#bronze

You can keep the things of bronze and stone and give me one man to remember me just once a year. ↗

— Damon Runyon

#give #give me #just #keep #man

I imagined having that bronzed dragon in our fight against the Titan lord Kronos. His monsters would think twice about attacking camp if they have to face that thing. On the other hand, if the dragon decided to go berserk again and attack the campers-that would pretty much stink. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#imagination

I object to that object that’s made of bronze and shaped like my clone. It should be made of gold, and shaped like me.
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— Jarod Kintz

#clone #gold #object #shape #statue

Bronze in the mirror of the form, wine of the mind. ↗

— Aeschylus

#form #mind #mirror #wine

No rendering can really simulate the way the light bounces off the bronze panel. From some angles, it's almost a mirror, and from others it's a matte surface. ↗

— Michael Arad

#angles #bronze #light #mirror #off

Winning is great, but being able to finish my last Olympic Games on American soil was very important. Even though I was injured, I didn't let my psyche get the best of me and cause me to doubt myself, so I was willing to pull every muscle in my body in '96 in order to get the job done and I came away with the bronze medal. ↗

— Jackie Joyner-Kersee

#american #away #being #best #body

The pigeon here is a beautiful bird, of a delicate bronze colour, tinged with pink about the neck, and the wings marked with green and purple. ↗

— William John Wills

#beautiful #bird #bronze #colour #delicate

My honey child, them housing projects Cannot contain her multitudes A sunbeam, hard upon her Just a fly strugglin’ through her braid loops Watch me prove to ‘em I’m more than nothin’ But a ragamuffin with homesick eyes Yes, when it gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me My love, she is a drummer Than industrial steel, her backbone tougher The eloping night and the honey moon that trails Just dirt ‘neath her finger nails I’ll be down on them crossroads ‘Til daybreak winks a bright eye And if it gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me She’s heard all the right things And they did not persuade her She has no use for your words What she wants is your labor ‘Cause when gringos speak of minorities They tend to keep their voices low Ah, but when that gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me ↗

— Valentine Xavier

#bravado #love #poverty #station #valentine-xavier-bronzeville

The Bronze Age was such a third-place era.
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— Jarod Kintz

#era #nonsense #third-place #age

Discover how to visit the past and bring yesterday's stories into our lives today ↗

— Gillian Hovell

#britain #bronze-age #dark-ages #history #hovell