#after

After six, seven films, I started to get a little tired. Shooting takes a lot out of you. ↗

— Luc Besson

#films #get #i #little #lot

I said if I made 10 films in my life, I would be very lucky. That's how I meant it. My fear after my first one was whether they would let me make another one, so I had this goal in my head. ↗

— Luc Besson

#another #fear #films #first #goal

Young players need to know how to take care of themselves for life after baseball. ↗

— Barry Bonds

#baseball #care #how #know #life

Death comes to me again, a girl in a cotton slip, barefoot, giggling. It’s not so terrible she tells me, not like you think, all darkness and silence. There are windchimes and the smell of lemons, some days it rains, but more often the air is dry and sweet. I sit beneath the staircase built from hair and bone and listen to the voices of the living. I like it, she says, shaking the dust from her hair, especially when they fight, and when they sing. ↗

— Dorianne Laux

#the-afterlife #death

Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man's life and work go on after his "death," whether we feel it or not, whether we are aware of the individual names or not. There is no such thing as death according to our view! ↗

— Martin Bormann

#after #aware #books #buildings #clearly

No, I'm not interested in developing a powerful brain. All I'm after is just a mediocre brain, something like the President of the American Telephone and Telegraph Company. ↗

— Alan Turing

#american #brain #company #developing #i

Small as a pea. Wider than the sea. This is where you and I came to be. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#heaven #love #love

What are those glorious dots? Those, dear one, are forget-me-nots! ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#heaven #love #love

Be patient, child!” said the Music. “But she will forget me.” “Do not worry, child. I am there. I shall not forget.”And she stared out at the planets and gentle stars and the galaxies and became forlorn for she had known a special love.“The Universe is so large, just look at it!” she cried. “Believe.” The Music sang. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#love #soulmates #love

What the hell is wrong with me? This isn't the first time I've asked myself this question, in a multitude of situations. But this time specifically I'm referring to my inability to feel anything when being kissed by a man. Maybe I'm just too broken. Thant's the part that scares me the most. That I'm too broken to love. ↗

— Denise Grover Swank

#love