I don't know I thought we had a good guy living next door, he had everyone fooled.

He didn't sound as frantic like I thought he should. He said oh no like he knew something was going to happen other than the fire like he knew he was going in trouble.

He's got his own special little room up there so what's he going to think of his daddy.

I asked the fire chief if he would please notify the Fire Marshal at that time because I just thought that's what Mark and Sherry would want done.

I believe that in the history of art and of thought there has always been at every living moment of culture a 'will to renewal'. This is not the prerogative of the last decade only. All history is nothing but a succession of 'crises', of rupture, re

It's like living in a nightmare, I never thought that could ever happen to me of course.