#he

I admire Meryl Streep and Dustin Hoffman for their sheer dedication to their craft. ↗

— Lavrenti Lopes

#craft #dedication #dustin #dustin hoffman #hoffman

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#another #away #day #dress #evening

I hope to live long enough to see my surviving comrades march side by side with the Union veterans along Pennsylvania Avenue, and then I will die happy. ↗

— James Longstreet

#avenue #comrades #die #enough #happy

I find it a turnoff whenever men aren't into some kind of sport. And, no, video games don't count. I dated a guy who was into video games, and I wanted to shoot myself. ↗

— Eva Longoria

#dated #find #games #guy #i

He was a horse of goodly countenance, rather expressive of vigilance than fire; though an unnatural appearance of fierceness was thrown into it by the loss of his ears, which had been cropped pretty close to his head. ↗

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

#been #close #countenance #ears #expressive

If people don't sit at Chaplin's feet, he goes out and stands where they are sitting. ↗

— Herman J. Mankiewicz

#feet #goes #out #people #sit

The former measured six feet and an inch in his stockings, and, without a single pound of cumbrous flesh about him, weighed a hundred and eighty. The latter was an inch shorter than his rival, and ten pounds lighter; but he was much the most active of the two. ↗

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

#active #eighty #feet #flesh #former

My father always wanted to be the corpse at every funeral, the bride at every wedding and the baby at every christening. ↗

— Alice Roosevelt Longworth

#baby #bride #corpse #every #father

Architecture arouses sentiments in man. The architect's task therefore, is to make those sentiments more precise. ↗

— Adolf Loos

#architect #arouses #make #man #more

Here's some advice. Stay alive," says Haymitch, and then bursts out laughing. I exchange a look with Peeta before I remember that I'm having nothing more to do with him. I'm surprised to see the hardness in his eyes. He generally seems so mild. 'That's very funny,' says Peeta. Suddenly, he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the bloodred liquid running toward the back of the train. 'Only not to us.' Haymitch considers this a moment, then punches Peeta in the jaw, knocking him from his chair. When he turns back to reach for the spirits, I drive my knife into the table between his hand and the bottle, barely missing his fingers. I brace myself to deflect his hit, but it doesn't come. Instead, he sits back and squints at us. 'Well, what's this?' says Haymitch. 'Did I actually get a pair of fighters this year? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #the-hunger-games #funny