Gerade / Just Glas / Glass Gourmet Irgendwie / Somehow Mahlzeit / Meal Mir / Me Ohne / Without Scheint / Seems Tragisch / Tragic Wein / Wine
The world always seems brighter when you've just made something that wasn't there before.
Golf would be my ticket somewhere, I told myself. I just couldn't say where it would lead me.
I almost never go to the theatre without seeing someone I've taught or known at Juilliard.
It usually helps me write by reading - somehow the reading gear in your head turns the writing gear.
Why? Will no man ever do something without a why? Just like that? For the hell of it?
In '48 when I left Metro, I tried to go back to radio, but somehow just didn't do well at it.
Just take the ball and throw it where you want to. Throw strikes. Home plate don't move.
For a writer, life is always too short to write. I will just try my best during what remains of my life.
Well, I wouldn't say that I was in the great class, but I had a great time while I was trying to be great.