#gh

I was told I would never make it because I'm too short. Well, I'm still too short. It doesn't matter what your height is, it's what's in your heart. ↗

— Kirby Puckett

#heart #height #i #make #matter

I would rather have one article a day of this sort; and these ten or twenty lines might readily represent a whole day's hard work in the way of concentrated, intense thinking and revision, polish of style, weighing of words. ↗

— Joseph Pulitzer

#concentrated #day #hard #hard work #i

Put it before them briefly so they will read it, clearly so they will appreciate it, picturesquely so they will remember it and, above all, accurately so they will be guided by its light. ↗

— Joseph Pulitzer

#accurately #appreciate #before #briefly #clearly

The fire was followed by a period of grieving and then by an incredible lightness, freedom, and mobility. ↗

— Martin Puryear

#followed #freedom #grieving #incredible #lightness

Below us the Thames grew lighter, and all around below were the shadows - the dark shadows of buildings and bridges that formed the base of this dreadful masterpiece. ↗

— Ernie Pyle

#base #below #bridges #buildings #dark

I've really been sick with this cold, but I think I might have kept the columns going anyhow except I was just so low in spirit, I didn't have the will to struggle against them when my deadline was so close and I felt so lousy. ↗

— Ernie Pyle

#anyhow #been #close #cold #columns

The closest fires were near enough for us to hear the crackling flames and the yells of firemen. Little fires grew into big ones even as we watched. Big ones died down under the firemen's valor only to break out again later. ↗

— Ernie Pyle

#big #big ones #break #closest #died

Most of those mocking us and our works night after night have not reached the point of suggesting we are going to use those weapons. They are pretty useless right now. ↗

— Richard Reeves

#going #mocking #most #night #now

Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice. ↗

— Francis Quarles

#continuance #hatred #hour #malice #may

One man's observation is another man's closed book or flight of fancy. ↗

— Willard Van Orman Quine

#book #closed #fancy #flight #man