only now was it starting to make sense why Lady Macbeth could never scrub the blood off her hands, why it was still there after she washed it away.

I&#39;d love to do a comedy. I&#39;m terrified of comedy. I don&#39;t think I&#39;m funny, but I guess that&#39;s why it&#39;s so thrilling.

الخوف ينتهى عندما يبدأ المحتوم، فيتجرد من معناه، و لا يتبقى لنا، و الحال هذه، سوى الأمل باتخاذ القرار المناسب

The snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke.