#ang

I am one who believes that one of the greatest dangers of advertising is not that of misleading people, but that of boring them to death. ↗

— Leo Burnett

#am #believes #boring #dangers #death

I want to help others 'think first' before diving into a pool or lake to prevent these types of life-changing accidents. I know I'm in a very fortunate minority and hope my story inspires both adults and children to be more careful. ↗

— Brooke Burns

#before #both #careful #children #diving

If you get through the primary and you work very hard for three months and you're not successful, you go back to being normal. The only thing that changes your life forever is if you win. ↗

— Max Burns

#being #changes #forever #get #go

Pushing Carson back out of the door, I grabbed my jacket off the hook and shoved my feet into the great old clogs that my poor podiatrist father wants outlawed. "Don't you want to change or something?" Mom called after me. "She'll never change," Carson answered, and followed me down the steps. I settled myself into the passenger seat and buckled up as he back out of the driveway. "Your arches are falling?" "Turns out I am deeply flawed," I admitted. ↗

— Rachel Vail

#josephine-dondorff #love #change

Why should we change onstage? We're not trying to be something big and fancy, it's just us, doing what we do, we'd like to keep it that way. ↗

— Cliff Burton

#change #doing #fancy #just #keep

Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#jacob-black #jealousy #love-triangle #jealousy

It is not necessary to change. Survival is not mandatory. ↗

— W. Edwards Deming

#mandatory #necessary #survival

You can always tell a novice rider; they aren't comfortable in the saddle and have to hang on. ↗

— Harry Carey, Jr.

#comfortable #hang #novice #rider #saddle

As human beings we do change, grow, adapt, perhaps even learn and become wiser. ↗

— Wendy Carlos

#become #beings #change #even #grow

We drove on in silence, Dad shaking his head in disgust every few minutes. I stared at him, wondering how it was we got to this place. How the same man who held his infant daughter and kissed her tiny face could one day be so determined to shut her out of his life, out of his heart. How, even when she reacyhed out to him in distress - Please, Dad, come get me, come save me - all he could do was accuse her. How that same daughter could look at him and feel nothing but contempt and blame and resentment, because that's all that radiated off of him for so many years and it had become contagious. ↗

— Jennifer Brown

#blame #contempt #fathers-and-daughters #parents #resentment