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Dreaming in public is an important part of our job description, as science writers, but there are bad dreams as well as good dreams. We're dreamers, you see, but we're also realists, of a sort. ↗

— William Gibson

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Similar to the telescope or the telephone, television enables us to see or hear things we never dreamed of. When you look at the details, a concrete scene between people is really something incredibly unlikely, something subtle that requires extended description. ↗

— Alexander Kluge

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I'd like to find someone to procreate with - as sexy as that sounds. If you're out and about and fit the description, come up and say hi. I won't bite. Well, maybe a little, if you're lucky. ↗

— Chloe Sevigny

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I open with a clock striking, to beget an awful attention in the audience - it also marks the time, which is four o clock in the morning, and saves a description of the rising sun, and a great deal about gilding the eastern hemisphere. ↗

— Richard Brinsley Sheridan

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I started formal piano training when I was 4. From there I had little violas, and I had dancing lessons of every sort and description, and painting lessons. I had German. And shorthand. ↗

— Twyla Tharp

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I think Morse's thing about being a poor policeman but a good detective is a very good description of him. ↗

— John Thaw

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The moon hung over the planet Earth, a dead thing over a dying thing. ↗

— John Fowles

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My piece in One World or None was the description of the effect of a single atomic bomb on New York City. ↗

— Philip Morrison

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Pale hair fell in waves to his shoulders, framing a face mortal females considered a sensual feast. They didn't know the man was actually a devil in angel's skin. They should have, though. He practically glowed with irreverence, and there was an unholy gleam in his green eyes that proclaimed he would laugh in your face while cutting out your heat. Or laugh in your face while you cut out his heart. ↗

— Gena Showalter

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The day was gray, the color of Europe. ↗

— Markus Zusak

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