#bark

If you need help bark like a dog." - Gendry. "That's stupid. If I need help I'll shout help." - Arya ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#bark #dog #gendry #help #humor

Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things. Their language has been lost. But not the gestures. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#bark #gestures #hear #hearing #listen

Laugh at yourself, but don't ever aim your doubt at yourself. Be bold. When you embark for strange places, don't leave any of yourself safely on shore. Have the nerve to go into unexplored territory. ↗

— Alan Alda

#any #bold #doubt #embark #ever

Well, pioneers always suffer. I don't care who is the first to embark upon things. For instance, settlers that settled the West, Western Canada and the U.S... they went though hell doing it, but it had to be done. ↗

— Bobby Hull

#canada #care #doing #done #embark

When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism! ↗

— David Starr Jordan

#dog #moon #patriotism #religion #strangers

The critical principle demanded an examination, for instance, of the contribution of different periods, thus to some extent embarking on historical linguistics. ↗

— Ferdinand de Saussure

#critical #demanded #different #embarking #examination

Because of my tremendous respect for Bob Barker and for the show's high standards of professionalism I consider this a tremendous honor that few announcers have ever been treated to. Both Rod's and Johnny's shoes are huge; I can't think about filling them. ↗

— Randy West

#announcers #barker #because #been #bob

Sometimes you have to understand that you push ahead, there's going to be a lot of flak, there's going to be a lot of dogs barking, but the wagon train moves ahead. ↗

— Juan Williams

#barking #dogs #flak #going #lot

The moon had risen behind him, the color of a shark's underbelly. It lit the ruined walls, and the skin of his arms and hands, with its sickly light, making him long for a mirror in which to study his face. Surely he'd be able to see the bones beneath the meat; the skull gleaming the way his teeth gleamed when he smiled. After all, wasn't that what a smile said? Hello, world, this is the way I'll look when the wet parts are rotted. ↗

— Clive Barker

#death #great-and-secret-show #death

Part of me thinks we're fools to trust either of the, Hapexamendios or His Reconciler. If He was such a loving God, why did He do so much harm? And don't tell me He moves in mysterious ways because that's so much horse shit and we both know it. ↗

— Clive Barker

#clive #imajica #judith #love