He'd written Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say please share my umbrella and it's like when you get a really great part of a lyric or, I also had this nice riff as well, and when you have such a great start to a song it's kind of like the rest is easy.

He'd been trying obliquely to sell a comic book premise to DC or Marvel, but neither company would allow Aragonés to retain the copyright.

Featured on the cover of the January 1981 issue of Contemporary Keyboard magazine ( a story that was reprinted in Contemporary Keyboards book on the greatest rock keyboardists ), DeYoung described many of his steps along the way through his keyboard-playing career: He'd never played an acoustic piano until the recording session for 1972's " Lady "; he recorded the track for 1979's " Babe " in a friend's basement on a Rhodes electric piano he'd never touched before ; the odd feeling of switching back to playing accordion for the song " Boat On The River " and discovering how small the keys felt to his fingers after years of playing electric organs and pianos.

He'd spearheaded the Ace line, he was the originating editor-in-chief of the Avon paperback list in 1945, and I think he was hurt and took it personally.

He'd be out there squinting because he could see, at midnight, the moonlight and shadows, and that was his way of not seeing the weeds or imperfections that would plague him during the day ..." Talking of the tranquility he felt at Friar Park, Harrison once said: " Sometimes I feel like I'm actually on the wrong planet, and it's great when I'm in my garden.

He'd say, ' Hey, I did this.

He'd come out and show me that big fist of his when I wasn't bearing down the way he thought I should.

" He'd come and see where I was working, and he might say, ' Very nice, very nice.

: He'd make me feel like I would die.

He'd end up doing all of that and I was the one that got squeezed out ; I was doing almost nothing.

He'd just come off back to back successes with Gloria Gaynor and Peaches & Herb and had won a Grammy for Gaynor's huge hit " I Will Survive ".

He'd told me I was getting this surprise.

He'd often joke about it, " This is a magnificent building ," he said with his tenor voice, " but I think the roof is leaking.

He'd say, ' I don't want to take away from you dropping your gloves, but, I don't want you to think about not doing it.

He'd take those skeleton outlines I had given him and turn them into classic little works of art that ended up being far cooler than I had any right to expect.

He'd be handsomer than he is if he had better manners but life and his enemies have left him looking a little beat up, and I suppose having seen his mother ( back about 1840 ) trying to take a bath in a wooden washtub without fully undressing left his soul a little warped.

" While Frank Miller has described the relationship between Batman and the Joker as a " homophobic nightmare ," he views the character as sublimating his sexual urges into crimefighting, concluding, " He'd be much healthier if he were gay.

" He'd proved himself as the one man who could stand up to them ," wrote Knox.

" You wouldn't be as badly off as John D. Rockefeller ," the Scarecrow responds, " He'd lose six thousand dollars a minute if that happened.

He'd heard of a " kidnapping " from Montfermeil, remembered Valjean's request of three days, and had also heard of a man poorly dressed who gave money to other poor people, the " beggar who gives alms ", who had a granddaughter with him, who ( so rumors said ) said that she came from Montfermeil.

He'd had an unhappy childhood that warped him a little and gave him a sour outlook on life.

" He'd like to eradicate homosexuality, but since he can't put LGBT people in physical concentration camps, is doing his best to put them in psychological concentration camps.

He'd invited Gene Sarazen to play an exhibition match with Emmett Kelly, the first course pro ; more than 1, 000 people came to watch.

He'd play attacking shots off balls other people would only think of defending.

He'd mentioned it, himself, at church and everybody seemed to have the idea that Tolley had left because Jenny had jilted him for Roy Robards.

He'd had no idea how unhappy his sweet peach had been.

He'd gotten into the oscillating resonances idea because he'd seen that any one type of molecule has differing absorptions at differing radiant frequencies and he was entirely persuaded that the only difference between one frequency and another is the frequency.

He'd be an idiot to let them stay he thought, but he couldn't send them on, either.

He'd started a fire and put coffee on, and now was busy at the work board of his chuck wagon.

He'd come alone, without his wife and child.

He'd been in an angry mood: Conchita had thought his face almost ugly with the anger in him.

He'd told Hank Maguire and Luis Hernandez about his wife's refusal to come with him and about what he now intended to do.

He'd hoped to catch Jesse Macklin there.

He'd put on his old brown corduroy coat and it was already soaked.

He'd mounted up immediately and raced with a revolver ready toward the spot from which he'd estimated the shot had come.

He'd grin.

He'd shoot at anything if it was the rear end of a horse or his own sentry.

He'd come East for the christening, by God he would.

He'd not care about getting waked so he could give up some of his whisky to a slit of a kid and maybe lose one of his hiding places in the bargain.

( He'd get the engine oil flowing with an electric heater under a big canvas cover.

He'd landed the plane on a small airstrip in Connecticut and as soon as the aircraft had coasted to a stop, everyone had burst into chatter at the same moment.

He'd have to start going to some of the other places again.

He'd been there several times, back when, while he and Radic had been friends, or at least not enemies.

He'd have to think, but the main thing, the imperative necessity, was to leave before Sam Bentley was up and about, and before Millie detained him with sympathy.

He'd tell Sabella about the nightmare.

He'd just admitted it to me.

He'd not only told me so, he'd proved it.

He'd been sent by Pittsburgh's GM Branch Rickey to evaluate Clemente's teammate Joe Black, a pitcher Rickey himself had originally signed for the Dodgers and was now thinking of reacquiring for Pittsburgh.