The very dogs were all asleep, and the flies, drunk with moist sugar in the grocer's shop, forgot their wings and briskness, and b...aked to death in dusty corners of the window.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This is the Night Mail crossing the Border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order,... Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner, the girl next door.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Sometimes, because of its immediacy, television produces a kind of electronic parable. Berlin, for instance, on the day the Wall w...as opened. Rostropovich was playing his cello by the Wall that no longer cast a shadow, and a million East Berliners were thronging to the West to shop with an allowance given them by West German banks! At that moment the whole world saw how materialism had lost its awesome historic power and become a shopping list.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Jim Wilson: Cops have no friends. Nobody likes a cop. On either side of the law. Nobody. Captain Brawley: Is that what you wa...nt? People to like you? Then you're in the wrong business and you ought to get out. Jim Wilson: It's the only job I know. Has been for eleven years now. Captain Brawley: Then make up your mind to be a cop. Not a gangster with a badge.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This is just a job like any other job. I do it the best I can. It's never enough but I do it. When I go home, I don't take this st...uff with me, I leave it outside. But you, the way you carry it around inside, you must like it! Maybe you think that makes you a good cop. The way you're going you won't be good to anybody! Not even yourself! Somebody had to tell you. To get anything out of this life, you got to put something in it. From the heart!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In motherhood, where seemingly opposite realities can be simultaneously true, the role of nurturer invariably conflicts with the r...ole of socializer. When trouble came as it surely must, was I the good cop who understood, the bad cop who terrorized, or both?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »