“The anarchist is dressed all in black. In the dark you can only see his eyes. It dates from the 1930's. Porky Pig is a little boy. The children told me that he has a nephew now, Cicero. Do you remember, during the war, when Porky worked in a defense plant? He and Bugs Bunny. That was a good one too.” ChildrenLittlesWarEyeRememberBlackDarkBoysPlantDefenseHis EyesPigsBugsAnarchistLittle Boys1930sBunniesNephew Book:The Crying of Lot 49 Source: The Crying of Lot 49
“Between his eyes, there were four lines, the marks of such misery as children should never feel. He spoke with that wonderful whisky voice that so many Spanish children have, and he was a tough and entire little boy.” FeelsShouldChildrenLittlesEyeVoiceLinesBoysFourWonderfulToughMarkMiseryHis EyesSpokesWhiskeyLittle BoysWhiskyScotch Whiskey Author:Martha Gellhorn
“He was a very young boy; quite a little child. His hair still hung in curls about his face, and his eyes were very bright; but their light was of Heaven, not earth.” ChildrenLittlesStillsCharacterLightEyeEarthFacesYoungHeavenInterestingBoysHairHis EyesHungCurlsInteresting Characters Book:The Old Curiosity Shop Source: The Old Curiosity Shop
“The writer is a definite human phenomenon. He is almost a type - as pugilists are a type. He may be a bad writer - an insipid one or a clumsy one - but there is a bug in him that keeps spinning yarns; and that bulges his brow a bit, narrows his jaws, weakens his eyes and gives him girl children instead of boys. Nobody but a writer can write. People who hang around writers for years - as producers did - who are much smarter and have much better taste, never learn to write.” PeopleGivingWritingYearsHumansMayChildrenEyeGirlBitsBoysTypeTasteProducersHis EyesPhenomenonSmarterDefiniteBugsSpinningBrowsClumsyInsipidYarnGirl Child Author:Ben Hecht
“Emmett Till and I were about the same age. A week after he was murdered... I stood on a corner with a gang of boys, looking at pictures of him in the black newspapers and magazines. In one, he was laughing and happy. In the other, his head was swollen and bashed in, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, and his mouth twisted and broken... I couldn't get Emmett Till out of my mind, until one evening I thought of a way to get back at white people for his death.” PeopleWayMindEyeAgeBlackWhiteBoysLaughingWeekBrokenMouthsCornersNewspapersMagazinesEveningHis EyesGet BackGangTwistedOf My MindSwollenEmmett Till Author:Muhammad Ali