In front of us lay a smooth sandy beach, beyond which rose gradually a high wooded country, and behind us was the sea, studded with numerous islands of every variety of form.
If you have a little extra parking, I err on the side of getting rid of it in favor of having some more greenery.
My parents were in the book business, my brothers still run the Dutton bookstores in Los Angeles, and I’ve been interested in editing books and journals all of my life.
This part of Brazil offered the curious spectacle of a great evil, which has been long suffered to exist and is now advancing, gradually yet surely, to that state which must entail inevitable destruction on the existing Government of the country.
The Slave Trade, though nominally abolished, is actively pursued here, eighty-three slaves having been landed just before my arrival, and another cargo during my stay.
As the blackness of the night recedes so does the nadir of yesterday. The child I am forgets so quickly.
It’s definitely going to be harder than it sounds to acquire millions of users in the U.S. It’s going to be a lot of work, and you can’t make light of that.
The truth is that I am enslaved… in one vast love affair with 70 children.
Big media companies have lots of money and content, but they have no way to tap into a good base of users.
Love has the quality of informing almost everything – even one’s work.