#am

Any work that's worth doing has its challenges as well as its opportunities. That's true if you're running a business, it's true if you're trying to help on a campaign. ↗

— Carly Fiorina

#business #campaign #challenges #doing #help

My favorite language for maintainability is Python. It has simple, clean syntax, object encapsulation, good library support, and optional named parameters. ↗

— Bram Cohen

#favorite #good #language #library #named

One of the reasons for going back into the past is that it's almost the only place that there's any drama. ↗

— Robert Towne

#any #back #drama #going #into

I can come off as pretty arrogant, but it's because I know I'm right. I'm very, very good at writing protocols. I've accomplished more working on my own than I ever did as part of a team. ↗

— Bram Cohen

#arrogant #because #come #did #ever

When you're artistic director of a program, you present the music you want to present. ↗

— Stanley Crouch

#director #music #present #program #want

I'm happy to tell you that having been through surgery and chemotherapy and radiation, breast cancer is officially behind me. I feel absolutely great and I am raring to go. ↗

— Carly Fiorina

#am #been #behind #breast cancer #cancer

The GAO just released a report that said 22 percent of federal programs fail to meet their objectives. The truth is we don't know how taxpayer money is spent in Washington, D.C., which is why I think we ought to put every agency budget up on the Internet for everyone to see. ↗

— Carly Fiorina

#budget #every #everyone #fail #federal

Well I think money has been going into political campaigns for a very long time. ↗

— Carly Fiorina

#campaigns #going #i #i think #into

What I think we need to do to engage the American people in a conversation about entitlement reform is to have a bipartisan group of people who come together and put every solution on the table, every alternative on the table. And then we ought to engage in a long conversation with the American people so they understand the choices. ↗

— Carly Fiorina

#alternative #american #american people #bipartisan #choices

And at night the river flows, it bears pale stars on the holy water, some sink like veils, some show like fish, the great moon that once was rose now high like a blazing milk flails its white reflection vertical and deep in the dark surgey mass wall river's grinding bed push. As in a sad dream, under the streetlamp, by pocky unpaved holes in dirt, the father James Cassidy comes home with lunchpail and lantern, limping, redfaced, and turns in for supper and sleep. Now a door slams. The kids have rushed out for the last play, the mothers are planning and slamming in kitchens, you can hear it out in swish leaf orchards, on popcorn swings, in the million-foliaged sweet wafted night of sighs, songs, shushes. A thousand things up and down the street, deep, lovely, dangerous, aureating, breathing, throbbing like stars; a whistle, a faint yell; the flow of Lowell over rooftops beyond; the bark on the river, the wild goose of the night yakking, ducking in the sand and sparkle; the ululating lap and purl and lovely mystery on the shore, dark, always dark the river's cunning unseen lips, murmuring kisses, eating night, stealing sand, sneaky. 'Mag-gie!' the kids are calling under the railroad bridge where they've been swimming. The freight train still rumbles over a hundred cars long, the engine threw the flare on little white bathers, little Picasso horses of the night as dense and tragic in the gloom comes my soul looking for what was there that disappeared and left, lost, down a path--the gloom of love. Maggie, the girl I loved. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#night #towns #dreams