#ails

In all works on Natural History, we constantly find details of the marvellous adaptation of animals to their food, their habits, and the localities in which they are found. ↗

— Alfred Russel Wallace

#constantly #details #find #food #found

Dying is the most embarrassing thing that can ever happen to you, because someone's got to take care of all your details. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#care #details #dying #embarrassing #ever

We are persuaded that good Christians will always be good citizens, and that where righteousness prevails among individuals the Nation will be great and happy. Thus while just government protects all in their religious rights, true religion affords to government it's surest support. ↗

— George Washington

#always #among #christians #citizens #good

Details create the big picture. ↗

— Sanford I. Weill

#big picture #create #details #picture

If the existence of Nuclear weapons has taught us anything it would simply be that just because we possess powerful technologies, it does not necessarily mean that we should use them. Unfortunately, we are currently on course to learn similarly grave lessons from other devastating technologies such Genetically Modified Foods, Chemtrails and HAARP. ↗

— Gary Hopkins

#energy-healing #enlightenment #gmo #god #haarp

One ship drives east and other drives west by the same winds that blow. It's the set of the sails and not the gales that determines the way they go. ↗

— Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#determines #drives #east #gales #go

I just try to stay positive and focused on the tennis, not let anything get to me, like crazy questions. But I'm tough, let me tell you, tough as nails. ↗

— Venus Williams

#crazy #focused #get #i #just

Survival is a privilege which entails obligations. I am forever asking myself what I can do for those who have not survived. ↗

— Simon Wiesenthal

#asking #entails #forever #i #i am

When I was younger, I was always obsessed with nails. ↗

— Serena Williams

#i #nails #obsessed #younger

Out of absolutely nowhere I felt a sudden, sweet shot of joy, piercing and distilled as the jolt I imagine heroin users get when the fix hits the vein. It was my partner bracing herself on her hands as she slid fluidly off the desk, it was the neat practiced movement of flipping my notebook shut one-handed, it was my superintendent wriggling into his suit jacket and covertly checking his shoulders for dandruff, it was the garishly lit office with a stack of marker-labeled case files sagging in the corner and evening rubbing up against the window. It was the realization, all over again, that this was real and it was my life. Maybe Katy Devlin, if she had made it that far, would have felt this way about blisters on her toes, the pungent smell of sweat and floor wax in the dance studios, the early-morning breakfast bells raced down echoing corridors. Maybe she, like me, would have loved the tiny details and the inconveniences even more dearly than the wonders, because they are the things that prove you belong. ↗

— Tana French

#tiny-details #imagination