#chest

Our surest protection against assault from abroad has been not all our guards, gates and guns, or even our two oceans, but our essential goodness as a people. Our richest asset has been not our material wealth but our values. ↗

— Theodore C. Sorensen

#against #assault #asset #been #essential

Imagine a political system so radical as to promise to move more of the poorest 20% of the population into the richest 20% than remain in the poorest bracket within the decade? You don't need to imagine it. It's called the United States of America. ↗

— Thomas Sowell

#bracket #called #decade #imagine #into

Well over fifty years ago I was making radio loudspeakers and radio sets in Rochester, New York; pretty young and inexperienced; but we survived the depression. ↗

— Stuart Symington

#depression #fifty #i #inexperienced #loudspeakers

Then they held my mouth shut for a while and hit me in the face, and with a whip across chest and back. I then collapsed, rolled on the floor, always keeping face down and no longer replied to any of their questions. ↗

— Ernst Thalmann

#always #any #back #chest #collapsed

Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful, that's what matters to me. ↗

— Steve Jobs

#being #cemetery #done #going #man

I have a dress-up chest at home. I love to create this fantasy kind of thing. ↗

— Kate Moss

#create #dress-up #fantasy #home #i

And what unity is to be had, at a time when orchestras are dying out, and when opera houses are about to close their doors; what's going to come next - when nothing new in music, for the orchestra, is truly lasting: pieces are performed once, and then they're thrown away. ↗

— Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau

#away #close #come #doors #dying

An editorial in the Los Angeles Times [1923] wistfully asked, 'Will eating chestnuts by crackling log fires become one of the lost arts preserved by a devoted people only in poetry and romance? ↗

— Susan Freinkel

#history #poetry #romance #art

Hell had been his Vietnam. It had stamped its mark on him for all eternity, and no amount of denial or self-imposed ignorance was going to change it. Ever. ↗

— Joe Schreiber

#dean-winchester #hell #sam-winchester #suffering #supernatural

Divine justice pursued its course; disasters came thick on me: I was forced to pass through the valley of the shadow of death. His chastisements are mighty; and one smote me which has humbled me for ever. You know I was proud of my strength: but what is it now, when I must give it over to foreign guidance, as a child does its weakness? Of late, Jane - only - only of late - I began to see and acknowledge the hand of God in my doom. I began to experience remorse, repentance; the wish for reconcilement to my Maker. I began to pray: very brief prayers they were, but very sincere. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#prayer #struggle #death