#hat

Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art. ↗

— Izaak Walton

#air #art #curious #ditties #forth

But suppose God is black? What if we go to Heaven and we, all our lives, have treated the Negro as an inferior, and God is there, and we look up and He is not white? What then is our response? ↗

— Robert Kennedy

#go #god #heaven #inferior #lives

I always thought it would be really cool to be playing the drums in the show and then have your astral body or whatever travel all through the audience and dig whatever it's like out there. ↗

— Bill Kreutzmann

#audience #body #cool #dig #drums

So I majored in Drama, did all the plays that were possible to do, skated through school in order to be in every production on stage or backstage in whatever capacity and I came to New York looking for work in the summers. ↗

— Linda Lavin

#came #capacity #did #drama #every

Sometimes, I feel that Manhattan in particular has gotten really tame and gentrified or something. ↗

— Tea Leoni

#gotten #i #i feel #manhattan #particular

I chose to not wear a wire and tape people. I chose to not get immunity until - were accepted, whatever - until the independent counsel's office was comfortable with what I said was the truth. ↗

— Monica Lewinsky

#chose #comfortable #counsel #get #i

My invention, (the motion picture camera), can be exploited... as a scientific curiosity, but apart from that it has no commercial value whatsoever. ↗

— Auguste Lumiere

#camera #commercial #curiosity #exploited #invention

The female format is a beautiful one in which to function. Foolhardy as it may be. I change my image all the time, it's whatever suits me at the moment. ↗

— Lydia Lunch

#change #female #foolhardy #format #function

Who hath not known ill fortune, never knew himself, or his own virtue. ↗

— David Mallet

#hath #himself #his #ill #knew

I sing both in my shower and in my car, mostly in my car, because I have this weird thing - whenever I'm singing to the radio - my friends kind of hate it - but I pick out the harmonies in my head, and I'm singing the harmonies to the tracks and I'm jamming it out. ↗

— Paul McDonald

#both #car #friends #harmonies #hate