#fireworks

All architecture is great architecture after sunset; perhaps architecture is really a nocturnal art, like the art of fireworks. ↗

— Gilbert K. Chesterton

#architecture #art #fireworks #great #like

You may be a redneck if... your lifetime goal is to own a fireworks stand. ↗

— Jeff Foxworthy

#goal #lifetime #may #own #redneck

My early childhood memories center around this typical American country store and life in a small American town, including 4th of July celebrations marked by fireworks and patriotic music played from a pavilion bandstand. ↗

— Frederick Reines

#around #bandstand #celebrations #center #childhood

I blow up fireworks all the time, and I love making milkshakes and banana splits. ↗

— Chris Isaak

#blow #fireworks #i #i love #love

Kiss is a Fourth of July fireworks show with a backbeat. ↗

— Gene Simmons

#fourth #july #kiss #show

I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks, but for the ledger of our daily work. ↗

— Neil Armstrong

#daily work #fireworks #guess #i #ledger

Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other ornaments and finery. Shadows follow, joyful, laughing sprites. The tree is rich with potential wonder. All it needs is a glance from you to come alive. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#holiday #lights #tree #winter #inspirational

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday's television. Work and beer. The neighbor's dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about with you. With you... I want to talk about love with you. ↗

— Tomoko Yamashita

#coffee #fireworks #flowers #love #maisen

You are born an artist or you are not. And you stay an artist, dear, even if your voice is less of a fireworks. The artist is always there. ↗

— Maria Callas

#artist #born #dear #even #fireworks

It was the first time! Just because there weren’t fireworks the first time doesn’t mean there will never be fireworks. We’re human; we’re adults; we teach each other; we communicate; fireworks don’t just go off, wham-bang; fireworks evolve!’ Awestruck by the utter, asinine nonsense of this metaphor, everyone is still. Into the stillness, the ample woman drops the word ‘Wrong.’ Then she says it again. ‘Wrong…I’m talking about science…Pheromones.’ The woman turns to Cornelia. ‘The chemicals in his body call out. The chemicals in your body answer. It either happens or it doesn’t.’ On top of being dumb, Cornelia is dumbfounded. ↗

— Marisa de los Santos

#fireworks #love #true-love #communication