#esme

Compromise used to mean that half a loaf was better than no bread. Among modern statesmen it really seems to mean that half a loaf; is better than a whole loaf. ↗

— Gilbert K. Chesterton

#better #bread #compromise #half #loaf

Neither these statesmen nor their constituents sought in any way to use the Government for the interest of themselves or their section, or for the injury of a single member of the Confederacy. ↗

— Robert Toombs

#confederacy #constituents #government #injury #interest

Hitler and Mussolini were only the primary spokesmen for the attitude of domination and craving for power that are in the heart of almost everyone. Until the source is cleared, there will always be confusion and hate, wars and class antagonisms. ↗

— Jiddu Krishnamurti

#always #attitude #class #cleared #confusion

Dustin Hoffman was the greatest. He had so much information to give and he mesmerized me. He really feels for actors who are just starting out and remembers his early days like they were yesterday. ↗

— Amy Weber

#dustin #dustin hoffman #early #feels #give

And for well over a hundred years our politicians, statesmen, and people remembered that this was a republic, not a democracy, and knew what they meant when they made that distinction. ↗

— Robert Welch

#distinction #hundred #knew #made #meant

Writers and travelers are mesmerized alike by knowing of their destinations. ↗

— Eudora Welty

#destinations #knowing #mesmerized #their #travelers

Momma, you're special," Renesmee told me without any surprise, like she was commenting on the color of my clothes. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#color

I quite like Low, the band from Minnesota. They're absolutely mesmerizing. I get much the same feeling from anything that Will Oldham does. ↗

— Gavin Rossdale

#anything #band #does #feeling #get

In a vast space left free between the crowd and the fire, a young girl was dancing. Whether this young girl was a human being, a fairy, or an angel, is what Gringoire, sceptical philosopher and ironical poet that he was, could not decide at the first moment, so fascinated was he by this dazzling vision. She was not tall, though she seemed so, so boldly did her slender form dart about. She was swarthy of complexion, but one divined that, by day, her skin must possess that beautiful golden tone of the Andalusians and the Roman women. Her little foot, too, was Andalusian, for it was both pinched and at ease in its graceful shoe. She danced, she turned, she whirled rapidly about on an old Persian rug, spread negligently under her feet; and each time that her radiant face passed before you, as she whirled, her great black eyes darted a flash of lightning at you. All around her, all glances were riveted, all mouths open; and, in fact, when she danced thus, to the humming of the Basque tambourine, which her two pure, rounded arms raised above her head, slender, frail and vivacious as a wasp, with her corsage of gold without a fold, her variegated gown puffing out, her bare shoulders, her delicate limbs, which her petticoat revealed at times, her black hair, her eyes of flame, she was a supernatural creature. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#hunchback-of-notre-dame #beauty

Something's going on in Cordell's room, but I'm not sure I want to know what it is. ↗

— Esmé Raji Codell

#education