“I have lived many lives, and this one life Of Joe, long dead, who lives between five bells.”

Between the double and the single bell Of a ship’s hour, between a round of bells From the dark warship riding there below

Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not myTime, the flood that does not flow.

Each feminist work has tended to be received as if it emerged from nowhere; as if each one of us had lived, thought, and worked without any historical past or contextual present.

I was born and raised in Dallas, Texas and seasonally lived in New Orleans and Boston.

I think part of what makes movies special is that it is a relatively intimate environment and it’s pretty short-lived.

We have lived with violence far too long.

I wouldn’t trust the best fifteen minutes I ever lived to get me into heaven.

You can live with victory over the desires of your flesh. Habits, attitudes, desires, worries.

I knew I wasn’t going to die 20 miles from where I was born, no 20 miles from where I lived.

How they lived, what was their religion, their art, their mentality.