“I had gone to a talent show, I was interested in American hip-hop music, with my older brother, to another town and my town was attacked. I went from having an entire family to the next minute not having anything. It was very painful.” ShowsNextGoneMinutesTalentBrotherTownsHip HopPainfulHipsHopsOlder BrotherTalent ShowHip Hop Music Author:Ishmael
“The streets of L.A. undulate over short hills as though a finger is poking the landscape from underneath ... laid over this crosshatch are streets meandering on the diagonal creating a multitude of ways to get from one place to another by traveling along the hypotenuse. These are the avenues of the tryst which enable Acting Student A to travel the eighteen miles across town to Acting Student B's garage apartment in nine minutes flat after a hot-blooded phone call at midnight.” WayActingStreetsMinutesStudentsCreatingTownsHotFingersPhonesMilesNineHillsLandscapeFlatsLos AngelesApartmentMultitudesMidnightAvenuesEighteenPhone CallsGarageDiagonal Author:Steve Martin
“Adolescents are like cockroaches: They come out the minute you leave town, crawl the walls, feed indiscriminately, reproduce alarmingly unless drugged, and will certainly outlast you.” MinutesWallTownsAdolescenceCockroaches Author:Gail Sheehy
“When I got drafted I was sitting at home with my Mom watching the draft live on the internet when my name popped up on the screen. We both jumped up in joy and I immediately called my Dad who was out of town for work. Everyone was thrilled and then about 10 minutes late Matt Anderson (the Marlins scout who drafted me) called to give me the news as well and to start negotiating a contract.” GivingWellsHomeJoyNamesMinutesMomInternetDadLateNewsSittingGive MeTownsMy DadMy MomScreensContractsNegotiating Author:Graham Taylor
“People go to the big urban centres because they have a quality of life, a quality of intellectual inquiry in the big urban centres that you don't necessarily have in smaller, rural communities. I've got loads of friends and relatives that live there. People like living there, bringing up their kids there and all that stuff, but it'd be the death of me. I couldn't be in a small town, ten minutes I'd enjoy it, and then I'd get fed up because you're so constrained and constricted by it.” PeopleBigsKidsStuffEnjoyCommunityQualityMinutesTenIntellectualTownsFedsLoadUrbanCentreInquirySmall TownQuality Of LifeFed UpRural Communities Author:Irvine Welsh
“The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.” YearsBigsGrowsHoursFeetMinutesCenturyWindHugeFineColdMachinesTownsRoundsShoesSizeBonesFleshTinyWeatherDustClockShakesGrainBlanketMonstrousWrinklesPollenTurnipsCold Wind Author:Ray Bradbury
“While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.” IfsWorldLoveKindPersonsLongI CanDreamTogetherDesireNightWaitingImaginationAnswersMorningDoorsMinutesMissingTenTownsTrainSentencesCoffeePlanesCall MeAll NightTaxi Author:Jeanette Winterson
“You have five minutes to call someone, anyone, I don't care who, and order me the finest blend of coffee that rat hole town has, and a dozen beers. If it's not sitting on this table..." a slender finger pointed furiously at the table in question,"... in one hour, you die" - Faith telling Jacob” IfsCareOrderDiesHoursFiveMinutesSittingTownsTablesFingersDon't CareCoffeeHolesBeerI Don't CareDozenFinestRatsFive MinutesJacobOne HourSlender Author:Lora Leigh
“Between now and when we graduate next year there are at least ten weeks' holiday and five random public holidays. There's email and if you manage to get down to the town, there's text messaging and mobile phone calls. If not, the five minutes you get to speak to me on your communal phone is better than nothing. There are the chess nerds who want to invite you to our school for the chess comp next March and there's this town in the middle, planned by Walter Burley Griffin, where we can meet up and protest against our government's refusal to sign the Kyoto treaty." -Jonah Griggs” IfsWantYearsGovernmentSchoolNextSpeakFiveWeekMiddleMinutesTenTownsPhonesChessManageHolidayProtestMarchInvitesGraduatesEmailNerdFive MinutesMobileNext YearRefusalTreatiesPhone CallsJonahMobile PhonesKyotoText MessagingJonah Griggs Author:Melina Marchetta
“The whole town’s talking about the way Jax Stone sat in your hospital room and snag to you until you came out of your coma. Then he apparently wouldn’t leave you alone for a minute. The boy sounds hooked.” WayWholeSoundRoomsTalkingBoysMinutesStonesTownsSatHospitalsHookedComa Author:Abbi Glines
“The decision to rely heavily on high-altitude air power, target urban infrastructure and repeatedly attack heavily populated towns and villages has reflected a deliberate trade-off of the lives of American pilots and soldiers, not with those of their declared Taliban enemies, but with Afghan civilians... There will be no official two-minute silence for the Afghan dead, no newspaper obituaries or memorial services attended by the prime minister, as there were for the victims of the twin towers.” TwoPoliticalDecisionSilenceEnemyAirMinutesTownsVictimTradeSoldierNewspapersMinistersRelyOfficialsTargetPrimeVillagePilotsTwinsTowersUrbanPrime MinisterDeliberateInfrastructureMemorialCiviliansTalibanAir PowerAfghanObituaryTrade OffsTwin TowersMemorial Service Author:Seumas Milne