#cliff

In my dream I drove an RV off a cliff, because rather than hit the brakes or steer to safety, I was more concerned with either changing the radio station or turning the volume all the way down. They were playing Lady Gaga.
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— Jarod Kintz

#choices #cliff #death #decision #decisions

SO let's hold hands on the edge of this cliff we're on ↗

— Hannah Mackay

#hold #inspirational #inspirational

Cliff Stearns talks about what he did to Planned Parenthood, making Solyndra a household name - why didn't he do this sooner? Why didn't he see it coming? It's the oversight committee, not the hindsight committee. ↗

— Ted Yoho

#cliff #coming #committee #did #hindsight

Capo, my first golden retriever, so loved to swim she once jumped off a cliff to get into Lake Superior. ↗

— Sara Paretsky

#first #get #golden #into #jumped

If economic catastrophe does come, will it be a time that draws Christians together to share every resource we have, or will it drive us apart to hide in our own basements or mountain retreats, guarding at gunpoint our private stores from others? If we faithfully use our assets for his kingdom now, rather than hoarding them, can't we trust our faithful God to provide for us then? ↗

— Randy Alcorn

#economic-catastrophe #faith #fiscal-cliff #gunpoint #hoarding

The magic in writing is not so much using your imagination as it is allowing the reader to uses theirs. When I write a novel I’m not going to hand walk you through each scene. Avid readers tend to have very high IQ’s so I’m constantly aware of, and respect that. I have a tendency to give my readers vivid descriptions of panoramic viewpoints, soft breezes, and the late evening as it scrapes against the emerging night and present this step by suspenseful step. Once I get them to the threshold of that unseen cliff, I shove them off and say, take it from there. ↗

— Carl Henegan

#cliff #imagination #iq #novels #readers

I wish you had sincerity enough to tell me whether Catherine would suffer greatly from his loss: the fear that she would restrains me. And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I could have torn his heart out, and drunk his blood! But, till then - if you don't believe me, you don't know me - till then, I would have died by inches before I touched a single hair of his head! ↗

— Emily Brontë

#life

Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #passion #love

That is our Shield Ring, our last stronghold; not the barrier fells and the totter-moss between, but something in the hearts of men. ↗

— Rosemary Sutcliff

#rosemary #sutcliff #men

[Hades] returned his attention to the playlist while I eased the car back on the road. His fingers flipped deftly over the screen. 'Orpheus...Dusk...Orpheus...Dusk...do you have anything on here that doesn't make people want to jump off a cliff?' ... 'I'm driving. When you learn to drive something more modern than a horse and buggy, we can listen to your music.' 'I can drive!' 'Did they even have cars the last time you can to the surface?' I teased. 'Yes.' 'Not counting the minute and a half you spent rescuing me last year?' Hades fell silent, and I laughed. 'I didn't think so. ↗

— Kaitlin Bevis

#dusk #humor #jumping-off-cliffs #mythology #orpheus