I'm a mixture of Anglo-Saxon, a bit of Spanish and one-eighth American. I've often wondered if I have an Asiatic ancestor from the East as well because I have deep-set eyes. Make-up artists are constantly trying to shade my eyelids, and I have to point out that I don't have any!
Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
Never have a companion that casts you in the shade.
I'm often characterized as an optimistic writer, and certainly my 'Neanderthal Parallax' and 'WWW' trilogies shade toward the utopian. I like to think that's not simple naivete, but rather a reasonable approach.
Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade.
Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?
Don't smother each other. No one can grow in the shade.
I had to ask my grandchildren, 'What does it mean? I threw shade?'
