#disaster

I've produced more pilots than United Airlines, and they've all been disasters. Every audition I ever took in my life I lost. ↗

— Willard Scott

#audition #been #disasters #ever #every

You know what happens when windmills collapse into the sea? A splash. ↗

— Bill Maher

#environmental-disaster #environmentalism #humour #renewable-energy #environmentalism

I try not to think about negative thoughts and possibilities and disaster and things like that. ↗

— Rory Cochrane

#disaster #i #like #negative #negative thoughts

Know your enemy and know yourself and you can fight a hundred battles without disaster. ↗

— Sun Tzu

#disaster #enemy #fight #hundred #know

I'm not really interested in politics, because I think it's just too removed from my own life. If there's a war, though, or a disaster, I want to know what's happening. ↗

— Zhang Ziyi

#disaster #happening #i #i think #interested

They don’t want me. They’re curious why you want me. And anyway, I feel sorry for anyone that thinks they have a chance. I am hopelessly and completely in love with you.” A pained look shadowed his face. “You know why I want you? I didn’t know I was lost until you found me. I didn’t know what alone was until the first night I spent without you in my bed. You’re the one thing I’ve got right. You’re what I’ve been waiting for, Pigeon. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #in-love #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet

The formula for achieving a successful relationship is simple: you should treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat a triviality as if it were a disaster. ↗

— Quentin Crisp

#disaster #disasters #formula #never #relationship

The word survivor suggests someone who has emerged alive from a plane crash or a natural disaster. But the word can also refer to the loved ones of murder victims, and this was the sense in which it was used at a four-day conference in early June at Boston College. ↗

— Godfried Danneels

#also #boston #college #conference #crash

The average man is a conformist, accepting miseries and disasters with the stoicism of a cow standing in the rain. ↗

— Colin Wilson

#average #average man #conformist #cow #disasters

Dad was on the porch, pacing back and forth in that uneven stride he had on account of having a gimp leg. When he saw, he let out a yelp of delight and started hobbling down the steps towards us. Mom came running out of the house. She sank down on her knees, clasped her hands in front of her, and started praying up to the heavens, thanking the Lord for delivering her children from the flood. It was she who had saved us, she declared, by staying up all night praying. "You get down on your knees and thank your guardian angel," she said. "And thank me, too." Helen and Buster got down and started praying with Mom, but I just stood there looking at them. The way I saw it. I was the one who'd saved us all, not Mom and not some guardian angel. No one was up in that cottonwood tree except the three of us. Dad came alongside me and put his arms around my shoulders. "There weren't no guardian angel, Dad," I said. I started explaining how I'd gotten us to the cottonwood tree in time, figuring out how to switch places when our arms got tired and keeping Buster and Helen awake through the long night by quizzing them. Dad squeezed my shoulder. "Well, darling," he said, "maybe the angel was you. ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#children #flash-flood #guardian-angel #love #mother