#card

That's why I really don't play cards or gamble. Because I'd crack. ↗

— Joe Mantegna

#cards #crack #gamble #i #play

What this country needs is a credit card for charging things to experience. ↗

— Tom Wilson

#charging #country #credit #credit card #experience

The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it. ↗

— Mary E. Pearson

#correspondence #picture #postcard #art

What a tribute this is to art; what a misfortune this is for history. (In reference to Shakespeare's 'Richard III') ↗

— Paul Murray Kendall

#ricardian #art

What is the opposite of two? A lonely me and a lonely you. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#ricard-wilber #the-gatlin-county-library #beauty

Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card." "No fair having it to play. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#beauty

My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery. ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#inspirational #change

The way you play, you need to talk about winning. Don't talk about keeping your card - talk about winning. ↗

— Vijay Singh

#card #keeping #need #play #talk

In those years before mobile phones, email and Skype, travelers depended on the rudimentary communications system known as the postcard. Other methods--the long-distance phone call, the telegram--were marked "For Emergency Use Only." So my parents waved me off into the unknown, and their news bulletins about me would have been restricted to "Yes, he's arrived safely,"and "Last time we heard he was in Oregon," and "We expect him back in a few weeks." I'm not saying this was necessarily better, let alone more character-forming; just that in my case it probably helped not to have my parents a button's touch away, spilling out anxieties and long-range weather forecasts, warning me against floods, epidemics and psychos who preyed on backpackers. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#postcards #technology #travel #communication

Why are you putting on lip gloss, my daughter?" Dad asked ." Trip to the library? Trip to the nunnery? I hear the nunneries are nice this time of year." "Not a date; I still remember Claud," Rusty said, and grabbed her ankle. " I forbid it." "You introduced me to Claud," Kami pointed out. "I'm a bad person," Rusty mumbled. "I do bad things." "Is this true, Kami? Are you going out on a date?" Dad asked tragically. "wearing that? Wouldn't you fancy a shapeless cardigan instead? You rock a shapeless cardigan honey. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#humerous #nunnery #dating