#ff

I really do believe that God is love, one of deep affection and grace and forgiveness and inspiration. ↗

— William P. Young

#believe #deep #forgiveness #god #grace

Applying different standards to al Qaeda does not abandon Geneva, but only recognizes that the U.S. faces a stateless enemy never contemplated by the Conventions. ↗

— John Yoo

#al #applying #contemplated #conventions #different

I wrote a lot of stuff quickly: pages and pages of notes that seemed pretty incoherent at first. Most of it was taken from the radio because -suddenly being a parent- I'd be confronted by the radio giving a news report every hour of the day. ↗

— Thom Yorke

#being #confronted #day #every #first

I saw Deep Purple live once and I paid money for it and I thought, 'Geez, this is ridiculous.' You just see through all that sort of stuff. I never liked those Deep Purples or those sort of things. I always hated it. I always thought it was a poor man's Led Zeppelin. ↗

— Angus Young

#deep #deep purple #geez #hated #i

I thought I had to show all my stuff and I almost tore the boards of the grandstand with my fastball. ↗

— Cy Young

#boards #fastball #had #i #show

And I said - Styx - as a musical group it is our place to reflect the light that is shining on us back onto this place and say - this is where so much great stuff started. ↗

— James Young

#great #great stuff #group #i #light

As society diversifies, the number of people who read literature is decreasing. It will be difficult for readers to digest my ideas through literature. ↗

— Cao Yu

#difficult #digest #ideas #literature #number

Frank's bands could play the hardest stuff and make it seem like no big deal. ↗

— Dweezil Zappa

#big #big deal #could #deal #frank

The only time I drink milk is when I drink coffee. I make love the same way—contributing 2% as I just sort of lay there.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#funny #humor #love #milk #sex

No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is your comforting? Mary, mother of us, where is your relief? My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief- woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing — Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling- ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief'. O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep. ↗

— Gerard Manley Hopkins

#depression #despair #grief #suffering #age