#dl

The individual who can do something that the world wants done will, in the end, make his way regardless of his race. ↗

— Booker T. Washington

#end #his #his way #in the end #individual

I think punk rock, especially for me, was a big middle finger to this whole talent thing. ↗

— Mike Watt

#especially #finger #i #i think #me

Poor Andy Nave was killed. He refused to surrender and was shot by Dick Fields. I felt sorry as he used to be quite friendly towards me before the war, but it could not be helped. ↗

— Stand Watie

#before #could #felt #fields #friendly

I'll put candles all over the room, then light then, and get to it. I call it my 'vibe in a bag.' ↗

— Jody Watley

#call #candles #get #i #light

The only thing that matters is what happens on the little hump out in the middle of the field. ↗

— Earl Weaver

#happens #hump #little #matters #middle

In other words, what is supposedly found is an invention whose inventor is unaware of his act of invention, who considers it as something that exists independently of him; the invention then becomes the basis of his world view and actions. ↗

— Paul Watzlawick

#actions #basis #becomes #considers #exists

A lot of the state-sponsored growth in India was just too fast. You went from cradle to Nirvana in a short period of time. ↗

— Jerrry A. Webman

#fast #growth #india #just #lot

It's much easier for a middle class Indian entrepreneur to start up a computer company than it is for an Indian company to build roads and transportation systems suitable for a population that is getting wealthier and demanding more basic services. ↗

— Jerrry A. Webman

#build #class #company #computer #demanding

I've exchanged messages and photos of an explicit nature with about six women over the last three years. For the most part, these communications took place before my marriage, though some have sadly took place after. To be clear, I have never met any of these women or had physical relationships at any time. ↗

— Anthony Weiner

#after #any #before #clear #communications

We combine our three packs of pasta for dinner – pesto. We tip the dried stuff into a pan, add water and simmer. We try it, looking at each other with disbelief as it hits the tastebuds. ‘It’s pesto, Jim, but not as we know it,’ I say. ‘Fascinating,’ says Lou, unsmiling humouring my Star Trek reference, while wincing at the foul food. (And what made me say that? Is there such a thing as a dad-joke vacuum that needs to be filled, even in the wild?) ↗

— Fiona Wood

#camping-food #dad-joke #dad-jokes #fiona-wood #food