I have always appreciated those who dare to experiment with materials and proportions.
How dare anyone, parent, schoolteacher, or merely literary critic, tell me not to act colored.
Stuart Blumberg is suddenly an authority on the modern - or, dare we say, post-modern - family, thanks to the critically-acclaimed debut of his new film, 'The Kids Are All Right.'
There are not many intellectuals left of Harold Pinter's stature who dare raise their voices - and with such force - against the menace of U.S. and the unrestricted use of its power. Pinter's voice is an unceasing thunder.
Would you ask Picasso to explain 'Guernica?' Would you ask Nabokov to explain 'Lolita?' Would you ask Tolstoy about 'War and Peace?' No, you wouldn't dare.
I wouldn't even dare read the Torah, let alone attempt a witty observation on the Torah.
Never think that Jesus commanded a trifle, nor dare to trifle with anything He has commanded.
If we Argentines dare to unite, we will be unstoppable.
The worst of my actions or conditions seem not so ugly unto me as I find it both ugly and base not to dare to avouch for them.
It's not because things are difficult that we dare not venture. It's because we dare not venture that they are difficult.
