'Forever Evil' is, ultimately, a Lex Luthor story. And everything in there is reflecting who Lex is and what he's going through. And we continue to learn more and more things about him that we might not know, and he's going to continue to experience things and do things that are surprising, I think, to even him - especially us.
'Jurassic' is a legacy and a classic. Steven Spielberg created something pretty spectacular. It's actually really interesting, when I look at it, I ask, 'How has my life changed since being Lex?' And I can literally walk into just about any city in the world and people will know who I am.
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Lex surfed wicked, like the devil. He wasn't afraid of anything, seemed like. He grinned at West as the waves came up toward them like towers of green glass, an emerald city. We're off to see the wizard, he shouted. He whooped. His body crouched ready to fly. He shone against the sun.
Francesca Lia Block
I was trying to be 27 at age 47, but God had to get rid of my vanity. I had trouble letting go of the old Lex physically. My human fleshly nature didn't want to let go of what had come to be billed as 'The Total Package.' I guess God had to help me get rid of the last remnant of that vanity and pride.
Well, remember, active Grims can't have children. Fertility is adversley affected by the proximity to the ether, to Elixir, and all sorts of other components- plus, the Grimsphere is no place to raise a family, even if woman conceive here." Lex snuck a glance at Driggs, but Uncle Mort caught her. "That doesn't mean you get a free pass to ride the baloney pony when ever you want to. Got it?
I've always felt Lex Luthor is intensely threatened by any status or distinction he can't buy, hence the antipathy to Superman's powers and Bruce Wayne's status as old money. Money is Luthor's superpower, and anything he can't obtain or control with it is his kryptonite. Unlike Superman, he takes a proactive view of his kryptonite. It shouldn't exist and he'll do all he can to eradicate it wherever he finds it.
One of the greatest sins in any story is false suspense. The kind of 'suspense' that disintegrates the moment you give your reader one second to think about it. And it's an easy trap to fall into, so watch carefully for it. If your story hinges on the question, 'Will Superman be pushed so far in his battle against Lex Luthor that he'll have to kill him?', or if your big cliffhanger moment is, 'Wow, is Spider-Man really dead this time?', then I understand Food Lion is hiring.
Jenny Marzen is who again?" Amy knew perfectly well who she was. Jenny Marzen was hot, hotter than Amy had ever been, and Jenny Marzen would be washed up in ten years and didn't know it. "And Jenny is my number one fan?" "No, but she likes you. She read your stories in grad school." "What is she, twelve?" "The point is, she really liked the article, and all that stuff about experience and news. Lex says she says you've got gravitas." "That's a dirty lie. I never even had mono.
Murmuring soothing noises, Dallas settled himself between her thighs and pressed a soft kiss to her clit. "You're all right." He eased the second sphere out of her. "I've got you." She laughed and covered her face with her hands. "No, you don't. I can't stop spinning." He dropped another kiss, this time to her inner thigh. "Nothing wrong with spinning." One final tug and another full-body shudder from Lex, and he tossed the toy aside. "I'll catch you, love. I'll always catch you." "Will you?" She traced his jaw. "Even when you're spinning with me?" "Especially then.
Thinking and talking about love leads to Love, which is the enemy. Do not consort with the enemy. Even if those hot-ass actors in the movies make it look cuddly and nice and tempting, don't fall for it. It's the biggest bad in the world, the worst villain ever created by hormone-pumped pubescent morons. It's the Joker, Lex Luthor, that one overweight guy who's always messing with the Scooby-Doo gang. It's the final boss in the massive joke of a video game you call your life.
The potential beauty of human life is constantly made ugly by man's ever recurring song of retaliation. The oceans of history are made turbulent by the ever rising tides of revenge. Man has never risen above the injunction of the lex talionis: "Life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot." In spite of the fact that the law of revenge solves no social problems, men continue to follow its disastrous leading. History is cluttered with the wreckage of nations and individuals that pursued this self-defeating path.
Martin Luther King
Habean pasado toda la mae±ana en la cama. Juntos... Entre caricias, besos, y risas volvieron a hacerse el amor con me¡s lentitud que la primera vez. Los jadeos y los suspiros sustituyeron a las palabras. Las miradas que se prodigaron dieron forma a sus sentimientos. Sus manos, sus cuerpos transmitieron todo lo contrario que sus miedos impidieron ofrecerse. Se habean reencontrado, se habean amado, y elex temblaba ante el futuro que se le presentaba con Leon. [Capetulo 8, Alex y Leon]
The hit-woman opened the door. No dead body on the floor. Thank God. I heard an unearthly roar and then Jordan charged Liz from where she'd been hiding beside the door. She tackled her to the floor and stabbed her through the wrist with a small switchblade. The hit-woman shrieked and let go of the gun, allowing Jordan precious seconds to bat it across the room. She landed a couple hard punches to the assassin's nose, bloodying it, before the other woman got the upper hand. She grabbed a handful of Jordan's ponytail and slammed her head into the edge of the coffee table. Jordan cried out, but didn't let go of the knife. She withdrew it and held it against the assassin's throat, shouting, 'Move again and I'll kill you, puta!' Liz panted madly, but stayed put. Jordan glanced up at me. 'You okay?' 'Alive, ' I said through a grimace. 'Not okay.' 'Good enough.' She returned her gaze to the woman pinned beneath her and glared. 'The police are on their way. And not the nice, human police. Angels. Get any ideas about trying to kill me again and you won't even get to deal with them.' 'I've been in jail before, ' Liz said, attempting to recapture her former arrogance. 'I'll get over it.' Jordan leaned down a few inches, lowering her voice. 'Really? How'd you like to return without your tongue?' Liz's eyes went wide, as did mine. 'You wouldn't dare.' 'You shot my best friend. Multiple times. Lex talionis.' 'You can't kill me. You're not a policewoman. You're just a girl.' 'No. I'm a Seer. You and the rest of your friends had better learn the difference between a sheep and a wolf in sheep's clothing. Until then... ' She lifted her fist and punched Liz hard in the temple. The assassin went out like a light. 'Vaya con dios, bitch.
This is a love story, Michael Deane says. But, really, what isn't? Doesn't the detective love the mystery, or the chase, or the nosy female reporter, who is even now being held against her wishes at an empty warehouse on the waterfront? Surely the serial murderer loves his victims, and the spy loves his gadgets or his country or the exotic counterspy. The ice trucker is torn between his love for ice and truck, and the competing chefs go crazy for scallops, and the pawnshop guys adore their junk just as the Housewives live for catching glimpses of their own Botoxed brows in gilded hall mirrors, and the rocked-out dude on 'roids totally wants to shred the ass of the tramp-tatted girl on Hookbook, and because this is reality, they are all in love-madly, truly-with the body mic clipped to their back buckle, and the producer casually suggesting just one more angle, one more Jell-O shot. And the robot loves his master, alien loves his saucer, Superman loves Lois, Lex, and Lana, Luke love Leia (till he finds out she's his sister), and the exorcist loves the demon even as he leaps out the window with it, in full soulful embrace, as Leo loves Kate and they both love the sinking ship, and the shark-God, the shark loves to eat, which is what the Mafioso loves, too-eating and money and Paulie and omerta` -the way the cowboy loves his horse, loves the corseted girl behind the piano bar, and sometimes loves the other cowboy, as the vampire loves night and neck, and the zombie-don't even start with the zombie, sentimental fool; has anyone ever been more lovesick than a zombie, that pale, dull metaphor for love, all animal craving and lurching, outstretched arms, his very existence a sonnet about how much he wants those brains? This, too, is a love story.
HIT EM UP I GOT NU THIN TO LOSE PASS ME A SKI MASKA GLOCKAND MY TENNIS SHOES I GOT NU THIN TO LOSE PASS ME A SKI MASK A GLOCKAND MY TENNIS SHOES CHORUS: MERCEDEZ YOU NEED TO GETYOUR LIFE TOGETHER SOUTH MONEY AND HUSTLINDON'T LAST FOREVER SOME SAY THAT G'S MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND YOU SAY YOU GOT NOTHIN TO LOSE, BUT WHO GOT A BACK WHEN YA DOWN? MAN, I'M BOUT IT, BOUT TO GET ROWDY I AIN'T EVEN TRIPPIN IF Y'ALL FOOLS DOUBT ME PENETENTIARY CHANCES, I DONE DANCED WITH IT DIED AND WENT HELL, CAME BACK, DOWN TO DO WHATEVER HIT EM UP STICK EM UP, PICK EM UP I HOPE YA GOT INSURANCE ON YA BRAND NEW TRUCK MAMA NEED FOOD IN THE ICEBOX AND I NEED SOME NEW JORDAN WITH SOME WHITE SOCK BOUT TO ROB PETER, TO PAY PAUL THE GHETTO GOT ME CRAZY, BUT I WON'T FALL ON MY WAY TO ARIZONA, GOT IT SEWED UP DOWN SOUTH WITH THE TASK ALL ON IT *SIRENS* BOUT TO PUT FIVE IN THE STASH BOX CALLED THE C-MURDER UP FOR THEM PLASTIC GLOCKS BEEPER RINGIN, SILKK FORGOT THE NECK ON SOME CHICKEN CRISTAL, PARLAY WITH BECK, GETTIN RICHES NO LONGER, LIVIN IN CONDOS IT'S MANSIONS AND FIFTY INCH WINDOWS MARBLE FLOORS, TAILOR MADE SUITS LEX LUTHOR, FERRARIS, WINDOWS BE BULLETPROOF ME WORK A NINE TO FIVE, FOOL I LIKE THE GOOD LIFE SEEN MAMA SO MUCH, SHE SLAPPED MY FACE CAUSE I AIN'T LIVIN RIGHT ME GIVE IT UP, I GET ROWDY GRABBED THE GAT, HIT THE STREET AND THE HIGHWAY, I'M BOUT IT, BOUT IT I GOTS, NUTHIN TO LOSE, I'M ON THE RUN LIKE THE FUGITIVE MY SPOT KINDA HOT, SO I CAN'T GO WHERE I USED TO LIVE ME AND P RIDIN DIRTY, IN THE YUKON BOUT TO GET CAUGHT IN DUE TIME, DIFFERENT PLACE EVERY STATE A NEW GRAB A SKI MASK AND TWO NINES, SAY MONEY MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND FROM OUT BETWEEN THE KNOCKS I LETS EM IN CAN'T LOSE, GOTTA WIN, FALSE MOVE, END UP IN THE PEN HOW MANY I KILL GOIN FOR THE CASH DUDE, I GOTTA DO IT FOR THE STASH FILL THE GETAWAY CAR UP WITH GAS, WITH THE SMASH WHATEVER WE MAKE, P, WE GOIN IN HALF A NIGGA SEX MONEY AND GREED, COSTS OF LIVIN LAVISH HEY I'MA GET YA FOR WHAT YOU GOT IF YOU AIN'T GOT IT, ACT LIKE YOU DON'T HAVE IT I GRAB MY GUN BEFORE I GRAB MY SHOES EVERYTHING ON THE LINE, SO I CAN'T LOSE MAN, LOOK, YOU KNOW SILKK, YOU KNOW I'M BOUT TO ACT A FOOL SO I'M A BE GON AWAY LIKE A BREEZE RUN THROUGH LIKE, ALL TYPE OF TREES I AIN'T GON STOP TIL THE COPS SAY FREEZE, I CAN'T LOSE I GOT NUTHIN TO LOSE PASS ME A SKI MASK, A GLOCK, AND MY TENNIS SHOES WE'RE IN IT DEEP, AND WE'RE IN IT TO WIN IT IN OTHER WORDS, THERE AIN'T NO STOPPIN NO LIMIT MASTER P, MERCEDEZ, T-R-U AFTER THEM, DEAD PRESIDENTS, CAUSE WE HAVE NUTHIN TO LOSE LITTLE BRO CHECK THIS OUT I AIN'T WALK AROUND WITH THAT FOOL MAN BUT WILL HAD IT COMIN, YA HEARD ME? HE HAD IT COMIN, BRO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN, WHAT HAPPENIN? I WASN'T EVEN HIGH, THOUGH, I WASN'T HIGH SOME KINDA WAY, KNOWHATI'MSAYIN? I'MA GET MINE GOTTA PAY THE BILLS, BRO I GOTTA GET THEM MEALS, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN? FO' SCHEEZE I AIN'T GOT NUTHIN TO LOSE GOT WHAT? EVERYTHING TO GAIN, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN? BRO, GHETTO GOT ME CRAZY DEAD, I'M ON THE RUN NUT I GOTTA GUN MAN, ME AND DEAD JOE, DOWN HERE ACTIN A DONKEY ACTIN BAD, HIT THREE LICKS TODAY, THIRD WARD STYLE LIKE P SAY, I GOTTA GET MY CORNBREAD CABBAGE, AND MY GREENS YEAH YOU KNOW I'M TRU TO THIS, I MEAN REALLY, IN OTHER WORDS I AIN'T GOT NUTTIN TO LOSE, YA HEARD ME?
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