| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2ae0db3 | When Isaiah was in his teens, he worked for Harry Haldeman and wondered even then how the man could stay in a state of perpetual indignation; his fierce dark eyes glaring through the Coke-bottle bifocals resting on his great beak of a nose, his snow-white hair sticking up like a toilet brush. Isaiah thought he looked like an orchestra conductor. Harry's wife, Louise, said he looked like an eagle wearing glasses. "Pit" | Joe Ide | ||
| 7500ea3 | As the choir went by, he saw a girl who made him blink a couple of times. Head erect, a posture like she knew who she was, a passionate face and you knew there was a body underneath that robe. She moved through the light from the stained-glass windows, now gold, no red, now blue, like heaven's police car was pulling her over for being too fine. (178) | Joe Ide | ||
| ff88133 | What Mariah Carey should be telling them is to follow their abilities and make a dream out of what God gave them. | Joe Ide |