Pop Doyle: May you rot in hell, J.P. J.P.: When I'm dead and gone, you'll know what a friend I was.... Kayo: Why don't you drop dead now so we can test your theory?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Pop Doyle: I brought you Joey's windbreaker. It might come in handy. Go ahead, wear it, Kayo. Kayo: Thanks, Pop. Mine's full ...of more holes than the Pittsburgh infield.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Pop" Wyman ruled here with a firm but gentle hand; no drunken man was ever served at the bar; no married man was allowed to play ...at the tables; across the face of the large clock was written "Please Don't Swear," and over the orchestra appeared the gentle admonition, "Don't Shoot the Pianist--He's Doing His Damndest."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Pop artists deal with the lowly trivia of possessions and equipment that the present generation is lugging along with it on its sa...fari into the future.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We are like ignorant shepherds living on a site where great civilizations once flourished. The shepherds play with the fragments t...hat pop up to the surface, having no notion of the beautiful structures of which they were once a part.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Kitchens were different then, too--not only what came out of them, but their smells and sounds. A hot pie cooling smells different... from a frozen pie thawing. Oilcloth and linoleum and apples in an open bowl and ruffled rubber aprons make a different aromatic mix from Formica and ceramic tile and mangoes in an acrylic fruit ripener and plastic-coated aprons printed with "Who invited all these tacky people?" And the kitchen sounds. I am not sure that today's kitchen is noisier. But the noises are different. Today you get the song of the food processor and the blender, the intermittent hum of the reefer and the freezer, the buzz-slosh-and-grunt of the dishwasher, the violently audible digestive processes of the waste disposal in the sink. Then it was the whir and clatter of the hand-powered eggbeater, the thunk-thunk-thunk of somebody mashing potatoes, or, in green-pea season, the crisp pop of pea pod and the rattle-rattle-rattle of peas into the pan.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Every man has been brought up with the idea that decent women don't pop in and out of bed; he has always been told by his mother t...hat "nice girls don't." He finds, of course, when he gets older that this may be untrue--but only in a certain section of society.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Four- and five-year-olds' play is permeated with the rankest sexism. No matter what their parents do and say, they play their mom ...and pop roles in ultraconventional style. We've seen little girls whose mothers are doctors absolutely refuse to take the doctors' parts in their play, insisting that "only boys can be doctors," against all reason. Girls do more washing and drying of clothes, dishes, and babies than they've ever seen their own mothers do, and they turn their play husbands into TV-watching drones who do nothing but talk about money.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the atom's fizz and pop we heard possibility uncorked. Taffeta wraps whispered on davenports.... A new planet bloomed above us; in its light the stumps of cut pine gleamed like dinner plates. The world was beginning all over again, fresh and hot; we could have anything we wanted.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »