As soon as you
As soon as you just walk through the curtains and the crowd’s there, everything’s good after that. Gail Kim
Curtains
People behind the Iron
People behind the Iron curtain have such an incredible image of America and jazz. I expected to find a Gerry Mulligan or Miles Davis on every corner…I almost expected a Shorty Rogers to deliver the milk, a Bud Shank to be the mailman. Gabor Szabo
He turns and walks
He turns and walks away, moving so quickly that the candle flames shiver with the motion of the air. “I miss you,” Isobel says as he leaves, but the sentiment is crushed by the clatter of the beaded curtain falling closed behind him. Erin Morgenstern
They are enthusiasts, devotees.
They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic. Like stepping into a fairy tale … Read more
Like stepping into a
Like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars. Erin Morgenstern
Bombardment, barrage, curtain-fire, mines,
Bombardment, barrage, curtain-fire, mines, gas, tanks, machine-guns, hand-grenades – words, words, but they hold the horror of the world. Erich Maria Remarque
Lift the curtain and
Lift the curtain and ‘the State’ reveals itself as a little group of fallible men in Whitehall, making guesses about the future, influenced by political prejudices and partisan prejudices, and working on projections drawn from the past by a staff of economists. Enoch Powell
Weigh down your curtains
Weigh down your curtains with a proper 5-inch hem. It makes them much more proportioned and professional-looking. Emily Henderson
Despite being extremely professional,
Despite being extremely professional, Michael Caine has a giggle which was lethal for me because once you catch his eyes, once you realize the other person is a giggler too, it’s curtains. Emily Mortimer
The curtain of the
The curtain of the universe is moth-eaten, and through its holes we see nothing now but mask and ghost. Emile M. Cioran