“Why must they do this to us?” he asked aloud, though whether it was a question for the barkeep or for himself even he did not know.
From the burned-out ashes of truth, civility, and an informed democratic student body emerged the Other Press.
We allow ourselves not to be pushed forever onwards, but to be carried. And I think that it is despicable.
“I honestly have never heard the term ‘cold-feet’ used in any other context than literally just having not warm feet. Until now, of course.”
I find these to be particularly useful for a series that I have already finished, as I get to enjoy the story and remember all the good—or dangerous, or frightening, or downright deadly—times along the way.
“They really loved beach volleyball,” Pressacco said, “and they wanted to open a place basically where we could go play beach volleyball in the winter.”