#gain

We pay some price when necessary to bring down inflation but that price is temporary and is not large relative to the permanent gain from reduced inflation. ↗

— Martin Feldstein

#down #gain #inflation #large #necessary

I always wanted to play against the best. ↗

— Eric Cantona

#always #best #i #i always #play

God may not play dice but he enjoys a good round of Trivial Pursuit every now and again. ↗

— Federico Fellini

#dice #enjoys #every #god #good

I plan to go to college in Southampton, a fishery studies college. Again, my brother was down there about two years ago and he said it was great, so I'm looking forward to that. ↗

— Tom Felton

#again #ago #brother #college #down

Thought once awakened does not again slumber; unfolds itself into a System of Thought; grows, in man after man, generation after generation, - till its full stature is reached, and such System of Thought can grow no farther, but must give place to another. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#again #another #awakened #does #farther

I used to think Cape Wind was a great idea. That was when Ted Kennedy was alive and railing about how he might spill his Chivas if he had to keep maneuvering the Mya around all those noisy seagull-murdering wind turbines. Anything Ted Kennedy was against, I was for. ↗

— Howie Carr

#against #alive #anything #around #cape

It's never paid to bet against America. We come through things, but its not always a smooth ride. ↗

— Warren Buffett

#always #america #bet #come #never

Having a dream, living that dream, losing that dream, dreaming again and then having that dream come true again is one of the greatest feelings ever because I'm stronger. ↗

— Aaron Carter

#because #come #dream #dreaming #ever

I was dreaming about this—except it feels even better than I thought it would. Fucking fantastic. Clean sheets. You" Warrick moved across and kissed him gently, exactly as he’d imagined. Soft cotton and warm skin against him, soothing and luxurious. Hand on his back, touching carefully. He had a moment of fear that this was the dream, that soon he would wake up in the cell. Then a noise distracted him: distant firing in the city. He tensed, and Warrick’s hand stroked a circle over his shoulder-blade. More firing, but it was nothing to do with him. Nothing to worry about, even if he could manage it. Safe, here. He recaptured the tail end of a thought, before it disappeared into sleep. "Just you. ‘S enough." If Warrick said anything in reply, Toreth didn’t hear it. ↗

— Manna Francis

#manna-francis #the-administration #toreth-x-warrick #dreams

He that complies against his will is of his own opinion still. ↗

— Samuel Butler

#his #opinion #own #still #will