could have been a lot worse.
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By the beginning of December, flu vaccine will be available, though we may still experience mild shortages in scattered areas around the country.
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He apparently was overcome by the variety of toxic gases and the oxygen deprivation that likely occurred.
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Her attitude toward (Ngai) was of a very caring and patient surrogate mother dealing with a slightly retarded child.
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The truth isn't a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on.
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...but the tale itself is a trickster and doesn't hesitate to lie. It is anachronistic with a vengeance. It emerges always and everywhere, overt or disguised, pureblood or hybrid, and healthy as sin.
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What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing.
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Children are wickeder than adults, they have no sense of restraint.
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Maybe that's what growing up means, in the end - you go far enough in the direction of - somewhere - and you realise that you've neutered the capacity of the term home to mean anything. [...] We don't get an endless number of orbits away from the place where meaning first arises, that treasure-house of first experiences. What we learn, instead, is that our adventures secure us in our isolation. Experience revokes our licence to return to simpler times. Sooner or later, there's no place remotely like home.
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No wonder Wonderland isn't funny to read anymore: We live there full time. We need a break from it.
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Don't wish,"said Rain, "don't start. Wishing only...
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The sweet accident of coincidence is the best foundation on which to build.
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Light will blind us in time, but what we learn in the dark can see us through.
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But his face had that hollow look, as if there was something gone... you know that look. The inward focus. Distantly attentive to the home you're missing, or the someone you're missing. That look that a bird has when it turns it dry reptilian eye on you. That look that doesn't see you because the mind is filled up with someone it would rather see.