#ale

I want to be the best mum and I want everything to be perfect - I want a fairy tale really. ↗

— Jennifer Ellison

#everything #fairy #fairy tale #i #mum

I was asked by a group to write a song on the theme of brotherhood. This was before women's liberation, when brotherhood meant men and women both, so I wrote the song. Since I had always been very fond of the Passion Chorale, I wrote words to that great piece. ↗

— Tom Glazer

#asked #been #before #both #brotherhood

I wrote the Brotherhood song for no money out of my deep feelings about humanity, and because I was flattered that whatever talents I had, had been recognized. ↗

— Tom Glazer

#because #been #brotherhood #deep #feelings

We have a training period; we have certain guidelines and structure. You can't hire talented people and stifle them. That's not the way it works anymore. ↗

— Todd English

#certain #guidelines #hire #people #period

I have a definite talent for convincing people to try something new. I am a good salesman. When I'm on form, I can sell anything. ↗

— Brian Eno

#anything #convincing #definite #form #good

Male and female gossip also sounds different, as women use more animated tones, more detail and more feedback. ↗

— Kate Fox

#animated #detail #different #feedback #female

Never let it be said that dialect is a reflection of intellect. On the contrary, it is a reflection of the deep traditional values of a culture that respects family, God, and a language system above everything else. I give thanks to my maker that I’m a Southern woman. ↗

— Patricia H. Graham

#southern-culture #family

Male supremacy has kept woman down. It has not knocked her out. ↗

— Clare Boothe Luce

#her #kept #knocked #male #out

Clary, Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do. I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that. I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you. All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me. The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go. I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you. _Jace ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #city-of-glass #clary-fray #herondale #jace-lightwood

Accuracy of observation is the equivalent of accuracy of thinking. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#equivalent #observation #thinking