#banks

In several sections, both natural in the banks of the Mississippi and its numerous arms, and where artificial canals had been cut, I observed erect stumps of trees, with their roots attached, buried in strata at different heights, one over the other. ↗

— Charles Lyell

#artificial #attached #banks #been #both

I am afraid that the ordinary citizen will not like to be told that the banks can and do create and destroy money. And they who control the credit of a nation direct the policy of governments, and hold in the hollow of their hands the destiny of the people. ↗

— Richard McKenna

#am #banks #citizen #control #create

You have more power, more control than you could possibly imagine. My heart is in your hands. That's not bullshit. I'm not saying stuff I think you want to hear in order to manipulate you. I can't be any more honest than this. I'm yours, baby. I'm putting it out there. My heart, my soul, it all belongs to you. ↗

— Maya Banks

#imagination

We need to think deeply about whether we can sustain banks that are not only too big to fail, but potentially too big to bail. ↗

— George Osborne

#bail #banks #big #deeply #fail

A few hours' ride brought us to the banks of the river Kansas. ↗

— Francis Parkman

#brought #few #hours #kansas #ride

When ATM machines came out and people were prosecuted for robbing ATM machines, I don't think anybody thought the banks were against technology because they didn't want their ATM machines lifted. ↗

— Hilary Rosen

#anybody #atm #banks #because #came

The first week Banks was with us, we knew he was going to be a star. ↗

— Hank Sauer

#first #going #knew #star #us

The white spruce forest along the banks is most inspiring, magnificent here. Down the terraced slopes and right to the water's edge on the alluvial soil it stands in ranks. ↗

— Ernest Thompson Seton

#banks #down #edge #forest #here

The confessional writer will treat her story like a wailing wall. She kneels, and her story spills out, messy, improper. It isn’t a protest or even graffiti, but her story is an offering of things that she overlooked or notices that others have overlooked. She is in danger of exposure but she remembers when she lived in hiding and that was worse. She cannot turn back now because this is how life has spun out of her, part vexing passage and part prayer. ↗

— Patricia Hickman

#outer-banks #southern-fiction #inspirational

The conflict each day is whether to immerse in books or writing. I can't do one without the other, but I can't do both at the same time. It is the writer's paradox. ↗

— Patricia Hickman

#outer-banks #southern-fiction #inspirational