This is where we live - in a dark world of little light.

His father could go on living for years, and, hell, of course he wanted him to.

She had no idea whether he lived in or out of the hospital.

I don't worry that we live, as everyone says, in a culture of images.

In early 1602 Shakespeare was living back north of the river.

We live, all of us, in a very small world.

"Now, people only live here about seven months out of the year."

Such things serve to test the will to live of our community.

These two men live in a paradise - of their own making.

When the government let them live there again, of course.