Tag: sculpture

I haven’t seen you for a couple of weeks.
Sometimes at night he’d heard her singing.
She knew she would never be safe here again.
It doesn’t make that much difference to me.
Will you be gone very long?
When she wasn’t there, he was filled with a sense of loss.
She finished the beer in one long gulp.
I’m feeling really strange.
He lowered his head again and pressed on.
Are you threatening me?
You think she’s a good person?
Don’t worry, old man, we’ll find a way.
The past must not mortgage the future.
She has. No. Plan.
I think we should look on the bright side. Until we know for sure.
Bet you’ve never seen it done like that before!
He can’t back off, he can’t hesitate.
Of course, he thought: a photo op, always the main purpose of any ministerial visit.
Know thine enemy, all the best authorities advised.
He wished to give the impression that he was dotty, but not too dotty. A loony but not a maniac.
From the height, there’s nowhere to go but down.
What are you all talking about?
Just hang on a little longer.
Never mind. You can say you’re with me if you want.
He’s so different from anyone else here.
His voice was like a whip cracking.
I spent the afternoon musing on Life.
He didn’t want to talk.
There must be something we can do.
I never expected anything like this!
Sunlight filtered through the trees on her.
Things were beginning to happen.